The news spread quickly.

"True fire? Is there any other treasure of the gods? Fake it! How is this possible!"

"The late Tianjun, who is less than thirty years old, isn't even Cheng Zu's old man's opponent? Are you stupid?"

Hearing this news, the world only thought it was a joke.

After all, this is really ridiculous. For a late Tianjun who is less than 30 years old, this is false.

Less than 30 years old, if you die, you will be in the early stage of immortality.

What other fire, the treasure of the gods...

In this world, how could such a demon come out!

However, when they found out that the news was not spread by only one family, and almost all the chambers of commerce were spreading crazy, they had to believe it.

One may be wrong, but so many, then it is absolutely not wrong!

Although the news sounds so absurd, it is true!

"Gosh!"

They are all dumbfounded and shocked.

This news, like a whirlwind, quickly blew across the entire Beichen star, wherever it went, it all caused a violent shock, the world was in an uproar, and the forces are crazy for this.

Many ancient tribes, Xianmen, and those extraordinary forces, after being summoned, all boiled.

Dang Dang Dang!

Ooo!

The Dao Bell sounded, and the sound of the horn buzzed around Beichenxing.

A team of men and women rose into the sky and hurried to the Tianxing Mountain quickly. The leader of the team was the perfect Tianjun of the major forces, including many of the ancestors.

Although this opponent is only in the late stage, but his strength is strong, even the famous Cheng Zu has retreated. In terms of combat power, he is a strong ancestor. Against these characters, they did not dare to care.

"Shi surname? I remember there was a Shi family, but it wasn't big. It was impossible to have such a character. I think this should not be our Beichen star."

"Surely not! If so, how could we not know. The key question now is, where does he come from?"

They are all guessing where this surname Shi Tianjun came from.

"Wouldn't it... where did it come from?"

Someone guessed.

Suddenly, all the fellows in the same line changed their colors.

"Impossible! No one has been out for a long time. If there is, there will be news!" Someone immediately shook his head and rejected the guess.

The nearest forces quickly rushed to the Tianxing Mountain. After some investigation, they found no trace.

Whizzing!

A magnificent brilliance rushed across the sky, like a rainbow, all of the major forces. They first searched and then went around.

But the goal was obviously far away, they searched hard, but there was no gain at all.

Before long, there was another news from the Cheng family, that the guy with the surname Shi came from the east!

This news shocked the whole Beichen star again!

The world is a bit unbelievable. In terms of strength, Beichen and Donglin should be similar. How can Donglin come out with such terrifying evil?

And those big forces, and some people who were coveted in secret, were relieved. They were afraid that this guy had a long history before, but since it is coming from the east, there is nothing to worry about!

Those great forces sent more people, and a strong ancestor came out one after another and joined the search team.

Over the past few days, the magnificent glory gliding across the Beichen star.

But after seven or eight days passed, there was no gain at all, and they all began to wonder whether this man had left Beichenxing and went to the starry sky.

If this is the case, then there is no way to find it, because the starry sky is too large. With that person’s strength, once he enters the starry sky, the hope of finding it is extremely slim.

After another five or six days, there was still no news, and they gradually stopped searching.

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Somewhere in Beichenxing, there is a mountain.

This mountain is not on the ground, but floats in the sky and is covered by clouds. It is covered with palaces and pavilions, and it is covered with colorful rays of light. It is constantly changing, just like a fairyland dream.

This mountain is called Futu Mountain, but it is a famous place on Beichen Star.

There is a person living on it, named Futu Patriarch, a famous ancestral strongman.

On this day, just after dawn, there was a golden streamer, which came from the distant sky, passed through the rolling sea of ​​clouds, and came to this mountain, stopping at the top of the mountain.

This is an old golden chariot. The two dragons were actually pulling the chariot.

There was a man sitting on it, the appearance of a middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe, with a gentle face, and a gentle and elegant scroll, like a scholar.

"Futu Mountain!"

He got out of the chariot and stood in the air, looking at the ancient palace in front.

Among his pair of eyes, there was a faint golden light gleaming, but when he looked closely, countless Fuzhuans were floating, flashing, and extremely fascinating.

Standing for a moment, he closed the chariot, his figure flashed, and fell to the temple.

"Luo Daoyou! Welcome! Welcome!"

When he entered the temple, he saw that there was a person sitting inside, an old man in black robe.

"I have seen Buddhism Taoist friends!"

The monk Luo surnamed arched his hands, laughing.

This old man in black robe is the master of this mountain, the famous ancestor of Budu.

"sit down!"

Ancestor Futu pointed at the seat in the hall lightly.

"None have come yet!"

The man named Luo sat down and said.

"No, your Tianshu Academy is the fastest!" said Fu Tu, the ancestor, and after closing, he closed his eyes and sat quietly.

But after a while, he couldn't help opening his eyes, hesitating for a while, and asked, "That guy... is this a kid?"

Luo Tianjun was stunned, and then he smiled bitterly, "Although I can't believe it, this is indeed true. The treasure mirror of the Li family has been tested and it is impossible to make mistakes!"

The ancestor of Futu listened, but was stupefied.

"I have been practicing monks for so many years. I haven't seen any evildoers, but this is the first time I have seen such evildoers!" he said with emotion.

"Yes!"

Luo Tianjun shook his head, the bitterness on his face was more intense.

"Ah! How could such a demon come out in this world! It's so unreasonable! It's still to the east!" The ancestor of Futu sighed aloud and stopped talking.

Waiting for a moment, in the distant sea of ​​clouds, another glory leaped and swooped in. Before approaching, there appeared an old man dressed in a black robe with a good face.

On him, there is a kill word, which is the sign of killing the Holy Gate.

"Yo! It's the old ghost Luo, you Tianshuyuan is fast!" The old man stepped into the hall, swept his eyes, and fell on Na Luotianjun.

He snorted, and then bowed to the old ancestor of Futu, "Futur Daoist, long time no see!"

After a few greetings, he sat down and waited.

Then, there were constant glorious glances from all directions, and before the mountain, a figure appeared, and they stepped into the hall one by one, and then sat down in turn, waiting.