There was a bit of contempt in the eyes of the old man. He sat cross-legged and shook his head and said: "I only know that it is Japan, but I don't know who they are. Forget it, since we are far away, don't get involved in that Japanese thing. No. They are all a bunch of little people who can't make a difference. Even if they are killed in obscurity, they still can't break through that shackles."
The Caucasian man hesitated and said: "Mr. Wu, since there is a large-scale killing in Japan, we may be able to make a profit!"
The old man gently raised his arm, and suddenly a violent column of black smoke bombarded the white man. The old voice, with a hint of murderous intent, coldly snorted: "You dare to disobey me?"
"Don't dare!"
The Caucasian man flew backwards more than ten meters away and hit the wall hard, but he turned over the next moment, knelt down more than ten meters away from the old man, kowtowed respectfully a few times, and then quickly retreated.
The old man looked at the Caucasian man's leaving back, and the contempt in his eyes became even stronger. He had indeed issued an order before. No matter where a large-scale fighting occurred, he must rush there as much as possible. Once those people were both injured, they would finally reap the benefits.
But.
He has broken through that shackles and possesses powerful power that even those cultivators can't imagine. Why would he care about that benefit
India, Pyramid Jungle.
An old man with his upper body naked and bare feet seemed to be in his final years and crumbling, but there was a strange look on his wrinkled face.
"It's very interesting! I didn't expect that there are so many cultivators in small Japan. Looking at the scene of them fighting, it should be the Buddhist cultivators who win, right? However, aren't the real Buddhist cultivators from the Chinese Buddhist sect? These Are the Buddhist cultivators... the restorers who fell into the devil's path?"
"No matter who they are, the fighting of a group of little people has no impact on me. The most important thing now is to find that space passage as soon as possible. One hundred and twenty years, only one hundred and twenty years of life left, if If I can’t find that space passage and reach the world where the gods live, I’m afraid I will disappear between heaven and earth.”
The barefoot old man suddenly trembled, and as a violent aura erupted from his body, the divine thought that covered the sky and the sun instantly bombarded with the other two divine thoughts.
"Pfft..."
The barefoot old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his rickety body stood up straight in an instant, and shouted sternly: "You two old men, sooner or later I will trample you under my feet."
China.
In the Qilian Mountains of Qinghai Province, an old lady wearing linen clothes and a headscarf was lying on a bamboo chair in a thatched house. The airflow around her formed lines, constantly twisting.
Outside the thatched house.
Nine young girls in white dresses with long hair hanging loose seemed to feel the breath fluctuations in the thatched house, and they floated in from a distance at the same time, standing in a row.
The old lady in linen clothes suddenly trembled, and she stood upright instantly. As her arms opened, her skinny fingers took on the shape of dragon claws, and a harsh voice came from her mouth: "I am protecting China, that projectile Even if all living creatures in Japan are wiped out, it has nothing to do with me. If you two immortal things are interested, feel free to go there and toss. There are still thirteen years, and I will wait for you on the Arctic glaciers in thirteen years."
Her words.
Whether it was the old man in the United States shrouded in black mist or the old man under the pyramid, the fists could all be heard clearly.
For a moment.
The two divine thoughts were retracted like a tide.
The old lady in linen clothes floated out of the thatched hut, looked up in the direction of Japan, and murmured with a curved corner of her mouth: "It's a pity that you are too young. Although you are extremely talented and your cultivation speed is It’s incomparable to ordinary people, and I’m afraid it will be difficult to break through to the Tribulation Stage after thirteen years. However, since you are willing to toss, then let’s do whatever you want!”
After a while.
She withdrew her spiritual thoughts and looked at the nine women standing in front of her. A smile appeared on her old face and she said slowly: "Children, since you were born, I have peeked into the secret of your destiny. That rose-colored flower, although I can't see through your past, must be destined to him. Now, he has made some achievements, and it's time for you to leave."
"grandmother."
The women in white dresses with nine lives knelt down one after another. Their bright black eyes showed deep reluctance, and crystal tears burst out of their eyes and slid down their beautiful faces.
The old lady Mai said calmly: "Destiny arises and ends, and there is cause and effect in and out of dreams. I don't know your fate, and I can't break through your sea of consciousness and peek into the world shrouded in darkness. So, you need to go Find it for yourself. Go ahead!”
The girl in the white dress in the middle raised her arm, wiped away the tears on her face, and asked respectfully: "Grandma, where should we look for him?"
Old lady Mai shook her head and said: "I can't calculate his numerology and can't control his fate. Although he is in Japan now, if I guess correctly, I'm afraid he will leave there in a few days. So, you guys You need to find it yourself.”
The girl in the white dress in the middle asked: "Grandma, please show us a range."
The old lady in Mai laughed dumbly and said: "Zhong Ling, you girl is the most elf. After following me for decades, you have figured out some of my temper. That's all. It's enough to make you look like headless flies. It's enough to embarrass you. .Go to Star City! He was born there, grew up there, that is his root after all!"
Star City
The nine girls remembered this name deeply. After kneeling down to the old lady in linen clothes, they kowtowed three times.
"Grandma, let's go."
The nine girls finished speaking in unison, with nostalgia and discomfort on their faces, and flew towards the south. The direction they were going was to the south of the Qilian Mountains, where there was a small county called Qilian County.
Japan.
Looking across the top of the mountain.
Tang Xiu stood on the green pine tree, but his heart tightened. Just at that moment, he felt three powerful spiritual thoughts, and he could even tell the direction from which these three spiritual thoughts were transmitted. It was definitely not in Japan, but in other distant countries.
"It's not Ji Xiaomei."
"It's not Gu Yan'er either."
Tang Xiu was very familiar with the two people's spiritual thoughts, so he knew one thing clearly. In addition to the two superpowers Guyan'er and Ji Xiaomei, there were three terrifying figures on the entire earth. Their cultivation level is probably far beyond the stage of becoming a god.
"who are they?"
Tang Xiu originally decided to flex his muscles and began to frantically collect cultivation resources on the earth, not only to strengthen himself, but also to strengthen tens of thousands of his subordinates. But the appearance of three divine thoughts just now made him change his mind instantly.
Low-key and forbearing.
Before you figure out the owner of the three spiritual thoughts, you must not expose yourself easily, otherwise it will be very troublesome.
Looking across the mountain, the fighting becomes more bloody and cruel. But Tang Xiu no longer paid much attention to it. He desperately wanted to figure out where those three divine thoughts came from and who they came from. So looking at the fighting around him, his figure fell down with the light of a lightning-like sword, and the green pine tree that was split into two pieces fell at the foot of the tree.
time flies.
For three full hours, the highest peak of the Wangchuan Mountain was brutally destroyed by troops from both the Happy Palace and the Gene Camp. Thousands of people were fighting, and someone died almost every second, and the blood dyed the mountain peaks red.
"Kill me."
Lord Jianglong was almost furious. In three hours, at least more than 500 genetic warriors died in his hands. Even most of the dozens of master practitioners were severely injured by him. In the past three hours, he fought with General Futian more than ten times in a row. Each time, he only had the upper hand and caused some trauma to General Futian, but he was never able to kill General Futian.
suddenly.
He found General Fukuda rushing towards him again, waving a spear wildly, and in the blink of an eye he was already sprinting in front of him.
"Old thief Futian, you are looking for death."
Lord Jianglong roared angrily and blasted out the Zen staff in his hand instantly. In the blink of an eye, he had already exchanged blows with the spear hundreds of times. The moment he suppressed General Futian, suddenly a light spot appeared in his eyes, and this light spot continued to magnify in one hundredth of a second, and finally formed the tip of a long sword. .
"Damn it!"
Master Jianglong's expression changed drastically. After narrowly dodging the sudden sword attack, he was hit in the back by General Futian's spear, which opened a bloody wound. At the moment when he exploded, the owner of the long sword over there followed him like a shadow and appeared behind him in an instant.
"Pfft..."
The long sword pierced Master Jianglong's left arm, but the middle-aged man wearing black night clothes was also hit by several silver needles ejected from the fingers of Master Jianglong.
Blind.
A silver needle shot through the throat.
At the moment when the middle-aged man screamed and retreated violently, Master Jianglong endured the pain of the wound and struck the opponent's chest with his Zen staff. As his sternum collapsed, and at the moment when his blood spurted out, he flew backwards. He hit the ground hard and died.
"Damn it."
General Futian was furious. As he grabbed a tube of Youlan's genetic medicine, he immediately pulled out the cork of the bottle and poured the Youlan's genetic medicine into his mouth.
"Roar… "
In just ten seconds, General Futian's body grew dramatically. His original height was about 1.85 meters, but now he was over 1.9 meters tall. Especially the muscles on his body, which originally looked a little thin, now look particularly burly.
"Crazy gun."
The spear in General Futian's hand flew away instantly. The layers of gun shadows seemed chaotic, but they sealed the surrounding air tightly.