With the opening of the 'Graveyard of Gods and Demons', strong men from the eighth and seventh heavens rushed there one after another. The strong men who were rarely seen in the past have almost become cabbage.
Standing on the ground and looking up at the sky, you can often see powerful men above the Immortal King realm crossing the sky and flying toward the ends of the sky.
Provoked the envy of countless creatures.
"There are many strong people!"
Two days later, Qin Wudao came to the space vortex of the Gods and Demons Cemetery. He looked around and saw strong men everywhere. He couldn't help but sigh.
Within a thousand miles, there are at least hundreds of Immortal Kings and several Immortal Emperors.
This is not surprising. Those who can go to the cemetery of gods and demons are the top one thousand forces. They have a long tradition. Who doesn't have an Immortal Emperor sitting in charge?
Tianjiao is the future of the race.
Therefore, the strong men of all races dispatched the strong men of the Immortal Emperor to protect the road to avoid danger on the way.
The strong man's breath explodes.
As a result, the vast starry sky is divided into hundreds of regions.
In the center of each area, there is a strong man sitting cross-legged, with fairy light lingering and a mountain-like momentum, forming a square area.
The strong ones in the outer area are obviously weaker than those in the inner area.
Qin Wudao led everyone through various realms, attracting the attention of many powerful people.
Many neutral ethnic groups, after seeing that it was the human race, ignored it and acquiesced that it passed.
Some ethnic groups that had issues with the human race looked at them with cold eyes, and even blocked the area to prevent them from passing through. However, these people were suppressed by the ruthless emperor, spitting blood at the mouth, and suffered heavy injuries.
After the ruthless emperor took action, the remaining ethnic groups became more obedient.
An immortal emperor.
Enough to crush most ethnic groups.
Only the top fifty ethnic groups have Immortal Emperor Warriors in charge.
Half an hour later.
Qin Wudao came outside the space vortex.
In an area that is thousands of miles long, there are only the top ten ethnic geniuses.
"Okay, I have escorted you to your destination. You can only rely on yourself for the rest of the journey!"
The ruthless emperor stopped and said calmly.
As the words fell, his body gradually faded and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a solemn voice that rang in Qin Wudao's ears: "Be careful of the emperor of all races in the world, he has broken through the Great Luo Jin Fairyland!"
Daluo Jinxian!
Qin Wudao's eyes narrowed and he was severely shocked.
If I remember correctly, less than forty years have passed since the birth of the emperor of all races in the world, and he has actually broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal?
It’s too scary!
"As expected of the 'Chaos God and Demon'!"
Subconsciously, Qin Wudao looked at the camps of all the nations in the world.
Three thousand miles away, there is a monster cloud, more than a hundred miles in size, with a total of 1,400 energetic geniuses standing there. The monster energy surges, and the terrifying aura flows, shaking the heaven and earth.
Among the crowd, stood a young man in golden robes, with a blurred face, lingering in the power of chaos, and a terrifying aura that suppressed the void.
As if he were the master of heaven and earth.
As if aware of Qin Wudao's gaze, the young man in golden robe looked up.
The two made eye contact, and their fighting spirit aroused, causing the starry sky to distort and make a 'clicking' sound, as if it would collapse at any time.
After a few breaths, both parties looked away at the same time.
"As expected of our clan!"
Emperor Tianwu said to himself, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he sneered again and again.
He admitted that Qin Wudao was indeed powerful and qualified to be his opponent, but that was all and could not make him fearful.
Immediately, he closed his eyes slightly and forgot about Qin Wudao. There was no need to pay too much attention to a dying man.
"What a terrifying strength!"
Qin Wudao murmured, with the same cold murderous intent in his eyes.
Emperor Tianwu wanted to kill him.
Why isn't he like this?
A genius with the qualifications of a 'Chaos God and Demon' is too great a threat to the human race and must be eradicated as soon as possible.
Lu Bu, Xiang Yu, Zhao Yun and others were also looking at the geniuses around them, their eyes were shining, their fighting spirit was overwhelming, and their blood was boiling. They wanted to have a hearty battle with the geniuses present.
"Is this person the human race's 'Ziwei Emperor Star'?"
Further away, in the saint camp.
A talented man with fairy light and watery eyes was looking at Qin Wudao with a superior gaze.
Eyes like swords.
I want to see through Qin Wudao!
He is the Holy Son of the Holy Clan, Holy Taixu!
"So many strong men!"
"I like!"
In a certain station with fighting spirit rising to the sky, a young man from the War Clan with a burly body, a mysterious stick in his hand, and muscles as strong as a dragon looked directly at Qin Wudao, his eyes burning, and he swallowed hard. People who didn't know it thought that
He is looking at a stunning beauty.
This person is the young patriarch of the Zhan clan, named Zhan Huanggu.
A young man who loves fighting and worships the strong.
Apart from practicing and fighting, he has no interest in anything in the world.
"His Majesty!"
At this time, Luo Yan came forward with Gan Qian and Gan Kun and bowed respectfully.
When they met this time, the eyes of the three of them were filled with respect.
This ray of respect was not a perfunctory sign of having just surrendered to the Qin Dynasty, but came from the heart. It was obvious that the battle thirty years ago had conquered the three of them.
"Please get up!"
Qin Wudao raised his hand and looked at the three of them carefully. Although he had not broken through the Great Luo Jin Fairyland, his aura was much more powerful than thirty years ago.
This was also what he expected.
Daluo Jinxian is the most important hurdle in the cultivation career.
Crossing this hurdle is like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate!
But only a handful of creatures can successfully break through, while the vast majority of geniuses have to struggle for a long time.
Luo Yan and the others stood up and walked into the ranks of the Qin officials.
However, after standing in the team, Luo Yan's eyes were attracted by one person again, that was Zhang Sanfeng.
"What a terrifying power of destiny!"
Luo Yan's eyes narrowed, and the majestic power of destiny surged. At the same time, he pinched his fingers to deduce Zhang Sanfeng's origin.
"Little girl, it's not a good habit to pry into other people's secrets without permission!"
Zhang Sanfeng, who was standing at the front, seemed to sense something and quietly appeared behind Luo Yan and said calmly.
A majestic and extremely powerful force of destiny erupted from his body, dissipating the force of destiny mobilized by Luo Yan, sealing off the sky and earth in this area, preventing anyone from discovering him.
"What?"
Luo Yan was secretly surprised, she was discovered?
She rubbed her eyes, looked at the white-haired Taoist in front of her, and then at Zhang Sanfeng behind her, with an incredulous expression.
The true form of destiny!
The method of a seventh-level destiny master is to use the power of destiny to create a physical body to resist the backlash of Tao.
Exercising the magical power of destiny for divination, fortune telling, etc. is considered an act against heaven. Although it is not as serious as an act against heaven, if it is used too much, it will have backlash.
In order to avoid the backlash, the destiny master thought of gathering clones to specifically resist disasters and reduce their own damage.
This method really worked!
But in order to condense the true form of destiny, one must at least be a seventh-level destiny master!
"you"
Luo Yan's voice stuttered a bit when she spoke.
The slovenly old Taoist in front of me is actually a high-level destiny master?
"Eighth-level destiny master, Zhang Sanfeng!"
"Are you interested in practicing Taoism and learning Taoism from Pindao?"
Zhang Sanfeng preached.
Luo Yan, who was already shocked, heard this, his eyes widened, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Eighth level destiny master!
"Don't rush to answer. Wait until the cemetery of gods and demons is over before giving Pindao an answer!"
Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile and returned to himself.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Gan Gan noticed the change in Luo Yan's face and asked curiously.
"It's okay!"
Luo Yan shook her head without explaining. When she looked up at Zhang Sanfeng again, she showed something strange.