I am immortal

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When he noticed that the golden flames began to gather and turn into ripples, the Antarctic Immortal Emperor paused for a moment. He was on guard against Fuxi, so he did not take action. In other words, Fuxi was very aware of his intimidation and knew how to do it. Use your own deterrence.

Fuxi, who did not come forward or take action, was the greatest threat.

"This is, Taishang Xuanwei Qi Wuhuo?!"

"Isn't he already possessed? How could he appear again?!"

The golden stream of light continued to gather, and the flames streaked across the void, leaving clear and distinct tracks, turning into folds on the robe, and into a powerful and old palm, which slowly stretched out toward the front, The five fingers clasped together and held the sword that fell from the nine heavens steadily and smoothly.

The next moment, the sword roared and all the wind and thunder disappeared.

This sword falls into this palm.

And this hand made of pure golden light held the sword, and then the sleeves and robes were swept away, and the rolling robes swept across the sky, and then the whole body transformed by golden luck emerged. It was a tall old man, His beard and hair are all white, his expression is solemn and solemn, gentle but majestic, his eyes turn slightly, and the luck of all the disciples suddenly increases.

"mound?!!!"

A certain man who had cheered up earlier and fought fiercely with the immortals and gods shouted!

There is respect and fear in his eyes, and there is also a sense that even if he is a person we respect, even if he is an enemy we fear, he still has to step forward, he has to be upright, show his determination, shout and laugh, and have his own momentum. They are all much stronger.

The Jade Emperor lowered his eyes to look at the old man and whispered: "Qiu?"

The Supreme Lord of Justice was shocked.

"Why is it that the person who supports the overall situation and trend in the world is no longer Qi Wuhuo?! Who is this? Could it be that he is also a disciple of Tao Ancestor, or the reincarnation of a certain great emperor, or that he has some mysterious power? blood?!"

His eyes swept over one after another, and the old man who was carrying the huge destiny of the human world didn't say anything. He just casually threw the sword somewhere in the world, causing the heart of the Supreme Justice to bleed for a moment. pain.

Lose the Taoist Fruit first.

Later, he lost his treasure weapon.

Although He is the Supreme Lord of Justice, famous all over the world, and unrivaled, he seems to have a natural incompatibility with those who support the situation and power in the human world.

Only a few beings realized what this meant.

Mount Tai stretches endlessly. The immortals in the sky and the disciples on the earth collide with each other in luck and supernatural power, bursting out bursts of brilliant light. The light shines in all directions, and light and darkness appear and disappear. The scribe in blue shirt stands on the top of the mountain, standing with his hands behind his back, his sleeves His robe and black hair were dancing in the strong wind, his eyes had turned into cold vertical pupils due to excitement, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Yes, so!

That's right. The one who appears here, who appears here relying on the luck of the world, is not Qi Wuzhuo, but that Fu Ziqiu. Compared with the Taoist himself appearing here, he has a more powerful deterrent, and has more important meaning.

This means——

The one holding the sword to protect the world is no longer the Taoist, he has found his replacement.

This is inheritance!

The human world does not need to rely on Qi Wuhuo, but can complete this battle alone. In fact, this battle does not require the appearance of that Taoist, but the appearance of hundreds of schools of thought is more meaningful.

In this way, it can be proved that this period of time was not wasted.

In this way, I can repay the old master with a lifetime of preaching in the world.

This is the inheritance of people.

The golden flames flowed, reflecting in all directions, left and right, up and down, and transformed into the appearance of the old man. A long sword without a blade hung on his waist, and he held a bamboo slip in one hand. His expression was gentle and tranquil, vast and majestic, and he looked at the sky. , then bowed calmly and meticulously, and said: "Qiu, I have met all the immortals and gods."

There is no confusion in front of Qi Jiazi.

Confucius came after a period of sixty years.

Five hundred years later, another person took over the sword.

The world is vast, and every five hundred years, a saint should appear!

The firepower is passed down from generation to generation and continues endlessly!

…………

In the boundless silence, suddenly there was a majestic energy rising into the sky.

A stream of light turned into a blue dragon, roaring with its head held high, and its energy was boundless. It cut through a large space in front of it in just an instant, shocking the gods and gods. Immediately, a person, holding a Xuanhua ax, suddenly swept and slashed vertically, and finally struck The blue dragon that penetrated many immortals fell down.

Then the majestic energy wrapped around it spread out

That's not Canglong!

Instead, it was a long spear with a simple tip that buzzed down. The gods of human nature and luck who had previously swept aside the formation and fought against the immortals and gods in the sky were a lot of confused when they saw this spear. The expressions of the members suddenly changed, either vaguely fearful or enthusiastic.

“Who is it again?!”

Even if they were not involved in this matter, because they did not receive the Jade Emperor's order, the other gods who were watching from the sidelines were shocked by such drastic changes at this moment - sixty years, one month, it was like a Like a big dream.

There are people in the world who can stop the immortals and gods, and there are people who have great luck and turn into their true bodies to kill the gods with a sword.

Now, before the old man actually made a move, there was another being who was equally powerful and undoubtedly powerful. He shot through the immortals with a spear like a dragon. After his momentum was slightly weaker, he was chopped down by an ax and restrained. Its potential.

Are there so many masters and powerful people in this world?

The spear fell into the hands of a white-haired but still majestic man.

The man was riding a unicorn, and the unicorn came forward step by step with its feet in the void, its momentum strong and powerful.

Above the sky, the giant spirit god who did not participate in the battle but just watched the changes was suddenly startled. He looked at the white-haired man and always felt that he looked familiar. Suddenly, from the sharp look he raised, I caught a glimpse of the familiar feeling that I had witnessed sixty or seventy years ago, during the catastrophe of the demon clan, the young human race who was at the forefront of fighting.

Now, his hair is gray.

The giant spirit said: "Li Zhai?!"

Li Zhai raised his eyes and scanned them with calm eyes. He sat down on Qilin and walked forward, standing among the hundreds of scholars. Then he raised his head. All the immortals and gods had experienced many battles, and some of them were inferior to this one. There are hundreds of schools of thought in this era, but there are some who are firm-minded and never retreat, and they are not weaker than the other schools of thought.

What's more, the duration of the Heaven Realm's existence is simply too powerful.

They have existed since ancient times until this period. At the beginning, they also had ardent dreams and great aspirations to save the common people. They had the foundation accumulated from generation to generation. Now, although the disciples have also led their disciples here, there is no way in the sky. There are too many heavenly soldiers and generals.

Although it is said that the normalized heavenly soldiers are only innate ones.

However, there are too many.

First there was Fu Ziqiu, and then there was King Mighty. The stalemate confrontation just now was suddenly separated, but it was only a short separation. The hostility between them was still deep. They were all looking at each other, and they were both unyielding and murderous, making the world... There are seas of clouds and thunder.

The scholars had great respect for the mighty king who conquered all directions and unified the world, and saluted:

"The Mighty King."

The disciples looked at the densely packed sky, which seemed to be endless heavenly soldiers, generals and immortals. They had a vague feeling that they were completely surrounded. In other words, it was indeed the case. The accumulation of time alone may not be able to advance the realm quickly. Improvement, but it can definitely cultivate backbones with a certain level of strength.

As for the high-level combat power in heaven and earth, Confucius Qiu is at the moment.

There is a mighty king.

All schools of thought are no less inferior to ordinary immortals and gods, but there are indeed too many heavenly soldiers and generals.

Time stands on the side of heaven and the gods.

Fu Ziqiu's state obviously cannot be sustained or used continuously.

The disciples expressed their worries. The Mighty King Li Zhai raised his eyes, looked ahead, and then suddenly laughed. He fumbled with the spear with his palm and said softly: "Time may not just stand on the side of the gods. Time is building momentum. Whether it is worth fighting for such a battle or not, we can only leave it to future generations to judge."

One of them said: "One Jiazi...King Mighty, do you want to mobilize the destiny of humanity again?"

"But we are able to control pure human destiny."

All the disciples were puzzled, but Li Zhai held the spear in his palm against the front, his white hair was arrogant, his aura was as free and arrogant as when he was young, and he said:

"Although Wei Feng has passed away, there is still one person in this world who purely practices the path of human luck. People in future generations will never have the same experience as us, nor will they have the same luck as me!"

He raised his spear, and human luck suddenly gathered and criss-crossed the place.

On the list of gods, each name suddenly became blazing.

The mighty king Li Zhai said softly: "Although you and I were enemies at the beginning, some of our generals died in your hands, and some of your generals and soldiers also died in battle under my own troops, but this is the only one. To fight, maybe you need to join forces with me..."

"Let the grudges of the past end with us. Even if we die in this battle, even if after this battle, even if we are able to become gods, our bodies may be broken into pieces. Even if we don't die on the spot, it will be greatly reduced. Even if you and I will eventually meet in reincarnation."

The list of gods was shaking violently in front of him, and the brilliant names were as blazing as fire.

"Stop him!!!"

"Stop him immediately!"

The gods in the heaven are rich in experience. Previously, they stopped temporarily because two masters suddenly appeared and the situation was unclear. Now, after seeing what Li Zhai did, their expressions suddenly changed. The gods and gods all took action, brilliantly and magnificently, moving towards The disciples in the world were fighting, and they were about to respond to the enemy, but they saw the huge old man, transformed by golden luck, taking half a step forward.

He looked solemn, held a bamboo slip in his hand, and said: "Respect ghosts and gods and keep away from them."

Far from me, it means to keep ghosts and gods far away.

Respect ghosts and gods, and keep ghosts and gods away from you!

boom! ! ! !

Humanity's fate turned into a tide in an instant. The waves surged and stretched for tens of thousands of miles. The sky lost its color, and the clouds swept over it, directly overturning the densely packed heavenly soldiers and generals, and pushed them further into the sky. Originally, because of the boundless killing intent and boundless momentum between each other, Qi naturally condensed and turned into layers of thick dark clouds.

The clouds spread, and the gods couldn't see clearly for a while. They could only see the white-haired mighty king surrounded by golden luck, which was flowing uncertainly, vast, vast, and lonely.

Suddenly, a voice broke through the clouds, a spear pierced the sea of ​​clouds, and the battle flag shook off.

On the fallen battle flag, there was a word written——

[Wei]!

A confused voice answered him.

"Hmph... Li Zhai, the mighty king Li Zhai, I never thought that you would beg me to wait for a day. Under any circumstances, I would not help you, but for this matter alone, even if I hate you deeply, I wish I could be with you. We will die together, but we are also responsible!"

The sea of ​​clouds was smashed and knocked away.

The people who were previously wearing elegant robes of gods stood in solemn silence. Then they all took half a step forward.

His robe was torn open.

A piece of iron armor with cold light!

"Duke Ding of the Great Wei led the soldiers of Wei to participate in the battle."

These are famous generals from all over the world who once died on the battlefield, but had great merits in protecting the people. They are human warriors who died on the battlefield with the supreme will and the heart of serving the country and the people. After their death, the list of gods was Find their true spirits and accommodate them into the list.

They used to fight each other, they used to fight to the death.

But now, the cavalry and warriors who once divided the human race from various countries have been summoned, standing in the same direction as their former mortal enemies. A battle flag that has never been abandoned even after death and becoming a god is soaring into the sky. Those who were once stained with the blood of their own race are The battle flags fell, dancing fiercely in the wind, and then stood side by side with each other.

"Jun Wu'an of the State of Zhao led the cavalry army to join the battle."

"Daqi, Euphorbia, who dares to stand in my way on the road ahead?!!"

"Da Chu, the master of Shen Xi is here!"

"Qiu Long, Long Xiangjun!"

"Dayan, the strong army of Liaodong!"

Finally, there was a solemn and calm response——

"Shenwu, Xuanjia!"

The brutal killing in an instant gathered the luck of humanity. The disciples saw these legendary warriors appear, and then surpassed them, and stepped onto the battlefield again. Time is not just on the side of the immortals and gods, time is To be fair, immortals and gods live forever, but the bravery of humans can be passed down from generation to generation.

"Everyone, aren't you afraid?"

"snort."

In the sea of ​​clouds, a general who died in battle and became a god sneered:

His answer was so easy -

"Fear?"

"It's just another fight to the death."

Even if his soul is gone.

The immortals and gods saw that the famous human generals who had fought with each other were standing together, their battle flags dancing wildly in the air, their eyes looking forward, and swords of different standards drawn out one by one and pointing forward. In the blink of an eye, unprecedented terror and chilling energy rushed forward.

The man at the front turned sideways, pointing the spear in his hand at the heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, and answered like this:

"Human race."

"Li Zhai."

The leader of the military strategist responded to the Qi of Humanity and the Immortal God. The spear in his palm pointed forward. He wanted to say some slogans to boost morale like he did in the past, and said softly:

"In this world, there are many victories."

This time I went to Luntai to recruit old troops.

This is the biggest fight in this life.

Everyone, you and I, side by side again.

……………………

"Okay, okay, hahaha, let's fight. Sure enough, we'll fight!"

Such loud laughter does not come from a certain blue-shirted scribe, but from the Buddhas who should be pure and at ease. The great formation of the human world is broken, the fate of humanity is flowing, and the Buddhas have found such wonderful opportunities. He restrained his breath and stepped into the human world at this time.

Go to the capital!

Move that stone monument with Buddhist charm!

No, not just that one!

Those nine stone tablets all have the charm of my Buddha, and they are all destined to my Buddha.

It is only because of my compassion that I, the Buddha, allowed it to fall into the human world and save the world for only a short period of time. Now it is time for it to be returned to its original owner.

It all belongs to me, Buddha!

Buddhism, entry, moving forward quickly, about to enter the customs!

Enter the customs!

………………

The situation in these six realms has been tense in an instant.

As if sixty years of relaxation were just an illusion, the heaven, the gods, the Jade Emperor, the Four Emperors, the Buddhas, the Bodhisattvas, each and every one of them seemed to have lost their former calmness and seemed to be invaded by the aura of calamity. It seems that those who have entered the vortex are already part of the vortex, which makes this vortex become bigger and more majestic.

This is a lot of calamity.

Old Qingniu sighed.

The atmosphere became increasingly terrifying and depressing.

But the human world is still peaceful.

In the capital of the human world, Lao Qingniu raised his head and looked at the vaguely terrifying confrontation in the sky. His eyelids twitched. Due to the strength and eyesight of the people in the human world, they could not see the confrontation so high in the air with their naked eyes. The aftermath is covered up.

But Lao Niu is different. What is his identity, what is his heel, how can he take the elixirs from the emperor one gourd after another. He is strong and strong, and his eyesight is extremely strong, and he can see very clearly!

He raised his head and saw the immortals and gods competing against each other, the fate of humanity changing, and the terrifying and scalp-numbing calamity.

He lowered his head and what did he see?

What he saw in his eyes was the human world, the world of mortals, people walking by talking and laughing, birds flapping their wings, steaming smoke, big buns freshly baked, young men full of youthful spirit, and mutual interest. But shy men and women, children stepping on snowdrifts, falling in and giggling again...

It is the world of mortals and the beauty of the world.

After looking at the sky and then at the human world, he had a sudden dream-like feeling. Of course he was worried, but he seemed to feel that there was no need to worry. However, in addition to the drunkenness of being lazy in the prosperous age of the human world, he also had the feeling of worrying about the world in the sky. Help the immortals tear apart the curtain of peace in the prosperous age and kill the worries.

Such complex and contradictory emotions made him not want to move, he just wanted to bask in the sun.

So he looked at the world in front of him in a daze.

There were teenagers passing by and young students bowing here.

The child who had just stepped on the snow and smiled was carried back by his parents by his ears.

Because the clothes were wet and dirty.

Old Qingniu grinned.

Suddenly, I heard the door at the back being slowly pushed open. The squeaking sound was very normal, which made Old Qingniu think idly. This old wooden door had been repaired for a period of sixty years. He had to find a way to let Ran go. Deng this guy is going to repair the wooden door.

Because the door was opened, the snow fell from the trees and piled on the ground. Someone walked out, and there was a slight sound of feet falling on the ground. The person walked out casually, everything happened naturally, and Lao Qingniu was only distracted at this time. Thinking about it, Fuxi is not here, Emperor Wa is not here, and the Randen Taoist seems to be shopping, then this is...

Old Qingniu's expression froze.

A voice sounded, familiar and gentle:

"Uncle Niu."

My work schedule has collapsed again. Sorry, I’m asking for monthly tickets at the third update. I’m going to lie down. Good night.