I was Invincible for a Billion Years

The eight martial arts royal families have lived for hundreds of years, like the gods hanging in the sky, standing high above, overlooking everything in the world.

The supreme royal family with the supreme supremacy of the gods can be regarded as the power of a country, but even so, there is still a trace of respect for the top tiers in the world, and the face should be given.

But the royal family of Budo is different.

Since entering this era, the end of the emperor's dynasty has ended, and there is no longer a peerless emperor who can suppress them.

Their high profile is for everyone!

There is an ancient capital in the north, but in this era, in the eyes of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, it is not the long-lost emperor capital city, which can be compared, it is a veritable capital of the world!

Different classes.

Touches the world, there are small and big.

Identity is also different.

Who can make the supreme royal family kneel to worship, it must be the eight martial arts royal family.

But who can let the royal family of Budo keep their own lives?

There is only one, the emperor-class peerless person who once suppressed a powerful era.

And in the eyes of countless ordinary people, their supremacy is now living in the Forbidden Pavilion, the old people who have spent their lives serving the country and the people, sleeping and forgetting to eat.

Inside.

In a pavilion surrounded by water.

A few old men in plain shirts with only a pair of cloth shoes under their feet and wrinkled faces are drinking tea and talking.

"Lao Lu, what's your body like recently, I don't think you look so good, you don't have to take a step before you just lift your legs."

"Wang Guozhu, drink your tea, I'm fine!"

"Ah, we five old guys, don't know how many years to live."

hard to imagine.

These old people with old faces and the same clothes they wear are no different from the old farmers in the country who are working hard in the fields.

Is now the most powerful person in power in the secular world. With a wave of his hand, a million soldiers came to meet each other. In a word, all the emperors in the north and many families in the south of Jiangnan should be given three points.

"Lao Wang, I heard that Heavenly Master, you suddenly want to seal the mountain for three months." The old man with a small white beard and a cane sitting on the west side suddenly asked abruptly:

"Have you inquired clearly? What is the reason this time?"

Several people couldn't help but look at the old man named Wang Guozhu, wearing presbyopic glasses.

Since the end of the emperor's era.

Without the emperor's figure, he came out and suppressed the eight martial arts royal families.

But.

Fortunately, Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, willing to stand on their side, otherwise the worldly world today, I really do n’t know what will happen.

Ke Tianshi Mansion, this time suddenly closed the mountain.

It is very different from the previous situation, but there is no sign. It is sealed for three months!

"I asked, but the Heavenly Master refused to answer, and all the disciples under his door were also unknown."

As the highest person in charge of the special department's military group, Wang Guozhubi is present and wants to know why.

"Never mind, if you have any good thoughts, I don't believe that in the three months when Heavenly Master was away, those eight martial arts royal families really dared to guard themselves!" That Lu Enjin, who was ridiculed by several old men before and was very weak Clap the table and get up, with a hint of anger:

"Big deal, I waved a million, fight with those eight parasites!"

Heard words.

The rest of the elderly were silent.

On age.

Lu Jin is ten years older than them and was born in a military camp. Although he is old and decayed, he is still young, but his temper is not changed at all.

Instead, it grows larger with age.

Especially, after that thing ...

Even after decades, it is like a thorn that can never be pulled out. It has been stuck there. Whenever they think of it, they are very unhappy, angry, powerless, and sad.

"Lao Lu, don't mention it, did you forget Xia Lao's death and asked us to ask us?"

The old man with white beard leaning on a cane sighed, his expression dim:

"Don't be against them, we can't fight them ..."

"Yang Qishan, I annoy you literati, what are you afraid of?" Lu Jin snorted coldly, holding a fire in his tone, and sat down again, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"The eight vampires do not get rid of, how to comfort Xia Lao's advent in the sky!"

"How to make China return to the top of the world!"

These two or three hundred years.

The inferiority of the eight martial arts royal families can be said to be innumerable, relying on force, manipulating the whole world behind, deliberately playing with the hard work of ordinary people!

Clearly for them.

The word money is no longer important at all.

The wealth of any martial royal family can be worth the treasury of ten superpowers!

Ran, that's it.

Still divides two thirds every year, if there is no Heavenly Master's House, I am afraid they will all be taken away!

There was a person who was in a high position, but always put the ordinary people first in his heart. Even the clothes he wore were patched with various seams, pudding, and the two sleeves were breezy throughout his life. The old man with coarse tea and light rice is just to get back a fair belonging to countless ordinary people!

Don't be afraid of life and death!

Waved his teacher 200,000 and went straight to Jiangnan.

Finally ended in a lower position. Before his death, he was also insulted and mocked by several children of the martial arts royal family who were only eight or nine years old.

"You mortal mortals, don't you really think we can count on this money?

"We just like it, seeing you like monkeys, scratching your ears, jumping up and down, but taking the pitiful appearance that we have no way!"

The big forbidden pavilion.

Vaguely remember.

An old man in a patchwork suit, with a vicissitudes in his face.

With a thin and ordinary body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ To support the sky for countless ordinary people, toward those high-ranking martial arts royals wearing luxurious costumes, it is reasonable to fight!

High-pitched words!

Bloody!

But it was still sentence after sentence, merciless sneer, contempt, disdain.

"Every mortal, also want fairness?"

"Old things, you mortals, can be fortunate to be trampled on by us, we are playing around with us wantonly, and we should be more happy, just glorious!"

Although it has been almost ninety years in the past.

But the words and scenes of the past are often recalled.

Lu Jin, Wang Guozhu, Yang Qishan and other five secular leaders now still have fresh memories, their faces are full of sadness, and their eyes can't stop wet, as if it happened yesterday.

"Don't feel sorry for me, and don't think about subverting the martial arts royal family anymore. It turns out that I was wrong ... I was wrong ..."

Quiet ward.

With an old man who worked hard for the people all day long, his voice became smaller and smaller until he disappeared.

That day.

The whole world has fallen into great grief.

But no one knows what the truth is.

Only.

Lu Jin and others will always remember, in that voice, with a very angry question:

"Mortal, are you destined to be played by the martial arts royal family!"