Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

　　 In a city in the north, one of them is a quaint and quiet mansion with brilliant lights.

　　 was originally the master house of the famous eight-star royal family, the Ye family.

　　 But now if someone looks at it, they will be surprised to find that there is still a Ye clan here?

　　 was once looked up to by many northern royal families.

Nowadays, this place has temporarily changed hands, and it has become a meeting place for the six nine-star royal families. No one can watch. All the Ye clan members are forced to retreat to another residence, even the great master of the nine-air realm of the Ye family. Ye Hetu, as expected.

at this time.

　　 In the Ye's lobby, only seven people are sitting here.

　　 Five of them, judging from their looks, are all middle-aged people just entering the prime of life.

　　 Everyone, but there seems to be a strong breath that has gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes, which is daunting.

　　 "Ke family, why is no one here?" The middle-aged man sitting first on the left, wearing a thin red shirt, made a cold voice with a hint of irony:

　　 "Why? Didn't you just die two juniors?"

　　 "The Ke family is so scrupulous that they dare not come to discuss and deal with Chu Lingxiao?"

　　 The five middle-aged people in this lobby, don't think that they have black hair and silky hair, and they look no different from ordinary middle-aged people. They really take them as such.

　　 They are all masters of the sky, super old monsters in the weather!

　　 That manhood look.

　　 is the most powerful proof that you are only one step away from the Supreme Realm, rejuvenation!

　　 "Brother Qin, you have lived for two hundred years anyway, don't be so impatient."

　　 The middle-aged man who sits first on the right, with a bookish look and a white coat, is more like a childlike, slightly frivolous second generation ancestor.

　　 doesn't seem to care about anything at all.

　　 There was a faint smile on his face, a lazy expression, one foot was on the side of the chair, his head was raised, and a paper fan was turned in his hand while playing, talking and laughing:

　　 "The Ke family won’t come if they don’t come, but Ke Zhenlie is one of them. Is it possible that our old guys can't deal with that guy named Chu Lingxiao?"

　　 Earth and Qi, so what

　　What about the peerless evildoers in the weather?

　　 In this northern land, it is not yet a turn for a boy to give orders!

　　 "Brother Xiao, do you think I would be afraid of a little baby in my twenties?" The middle-aged man in the red shirt gave a cold snort, a trace of disdain on his face:

　　 "As long as it's not in the Supreme Realm, you don't need to go to it at all, I can kill him alone!"

　　 "I'm just weird, why hasn't Ke Zhenlie here yet?"

　　……

　　 At this time, the only beautiful woman on the left, covering her small mouth, suddenly chuckled:

　　 "That old guy, he has been in retreat for a hundred years, and I don't know whether it is life or death."

　　 "Besides, how long can a little furry boy turn around?"

　　 This beautiful lady, although wearing an ancient black shirt, adds a mysterious and enchanting color to her enchanting body.

　　 She then talked and laughed:

　　 "Anyway, Miss Ling has clearly told us now."

　　 "That junior named Chu Lingxiao is not a supreme old monster who is rejuvenated, so we don't need to wait and see."

　　 "After three days, when his birthday arrives, it will be his...death!"

The last two words of 　　beautiful woman were uttered, and the faint laughter suddenly turned into a trace of cold murderous air, sweeping the entire lobby.

　　 This is a woman who must not be able to look at it from the surface. If you turn her face, she will turn her face, otherwise you don't know how you died.

　　 The four middle-aged people shook their heads and smiled.

　　 This woman is still the same as before, her words are like soft wind, but her heart is like a poisonous scorpion.

　　 just what she said was right.

　　 Chu Lingxiao, must die!

　　 In the northern land, only their six kings have the final say, and there is no room for a young man to be presumptuous!

　　 The main hall was sitting in front of the white skirt girl who was sitting on Wangyue Cliff with the old servant of the Six-Aura Grand Master.

　　 Although she still had a lingering lingering fear about what happened on Mochizuki Cliff, she said to herself faintly in her heart:

　　 "It's a pity, although Chu Lingxiao is a peerless evildoer."

　　 "But I don't know how to advance or retreat, and I just want to go my own way. After all, I will die before I reach a higher level!"

　　 The girl in the white skirt is sure in her heart.

　　Chu Lingxiao, although she is qualified to be in her eyes, she is not the person her Jiangnan Ling family is looking for.

　　……

　　 Only, at this moment.

　　 A Taijizong main courtyard where the ancient sect is hidden, with the great master of the eight auras.

　　 is a miserable situation.

　　 is like **** on earth, plunged into a sea of ​​fire, and there are screams everywhere.

　　 All the elders of Tai Chi Sect.

　　All disciples.

　　Whether it is a newcomer to the martial arts, or a martial arts master who can be in the outside world, a powerful and powerful family.

　　 are all beheaded one after another.

　　 A pool of blood, flowing in every corner of Tai Chi Sect, the blood has stained the entire land, and it has been able to pile up into a **** stream.

　　 The golden plaque that was once the supreme gods list, personally inscribed, was ruthlessly picked off, broken into two pieces, and inserted into the ground forcibly.

　　The only remaining great master of the Six Qi Realm in Taiji Sect, with **** wounds all over his body, still desperately resisting, watching the disciples around him fall down one by one, he was in grief and wailed:

　　 "My Tai Chi school, more than 300 years of foundation, is over!!!"

　　 "Why, who are you guys!"

　　 His eyes were full of anger, and he stared at the strange old men who were around him, staring at him.

boom!

　　 But, as soon as he finished speaking, he was slashed in the neck with a stab of blood, and he fell to the ground.

　　 The only ancestor of the Earth-Aura in Taiji Sect, he was directly attacked and killed by two old monsters who were in the same Earth-Aura in the retreat.

　　 to death.

　　 He has his eyes wide open, there is a kind of anger that will not look at him.

　　 Chen Daoji, the current lord of the Taiji Sect, had a big opening in his stomach at this time, blood drenched his whole body, and his expression looked extremely tragic.

　　Think about his Tai Chi Sect~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The superpower who once served as the supreme leader of the gods, Zeng Weizhen for an era, the entire north was surrendered.

　　 Now.

　　 was actually destroyed!

　　 He can't figure out why, who the **** are these people!

　　 "Do you want to know why?"

　　 Suddenly, a slender figure, with scattered moonlight, walked to Chen Daoji step by step.

　　 It was a young man wearing a blue robe with a frightening breath:

　　 "Well, I'll tell you, anyone related to Chu Lingxiao, even Tai Chi Sect, must die!"

　　 Tai Chi Sect used to be the supreme of the gods, he needs to look up.

　　 But now is different, he no longer needs to hold any respect!

　　 Chen Daoji fell silent directly after hearing the three words Chu Lingxiao. He didn't expect that this was the reason that provoke this group of people.

　　 a few seconds later.

　　 He raised his head, staring directly at the youth coldly, his eyes full of hatred, and gritted his teeth:

"who are you!"

　　 "Me?" Qing Young snorted, and there was a sense of majestic pride in his words:

　　 "Remember, my name is Ke Zhenlie. Now you can call me Ke Zhizun. If you can die on my hands, you won't be in vain!"

　　Yes, Chen Daoji suddenly laughed. The laugh was so ironic, so mocking:

　　 "Hahahaha, Ke... Supreme? Ke Zhizun?"

　　 "I Chen Daoji on Huangquan Road, I will be waiting for you, hahahaha!"

　　 Chen Daoji looked directly at Ke Zhenlie with a look towards the ignorant, the frog at the bottom of the well.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 But in the next second, his head was severed with a knife, and the Taiji Sect, which had been passed down for three hundred years, died!