Qi Refining Three Thousand Years Of Me Join The Chat Group

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Quietly watching the sand sculpture group friends speak.

Immortal?

maybe.

Focus on the chat group panel again.

All Heavens Chat Group...

Being able to draw people from Myriad Worlds into a group chat is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. Maybe there are some powerful functions in the chat group that have not been explored.

At this time.

There was a beeping sound in my ears.

Qin Mo opens the group chat.

Sure enough, it was someone Aite himself.

The old Taoist is about to turn a hundred years old: "@ Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years and is an immortal. Dare I ask... are there any immortals in the world?"

The world of Yi Tian Tu Long Ji, the True Martial Hall of Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard gently, his eyes twinkling.

Immortal...

Immortality!

He has also been looking for the way to break the void Ascension. In this era when Martial Dao is prevalent, he is less like a Martial Artist and more like an immortal cultivator.

The ancients said one by one

The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

Immortals caress my head, knot my hair and receive immortality...

Are these words empty talk?

He thought...

Qin Mo smiled softly.

"Of course there is."

to be honest!

According to the level of the cultivation world, in a low-martial world like the one Zhang Sanfeng lives in, it is estimated that an ordinary Qi Refining Stage monk can stir up wind and rain, and if the Foundation Building Stage strikes with all his strength, maybe the whole world...

This is caused by the different intensities of the world.

The level of the world Qin Mo is in is terrifyingly high. A practitioner in the infant transformation stage like Bai Yunzi can breathe thousands of miles with a single breath, and the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart in the blink of an eye. While chatting, Qin Mo is also studying various functions of the chat group in the heavens. .

A prompt sounded.

[Ding! Upload memory clip? ]

"Huh? It's really good."

Qin Mo was surprised.

In three thousand years, he has experienced countless fighting battles and watched countless monks fight. Those battles were all caused by landslides and tsunamis, and the visual effects were terrifying and astonishing.

In my memory, I randomly intercepted a section and sent the video to the group.

[Ding! ‘Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years’ uploaded an untitled video! ]

The next moment, the entire group suddenly fell silent, as if they had pressed the mute button. In their eyes, Qin Mo peeking into the past and future and deducing the identity of people in Myriad Worlds is simply a fairy trick, so the video Qin Mo uploaded...

...

Zombie world, Yizhuang.

After Uncle Jiu performed a set of health-preserving boxing techniques, he sat aside and drank morning tea leisurely while drinking water. This situation was very common in later generations, but when it appeared in Uncle Jiu's era, the painting style was a bit biased. .

He clicked on the video.

In a blink of an eye.

It was as if he had appeared in a fairyland on earth, with majestic mountains and towering mountains all around. The spiritual energy in the sky condensed into a halo, as if it was about to condense into a liquid.

Practice Sacred Land!

The thought suddenly arose in his mind that compared to the Dharma-Ending Age in which he lived, this world was a paradise for practitioners!

‘Boom, boom one by one’

In a moment.

The sea of ​​clouds was churning, and the earth was shaking. A figure covered in black mist tore through the earth and turned into a terrifying troll, full of demonic aura. The troll raised his hand and slapped it, and the surrounding mountains collapsed instantly. .

That troll gives people a terrifying pressure even across the screen.

I can't breathe, what is this?

Everyone is asking in their hearts.

Lin Fengjiao's Ninth Uncle, Zhang Sanfeng, Li Xunhuan, Yuan Dagu, and the irresponsible spirit of time codenamed Nightmare Tokisaki Kurumi all looked the same, eyes widening, looking at the unbelievable scene in front of them.

"With such a powerful force, is this a god?"

They murmured softly.

However, as if to cooperate, a sneer was heard.

"God? Haha, even a mere little devil dares to be so presumptuous!" This voice sounded from the sky and spread between heaven and earth. It was like a big bell, overwhelming all the sounds for a while and ringing in the ears.

A breeze fell from the sky, and a figure came with the breeze.

The person who came had white hair and red eyes, and a cold face.

It’s Qin Mo.

Between his eyebrows, a golden Eight Trigrams Diagram shimmered slightly.

Wearing Yin Yang Taoist robes.

With an otherworldly aura, it was like an immortal descending from the sky. The moment they saw that person, all of them couldn't help but lose consciousness. This man is the banished immortal in the sky, just like a celestial being, perfect, and his eyes seem to contain all the stars in the sky.

The troll roared and howled.

Immediately, he slapped his palm, as if he wanted to teach the ant that was yelling at him a lesson.

In an instant, the strong wind was wanton!

Qin Mo's expression remained unchanged and he slowly drew his sword.

A mouthful of awe-inspiring True Qi rising from the Qi Sea.

Lightning arcs filled the blade.

Chant the mantra in your mouth.

"The Nine Heavens Xuansha turned into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven was used to attract it with the sword!"

The moment the words fell.

The sword held by Qin Mo seemed to be engraved with endless runes, and a breath rose into the sky, triggering the power of thunder from the sky, and suddenly fell down.

A moment!

The world suddenly became blazing white, and the troll was instantly wiped out by the thunder without any resistance.

The video ends abruptly here.

After a brief silence, the crowd immediately became excited again.

Li Xunhuan: "Hey, it's so scary. The boss is indeed a boss."

The big bones were boiled into soup: "...big, great immortal?"

The old Taoist is about to turn a hundred years old: "Immortal... is so powerful."

I am not Lin Fengjiao: "I agree +1, the Divine Ability of the Immortal is vast, we mortals can only maintain our awe by peeping at the screen with trembling."

Uchiha Dance King: "This..."

Uchiha Madara's eyes widened.

The aura on that giant monster was more powerful than the Nine Tails, but it was no more than a single move in this man's hands!

This is the real strong man. He can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain, and the edges of his palms will appear and die! In comparison, what is his Eye of the Moon plan?

Uchiha Madara is now doubting life.

Originally, he thought that as an old man, he had experienced too many things and could calmly accept everything in front of him. However, since joining the group, he had been shocked more times than he had in his entire life. His three views were pressed to the ground and rubbed together. .

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