I’m Really Just A Mortal

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Whether it is the human cultivator or the Sky Demon Phoenix tribe, despair has risen in their hearts.

A huge shadow enveloped the entire mountain range. At this time, above their heads, was a mountain that covered the entire sky!

"This is... not Zhou Xianshan?"

The strongest present, Su Manrong and Jian Hongchen, both looked at the imperfect fairy mountain above their heads in disbelief.

What kind of magical powers is it to move this ten thousand mountains from the extreme west to this place?

What made them even more frightened was that there was a figure under the Immortal Mountain of Buzhou.

The figure was entangled with devilish energy, with the First Stage sword on his back, and the Bu Zhou Xianshan above his head in one hand, looking like he was watching the world.

"That is, Kenichi?"

Jian Hongchen's face changed drastically.

Jian Yi is his disciple, who has cultivated for more than a hundred years, and has already set foot in the enchantment at the peak of the fit period.

I thought that with him guarding in the extreme west, there would be no problems in a short period of time.

But now it seems that Jianyi has been eroded by the devilish energy.

Not only that, but the strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, even if everyone is on the court together, it is not necessarily his opponent.

After all, the current Jianyi, but with one hand held up the mountain of Immortal Zhou!

Jian Yi stood in the air, looking down at the people under his feet, and said with a sneer: "Very well, it seems that the top powerhouses of the human race, a small half have gathered here."

"You used this Fuzhou Xianshan Mountain to suppress the Lord for thousands of years. Today, I will use this Fuzhou Xianshan Mountain and give it color!"

Stop talking.

The sword flickered, and the Buzhou Xianshan, which covered the sky and covered the sun, lost its focus and began to fall rapidly.

Jian Yi didn't even need to look back, turned around and flew away towards the west. This is not Zhou Xianshan, enough to kill everyone present!

It's over...

The human cultivator and the Sky Demon Phoenix tribe were all plunged into despair.

Even with their strength, it is impossible to hold the Immortal Mountain of Zhou, and now it is too late to escape.

Even Su Manrong has only the fate of being suppressed under this imperfect mountain.

Seeing that this huge imperial mountain was about to hit everyone's heads.

A sense of powerlessness flooded everyone's hearts.

And just as everyone was paying attention to the huge imperfect mountain above their heads, no one noticed that under the mountain that had collapsed, one by one broke the ground.

"I'll go, it's dark so soon?"

Da Lang was shocked.

If you have clearly calculated the time, how could it be possible that the sky will be dark so soon?

Just as Da Lang was puzzled, the Sky Demon Phoenix pulled Da Lang's trouser legs, and stuttered: "Big...Big guy, look at the sky!"

"Heaven?"

Da Lang just raised his head.

At this time, Buzhou Xianshan was very close to the ground.

Seeing this Blessed Zhou Xianshan, Da Lang did not show the slightest panic, but was overjoyed: "Finally, I saw something decent!"

This thing is much better than that statue.

If this thing can be made into a sculpture, it will be much better than the thing just now.

Da Lang rubbed his hands.

Take it easy, with one hand volley and one support.

At this moment, the Fuzhou Immortal Mountain that had fallen down with a destructive aura came to an abrupt end.

what happened?

Everyone was stunned. Did Zhou Xianshan stop unexpectedly?

Is there any other strong person?

To be able to hold up the mountain of Buzhou, at least it is also the peak of the Mahayana Cultivation Base, and even needs to be higher. This is the relic of the Emperor Yun. Could it be that the Emperor Yun made the move?

However.

Not waiting for everyone to figure out what is going on.

On the top of that head, there was a huge mountain of Fuzhou, but in the blink of an eye, it shrank hundreds of times.

Immediately afterwards, it contracted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mountain turned into a boulder, and then turned into the size of a palm, and finally flew in one direction.

Everyone looked in the direction where Fuzhou Xianshan flew. It was a dwarf with a chicken standing beside him.

Are they again?

Su Manrong and others were all surprised.

These two guys had taken away all their treasures of the town before, but now they have saved so many people.

For a while, even Su Manrong didn't know what to do.

Could it be that he was actually trying to organize us to travel to the extreme west?

Su Manrong was shocked.

If it hadn't been for this person to disrupt Su Manrong's plan, I am afraid that at this time, the many powerful men present had already died in the extreme west.

Killed by Kenichi and the Demon King!

Is it so...

Thinking of this, Su Manrong took a deep breath. This senior is really far-sighted!

Now, he has saved so many people.

Su Manrong hurried to Da Lang's side, politely, and said: "Thank you senior for helping me!"

senior?

Da Lang glanced around, and it seemed that the beauty in front of him was called himself.

"Ahem."

Da Lang coughed twice, with his hands behind him, he looked like a world-class expert, and said quietly: "This is just the work of this big man, and the beauty does not need to be concerned."

Beauty……

Su Manrong twitched.

No one has ever used this title to Su Manrong.

Su Manrong's appearance is of course beautiful, but compared to his appearance, it is Su Manrong's powerful strength that attracts the world's attention.

However, own strength is really nothing in front of this senior.

Su Manrong thought so.

"Well, this boss still has something to do, so I'll go home first, beauty, let's see you bye bye!"

Throwing down such a sentence, Da Lang was ready to escape.

If it's late to go back, the master will definitely be beaten up.

This is not worth it.

Da Lang was about to pull the Sky Demon Phoenix away, but was stopped by Su Manrong.

"Senior, now that this matter has been resolved, then our treasure of the town..."

"Those rubbish? Didn't I pay for everything? There is no good product, I threw it all away!"

Stop talking.

Without waiting for Su Manrong to recover, Da Lang patted the Heavenly Demon Phoenix on the back.

The Sky Demon Phoenix instantly revealed its true nature, its wings spread out, and it rose into the air, but after two or two efforts, it disappeared before Su Manrong's eyes.

Rubbish?

Su Manrong was completely stunned.

At first, she thought that Da Lang was only making a move to prevent them from going to the extreme west.

But now it seems that this is not the case...

My own Magic Treasures, it seems that the senior was thrown away as rubbish.

Could it be that these treasures of heaven and earth that they have enshrined for generations are really only worth a gold coin in the eyes of this senior...

This is a huge loss for any of their forces, and it can't be alleviated in a few hundred years.

However, compared to Wanhuazong, Wanjian Pavilion's situation is much more miserable.

Not only lost the treasure of the Zhenzong, but also lost a peerless monster sword repairer at the peak of the fit period!

A peerless genius like Jianyi is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter.

But now, it is already tainted with devilish energy...

"My disciple, my disciple..."

Not far away, Jian Hongchen knelt on the ground, crying with snot and tears.

Su Manrong sighed, this treasure of the town ancestor, should he have bought his own life, Magic Treasures is after all an external thing, no better than own life.

"It's a pity, I don't know where this senior lives in seclusion..."

On the side, the three princesses of the Sky Demon Phoenix said, "This senior is from Tianyuan City."

"Tianyuan City?"

Su Manrong was shocked.

Isn't that where the black and white elders are at this time?

At first Su Manrong felt that Yuancheng was just an ordinary mortal city that day, but now it seems that she is indeed too stupid.

Thinking of this, Su Manrong quickly said to Jian Hongchen: "Sword Elder, there may be room for maneuver in this matter. If you can go to Tianyuan City, your disciple should be saved!"

"My disciple, is there any rescue?"

Jian Hongchen looked at Su Manrong blankly.

Su Manrong remembered clearly that the black and white elders regarded the one in Tianyuan City as an immortal.

It must be the senior who rescued him just now.

Since he is an immortal in the sky, he wants to get rid of the devilish energy in the sword body, is he not able to catch him?

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