Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Senior..."

Yun Zhilan's face was full of worry.

She asked Wanyu Daoist to come to save her father, but she didn't want him to fall into such a desperate situation, so she felt very guilty.

Zhao Mu didn't care: "It's okay, stand aside and take good care of your father."

He looked up at the Four Bitterness Venerable and smiled lightly: "What a strange name, Four Bitterness Venerable, is it named after the four sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness and death?"

"You are still in the mood to think about our names, little guy, you are calm enough."

The old lady-like old lady smiled disgustingly: "This girl likes juniors like you the most. You are manly in your behavior and actions. How about going back to the East Region Divine Land with me?"

"Old lady, are you sick again? If you want a man, go find him somewhere else. This is the target we want to kill. I don't want to fail the mission and return the money."

The young man carrying the wine gourd, the bitter old lady said unhappily.

"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing him, why are you taking it so seriously?"

The old master rolled his eyes: "Okay, you three old guys don't have to do anything. Today this little guy belongs to me. Humph, although I can't take him back home, can't I play with him now?"

As he spoke, the old master turned the dressing mirror in his hand and shone it on Zhao Mu: "Hey, little guy, follow me into the mirror world. There are only two of us in there, and we can have fun to our heart's content, hahahaha..."

The disgusting voice made everyone's scalp numb.

But Chu Jinghong was gloating, and felt it was a pity that he couldn't enter the mirror world to watch the show.

Just as Zhao Mu said, the name of the four masters of suffering comes from the four sufferings of life - birth, old age, sickness and death.

Each of these four has a weird personality and has done many evil things.

Among them, the old woman is called the old master of suffering. Although she has lived for tens of thousands of years, she always thinks she is a girl and hates others saying she is old the most.

Moreover, this old woman has a quirk. She likes to capture all kinds of handsome young men and bring them back to her house to play with.

It is said that in the past tens of thousands of years, she has played with countless young men, and each of them has been tortured and died miserably.

Chu Jinghong really wants to see how Wanyu Daoist is played with by the old master.

A strong light burst out from the dressing mirror and enveloped Zhao Mu. Then the strong suction dragged Zhao Mu and flew into the dressing mirror.

"Wanyu Daoist, it's over!"

Everyone lamented.

A generation of strong men, Wanyu Daoist who roamed the land of the southern region, the final way of death was to be played with by an old woman?

Thinking of this, everyone felt sympathy and disgust.

"Senior!"

Yun Zhongyi and Yun Zhilan were anxious and wanted to rush up to save people.

But at this moment, a shocking dragon roar suddenly resounded through the sky.

Ang!

The dragon roar was like thunder, shaking the universe, captivating people, and like the might of heaven, making everyone feel terrified.

"Where does this dragon roar come from?"

Everyone was shocked. They actually felt the danger of the earth breaking apart in these dragon roars.

Chu Jinghong and the four bitter masters also frowned.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, the face of the old master changed drastically, and he almost instinctively withdrew.

The next moment, the earth-shattering dragon roar suddenly became real, and it actually broke the light emitted by the dressing mirror.

The remaining power of the dragon roar was like a sharp sword, shooting at the old master.

"Damn it, get back here!"

The old master roared fiercely, pointed at the dressing mirror, and the mirror suddenly shot out dense light rain, which collided fiercely with the materialized dragon roar.

Boom!

The world shook, and the wind and clouds changed color.

The light rain and dragon roar disintegrated at the same time, and the terrible power that erupted swept out, instantly causing everyone and horses to fall to the ground.

People with insufficient strength were actually shocked to vomit blood under this residual power.

Even Chu Jinghong was shocked and retreated continuously, and he retreated hundreds of feet before he stopped.

"Impossible!"

He looked up in shock, staring at Zhao Mu as if he had seen a ghost: "How could he break through the magic weapon restraint of the old master Ku? He is a strong man in the realm of calamity. How can he, an immortal realm, do that?"

And the fourth master Ku also looked at Zhao Mu in disbelief.

The face of the old master Ku wrinkled like a chrysanthemum: "You are also in the realm of calamity? No, that's not right. You are obviously in the immortal realm. How could you break my confinement?"

"Could it be that... you have something that can allow you to exert the power of the realm of calamity?"

"That's not right. Even if the artifact increases your mana, it is impossible for you to reach the realm of calamity. How... how did you do it?"

The old master Ku spoke in a confused manner, as if he had confused himself.

"No need to guess!"

Zhao Mu smiled slightly: "I am indeed not in the realm of calamity, but... he is!"

"Who?"

Everyone was shocked.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the endless sky, and a dragon shining with brilliant golden light broke through the air and circled above the sky.

The dragon exuded a terrifying aura, like a torrent of destruction, which shocked everyone.

This dragon was Ao Sheng. After being deified by Zhao Mu as the ancestor of the holy dragon, his strength had already entered the realm of calamity.

Chu Jinghong was so shocked that he cried out: "The Tribulation Inducing Realm? This divine dragon is actually in the Tribulation Inducing Realm? Damn it, how could there be such a strong person around Wanyu Daoist?"

Everyone's face was full of disbelief.

The Tribulation Inducing Realm!

This kind of powerful existence has not appeared for thousands of years since the decline of the Southern Region.

They never thought that they would see five of them at once today. It was like a dream!

"Good boy, you actually have such a master around you. We underestimated you."

The old master snorted coldly: "But do you think that this dragon alone can stop the four of us?"

"Hehe, he is not enough, what about one more?" Zhao Mu smiled faintly.

Suddenly, another earth-shattering roar resounded through the sky.

Everyone looked at the ground in shock, and saw a crack in the ground, and then a huge giant climbed out of the hole with his hands supporting the ground.

This giant was burly, with muscles all over his body, and people could tell at a glance that he contained terrible power.

And the aura emanating from his body was also in the realm of calamity.

This giant was the monk Zhenru who was deified by Zhao Mu as the head monk of the mountain.

Like Ao Sheng, he was summoned directly by Zhao Mu using the Three Thousand Temples.

The existence of the Three Thousand Temples ensures that they can exert their true strength even if they leave the coverage of the incense and peach wood.

At this moment, everyone was so shocked that they were speechless.

Originally, a dragon in the realm of calamity was amazing enough. They never thought that Zhao Mu would create another giant in the realm of calamity.

No wonder they dared to ignore the Lieyang court. With such a strong man under their command, they would dare to step on Chu Jinghong's face.