Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 273 The pinnacle of the Immortal Realm! The black-robed old man! The deceptive Tang San!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 273 The pinnacle of the Immortal Realm! The black-robed old man! The deceptive Tang San!

Stopping, the old Taoist looked confused. The mental power he released,

They quietly explored the entire continent, but no one with a heavenly cultivation was found.

"Are you trying to trick me?"

The old Taoist turned back to look at Tang San who was following him, his eyes were very scary.

Without a thousand or eight hundred lives in his hands, he would never be able to unleash such heart-stopping murderous intent as the old Taoist.

Tang San frowned strangely, wondering what the old Taoist meant by this.

But fortunately, he has a clever mind! After hesitating for a moment, he immediately understood what the old man meant by this.

Hehe! He bowed his hands and said respectfully.

"The Taoist master knows clearly that his disciples have absolutely no two minds. This divine world is not here, it is in heaven!"

It has to be said that Tang San's ability to observe words and emotions was much shrewder than his cultivation, and he now calls himself a disciple.

Looking at Tang San who stretched out his index finger and pointed to the sky, the old Taoist became more and more satisfied.

——This little guy is quite talented in practicing magic.

Now that I am blessed with two lucky sons, I don’t know if I can find peace and tranquility in this catastrophe.

After regaining consciousness and smiling, the black-robed old man closed his eyes again and released his mental power to spread to the entire Douluo plane.

That blatant mental power does not take the creatures in this world seriously at all.

No!

Zijun, who was worried that he couldn't find anyone, noticed this spiritual power.

Not just him, but all the soul masters and even gods in the Douluo plane!

Everyone is aware of this terrifying mental power!

"This mental power! Could it be Xiaojun?"

In the central conference room of the God Realm, the God of Destruction was suddenly confused.

The evil god Zai Zai, the old god of spiritual tea, was holding the main seat with his eyes closed and shaking his head.

"Besides him, who else in this Douluo plane has such means?"

Pouting his lips and blowing on the mouth of the teacup, the God of Evil took a sip of the spiritual tea happily.

He felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but shake his body. This spiritual tea was given to him by Zijun.

Not just him, except for the wandering Shura God, the four god kings have the weight of a personal space ring.

In addition to spiritual tea, there are many other treasures.

Due to their limited talents, the strength of the four of them, which was enhanced by treasures, was only at the fighting saint level.

Although he has such terrifying power, he cannot use it at will.

Just because the four of them were born from heaven and earth, they originally belong to this realm.

He was born to be suppressed by the will of the universe! In order to avoid the will of the universe, he had to seal his cultivation level.

He felt vaguely uneasy in his heart. Tens of thousands of years of fighting had allowed him to develop a keen insight.

But there is nothing wrong with the God of Destruction himself.

The border forest of the Mingyue Empire!

The old man opened his eyes and looked to the southeast with a solemn expression.

"The enemy you talk about is not as simple as you say! Are you sure he is not from outside the territory?"

The old Taoist looked amused and glanced at Tang San's strange yin and yang expression.

Afraid that the old Taoist would retreat in the face of battle, Tang San immediately handed over his hand and deceived the Taoist.

"It was this person who used the conspiracy to steal the Son of God's creation. Fortunately, his cultivation level is not high. If the Immortal Master can kill him and save the Son of God, who will be your opponent among the gods and Buddhas in the future?"

Tang San had a eloquent tongue, and every sentence he wrote directly poked at the greed of the black-robed old man!

Who is he? That is the elder of the Maruo Sect!

He didn't know how much he felt about the warmth and coldness of the human world, and Tang San was obviously deliberately irritating him.

"Hmph! Slick tongue!"

If this world is like all the worlds in the heavens, there will be a way of heaven with methods that go against heaven.

The black-robed old Taoist naturally gave it some thought, but the will of heaven, earth and heaven was still in its infancy.

The method of breaking through the sky is the pinnacle of the Mahayana in the Mortal Immortal Realm! This strength is just a slightly bigger ant in the world.

When facing a monk like Lao Dao who has been promoted to the realm of immortality, he will naturally lower his head.

This is where the old Taoist confidence lies! There is a very ancient document that has been passed down in the world of cultivation!

That is the geometry of cultivation in the way of heaven, and it is the end of the path of monks in that world.

If you want to advance further in your cultivation, you need to break through and ascend to a wider world! A world with more complete laws!

"I thought it was your kid who was responsible for this. Tang San... isn't it good to just survive?"

In the sky above the forest, Zi Jun came after hearing the news. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked down at Tang San at his feet calmly.

"Only to survive? You destroyed my home and killed my people! It's your turn! You can let it go!"

Seeing Zi Jun coming, Tang San raised his head and roared. If it weren't for his cultivation, he would have drawn his sword long ago!

Slowly rising into the air, the black-robed old man looked at Zi Jun in front of him.

"Are you that person from the God Realm? Do you know the Son of Creation?" The old black-robed Taoist went straight to the point. The purpose of this projection coming here is to complete the mission of the teaching.

"Son of Creation?" Zijun looked alert upon hearing this. As soon as these words came out, Zijun knew that this person must be a person from all heavens and all realms.

"If you know the Son of Creation, I advise you to hand it over and don't make any mistakes."

The corners of the old Taoist's mouth raised, revealing a sinister smile.

"Zijun! If you bow your head today, I will not care about the hatred you had in the past for the sake of the Immortal Master!"

Tang San took advantage of the opportunity to interrupt the black-robed old man's inquiry.

If he learns that Zi Jun is the son of Creation, who knows whether this old man will take action against him.

Listening to the words of the two men, Zi Jun's mouth showed a playful look, and he looked at Tang San on the ground like a clown.

"Oh, I see. I wonder what Chang Xun will do if he finds the Son of Creation?"

Looking up at the black-robed old man, Zi Jun asked with a smile.

Ding!

Tang San's heart trembled, the situation he least wanted to see happened, cold sweat could not help but appear on his cheeks, and he lowered his head nervously and said nothing.

"Noisy! I only want to ask you one last time! Hand over! Or not to hand over?"

The old man in black robe half-squinted his eyes, and the immortal power in his body was ready to move!

It seemed that Zijun didn't agree at all, or even hesitated for a moment, so he went into a rage and killed someone!

With a disdainful smile, Zijun turned into a rainbow and flew to the sky!

"If you want to find the Son of Creation, it depends on how capable you are."

Zi Jun's voice echoed in the air, and the black-robed old man sneered and turned into a rainbow and followed him away.

Seeing the two of them leaving, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

Turn around and run away!

——No matter whether the veteran can defeat him, he must use his backup plan!

We must quickly inform Xiao Wu and the others to leave Lake Village!

In the vast universe, Zijun and the old man in black robes face each other across the bank!

A war! Inevitable!

"What special role does this Son of Creation have for you? Why do we have to find him?"

Zijun, who didn't understand everything, finally couldn't help but ask.

"Have the giant elephant ever answered the words of the ant? Come and fight!" The old man in black robe raised his hand and pointed!

A purple lightsaber, traveling thousands of miles in an instant! The speed is too fast to catch!

"Now!" Zijun shouted softly, and the chaos seed pierced the void! Shining down a colorful light screen, blocking the attack of the black-robed old man!

Seeing this scene, the old man in black robe looked crazy! He stared at the Chaos Clock greedily!

"Innate treasure! Chaos Clock! Hahahahaha! This opportunity is really a blessing from God!"

(End of chapter)