Sign in a New Species Every Day

With a thunderous thunder rumbling, like a grind rolling from a distance, a shimmering giant figure appeared from the gloomy sky.

Half entrusted in the void, like a demon, overlooking all beings.

Lu Xuanjia lowered his head and looked down at the cultivators who were staring at him in horror. Among them, there were immortal king masters at the same level as him.

No, to be precise, it should be most of the fairy king masters who are in the same realm as him.

And a small part is beyond his realm.

One, two, three, and even fourth orders higher than him.

In the cultivation world of the entire universe, the encounter between these two parties will undoubtedly be the result of them being above the top, casting encouraging eyes at the younger generation who is lower than their own strength.

Regardless of the genre of cultivation, roughly speaking, it is easy in the middle and difficult in the two.

It is difficult to get started, and a mortal without talent may not get started for the whole life.

Talent and savvy, these two points alone have already blocked most mortals at the door.

And those who can successfully get started, can you say that they are talented?

It is true among mortals, but it is not yet known when it comes to the group of cultivators they have become.

A mortal picks one from a hundred miles, and one from a thousand miles. Among cultivators, it's nothing but ordinary.

In the middle of Yi, as long as you can successfully get started in cultivation, you will enter a period of stability. As long as you practice hard, your cultivation strength will steadily improve. It's just a matter of speed and slowness.

Finally, after practicing to a certain level, the limitations of talent and understanding reappear, and certain levels may not be able to break through in their lifetime.

Just like the old Jian Xian who fell in the valley, his understanding was insufficient and he realized himself to death.

Such a method of death may make people laugh out loud.

But in fact, among these cultivators, I don't know how many cultivators are like him, trapped in shackles and blockades, and finally their life span is exhausted, and they are gone.

Seeing the horrified eyes cast by these cultivators who should have taken his younger generation indifferently, Lu Xuanzhi's heart was moved, but his expression was silent and unmoved.

I have to say that Suzaku is worthy of pretending to be a little expert in the world. It is dark and dark, and only for you as the background. Between the world, but the distance between you, Suzaku instantly created the image of the demon **** played by Lu Xuanjia. Become the only existence that can be watched and looked up to.

She Mingxian and others worked hard to stabilize their bodies from the wind, and all looked up at the figure that appeared with the wind.

Can't see his face clearly, because the figure is too large and too tall, as if standing proudly between the sky and the earth, he wants to break the sky and crush the ground.

And how can a cultivator like them see the whole picture, just peep the leopard inside and see a part of it.

At this moment, no one would think about the strength of this figure.

She Mingxian and others were completely shocked, and they didn't dare to think about his strength, but a voice in his heart kept telling them.

Is this the ancient **** in the legend of the cultivation world?

Between gestures, heaven and earth moved. If he travels, the mountains give way, and the thousands of rivers worship, it is an inadvertent word and deed that can make heaven and earth change for him.

At this moment, She Mingxian and the others were a little panicked. They were not so panicked even when they first saw the head, participated in the Ten Thousand Fa conference, and stood on the Zongmen Hall for the first time to receive worship from thousands of disciples.

In an instant, they had lost the ability to think and just stared blankly.

What kind of fear, fear, I am afraid that will gradually emerge after this matter passes.

"It's almost there!" Suzaku's voice came from Lu Xuanjia's ear, reminding him.

Lu Xuanjia's purpose was to drive these cultivators back, and to prevent people from the Tianheng Star Territory from coming back. Of course, he didn't just show his face and he had to say his own requirements!

To be honest, in fact, in that state just now, Lu Xuanzhi was also a little airy. Who wouldn't want to be aloof and worship sentient beings.

And he just got a "three-minute experience card", and enjoyed this feeling of being feared and worshipped in advance.

It was inevitable that he was a little fluttering, but he quickly recovered. The "experience card" was just an "experience card". It was not the time to float. When the day really arrived, it would not be too late to float.

Lu Xuanzhi recalled Suzaku's script, and his eyes gradually showed the coldness and unhappiness that a tyrannical demon should have.

Not to mention, this group of ants disturbed their "sleeping" at this time.

"Ats! How many years has it been in the wasteland? Is this Qingtianyuan also your presumptuous place?" The sound came like a thunder, and fell in the ears of She Mingxian and others. It was like a sword and a sword. Struck.

The sword can still hide, but these words penetrate into the ear, there is no way to hide.

In an instant, all the people present bleed from their seven orifices, and they squatted down holding their heads with criss-crossed eyes, and even the slightest thought of resistance could not rise.

Lu Xuanzhi was stunned for a moment, what about the script? What about the good illusion?

Are these people too cooperative?

"Suzaku, did you show me this illusion?" Lu Xuanjia said in a complicated tone.

Otherwise, the mere illusion, how could it have the power to knock down dozens of people in an instant.

Moreover, many of them are powerhouses who are higher than his realm. If he meets and fights normally, he can win one.

Now in one sentence, bring down a group? What is this operation.

Suzaku was silent for a while, and then calmly replied: "Go on! They were stunned by the illusion, and they didn't even think about resisting. It was expected that this result could be caused."

"Everything is under control, proceed as planned."

"Only when you have casualties can you have a long memory. We will help you later. Then you will instantly gain the power to kill some of them in seconds."

"If there are few people who want to die, you try to choose the stronger shot."

"Remember, the posture must be handsome!"

Lu Xuanjia nodded in his heart suddenly, Suzaku is indeed a holy beast, it is indeed reliable!

It turned out that everything was under control, and the strength of the three Immortal King Caiji alone was able to create the situation in front of him. It was indeed Suzaku.

Of course, Shan Hongdou is not in the realm of the fairy king, so his realm of strength at this time is a bit higher.

"The Wasteland Calendar..." She Mingxian swallowed hard. He once read a few words about the Wasteland Calendar in an ancient book.

In the Tianheng Star Territory, the use of the wasteland calendar to record things was still in a legendary era. In that era, gods and demons were rampant, and they were just a few words and a few words.

A year in the wasteland calendar is equal to a thousand years in the accounts of the Tianheng Star Field.

Their strength, in that era, they were indeed ants, not even ants.

The script that Zhuque gave to Lu Xuanzhi was a tyrannical demon, who would kill if he didn't agree with him. Only in this way, she would not give any possibility of communication with cultivators such as She Mingxian, so that he could "poorly refuse" cultivation in the Tianheng Star Territory. Come to explore the secrets of Pakistan.