The old man looked a little contemptuous in his eyes, and sat cross-legged there and shook his head and said, "I only know that it is an island country, but I don't know who they are. Forget it, since we are far away, don't get involved in the affairs of that island country. They are all a group of small people who cannot become climate. Even if they are killed in the dark, they will never be able to break through the shackles."

The white man hesitated and said, "Old Wu, since there is a large-scale battle in the island country, we may be profitable!"

The old man gently raised his arm, and a violent black smoke pillar suddenly hit the white man. The old voice had a bit of murderous intent, and he snorted coldly: "Do you dare to disobey my intentions?"

"Don't dare!"

The white man flew backwards more than ten meters away and hit the wall hard, but the next moment he turned over and knelt down more than ten meters away from the old man. After kowtowing respectfully for a few times, he quickly retreated.

The old man looked at the white man's back as he left, and his expression of contempt in his eyes became stronger. He did give orders before that no matter where a large-scale fight occurred, he had to rush over as much as possible. Once those people were both defeated, they would eventually reap the benefits.

But.

He has broken through that shackle and possessed powerful powers that even practitioners cannot imagine. How could he care about that little benefit?

India, in the pyramid jungle.

An old man with a naked upper body and bare feet seemed to be in twilight years and was shaking, but a strange look appeared on his wrinkled face.

"It's very interesting! I didn't expect that there were so many practitioners in the small island country. Looking at the scene of their fighting, it should be those who practice Buddhism who practice Buddhism should win? However, aren't the real Buddhist practitioners in the Chinese Kingdom? Are these Buddhist practitioners...they are the restorators who fall into the devil's path?"

"No matter who they are, the battle between a group of small people has no effect on me. The most important thing now is to find that space channel as soon as possible. One hundred and twenty years is left, and if I can't find that space channel and reach the world where the gods are, I'm afraid I will dissipate between heaven and earth."

The barefoot old man suddenly shook his body, and as a violent aura erupted from him, the divine thought that covered the sky and the sun instantly bombarded with two other divine thoughts.

"puff……"

The barefoot old man squirted blood, and his hunched body stood straight in an instant, shouting sternly: "You two old men, sooner or later, I will step you under my feet."

China.

In the Qilian Mountains of Qinghai Province, an old lady wearing a linen and wrapped in a headscarf was lying on the bamboo chair in the thatched hut. The airflow beside her formed lines and was constantly twisting.

Outside the thatched hut.

Nine young girls wearing white skirts and long hair were as if they felt the scent of the thatched hut, and at the same time they floated from a distance and stood in a row.

The old lady in a squat suddenly shook her body and her body stood straight in an instant. As her arms spread, her thin fingers appeared in the shape of a dragon claw. A harsh voice came from her mouth: "The old man protects the country of China. Even if all living beings are killed in the scorpion island country, it has nothing to do with the old man. If you two old immortal things are interested, just go there to make trouble. There are still thirteen years and thirteen years later, I will wait for you."

Her words.

Whether it was the old man in Country M who was covered in black fog or the old man under the pyramid, he could hear all the fists clearly.

In a moment.

The two divine thoughts were retracted like a tide.

The old lady in linen floated out of the thatched hut, looked up at the direction of the island country, and curled up the corners of her mouth, murmured: "It's a pity that you are too young. Although you are talented and your cultivation speed is incomparable to ordinary people. I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through to the tribulation period in thirteen years. However, since you are willing to make trouble, let's do it!"

After a moment.

After she took back her divine thoughts, she looked at the nine women standing in front of her, and smiled on her old face and said slowly: "Children, since you were born, I have seen the rose color of your destiny from the secrets of heaven. Although my old body cannot see through your past events, I must have a fate with him. Now, he has made a little achievements, and it is time for you to leave."

"grandmother."

The women in the nine-life white dress knelt down one after another. In the bright black eyes, there was a strong reluctance, and crystal tears burst out from their eyes and slid down their beautiful faces.

The old lady Mai said calmly: "There are times when fate begins and ends. There are causes and effects inside and outside dreams. I don't know your fate, nor can I break through your sea of ​​consciousness and peek into the dark world. Therefore, you need to find it yourself. Go!"

The girl in the middle of the white dress raised her arm, wiped off the tears from her face, and asked respectfully: "Grandma, where are we going to find him?"

The old lady Mai shook her head and said, "I can't calculate his numerology and can't control his fate. Although he is in the island country now, if I guess correctly, he may leave there in a few days. So, you need to find it yourself."

The girl in the white dress in the middle asked, "Please give us a range."

The old lady Ma Yi laughed in silence and said, "Zhong Ling, you are the elf. After decades of old man, you can understand some of your temper. It's just that, letting you look for it like a headless fly is enough to make it difficult for you. Go to Xingcheng! He was born and grew up there, and it is his roots after all!"

Star City?

The nine girls remembered this name deeply. After knelt down at the old lady in linen, they kowtowed three times.

"Grandma, we're leaving."

The nine girls finished speaking in unison, flew towards the south with nostalgia and discomfort. The direction they were heading was the south of the Qilian Mountains, where there was a small county town called Qilian County.

Island Country.

Looking through the top of the mountain.

Tang Xiu stood on the green pine tree, but his heart became tense. Just in the moment, he felt three powerful divine thoughts, and he could even tell the direction where these three divine thoughts were transmitted, which was definitely not in the island country, but in other countries far away.

"It's not Ji Chimei."

"It's not Gu Yan'er either."

Tang Xiu was very familiar with the divine consciousness of the two, so he knew one thing. In addition to the two super strong men Gu Yan'er and Ji Chimei, there were three terrifying figures on the entire earth. Their cultivation level was probably far beyond that of the God Transformation Stage.

"who are they?"

Tang Xiu originally decided to show his strength and began to collect cultivation resources on the earth, not only strengthening himself, but also strengthening his tens of thousands of subordinates. However, the appearance of three divine thoughts just now made him change his mind instantly.

Low-key and forbearing.

Before you figure out the master of the three divine thoughts, you must not expose yourself easily, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

Looking through the battle on the mountain, it became even more bloody and cruel. But Tang Xiu no longer had much attention. He was eager to figure out where the three divine thoughts came from and who they came from. So as to watch the fights around him, his figure fell down with a lightning-like sword light, and fell under the feet of the tree with the green pine tree that was split into two pieces.

Time passes.

For three hours, the highest peak that looked through the mountain was destroyed by both sides of the Happy Palace and the Gene Camp. Thousands of people fought, and almost every second, people fell, and the blood dyed the mountain red.

"Kill me."

The Dragon Lord was almost red in his eyes. For three hours, at least 500 gene warriors died in his hands. Even dozens of cultivation masters were seriously injured by him. In these three hours, he fought with General Futian for more than a dozen times, and each time he only gained the upper hand, causing some trauma to General Futian, and he could not kill General Futian.

suddenly.

He found General Fukuda rushed towards him again, and a long spear swung wildly, and in a blink of an eye it had already rushed to him.

"Old thief Futian, you are looking for death."

The Dragon Lord roared angrily, and the Zen Staff in his hand instantly bombarded the spear hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. Just as he suppressed General Futian, a light spot suddenly appeared in his eyes, and this light spot continued to magnify for one percent of a second, and finally formed the tip of a long sword.

"Damn it!"

The face of the Dragon Lord changed drastically. After he almost avoided the raided sword, General Fukuda hit the back with a spear, tearing a bloody wound open. Just when he exploded instantly, the owner of the sword over there followed like a shadow and appeared in his left rear instantly.

"puff……"

The long sword pierced the left arm of the Dragon Dragon, but the middle-aged man wearing a black night-wearing suit was also hit by several silver needles shot out from the fingers of the Dragon Dragon Lord.

Blind.

A silver needle shot through the throat.

Just as the middle-aged man screamed and retreated, Venerable Jianglong endured the pain of the wound and slammed the Zen stick on your chest. As his sternum collapsed, he flew backwards and smashed heavily to the ground when his blood was squirting wildly, and died.

"Damn it."

General Fukuda was furious. As a tube of naughty blue gene potion was caught by him, the bottle plug was pulled out by him instantly and the naughty blue gene potion was poured into his mouth.

"roar……"

In just over a dozen seconds, General Fukuda's body soared. His height was about 1.85 meters, but now it is more than 1.9 meters. Especially his muscles, he looked a little thin, but now he looks particularly burly.

"Crazy Gun."
Chapter completed!