This scene was not only seen by the Lord Bishen, but also by the other immortal slaves. The Lord Bishen suddenly appeared just now, and punched out an invisible portal with a palm of great supernatural power.
They felt the loud noise and vibration clearly.
At that moment just now, Xian Nu was shocked, and at the same time, a thought popped up in his heart, if there were people in this door, he would definitely be unhappy.
Nobody likes being slammed on the door.
As a result, the door opened soon, revealing the figure inside the door.
Although that person is wearing a mask, he can feel the anger and unhappiness of the other party. The five senses of the immortal are far superior to that of ordinary people. This is naturally a good thing, but there are more things that can be felt in the same way.
For example, such things as momentum, and murderous intent.
Angering a rabbit and angering a tiger must feel different when facing these two things separately.
Now, including Lord Bishen, all the immortal slaves present felt the same way.
So much so that after they glanced at the masked man, they didn't dare to take a second look. They all lowered their heads and bowed their bodies, using this posture and attitude to express their submission.
Of course, the Lord of Hidden Gods will not do this.
He is the overlord of one party, with a true immortal cultivation base and strong strength, he can form an advantage even against the masters of the same level, but at this time, he does feel a real threat.
From the portal came an aura that made him shudder.
That is the spirit of heaven.
Coupled with the sense of oppression brought by the beast mask, the Lord of the Gods couldn't help but make a gesture of bowing his hands and saluting.
"Presumably you are..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door slammed shut.
It's like a smiling salesman who met a customer with a bad temper when he came to the door and was rejected.
The sound of closing the door was loud, and the moment the door was closed, it slowly dissipated, but this time, the Lord of God did not dare to use his magical powers to reveal the door again.
It's not that the king of concealment doesn't want to, it's that he doesn't dare.
Don't dare to take this dangerous risk.
There were many auras coming from the portal just now, some of which looked like prehistoric beasts, and some of them resembled real immortal overlords, but the most terrifying thing was the trace of heavenly aura mixed in these auras.
The Qi of the Heavenly Dao is very rare, and even if it is revealed sometimes, people who don't know the goods and knowledge can't detect it at all. Only those at the level of a true immortal can tell the difference.
It is said that the Immortal Swallowing Beast that swallowed countless immortals has this kind of aura.
Just because of this, the Lord of the Gods was afraid.
Although he thought that for an existence like him, only others were afraid of him, it was impossible for him to be afraid of anyone.
But to be afraid is to be afraid, Hidden Lord admits this in his heart, and besides, if he is an immortal, only those who have reached the realm of Xiaoyao Xian can use a little bit of the aura of heaven.
This seems to coincide with the weight of the trace of heavenly energy just now.
There are so many coincidences, even if you don't believe it, you have to think in one direction, that is, the person in the door just now, in all likelihood, is a Happy Immortal.
Thinking of this, the Lord of God's heart couldn't stop throbbing.
The Xiaoyao Immortals have been extinct for more than two thousand years. During the Great Tribulation of the Immortal Dao, because the Xiaoyao Immortals had the Qi of the Heavenly Dao in their bodies, they were the first immortals to be backlashed by the Qi of the Dao of the Heavenly Dao.
It can be said that in the blink of an eye, Immortal Xiaoyao was completely struck by the thunder of heaven, and he was completely dead.
Lord Bishen saw with his own eyes a tyrannical and boundless immortal, who was struck to death by a thunderbolt from heaven, and disappeared in an instant.
From that moment on, Xiaoyao Xian disappeared.
Lord Bishen knows very well that if anyone can achieve the realm of the free and unfettered immortal after that, he will definitely be able to stand at the peak of all immortals, and may even become a new generation of immortal emperor.
This is also what he yearned for and longed for.
But now, he discovered that the Xiaoyaoxian in this world seems to have not died yet, the one in the door just now is probably a Xiaoyaoxian.
"No, it's not nine out of ten, he must be." At this moment, the Lord of God has come back to his senses completely, with envy, haste, and a hint of jealousy in his eyes, he began to walk around.
It seems that only in this way can he start to think about the problem, what to do next, and what to do.
"Black water!" Lord Bishen called out, and a person ran in quickly from outside.
If Lin Jin was here, he would be able to recognize that the person who came in from the outside was the leader of the Liangzhou Water God Sect, a Taoist of Heishui.
However, the Heishui Taoist at this moment is very different from the way he was in Liangzhou before.
Today's Heishui Taoist has an eerie aura about him, and the source of this ghost aura is not the Heishui Taoist himself, but a metal claw glove on his hand.
This is the Ghost Claw, a magic weapon refined by a powerful demon thousands of years ago.
Today's Heishui Taoist has become a disciple of the Lord of the Gods and has become a disciple of the Lord of the Gods.
But those who are familiar with the Lord of God will know what kind of disciple, in the eyes of King of God, his disciple is only one person from the beginning to the end, and the rest are just dogs that are only used by him.
The Heishui Taoist may not be ignorant of this, but he is still willing, because he can get too much by following the Lord of the Gods, so he recognizes it even if he is a dog.
Besides, what's wrong with being a dog
"Master, the disciple is here." The Taoist Heishui stepped forward to salute, and during the days following the Lord of the Gods, the Taoist Heishui knew very well the temperament of his master.
In front of the Lord of the Gods, you must remember the word "honor" and "lower", and you must not get carried away. Heishui Taoist once heard from several of his senior brothers that a disciple of Heishui Taoist was very self-confident, a little cocky, and it turned out to be a little disrespectful. In less than two days, it was destroyed by the Lord of God who found a random reason.
And in front of other disciples, it is tantamount to killing chickens and monkeys.
From then on, as long as he is a disciple of the God Lord, he will never forget the word "honor and humble".
"You said you've met the curator?" There was a trace of coldness in the voice of the master, and the Heishui Taoist secretly thought that something was wrong, but he still replied respectfully: "Returning to the master, the disciple is in the Water God Sect in Liangzhou, Middle-earth. It was killed by the curator, and I met him at that time."
"Then his mask looks like this, and his figure looks like this?" With a finger raised, the masking god used magic to transform the appearance of the man behind the door just now, and the Taoist of Heishui looked up. Look, at the moment he said: "That's right, it's him, he is the curator."
"Heishui, what did you say about the curator's cultivation level?" Heishenjun asked again. Heishui Taoist didn't know the situation, but he could only bite the bullet and said: "The curator's name is very famous in Middle-earth. He should even be the number one master in Middle-earth, and his strength should not be underestimated, but the disciple believes that no matter how powerful the curator is, he can't compare to the many immortals in the land outside the territory, and even worse than the master... "
"You bastard." The Lord of God scolded, and the frightened Heishui Taoist directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, panicked in his heart, and he didn't know what made Master unhappy.
Hiding God stopped his murderous intentions, but said word by word: "I tell you, the curator is a serious and unrestrained fairy, and now you will give him all the rumors about him in Middle-earth. I made it clear and clear, if there is any omission, I will kill you."