Global reincarnation

Name: Black Emperor (Jiang Chen).

Number: PY District 88666.

Physical body: fourth level perfection. Major: Nine Transformations Xuan Gong.

Cultivation level: Early stage of fifth level. Major: Dawu Zhengong.

Soul: Late fifth level. Major: Great Soul Technique.

Talents: Space, Wood, Thunder, Fire.

Authority: Level 5. Note: Soul authority is Level 7!

Points: 50 Distributable attribute points: 166 (38+128). Note: Level-up items can be purchased!

Reincarnation Ring: 1000 cubic meters. Xiaoying: Top artificial intelligence!

Privileged World: Kill the Immortal and dominate the world!

Special permissions: open the dungeon world to obtain temporary points permission; enter the privileged world to deduct points and obtain time permission. Note: The privileged world will no longer publish tasks!

Item to be identified: World Tree Seed (seed space: ten kilometers in radius!)

Items: Hongmeng Space-time Mirror, Yantian Formation Sword, 40 dungeon refresh cards, a dungeon delay card, etc.

Cultivation methods: Soul Sword, Soul Control Technique, Nine Cuts with Dominant Sword, etc.!

True meaning: Heavenly Sword, killing, space, wood, gravity.

Samsara Manor: one fairy-level one and eight heaven-level ones!

"Ding: The Black Emperor of Samsara has entered the privileged world to dominate the world. He will no longer issue tasks and there will be no rewards. If you stay for one day, ten points will be deducted, and you can return to the reincarnation space at any time!"

There are very few beeps this time.

Jiang Chen didn't care either.

When he came back to the world of wind and cloud, he appeared in a secret room, surrounded by thick dust. At a glance, he could tell that several years had passed and it had not been cleaned.

He was sitting cross-legged on the futon, glancing left and right, and a familiar feeling quickly emerged in his mind.

When he left Tianxiahui back then, he used seclusion as an excuse. The fact that he still appears here can only show that there is no big chaos in Tianxiahui, otherwise the secret room in the retreat will not be intact.

Just how many years have passed?

Jiang Chen has no confidence in his heart!

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As soon as he reached out to grab it, the dust in the secret room condensed and turned into a ball of earth. He stood up and walked up, and finally came to the study.

The secret room is below.

The study was also covered with thick dust.

He stretched out his hand and saw another earth ball. He opened the door and stepped out.

The two guards standing on duty at the door heard the movement and turned their heads. When they saw someone walking out of the study that had been quiet all this time, they were stunned and then a little at a loss!

"Greetings to the gang leader!" The two of them were old men from the Tianxiahui. They had met Jiang Chen and were loyal to the Tianxiahui, so they were transferred as guards.

After recognizing Jiang Chen, he quickly knelt down and was extremely excited.

"Get up!" Jiang Chen shook his hands slightly, and the two earth balls turned into clods as hard as rocks. He threw them into the corner, and then asked, "How many years have it been since I was in seclusion? Has anything big happened?

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"Gang leader, it's been six years, and the brothers in the gang still thought, thought...!" The guard was excited, but found that he had said the wrong thing, and his face turned red and his neck thickened!

"Has it been six years?" Jiang Chen waved his hand and asked him to continue.

Through the guards' narration, we also learned about the general changes in the past six years.

Six years ago, he went into seclusion to practice.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were in charge of the affairs of the gang, and with Jian Chen joining them, Wuming and Sword Master assisting them, they were able to completely overlook the world.

After digesting the power of Wushuang City, Tianxiahui will slowly advance outwards, and now the entire Tianxia has occupied 80% of the territory.

Many people in the world had no choice but to seek refuge, but there were also some who would rather die than surrender, so they went to the imperial city and relied on the martial arts supreme to support them hard.

That's about it!

After Jiang Chen heard this, he jumped into the air and reached the sky.

"Has the gang leader become an immortal?"

When the two guards saw this scene, they were extremely shocked.

They can also use Qinggong to rise high, but the gang leader has reached a height of 100 meters and even hovered, which is unbelievable!

In mid-air, Jiang Chen looked at the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, feeling emotional in his heart.

In this world, he is almost the master of the world.

Looking down, it comes into view.

Tianxiahui is built on the top of the peak, with the main altar at the top, and various entrances to the halls on the mountainside, such as Feiyun Hall, Shenfeng Hall, Tianshuang Hall, Tianzhan Hall, Mingjian Hall, Merit Hall, Commandment Hall, and Supervision Hall.

Hall.

The palace buildings are stacked on top of each other. They have more than doubled in size compared to the original buildings. They are also newer, taller and taller. People are coming and going in an orderly manner.

In the martial arts training ground at the foot of the mountain, thousands of young disciples are practicing together, and the momentum is astonishing.

"This is my world!"

Jiang Chen suddenly became passionate.

His aura was released and instantly enveloped the entire Tianxiahui headquarters. It was so majestic and majestic that all the disciples of the Tianxiahui were startled and then felt heavy.

Immediately afterwards, they all heard the roar of a dragon. They couldn't help but look up and saw a hundred-meter-long dragon shadow appearing in mid-air on the top of the mountain, making a roaring sound.

This was Jiang Chen's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Here, with his cultivation, he exerted unimaginable power.

Whoosh whoosh!

The next moment, silhouettes of people soared into the sky and rushed towards the top of the mountain, as fast as meteors. This kind of light skill is among the first-class people in the world, and it is no less than hundreds of people.

The ones at the front were Bu Jingyun, who was dressed in black and a red cloak, as well as Jian Chen and so on.

In the side hall of the main altar, two people walked out.

"Haha! Mr. Jiang, you are finally out of seclusion!" The voice is old, but full of energy, and contains the mighty power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks. This is the sword master. Just standing, he gives people a sharp edge that can cut through the world.

feel.

"This momentum is no longer weaker than that of our two old guys. Vaguely, I actually feel that you are stronger than the two of us!" Wuming put his hands behind his back and raised his hands to look at Jiang Chen's figure, "Just this one hand.

You are better than me if you are able to float in the air without using any utensils!"

"Very strong, very strong!" The sword master nodded.

Jiang Chen galloped down and landed in front of the two of them. He cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Brothers, I have made you worry so much in the past few years!"

"According to the implementation of the policies you have implemented, although the world is not a safe place, it is still well-ordered within the territory. Farmers have fields and residents have houses. Under the rules, everyone is treated equally, and disciples are restrained from messing around.

Dare to bully the people. Within the territory, all gangsters and so on will be eradicated!" Wuming said with emotion, "Seeing the scene like this, it is worth dying of exhaustion!"

"Are you tired?" the sword master sneered, "I spent the whole day either holding my grandson or studying the art of swordsmanship. I'm so idle that I want to find a little wife!"

Wuming was a bit embarrassed and turned his head, as if to say: vulgar, disdainful to be with others!

At this time, other people also rushed over.

First up was Bu Jingyun. He was overjoyed when he saw Jiang Chen. Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly stopped, knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Congratulations, leader, for being released from seclusion!"

He has deep feelings for Jiang Chen.

It was the other party who helped him get out of the predicament, let him kill his enemies, betrothed Kong Ci to him, etc. Of course he was grateful. Now that Jiang Chen has come out of seclusion, how can he not be happy?

A few years have passed, and he has become calmer and more powerful than before, but he still maintains the distinction between superior and inferior.

"Congratulations to the gang leader for coming out of seclusion!"

Other people who came over also bowed down one after another, and the sound of their rumble could be heard far away.

"Congratulations to the gang leader for coming out of seclusion!"

Many ordinary disciples from all over the place also bowed to the main altar, and their voices gathered together and turned into thunderous sounds that filled the air.

"Get up, everyone!" Jiang Chen's voice reached everywhere. He walked up to Bu Jingyun and helped him up himself, "Senior Brother Yun, are you still polite to me?"

"Gang leader!" Bu Jingyun smiled!

"Jian Chen, you're out too!" Jiang Chen said as he looked at Jian Chen, who was wearing white clothes and was handsome at first, but now he was a little fat.

"Guild Leader, the etiquette must not be discarded!" Jian Chen held his hand.

"A dignified man, with gold under his knees, stand tall with the sky and the earth, kneel to the sky and the ground to your parents, and no one else will kneel!" Jiang Chen sent his voice out, "This is the first rule set by the gang leader after he came out of seclusion."

"The gang leader is mighty!"

All the disciples in the gang cheered!

"Okay, let's all disperse and each perform their duties!" Jiang Chen waved his hand, "The hall master stays!"

The others retreated one after another.

However, there were still a few people left. Jiang Chen didn't even recognize them, so he ignored them for the time being. Instead, he looked at Bu Jingyun and asked doubtfully: "Where is Nie Feng?"

"He!" Bu Jingyun turned to look at Jian Chen.

The sword master smiled strangely.

Wuming looked up at the sky.

Jian Chen's face turned red and he was a little embarrassed.

"Could it be?"

Jiang Chen had a guess, but he couldn't help being shocked.

If it were true, it would be really fun.

But when she thought about how Yan Ying gave him Sanyang Soup and then gave Jian Chen another bowl after being rejected, she knew that Yan Ying had focused her attention on Jian Chen, a handsome and unknown disciple of martial arts mythology.

After all, Jian Chen is young, handsome, powerful, and has an amazing backing. Even though he is not as good as the leader of the gang, he is still a rare candidate.

With Yan Ying's temptation, few people can resist it.

Jian Chen has been practicing with Wu Ming all year round, how can he withstand the temptation, and besides, his character is somewhat lacking.

When I think about it this way, it is not possible, but certain.

"Ahem, um, my son is Nie Feng's younger brother!" Jian Chen's voice was very low.

Even though he guessed it, Jiang Chen couldn't help but almost squirted.

Damn it!

You're not as big as Nie Feng, right? You actually became the other person's father.

Both of them are the hall masters of the Tianxiahui. No wonder Nie Feng is not here. No one would feel comfortable seeing their stepfather wandering around in front of them every day.

However, I also gave Yan Ying a thumbs up in my heart: It’s amazing, it’s worth it in this life!

At this moment, Yan Ying, who was still graceful and graceful, walked over with a two or three-year-old child in her arms. Her face was filled with the glory of motherhood. After passing by, she saluted: "Greetings to the gang leader! I haven't seen you for several years, but the gang leader is still majestic and heroic!"

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Jiang Chen smiled and asked: "How old is the child? What is his name?"

"Three years old, named Jianfei!" Yan Ying replied softly.

"Grandpa, give me a hug!" Jianfei extended his little hand to Wuming.

"Good grandson!" Wuming suddenly smiled and walked over to pick up the little guy and hold him in his arms.

Jiang Chen had a very strange feeling.

After chatting for a while, everyone came to the main hall. After sitting down, Bu Jingyun began to introduce the situation of several hall leaders and gang members, as well as the general trend of the world.

Jiang Chen listened quietly.