The vague group of people sneered. Even an ant from the lower world was worthy of asking his name.
Bingfeng couldn't see through the hazy halo, so he said solemnly, hiding the head and showing the tail, it could be something good.
Little Lingxi's spiritual vision broke through the illusion, but through the hazy halo, she vaguely saw a...
A piece of carrot essence?
Little Lingxi didn't know much and didn't have much inherited memory, so she couldn't tell what it was for a while.
"Carrot spirit?" An Qingli stared at the person in front of him, but he secretly thought about it. He asked Xiao Lingxi carefully, and found a thick stone book in the sea, but he started to flip through it quietly.
Little Lingxi transformed into a human form in the Mustard Seed space, took a pen and paper, and lay on the ground talking and drawing.
Speak in detail and draw carefully.
The carrot spirit that is surrounded by spiritual light, and is still covered in bruises, should be thanked by the Moon Emperor and the turbulent flow of space.
The man who looked like a carrot spirit carefully looked at An Qingli through the halo.
It was this woman with phoenix feathers who disturbed his purity and ruined his good deeds.
Sure enough, he has some luck.
"Who are you?" the man asked the woman in front of him.
"An Qingli." The woman in front of her asked the person in front of her, "Who are you?"
"The founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty." The man laughed loudly, looking at the unknown An Qingli as if looking at a dead man.
Your surname is An?
An unknown person with no background.
"What about other than that?" An Qingli asked again.
The man clicked his tongue and smiled: "Why should a dead person know?"
But An Qingli was bold and continued to ask: "Are you from the upper realm or the lower realm? Don't you dare to tell me this?"
The man smiled again and answered the question inappropriately: "Your space magic weapon is pretty good."
An Qingli was startled. Sure enough, this creature from the upper realm had extraordinary eyesight.
The man looked at An Qingli and continued with a smile: "The fire in your Dantian is not bad either."
An Qingli's expression changed slightly, this man was attacking his heart.
The man smiled and continued: "You know the symbiosis divine plant in the sea is not bad, but it's a pity that it only reaches the ninth level."
An Qingli's face darkened.
The man laughed, as if he enjoyed defeating his opponent bit by bit, so he added: "Your blue phoenix is not bad, but it's a pity that it's not even the seventh level."
An Qingli frowned and said, "Can you perceive everything in the tomb of the First Emperor with your spiritual consciousness?"
"Of course." The man did not deny it, and his tone became more relaxed, "That is my territory after all. I know your trump cards very well."
At this point, the man was ready to admire his opponent's frightened expression.
However, An Qingli just lowered his eyebrows, then raised the corners of his lips, slowly raised his head, and said seriously: "I know you too."
"Oh, tell me." The man raised his sleeves to relax.
An Qingli said: "You must have something to do with the upper realm. You should have violated the rules of the upper realm and secretly descended to earth to disturb the people of the lower realm."
"You continue." The man didn't take it seriously.
The coffin with the immortal talismans burned into it, and its strength that could rival the Moon Emperor, are enough to make people think that it came from the upper realm.
This association and speculation is not surprising.
An Qingli raised his long eyebrows and continued: "You are not a human being."
"Huh?" The man was surprised, but his tone was calm and he said casually, "You continue."
It's normal not to be regarded as a human being, but perhaps as a zombie ancestor with spiritual intelligence.
An Qingli smiled and suddenly said in a deep voice: "You are nothing, you are just an immortal from the upper world. You have spent tens of thousands of years cultivating an immortal root in the lower world."
"Hmm?!" The man finally lost his composure and gritted his teeth, "You know too much! What is your origin!"
An Qingli stretched out his hand and pointed upward: "There is someone above me."
The man looked up in shock and saw that there was no one there in the hazy sky filled with smoke and dust.
An Qingli looked stern, and suddenly, as if he was possessed by something, he followed the words of the Haotian Stone Book and said coldly word for word: "You violated the rules of heaven for your own benefit, and gathered the spiritual energy of the lower world for you alone."
Cultivate the immortal roots and cut the immortal platform to save your life!"
"Death...death the Sendai?" The man was completely distraught, clenched his fist and roared, "Who the hell are you?!"
An Qingli didn't answer, but said coldly: "Fallen Immortal, why don't you kill yourself to apologize?"
You really should commit suicide and apologize.
An immortal in the upper realm with a little bit of moral integrity can cut off countless people's path to ascension for the sake of his own selfish interests.
Perhaps those immortals look at these mortals in the lower world, just like these mortals in the lower world look at the ants in the anthill.
What does the life and death, struggle and pain of the ants have to do with them who are above them?
Hiding in the turbulent flow of space, through the turbulent flow of space, he consumes the spiritual energy of the world of Wancheng Kingdom day and night. With the help of secret methods, he converts the spiritual power into immortal energy and cultivates immortal roots for his own use.
However, Wan Chengguo's spiritual energy was consumed violently, and he went to seize the spiritual energy and luck of Bianlan Realm, leaving Bianlan Realm with no hope of ascending and falling into a desperate situation.
"Suicide?"
The aura surrounding the woman in front of him was overwhelming. After the man was upset, he tried his best to calm down: "I have worked hard for 50,000 years, and you want me to kill myself? It's up to you to pretend to be a god or a ghost!"
"It's up to me!" An Qingli took the initiative to take a step forward.
The steps were not big, but they carried an indescribable invisible pressure.
The man who was originally aloof and decisive in killing was now confused and took half a step back because he was concerned about the identity behind An Qingli.
"Just you?" The man looked at An Qingli again, with a cruel look in his eyes, and suddenly took the initiative to attack An Qingli.
Even the fourth-level Immortal Moon Emperor and a piece of sacred tree were no match for him, let alone An Qingli, who was in the late Mahayana stage.
That An Qingli is just a puppet possessed by a ray of soul from the immortal from the upper world!
Fight him!
Simply overestimating one's capabilities.
The man, who looked like a swimming dragon, fiercely attacked An Qingli, hoping to kill him with one blow.
That speed is the speed of an immortal from the upper realm.
In the small Mahayana period, I'm afraid I won't even have time to react.
Sure enough, An Qingli didn't hide, didn't move at all, and even had a smile in his eyes.
Perhaps he deliberately provoked the man just now, just waiting for the man to attack him.
The man was startled and subconsciously realized something was wrong.
Why is it so fearless?
However, the speed of his attack was extremely fast, and it was a little too late to take back the offensive.
"Oh!"
It was vaguely the laughter of an old man.
An Qingli stood still, and aqua blue phoenix feathers immediately wrapped around his body.
The man's blurry halo has come to his eyes.
The next moment, a small and thick stone book suddenly appeared in An Qingli's palm. As soon as the pages of the stone book were turned, a soft light appeared.
The man was horrified and turned around trying to get away.
However, the Haotian Stone Book was of extremely high quality and could even escape the man's prying eyes, but it was not that easy to escape.
What's more, as soon as this man was consumed by the Moon Emperor and Turbulence, most of his combat power was reduced.
In order not to attract the attention of the upper world, the Haotian Stone Book deliberately restrained part of its power and instantly absorbed the man into the world of the book.
"The book has its own beauty, such as jade, and the book has its own fairies and ghosts."