Luo Sen finally understood why Wen Xiao was so persistent in finding the immortal in the pot, and seemed to understand why he was inexplicably "black" at the time.
It turned out that he had so many things on his back.
When the Hidden Dragon competed for the hegemony, a large group of trialists were inexplicably broken and threw them aside, losing the opportunity to compete for the quota.
It is probably Wen Xiaogan's.
There was also entering Qianlong Academy, secretly tearing away the pages of the Book Pavilion, and rushing to the list to see the dean. In order to win the top position, he even attacked Wuguo, Aguda, and Jinchan, who were from the Barbarian Theological Academy.
, all of these can be explained.
It was because he wanted to find the immortal in the pot.
Luo Sen couldn't help but look at Wen Xiao's Light-winged Angel, but he didn't expect that the Light-winged Angel could still switch back and forth between its own form and the fallen angel form.
The fairy in the pot looked at Wen Xiao who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and stepped on the void without saying a word.
Wen Xiao gritted his teeth and kowtowed again: "I hope that the senior will save Beiming Palace because of the fact that his ancestors had met you."
"Is it a one-sided relationship?" The immortal in the pot couldn't see his appearance and expression clearly, his tone was indifferent, without any sorrow or joy: "More than 8,000 years ago, a rogue received great favor from me, founded the Beiming Palace, and became the world.
The strongest man, but in the end he chose to betray me, causing me to fail. Now his descendants came to me and hoped that I would help him for the sake of his ancestors. It was really ironic."
Wen Xiao's heart was shocked and an incredible expression appeared on his face.
Luo Sen was also stunned.
What about this kind of thing?
Di Linglong's face also changed slightly, but what he cared about was not the affairs of Beiming Palace, but special things about what happened more than 8,000 years ago.
"No, it's impossible." Wen Xiao was lost and struggled and said, "Senior, are there any misunderstandings in this? These things were not mentioned in the ancestor's notes."
"Does he have the right to bring up such a thing?" said the fairy in the pot.
The ancestor of the founding mountain in Beiming Palace is named Piaomiao Sanren, and his image is extremely brilliant.
Eight thousand years ago, the mainland encountered a catastrophe. Piaomiao Sanren resolutely took action, helping the building collapse, saving the people from the water and fire, and quelling the catastrophe.
Later, the Beiming Palace was established in Beihai, and it was even more like a god in the hearts of the people of Beihai.
How can you tell future generations such a shameful thing?
Wen Xiao's mind was lost and his body became weak, as if his energy and spirit had been hollowed out. He was unable to accept this matter.
The ancestor who is like a saint in his mind is actually a traitor who is traitorous in the mouth of the immortal Huzhong.
Jiarou stood up at this moment, and she shouted loudly: "No one knows what happened before, and you are just making up for it."
She didn't know where she was now. This immortal in the pot must be not as simple as a cultivator.
The immortal in the pot said lightly: "The energy leads to Qian, and the strength is on Kun, and the mountains and rivers are still there. The sacrificial world is born. The dragon emperor integrates all the religions and does not take the root of heaven and earth."
Jiarou was shocked.
"The preface of "Dragon Emperor's Decision"! How did you know?" Jiarou's breathing was a little rapid.
You should know that only the royal family members can practice "Dragon Emperor's Lecture" and even she learned it secretly.
But this person actually memorized the preface so easily.
The immortal in the pot said calmly: "The Hidden Dragon Chronicle was also established more than 8,000 years ago. How do you think the "Dragon Emperor's Art" was created by your royal family?
Jia Rouqing couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his heart was shocked.
Could it be...
Who is this person?
Too scary.
What happened more than 8,000 years ago!
Di Linglong couldn't help but look at the immortal in the pot carefully, and said in a deep voice with his sword: "Immortal in the pot? Pretend to be a god and a ghost, and make a white mist to block her. What's there to dare not show her true face?"
The fairy in the pot did not answer. The red dog at his feet jumped up angrily, grinned at Di Linglong, and yelled.
Of course, Di Linglong ignored the provocation of a dog and continued: "Seeing this, you have lived for more than 8,000 years? Is the establishment of the Demon Abyss related to you?"
The immortal in the pot looked at Di Linglong. Although his true face was covered, Di Linglong felt inexplicably seen through.
The terrible existence sealed in his body became restless at this moment.
"Long time no see, I thought you died eight thousand years ago." The immortal in the pot suddenly said.
Di Linglong frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking to you." said the immortal in the pot.
A chill inexplicably appeared in Di Linglong's heart. This was the first time she had this feeling since she became famous. This person was actually talking to the monster sealed in her body?
The few words that the immortal in the pot said were greatly shocked by Di Linglong and the other two.
And what about Rosen.
Luo Sen quietly hid behind Di Linglong.
Because when the immortal in the pot appeared in front of him, Luo Sen felt a palpitation. The demon-refining pot connected to his mind seemed to be constantly emitting desire emotions like life.
The Demon Refining Pot was eager to reorganize the immortals in the pot into one.
Luo Sen tried his best to suppress the breath of the demon refining pot.
Because it's not yet time.
"Hmph." Di Linglong snorted coldly.
A terrible aura emanated from a bang.
She is not a weak woman. She is the leader of the Dragon Slaying Army and one of the top strong men on the mainland. The mountain of corpses and blood cannot make her timid, let alone a mere immortal in a pot.
"No matter what monster you are, you can only live for a long time." Di Linglong was as powerful as a rainbow and his sword energy was scattered: "The language offensive does not work for me. Since you don't want to say it, I will capture you first.
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boom.
Just waves of air swept through.
The dazzling and vast sword energy actually made the immortal in the pot take a step back involuntarily.
"Hahaha, it seems that his strength is not very good." Di Linglong drew his sword and stood up, unparalleled and invincible, with an invincible attitude of looking down on the world.
The terrifying Gengjin sword energy seemed to wove into a huge net.
That's true.
Although the immortal in the pot has magical means.
But this does not mean that he is very strong. On the contrary, his strength has almost not changed since his birth.
Di Linglong is one of the top strong people in the world, and there are very few people who can compete with it.
After all, the immortal in the pot is just a spirit of the weapon.
But the fairy in the pot was not at all panicked, because the red dog at his feet suddenly jumped out, roared to the sky, and his body quickly raised.
This beast is huge, red all over, as tall as a giant peak, with a ferocious appearance. It roars at the sky, and its sound is like thunder. The roar can cause the wind and clouds to change color, and the sun and the moon to lose light.
Diamond-level spirit of the Confession - Wangtian.
It is said that Jane is an ancient divine beast with absolute imperial power and even the only top monster that can suppress the real dragon in terms of strength.
But the selves are dead.
It is said that after the death of the celestial soul, one part condensed into the sky, one part became the zombie king, and one part disappeared.
Wangtianhu and Zombie King Drought, both of which are the top diamond-level spirits, and their original power is infinitely close to the emperor level.
Who would have thought that a red dog at the feet of the fairy in the pot would have such a big background.
It turned out to be the Sky-Wangling Bar.
Di Linglong was not afraid and spoke out domineeringly: "So what if I look at the sky, I have no courage in the world, and I can't do it, let alone you."