Fantasy Begins In The Restricted Area Of ​​Life

Seeing the image of King Mu as an empty-nest old man with no knowledge of the outside world, Yao Xi asked without much hope: "Do you know how the White Dragon King is doing now?"

Hearing this, Mu San lowered his head even lower.

"Reporting to the two Great Emperors, the White Dragon King had a war with the Great Emperor Toutian ten thousand years ago, and both of them died together."

"This is impossible!"

Zhou Qi Yao Xi shouted in unison.

Mu San didn't take a second look at the rude appearance of Zhou Qi and Yao Xi, and still looked straight ahead.

"You two asked me about the details of the internal situation, but I can't tell you.

After all, the fight between the two was so intense that the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and people below a certain level were not even qualified to watch the battle.

The battlefield between the White Dragon King and the Great Emperor Tantian spread to the entire Central Region and Bei Wangyang, and the momentum it created was too great.

Except for the two participants, probably no one knows why the two of them fought.

Zhou Qi and Yao Xi felt a sense of irritability in their hearts for no reason.

Zhou Qi doesn't believe anything that the White Dragon King has fallen, and that he died together with the Great Emperor.

However, the momentum caused by that battle was definitely not small, and the anxiety in Zhou Qi's heart also told him that the White Dragon King was indeed likely to have fallen as Mu San said.

As the Great Emperor in the Realm world, it goes without saying that his strength is great, and the White Dragon King is Zhou Qi's old friend. Zhou Qi is very familiar with how much he weighs.

It is said that it is a sideways attack on the Great Emperor, but if it really wants to fight with the Great Emperor, it is absolutely true.

Zhou Qi has a vague impression of the Great Emperor. Although he is also a Great Emperor, he is not worth mentioning compared to Zhou Qi.

Even in the face of countless powerful Great Emperors who have risen throughout the ages, the strength of the Great Emperor is extremely ordinary, with nothing noteworthy at all, not even the Divine Body.

The White Dragon King's territory is in the Northern Ocean, and all the sea tribes under him respect him.

Although the White Dragon King is not the Great Emperor, he has won the respect of most races because of his super strength.

In this three-thirds of the human world, his reputation is no less than that of the Great Emperor Toutian of his generation.

Zhou Qi really couldn't imagine where the White Dragon King and the Great Emperor had gone wrong, and they were actually going to fight to the death.

etc!

Suddenly, Zhou Qi had a flash of enlightenment in his heart. His thoughts turned over and over again, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he stared fiercely in the direction of the Taotian Great Emperor.

"Is it possible...

Tate Tian, ​​how dare you ruin my plan?!"

Zhou Qi has left many footprints in the human world and has many plans to carry out in his second life.

Those who knew his plan said more or less, and the White Dragon King was one of them.

The most likely reason for the fight between the Celestial Immortal Emperor and the White Dragon King is that the Great Emperor knew about his plan and wanted to profit from it, or even destroy it.

Naturally, the White Dragon King, one of the insiders, would not agree, so the two of them would ignore their status and face and start a desperate battle in the human world, eventually causing a tragedy in which they both died tragically.

Although the truth is unknown, Zhou Qi is certain that this is the most likely reason.

"Tantian, don't let me know that you are the one who is causing this.

If I find out that you are the real culprit behind the scenes, the White Dragon King will be spared, and your disciples, disciples, and the orthodoxy you have worked so hard to establish will also perish with you!"

Mu Shan was walking in front with mixed feelings, while Zhou Qi was full of murderous intent. From time to time, he looked in the direction of the Tatian Sacred Mountain where the Tatian Great Emperor's orthodoxy was located.

And Yao Xi is still immersed in the sadness that the White Dragon King has passed away.

In this way, the three of them had their own moods, and finally came to the sect left by the Great Emperor Renming during his lifetime - the Xianyan Sect.

Seeing the stone slab with the three characters "Xianyan Sect" engraved on the heads of himself and others, Mu Shou, who had a gloomy face, finally showed a sunny smile.

"Great Emperor, we have arrived."

"Um."

Zhou Qi and Yao Xi were in extremely complicated moods at this time, and they were not in the mood to talk to Mu San.

He just responded casually and let him continue to lead the two of them through the gate of the Xianyan Sect.

The three of them walked from the side, while going to the sect's meeting hall, they also kept an eye on the general situation of the sect.

Walking on the road, Zhou Qi and Yao Xi felt more and more something was wrong as they walked, and frowned at the concentration of spiritual energy around them.

As the Great Emperor's orthodoxy, the Xianyan Sect is now in ruins, but its spiritual energy is not so thin.

Moreover, in Zhou Qi's eyes, the sect's fireworks were too little...

Although the path of cultivating immortals originally requires quietness and indifference, it is just a definition imposed on cultivators like them by mortals.

If there is too little smoke in a place, it means there are not many people there.

Coupled with the thin concentration of spiritual energy within the Xianyan Sect, Zhou Qi could almost guess how weak the current Xianyan Sect disciples must be.

"Ding, ding,"

"Hey, ha!

After walking for a while, Mu San led Zhou Zhi and Yao Xi to the top of a valley.

Zhou Qi looked down at the valley below.

Below is a group of disciples of the Xianyan Sect who are doing morning exercises, and in front of them there is an older man with a stern face and a stronger look, who looks like a senior brother, leading them in the sword dance practice.

After watching it for a while, Zhou Qi shook his head and was no longer interested.

The movements of these disciples are indeed very powerful, and to ordinary people they look quite similar.

But as long as a monk with a little knowledge can see at a glance that they are all just show-offs.

Although it evaporated bit by bit from this body, it did not cause much damage.

To put it simply, the thunder is louder than the raindrops, and it is flashy.

More importantly, Zhou Qi took a casual look and found that most of these disciples were still in the Daohai realm.

Only the brother from the Xianyan sect who took the lead in practicing swordsmanship could reach the level of spiritual transformation.

After discovering this phenomenon, I couldn't help but sigh.

Originally at the height of their power, during the reign of the Great Emperor Nimei, the Manifestation sect looked down upon the human world and fought divine wars with many races.

Today's young generation, there are only a few people who have cultivated in the spirit transformation realm who can take action.

Although youth is their capital and their excuse, Zhou Qi couldn't help but feel disappointed.

With disciples like this, the elders of this generation are probably only in the princely realm at best.

Zhou Qi stopped to watch the movements of these Xianyan disciples. Mu San, of course, followed the instructions of Zhou Qi, the Great Emperor, and also stopped.

Looking at the disciples in the depression below, I felt disappointed but also full of concern for the younger generation. .