Ordinary people can't understand it, and so can the immortals of Journey to the West.
They don't know where this group of people came from.
And each and every one of them has a strong strength.
In Tianhai City, although this place is close to the sea, there are still practitioners who have flown thousands of miles here to establish a sect and recruit disciples.
The distance between mortals and immortals has never been so close.
However, such a grand scene is not what the local practitioners want to see.
"Master, that group of people has arrived in Tianhai City and started to accept apprentices."
No matter how good the influence this group of mysterious cultivators brought, for the local cultivators, the resources are limited, and the arrival of more cultivators will only spread the resources even more.
The old man sitting under the statue of Sanqing nodded lightly, swayed the dust, and walked out of the hall.
"Let's go and meet these people."
The appearance of this group of ascenders is not only the huge number of them, but also the power of each one of them. Each of them is at least at the level of human beings and immortals, and the methods are also more terrifying than each other.
If they were just a group of ordinary cultivators, the cultivators of Journey to the West would have already wiped them out and captured them.
However, none of this group of people is weak.
Each of them is a hegemonic figure in the lower realm, with arrogance, wisdom, and strength. Each of them is a peerless existence selected from hundreds of millions of people.
The old man had already heard countless rumors about these people, so he knew that it was only a matter of time before these people arrived in Tianhai City.
He flew out of the fairyland space on a white crane, and a group of disciples followed behind him, white clothes fluttering, showing the attitude of a fairy.
"Look! It's a fairy again!"
"So handsome!"
"I'm going to invest in their sect!"
Tianhai City was once again boiling because of the arrival of a group of old people. A tall man in animal skin was sitting in the center of Tianhai City. His eyes were turned away, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. He seemed to feel that his limelight was over. Let an old man rob it and feel dissatisfied.
"That old man! I came first to Tianhai City! Do you understand?! What are you pretending to be!"
"Hahahaha, what you said is wrong. Old Daoist, I fell into the sect here a hundred years ago. How can I become the last one when I came to you? Did you come first?"
The old man in white brought a group of disciples down in front of the animal skin man, the crane stood quietly behind him, and the old man stepped forward and bowed his hands to the man.
"Hundreds of years ago?" The man was suspicious for a while, and then disdainfully said, "Cut, I thought you were a person who flew up from some world, but it turned out to be just a native of the Upper Realm!"
"Old man, don't blame me for bullying you! Get out of here now, I can give you a way to live!"
After all, a majestic momentum unfolded on the man's body, and a map of the mountains, rivers, sun and moon appeared in the sky behind the man. Countless mortals watched this scene in shock and were dumbfounded.
A transparent gas mask appeared in front of the old man, covering himself and his disciples within the gas mask, completely isolating the aura of the man.
He looked at such a vision behind the man with a dazed look on his face.
If it is a fight, the immortals fight with three flowers on the top, surrounded by five qi, but like a man, such a big vision of mountains and rivers behind him, the old man has never heard of it or seen it.
"Don't be in a hurry, fellow Daoist! Don't be in a hurry, fellow Daoist!" The old man hurriedly waved his hand. Behind him, a group of disciples had already deployed the sword formation, ready to fight at any time.
Who knows, the man didn't listen to what he said at all.
"I am the No. 1 God of War in the Wilderness! Those who come will die!!"
The red blood flooded the man's eyes in an instant, and the blood-red black pupils became even more deep and dark, and infinite murderous intent was brewing in them, spreading wantonly.
The old man turned pale with fright, only to see the man shouting, his body suddenly raised ten feet, slammed on the ground, and threw his fists to kill him.
"Fellow Daoist... Damn! You! Damn it!"
boom! !
The man punched the old man's dust, and the air current like a congenital wind rushed past the old man. The stone slabs on the street were blown away like gravel. When the old man turned his head, where are there any cranes, disciples, the whole city? Half empty! Only a rubble remains.
In an instant, the old man was angry.
The cultivators of Journey to the West have always been able to calculate and never act, smiling and secretly criticizing each other when they meet each other. Unless they share a hatred of the sky, no one will act directly when they meet face to face.
Moreover, he started to act unreasonably like a man.
Rude!
"Aren't you afraid of karma?!" the old man yelled.
Under the way of heaven, there is no omission, karma and reincarnation, even immortals cannot escape.
"Cause and effect?! Lao Tzu is your retribution!!" The man grinned happily, the momentum on his body gradually increased with the battle, and his skin became blood red.
"You!" The old man was in a hurry, his chest was tight, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.
This can't be blamed on a man. In his concept, there is no concept of heaven or cause and effect. They come from the lower realm. Isn't that an existence that defies the sky and changes his life? Wasn't that Shura who crawled out from the desperate situation of nine deaths and no life? In their opinion, the strong in this world are respected, if you are afraid, don't practice!
The battle between the two had razed the entire Skysea City to the ground in the third second. The center of the battle moved all the way into the ocean. The terrifying aftermath of the battle surprised all the practitioners nearby.
Are there two old immortals fighting? !
Immediately, countless streams of light rushed out of the mountains, rivers and seas, chasing after the two in battle.
For them, watching others fight is also a feeling, and they can learn a lot of useful things.
The whole sky suddenly became incomparably rendered, and the colorful energy pushed the cultivators in the sky to rush out of the land, chasing all the way to the sea.
The old man no longer cares about anything. In the first attack just now, the man has already killed all his beloved disciples. Even if he goes back, it will take hundreds of years for the sect to develop and recover a little bit of vitality.
At this time, he had put his life and death behind him and threw himself into this battle completely.
And the cultivators who followed them could hear the voice of a man laughing recklessly and proudly along the way.
"Happy! Happy! Old man! If you surrender now, I will kill you! But if you can kill me once, I will accept you as my eldest disciple! Hahahaha..."
For them, the so-called lower realm is no worse than the mortal world of Journey to the West, and the reason why they call this world the upper realm is because they know that there is a heaven and a spiritual mountain in this world. These are the real power of this world. .
And in the mortal world, they can still be kings!