The more colorful spirits in nature, the more powerful they are.
Overlapping and changing every time.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one are extraordinary.
Above the extraordinary, the power is even more powerful.
Purple gold thunder and lightning, thundering winds, all kinds of ice and snow, all kinds of wind and rain swept over, trapping dozens of reincarnated people who wanted to escape, and had to use their souls to resist.
You must know that what they face is not only the power of nature of the 108th layer of colorful spirits, but also the vast and domineering power contained in the bright light of the great sun.
Enveloped by such a powerful double force, dozens of reincarnated people were suppressed as if walking on thin ice, like falling into the deep sea, like falling into an abyss, like falling into countless formation traps, unable to move even an inch.
here.
The young immortal knight stands in the sky, with the bright sun above his head, covered with thousands of feet of sunshine, and one hundred and eight rainbows under his feet. He is very majestic.
"You ignorant piece of trash! Kneel down!"
The Yingnian Immortal Lord, who had his arms folded, suddenly spread his arms and raised his fists. The flames all over him instantly surged. One hundred and eight rainbows bloomed crazily at his feet. The power of nature became even more terrifying. At the same time, the great
The light of the sun rotated, and vast spiritual power exploded.
Boom! Numba!
Bang!
A reincarnated man was crushed on the spot, his mouth and nose spurted blood, and he fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and tenth people, in less than a breath, nearly a hundred reincarnated people were crushed and spurted with blood from their mouths and noses because they could not withstand the double powerful power of the Ying-year-old Immortal Lord.
, and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.
This time.
People who are reincarnated are afraid, completely afraid.
No longer caring about face or dignity, one by one got up and knelt on the ground, paying homage, apologizing, and begging for mercy.
only.
The Yingnian Immortal Lord in the sky had no intention of stopping. Not only that, the one hundred and eight colorful spirits of nature under his feet bloomed more intensely, and the bright sun above his head also rotated more crazily.
"That's enough."
At this time, a dull voice came over, it was Xingyao's voice.
He was still sitting on the chair, sipping the fragrant tea. He was so calm, so calm, and calm from beginning to end, as if nothing in the world could move him.
"Come back."
Xingyao's voice came again, and Yingnian put away his Great Sun Light Dharma Appearance and one hundred and eight major natural colorful spirits, and ducked back to Xingyao's side.
Looking at this scene.
The numerous cultivators who knelt down and worshiped in the densely packed surroundings of the Immortal Realm were all stunned, frightened, frightened, awed, and at the same time in disbelief.
Looking at the unkempt reincarnations who fell to the ground one by one, they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, is this the reincarnation of the great master who achieved enlightenment and became an immortal in his previous life? Even if he is just a fake immortal, he is still an immortal, and he also has the soul of an immortal.
Even if his cultivation is just that of a soul, he still possesses supernatural powers that ordinary people cannot compare to!
When did the power of reincarnation become so weak?
It was so weak that even the primordial spirit was shattered into pieces and disappeared.
He was so weak that he couldn't even resist the power of Lord Xianchao.
The weak ones were beaten to pieces by a single move from Lord Xianchao.
The weak ones all knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy.
Weak?
No.
It's not that those reincarnated people are too weak, it's that the princes of the Immortal Dynasty are too powerful. They are unparalleled in power and can look down on everything, comparable to the legendary God of War.
This makes people feel very uncomfortable. To be precise, they feel very depressed and their hearts are very unbalanced. Especially for those old guys who have practiced for thousands of years and passed through many life spans, they even feel that the law of heaven is unfair.
They are also human beings who have worked hard to cultivate themselves. Every day, for the resources of cultivation, they will be coquettish and flattering, or they will go out to practice, holding their heads and living a day-to-day life of crying. Even so, they still have to worry about whether they will be able to open up the Zi Mansion.
Will it fail? Will it fail when condensing the golden elixir? Will it fail when conceiving the soul? There are also various endless tribulations. Along the way, I have experienced countless lives and deaths, and everyone knows the hardships.
Day after day, year after year, thousands of years have passed, and there is still no end of practice in sight. This is not important. What is important is that the strength of cultivation achieved through thousands of years of hard work is not as good as that of others who have been practicing for just a few decades.
In front of others, let alone resist, you are not qualified to fight back or even stand.
How can they not be depressed? How can they maintain inner balance?
That kind of huge gap is difficult for people to accept, especially when looking at people who have been reincarnated one after another. It feels even worse inside, as if one feels that one's life is dark and there will never be an end to the darkness.
Not to mention that they couldn't accept it, not even the hundreds of Dharma Masters who came with the nine lords of the Immortal Dynasty couldn't accept it.
It's just that they are used to it and are not surprised.
In the sparsely populated frontier area of the Great Northwest, it may be a rare thing for a reincarnated person to be crushed by a noble from the Immortal Dynasty, but in the land of China where there are so many geniuses, this is not a big deal at all, let alone reincarnation.
Reincarnated people are crushed by young people. In the land of China, it is not uncommon for earthly immortals, loose immortals, and even true immortals to be obliterated by young people with a snap of their fingers.
In modern and ancient times, all things have recovered. Not only the rich resources of nature have recovered, but also all kinds of mysterious and great creations have recovered.
In this era where good fortunes are flying all over the sky and geniuses and geniuses are everywhere, the so-called ascetic cultivation is just a joke. In the eyes of those geniuses and geniuses who are full of fortunes, the so-called Dharma Master is even worse than a dog and the so-called reincarnated person.
In their eyes, it's just a little better than a dog. Even an Earth Immortal is just a servant in their eyes.
no way.
This is fate.
Whether you recognize it or not, you have to recognize it.
In this era, if you don't have a strong family background and great fortune, no matter how high your cultivation level is, your life will be worse than that of a dog.
If not, the hundreds of Dharma Masters and eighty-one hundred-calamity old men in the venue would not serve the nine nobles of the Immortal Dynasty like slaves.
opposite.
Nearly a hundred reincarnated people, regardless of their appearance or their injuries, knelt down and bowed their hands on the ground to apologize.
But Xingyao ignored them and continued to sip the fragrant tea by himself. After finishing the pot of tea, he stood up, shook his clothes, looked at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, and slowly closed his eyes.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Today...the weather is really nice, and I hope it will be like this every day in the future."
No one knows why Xingyao Immortal Lord said this.
When he opened his eyes, he said: "Everyone is tired today. Let's go back and rest. We'll talk about anything later..."