This legend actually exists, and some people have actually succeeded in practicing it!

And it’s really perverted!

Through practice, he can actually kill enemies across two great realms. The stronger he is, the higher the realm, the harder and more impossible it is to fight across levels. Different energy levels, different life levels, and different evolutionary levels make it impossible to compare and fight.

, but the existence of the Human Emperor Sutra makes it possible, and it still surpasses two major levels.

But now, a cultivator who has just broken through to the magical power realm is actually fighting against an existence at the peak of the immortal realm, especially not an ordinary and simple character, this is a golden-winged roc.

In ancient times, the golden-winged Dapeng clan was also a shining clan among all the races in the world. Their speed was also among the best in that era. The Peng Ancestor even shone in that era, suppressing countless powerful people.

Bai Qi was surprised, sighing, and remembering.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is also stupid!

grass!

The person inside this coffin actually knows his new master?

Damn it!

Such a vicious person!

That is an existence that devours the Immortal Realm like an ant and kills the Great Dao Realm like a chicken!

Even if you take a glance at it, it's like seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the smell of blood and death rushing towards your face.

Such a being is actually Lin Fan's senior?

While the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was stiff, he felt a sense of joy in his heart. His little master was indeed powerful. Fighting at a higher level and with such a background was indeed not simple.

Creak, creak, creak~

It suddenly heard movement and looked down.

When I saw the blood-red coffin, it seemed as if it was about to be unveiled, as if some great terror was about to rise from inside.

Hiss~

Although the Golden Winged Peng King knew that the other party would not kill it now and that it was no longer in danger, at this moment, its wings stood upright and goosebumps appeared all over its body. The aura of substantial death made it feel that the other party was there.

Climb out of hell.

horrible!

terrible!

Fortunately, the coffin board was not pushed away and everything calmed down again.

Scared to death of the golden-winged roc!

"Where are you going now?" Bai Qi asked doubtfully. He felt that Lin Fan's destination was not here.

"Senior Bai Qi, I have to go back to my hometown. There is danger there." Lin Fan said, patting the Golden Winged Peng King on the back and pointing in the direction.

"Go home!"

Bai Qi was silent for a while. The coffin stood quietly parallel to Lin Fan. The scene of his hometown was blurred in his memory. The words were blurred. The faces and appearances of his family members were also blurred.

But the word hometown always makes people throb, especially for an old antique like him.

That is the root of Da Qin, and that is also his root.

The Golden Winged Peng King didn't understand, but it listened to Lin Fan's command and quickly entered an underground passage, carried on the underground river, and came to an underground palace, which was filled with ancient atmosphere.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was secretly shocked, what kind of building is this?

There is actually a teleportation array here!

My little master seems to have a not-so-simple background!

It’s not like you want to be teleported to the other side of the Red Mist Forbidden Land, right?

This is impossible!

There is no land there!

There are many legends about the great beings who can explore the red mist and never return, and even the long rivers cannot extend through it.

So the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King quickly denied his guess!

But I saw Lin Fan quickly installed the Xingyu, inputting energy and flashing continuously. This was an emergency signal. Contact the other side to install the Xingyu. There is no need to do what he usually does.

It flashed three groups in a row, three times each. Soon, Lin Fan's side also started to flash, and it also flashed three groups.

Connected!

"Senior Bai, I'm going over first!" Lin Fan clasped his fists at Bai Qi, who was waiting quietly.

"Eh~"

With a desolate sigh, the blood coffin squirmed, and a pool of blood seeped out. The blood slowly condensed into a new human form with a delicate appearance. It was Bai Qi who condensed another clone. His strength was only around the level of supernatural power.

"Let me go and have a look with you. I haven't been back to my hometown for many years and I don't know what it's like anymore." Although Bai Qi looks young, the vicissitudes and nostalgia revealed in his eyes cannot be concealed at all.

"good!"

Lin Fan was surprised, but he didn't refuse. He trusted Bai Qi now.

The Golden Winged Peng King automatically shrank his body. He was very curious about his destination and took the initiative to walk into the teleportation array.

Lin Fan glanced at it, and the Golden Winged Peng King lowered his head honestly.

There was a burst of light!

On this day, in the orc camp, all the orcs knelt down on their knees, including the tiger tribe, and the current orc leader Behemoth tribe. Even Tanza, the leader of the orc tribe, knelt down on one knee, with a look of respect and fear on his face.

"Welcome our ancestors to return!" The voice resounded throughout the entire orc camp, and the strong tiger people were the most excited.

In the sky, a figure with a tiger's head and human body fell down. The pressure of the powerful Immortal Realm master was like a mountain, making all the orcs afraid to breathe.

"Dong dong dong!"

The drums were beating loudly, and all the orcs attacked.

The human army quickly gathered.

The sudden start of the war this time made Qin Guang a little unpredictable, because it was too sudden and without any warning, which gave him a bad premonition.

"Old Qin, I'm a little uneasy."

Zhou Shuantian sent a message: "I just made a fortune, and it turned out to be auspicious!"

Qin Guang's face darkened.

"Sure enough, something big will happen today."

"Fuck, you damn blind man, what are you planning to do when you're fine?"

"Shang Shangji, you really want us to die!"

Several cursing voices appeared in the sound transmission channel.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that my hexagrams are inaccurate?" Zhou Shuangtian's face turned ugly and he shouted indignantly.

"Don't you know whether your fortune telling is accurate?"

"That's right, blind man, don't you have any idea?"

"Every fortune telling comes in the opposite direction. Don't you know anything about yourself?"

Zhou Shuantian had an indignant look on his face, his face turned red from the crazy retort, and he finally said reluctantly: "I'm sure my calculation will be accurate this time!"

Two soldiers confront each other.

The strongest men of the human race noticed that the orc army was coming this time. They came in honestly and did not take the initiative to attack. When several people looked at each other, this seemed even more abnormal.

In the past, Tensa, the leader of the orc Behemoth clan, was extremely arrogant during the wars, but today, the other party just looked at him from a distance, looking very quiet.

This abnormal phenomenon made Qin Guang's uneasiness reach the extreme in an instant, and he wanted to start a war immediately.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky above the orcs, coming from the sky.

Stand in the void!

Look down at all living beings!

Not a word, but the next moment.

boom!

An aura as powerful as a mountain, as high as the sky, as large as the abyss and the sea, rolled over and descended directly on the strongest human being.

At this moment, the faces of Qin Guang and others turned red. The pressure like a mountain made their heads bend downwards, their knees bent, and the ground beneath their feet cracked like spider patterns.

At this moment, they knew that the sky had changed!

Ninth grade strong man!

A strong man in the immortal realm!

The ancestor of the orcs is back!

The gap is too big. There is a two-level difference between seventh-grade and ninth-grade. For them, it is simply a gap.
To be continued...