In this world, Zhang Wu has only seen one powerful man who can cross the air two or three feet above the ground, and that is himself.
Now, a second one appeared.
The five-colored halo hanging high in the night sky, shrouded in the old figure in white clothes, slowly flying from the end of the world, like an old immortal ascending, free and floating, with the supreme temperament that transcends all things.
However, no one in this world can truly fly in the sky.
I was exhausted in one go and still wanted to land.
Jiang Mingting, who had white hair and beard, gently tapped the protruding rocks on the isolated island with his toes, and flew up again. He was like a god descending to earth floating in the air, slowly landing beside Jiang Zangjing, stepping on the lake water without entering, always leaving the ground
Half an inch.
"Disciple, come to the sect leader!"
The uniform shouts resounded across the world, shocking the clouds in the sky.
A dark and heavy dark cloud floated from afar, wrapped in thunder and lightning, covering the bright moon in the night sky, as if the moonlight was ashamed of itself and was ashamed to steal Jiang Mingting's limelight.
"Father."
Jiang Zangjing bowed and bowed, his face was complicated, and he felt a faint anger in his heart that he had nowhere to vent.
This farce could be stopped by one sentence, but it turned into a fate of dying together.
Jiang Tianhe had his last breath, but the fire of life was burning out, and even the gods on earth could not be saved. At most, they would have to be buried in the loess for another two years.
It would be fine if someone else had a conflict.
But they are both.
One is your own grandson, eldest grandson, and an unreproachable heir whom everyone hopes for.
Even my second uncle, after his death, was willing to give way to him as the sect leader.
The other is your favorite young son, the martial arts guardian, who is powerful inside and outside.
Jiang Wanggu came out of the country and spread trouble, causing trouble, and even let your father wipe his butt so many times, he was not willing to scold him.
How can you watch them fight to the death now and show your face like a hindsight?
Jiang Zangjing felt sad.
Is immortality that important?
How cold and crazy is to ignore blood and family affection and use your descendants as bait just to lure out the person who is "suspected to be immortal". How cold and crazy is it to achieve this?
For the sake of immortality, the fourth brother refines the red pill, destroys human nature, loses ethics, and has a son... and a father.
Jiang Zangjing really wanted to question his father loudly, why did he do this?
But at this moment, the enemy was in front of the enemy, and the fourth brother's body was not cold, and the enemy who assassinated him had not been caught. It was not the time when the father and son had a gap.
Jiang Mingting’s half-step god on earth can shake the celestial phenomena and see through all things. He is only half a foot apart, so how can he not feel any emotion about what his son thinks?
However, he didn't care.
If I live forever, I will never die for thousands of years, and I will have countless descendants and a whole family of generations.
If I die of old age in more than twenty years, I will not be able to transcend myself, so how can I care about the harmony of my descendants, rise, decline, honor and disgrace?
I live, and everything is there!
I die and everything will stop.
Jiang Mingting stood upright, staring at the lake water under his feet, and said kindly:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, don't dive again. There is no exit at the bottom of the lake, nor underground rivers. Instead, there is a Jiulong frozen pattern arranged by the old Taoist, which condenses the power of heaven and earth. Even the water at the bottom of the lake can freeze. If you dive again, the cold air of heaven and earth will be in full swing.
Invade the bone marrow, even if you are about to cultivate into the realm of a land god and immortal, you will have great trouble if you have a pure yang body."
At the vast bottom of the lake, the dense ice cones are filled with ice cones, making people feel as if they are in an frozen world, with a bit of coldness.
In addition, Jiang Mingting's voice echoed in his heart, Zhang Wu, whose cheeks were swollen, felt chill.
"I'm careless."
This is the land of the Qingxu Sect. It has been managed for thousands of years and has been a land god from generation to generation. I don’t know how many methods of deployment are used. I took action rashly and took destruction.
However, it is impossible to surrender.
General Zhang Wu moved his energy inside his feet, kicked hard, shot out like a cannonball, and swam into the distance.
However, the next moment.
"Boom--!"
The Qingxu Lake, ten feet deep, suddenly rioted, and a huge tornado wave of a violent and unrestrained tornado rose from the bottom of the lake, dragging Zhang Wu into it, allowing him to use his magical skills to protect his body, his muscles bulge like steel, and his majestic and magnificent body was like
The demons could not resist the huge waves.
As Jiang Mingting held his right hand upwards, the lake was filled with two rivers, revealing a tornado water column that was rising up to three feet high, and Zhang Wu who was struggling in the water column.
Such a terrible and unreasonable scene made everyone watching the game exclaim, and they could hardly believe their eyes.
Even Ji Mochou was shocked.
This is not martial arts.
But Tianwei!
In the water column, Zhang Wu's eyes were filled with stars, his blood was churning, and the crazy water flow wrapped around him, making him completely unable to control himself.
Until Jiang Mingting Xutuo's right hand flipped and pressed down, the tornado water column collapsed and fell, and the separated lake water was filled, leaving only the puppet-like Zhang Wu kneeling on the lake surface, as if he was stationary and unable to move.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, why bother to come?"
Jiang Mingting sighed:
"The old Taoist just wants to invite you to go back to the sect to have a hot tea."
Seeing Zhang Wu being captured, Ji Mochou was shocked and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
She is one of the few people in the world who know Zhang Wu very little.
Others have no idea about Zhang Wu’s background, but Ji Mochou understands that this guy is definitely a land god.
And it is extremely powerful, mysterious, low-key, and difficult to guess.
This guy is as steady as Lao Gou who has lived for thousands of years. Looking at him during the Dakun period, in the Kui Mo Sect, when he was fighting with Old Demon Chen, he never showed his true strength, let alone fight head-on with others.
, all of them win with wisdom and use external forces such as poison to control the enemy.
As for his own strength, what methods he has, how many magical skills he has practiced, and what level he has reached, only ghosts know.
In the original words of my grandmother, this son can use two parts of his strength to fight against others, which is a great respect.
If you use one more effort, Old Demon Chen will die until he is no longer able to leave the scum. How could he have the chance to confront each other for seven years?
Such a mysterious figure, even if Jiang Mingting is extremely powerful, can surpass the heavens and control matters other than himself with his spirit, it is impossible to easily capture Zhang Wu.
"No, something must have happened."
Ji Mochou's mind was a little confused and he tried hard to think about something wrong.
But not everyone knows Zhang Wu's background. Jiang Mingting smiled kindly. Just use this Zhang Wu to do some experiments and make sure that he can live forever. The plan will be done.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you kill my descendant Jiang Wanggu, but the old Taoist is kind and unwilling to repay the enemy. You submit to me. How about being a disciple?"
“It’s OK to arrive.”
Zhang Wu nodded slowly, with a strange and inexplicable smile on his face.
Jiang Mingting was stunned and felt a warning.
Suddenly he turned his head and looked deep in the Qingxu Sect, and his mind seemed to have crossed the night sky. He saw another Zhang Wu in a trance.