Everyone's eyes were shocked one by one, and they turned their heads to look.
It was an old man dressed in clean and simple cloth clothes. The old man had long white hair tied up in a bun, and his face was tender and tender. He looked very old, but his temperament was extremely energetic.
Yi Hua.
Yi Wen Dou.
Cangjing Mountain.
As well as Lu Zhong, Qiu Yiren and other immortal emperors, they all raised their brows when they saw the old man's figure.
"Immortal Emperor Mochuan!"
Yi Hua said slowly with some indescribable complex emotions in his voice.
"Xiao Yihua, you are very promising. You can actually join the Hanmei Tribe and the Jiuhuo Tribe to attack your friends?"
The old man looked at Immortal Emperor Yi Hua with a smile, his brows and eyes filled with indifference.
Yi Hua hummed: "Everyone has his or her own choice. This is my, Yi Hua's, choice!"
"Okay, then tell me, what did the Jionghuo Tribe and the Hanmei Tribe promise you?"
Immortal Emperor Mo Chuan said in a cold voice.
Yi Hua looked at Mo Chuan and said in a cold voice: "You don't have to know what you promised me!"
"Mo Chuan, you are also the oldest Immortal Emperor in the Sanqing Immortal Domain!"
"For so many years, you have been hiding from the world and not participating in foreign affairs. Why do you need to get involved in today's affairs?
It’s not worth losing your life for no reason!”
Mo Chuan looked at Immortal Emperor Yi Hua and sneered: "Whatever I want to do depends on my mood. If I live in seclusion, it depends on my mood. If I live in the world, it depends on my mood. Can you care about that?"
"Lost his life for no reason?
Do you, Yi Hua, really think that you are someone?"
Mo Chuan sneered, gently raised the palm of his hand behind his back, and moved it down in front of him.
The palm print was shot, and it instantly became hundreds of feet tall, heading straight towards Yi Hua.
Immortal Emperor Yi Hua also greeted him with a palm, patting him in front of him.
Boom... In an instant, there was an ear-splitting roar in the sky and the earth. Yi Hua's figure retreated hundreds of feet, his face turned pale, and the aura in his body surged. It took a while before he calmed down.
"Do you really think you are a person?"
Mo Chuan said contemptuously: "When I became emperor, you were just a yellow-haired boy. Not to mention you, even Qingtian had to respectfully call me Uncle Chuan when he saw me. Are you considered a fool?"
Immortal Emperor Mo Chuan! In the Sanqing Immortal Realm, he is an ancient figure who has been accomplished for hundreds of thousands of years.
After this Immortal Emperor reached the Immortal Emperor Realm, he tried to attack the Immortal Lord Realm again and again, but failed again and again.
Later, he simply gave up any hope of going further and started practicing the Immortal Formation from scratch.
But who would have thought that this old man has really accomplished it! In the formation process, he started from scratch and improved step by step, until now, he has become a true emperor formation master! This kind of thing has happened in the Sanqing Immortal Domain for millions of years
, the only one.
Many of the younger generation present have never heard of the reputation of Immortal Emperor Mo Chuan, but many people of the older generation know about it.
Because, when these older generations were young, Immortal Emperor Mo Chuan was really majestic in the Sanqing Immortal Domain.
However, in the past tens of thousands of years, Immortal Emperor Mo Chuan has been hiding from the world, and fewer and fewer people know him.
Yi Hua's face was gloomy.
On the other side, the owner of the Shangqing Tower, Yiwen Dou, smiled and said: "Senior Mo Chuan, there is really no need for you to wade into the muddy waters. Our Sanqing Immortal Domain will not be affected by the appearance of the Hanmei Tribe and the Jiuhuo Tribe.
Change nothing."
"Since ancient times, the change of the sun and the moon has been a normal thing. The three giants are gone, and the Hanmei tribe and the Jiuhuo tribe are rising. This is also the trend of development..." "Fuck your mother!"
Before Yi Wendou finished speaking, Master Mo Chuan directly scolded: "Can it be the same?"
"In this vast fairyland, all races coexist, whether human race or beast race, we are all indigenous creatures living in the fairyland."
"But they are outsiders, and they want to kill us all!"
As soon as these words came out, Yi Wendou raised his eyebrows and said: "Senior Mo Chuan, the Jionghuo tribe and the Hanmei tribe do not intend to do anything to our fairyland..." "Can you guarantee it?"
What guarantee do you have?"
Mo Chuan said directly: "You, a little immortal emperor, can guarantee that these ambitious guys will not do anything to the Sanqing Immortal Domain?"
"Made, the more you talk, the angrier you get!"
Mo Chuan scolded: "I'm too lazy to keep nagging you endlessly. Come on, at least five Immortal Emperors, if one is missing, I guarantee that they will all die!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Yi Wendou, Yi Hua, Han Lubai, Jiong Yangze and others all darkened.
Mo Chuan is too crazy.
Although, he does have crazy capital.
But now... "Hey, hey, old man Mo Chuan said it well. I like to hear it."
A strange laughter suddenly sounded.
"Yi Hua, Yi Wendou, Cang Jingshan, you three have all cultivated to become Immortal Emperors, but why are your brains stupider than pig brains?"
The sound rang out, and in the diagonal direction, a figure stepped forward on the ground.
Every time he took a step, he seemed to have crossed several miles, and he soon appeared in everyone's sight.
"Sikong Ke!"
Seeing the person coming, Yi Hua said with a cold face: "Are you coming to join in the fun?"
Sikong Ke! A strange person in the Sanqing Immortal Domain. This person has always been elusive and rarely appears in public view.
And his puppetry skills are so superb and astonishing.
And...he himself is a genuine Immortal Emperor.
You can imagine how powerful a puppet master at the Immortal Emperor level is! "Why can't I come?"
Sikong Ke looked at Yi Hua and couldn't help but smile: "Is this Sanqing Immortal Realm run by your family?"
Yi Hua's face darkened and he hummed: "Don't make the mistake of yourself. If you die here, you will lose everything."
"threaten me?"
Sikong Ke sneered: "Believe it or not, I rushed in front of you and blew myself up. You died, but I am still alive and well?"
As soon as these words came out, Yi Hua stepped back.
This Sikong Ke, who is proficient in puppetry, doesn’t even know if the one who arrived this time is his real body! No! To be precise, it is definitely not his real body. This guy’s real body is hidden somewhere! “Well, I’m pretty sure
If you want to see Sikong Ke explode himself, it must be pretty cool when it explodes, right?"
A voice sounded.
Boom! Boom! The dull sound of the earth shaking resounded.
A figure stepped on the ground, and it seemed that it was very simple to walk out step by step, but when the soles of its feet stepped on the ground, the whole earth roared, as if the heaven and earth were thundering.
"Fan Bin!"
Cang Jingshan looked at it at this time and his eyes were startled.
"Immortal Emperor Fan Bin?"
Many people around were looking at the burly figure, more than two meters tall, with horrified eyes.
"Hey, it's me."
Immortal Emperor Fan Bin scratched his head and said with a smile: "I don't like to make trouble for so many years. What do the Jionghuo Clan and the Hanmei Clan want to do? I wonder if there are three giants in charge, and I don't need me. Now it seems that within the three giants, there is a lot of trouble.
It also damaged some of the foundations.”
He looked honest and honest, like a very strong farmer, standing there and talking with a smile.
But none of the Immortal Emperors present dared to underestimate this person.