This is a teahouse, and there are many banished immortals inside.
In the backyard of the teahouse, there was a handyman, a young girl, with a slightly gray face, holding a rough ax to chop firewood.
"Lingluo, there are not enough people in front, please go and take over!"
A person who looked like a steward came over, frowned and said to the girl.
The girl quickly stood up, wiped the charcoal dust on her face, and said happily: "I understand, Ayama, come up."
In the teahouse, an old man stood with his beard in his hand, holding a standing stone in his hand, shaking his head.
"But it is said that on that day, the ancient creatures were ferocious and attacked the Qing Emperor, and the Qing Emperor fell into the mortal world in one day!"
"The five great emperors were all angry. A total of thirty-three immortal kings, including the Immortal King Haotian and the Immortal King Red, rushed into the two states of Changsheng and Buried Emperors. In the vast chaos, the avenue was tumbling, like thousands of real
The dragon roars, alarming the five states in the immortal world!"
"Do you know how many ancient creatures there were!?"
In the tea house, many creatures had rays of light in their eyes. The Immortal King, the highest realm of the Immortal Realm, and the thirty-three Immortal Kings rushed into the chaos. What a terrifying scene it was.
Even if they exhaust their imagination, they may not be able to imagine such an earth-shattering battle.
"Old Yutou, don't be too pretentious. Tell me, how many ancient creatures were there!?"
Someone shouted loudly, knocking the tea over.
The old man looked at the many creatures with a smile, holding his beard and smiling, "You can't guess that the ancient immortal king, who existed in so many epochs, was born with a total of three thousand. In the chaos, there are even more recent ones.
Two thousand Immortal Kings are ambushing us!"
"Haotian Immortal King and others rushed into the chaos and immediately realized that they were being tricked. Unfortunately, it was too late to retreat!"
There was an uproar in the teahouse. Three thousand Immortal Kings, what a number.
"And this is just a part of the ancient immortal kings. It is said that there were a million immortal kings in the seven forbidden areas where the five states of the immortal world once existed!"
"One million Immortal Kings, even one Immortal Art per person is enough to sink the Five Continents into the Sea of Immortals." The old man's words once again made the creatures in the teahouse feel suffocated.
Millions of Immortal Kings!?
Most of them are true immortals and golden immortals, and there are not even a few from Hunyuan.
Many of them had only heard about the struggle four hundred years ago.
Hearing the old man's words, everyone was shocked to the extreme.
"According to what you said, millions of immortal kings in ancient times, not to mention the Qing Emperor, were seriously injured and fell into the mortal world. Even if the Qing Emperor is still there, how can they compete?"
Some people are full of disbelief. There are only so many immortal kings in the world. The five emperors and the five immortal states add up to only a few dozen.
That's a gap of nearly tens of thousands of times, how can we compete?
The old man smiled, pretending to be inscrutable, "Of course I can compete!"
"Most of you juniors have ascended here, so how can you know the horrors of this world!"
"Not to mention the millions of immortal kings in ancient times, even if they were doubled again, how could they defeat the current generation?"
This sentence made those creatures stunned. This tone was so crazy.
Even if the gap is tens of thousands of times, you can't beat the current world, and if it's doubled, you can't beat it?
"Old Yutou, let me tell you, there are only a few ancient immortal kings, and you are exaggerating here!" Daluo Jinxian smiled and said, "The immortal kings are so noble. If millions of immortal kings take action, the entire immortal world will no longer be the same.
There are only so many Immortal Kings in this world."
"Even in the Golden Immortal Realm, I have never heard of anyone who can block millions of immortals in the same realm by one person!"
The old man looked at the middle-aged golden immortal who spoke out, and the smile on his face became stronger.
His old eyes were bright and wanton, "Boy, don't use your vulgar views to view the mountains and rivers of the immortal world."
"What did you say?" The golden immortal was dissatisfied, with a trace of anger in his eyes.
But the old man said nonchalantly: "Have you ever heard of immortality?"
Immortality!?
Many of the creatures present were at a loss, and some seemed to have heard it and were thoughtful.
At this moment, the old man struck a stone in his hand and said, "Let's go away today, why don't you listen to the decomposition next time."
"One man killed all the ancients and slaughtered millions of immortal kings in white clothes!"
The old man laughed and left immediately.
"Lao Yutou, you're here again, and the critical moment is gone again!"
"When will the Qing Emperor return to the immortal world, who else can kill all the ancients?"
"Lao Yutou, I have immortal coins here, please tell me the rest quickly!"
The entire teahouse suddenly became noisy.
Lingluo, who had changed into a handyman uniform, also had her eyes lit up after hearing this.
There were millions of immortal kings in the past, and there was a battle between the immortal kings, and one person killed them all in the past. What a deed this was, it made her yearn for it.
However, the light in Lingluo's eyes soon dimmed.
She is just a handyman orphan who barely survives in the mortal realm. How can she admire the appearance of the Immortal King?
"Old guy, you said that he killed Qiangu alone. Let me ask you, was Qiangu really wrong?" Suddenly a cold voice sounded, and a figure in a bamboo hat looked at the old man.
The old man was slightly startled. He turned his head and looked at the figure under the bamboo hat.
"Your Excellency, Old Yutou only tells stories, no matter the merits or demerits!" The old man seemed to realize that the figure under the bamboo hat was difficult to deal with, and said with a faint smile.
"Humph, tell a story?" The teacup in the hand of the figure under the bamboo hat shattered into pieces with a bang, "The ancient emperors also fought for the immortal world and for future generations. Did they ever make mistakes and deserve to be slaughtered?"
"What a joke, one person can kill all the past? Your name next time shouldn't be like that!"
"He is killing the ancestors. One person deceives the master and destroys the ancestors, and the other person cuts the path of future generations!"
The figure in the bamboo hat slowly rose up, but his words made the old man's expression change.
"Your Majesty, be careful. If these words get out, no one can save you!" The old man's expression suddenly became indifferent, and he glanced at the figure in the bamboo hat.
"Why, that being who thinks he is supreme and plays with the world of immortality in applause dares to do anything. Is it possible that he dares not let others say he has not done it?"
"He killed all the ancient beings, deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors. He disrupted the fairy world, causing the destruction of many living beings and even the extinction of many species. He single-handedly destroyed the inheritance, so that no one in this world dares to call himself a saint, and no one dares to call himself a great emperor. After his death,
Those lackeys can block it for a while, but they can't block the long mouth of this world!"
"He can kill all the people in the world, but he can't burn all the books in the world, can't destroy the merits of the past, and can't cover up the sins of his hands!"
The words of the figure under the bamboo hat caused silence in the entire teahouse.
Many living beings didn't know why, and some people who knew who the bamboo hat belonged to turned pale.
The figure in the bamboo hat slowly rose up. He snorted with disdain and was about to get up and leave.
At this moment, a faint voice sounded.
"You haven't paid for your tea yet!"
A palm gently fell on the shoulder of the man in the bamboo hat. The man in the bamboo hat turned his head and saw a calm face, with black hair scattered and dressed in white clothes.
The pair of black pupils looked at him quietly.
In an instant, the figure in the bamboo hat trembled, and immediately, his body seemed to collapse, like a puddle of mud.
He looked at that figure. He had been angry for the past and had hated one person for a long time. But when he saw the person in front of him, there was only fear on his face and in his heart.