"Have you become an immortal?"

Tu Shanjun suddenly looked, and his eyes swept over, and he saw a pair of longing eyes and a hot persistence.

They came here to become immortals. This answer has puzzled them for too long. Everyone hopes that Tushanjun, who has survived the "big horror", can answer them.

Turning back his eyes, Zu Weng and Dao brother also had questions in their eyes, but they didn't seem to want Tu Shanjun to say more.

All the Yamas came near and saluted silently.

The leaders of the Palm Heaven who stood outside the Galaxy Realm remained silent.

He saw several powerful inspirations.

Among them, there are actually more powerful than the ancestor of Hehuan Sect, "Xuanyu".

Of course, for him now, the ordinary leader of the Palm Heaven is no longer his opponent, unless the opponent is a strong man with a profound foundation comparable to the Qing Emperor, or he is simply an ancient existence like the ancestors of the Three Sects.

Tushanjun shook his head regretfully and said, "No."

Wuliang Xiaoyao Ancient Master was stunned.

The Corpse Emperor looked over in shock. He didn't want to believe that the leader of the Palm Heaven Sect, who was so powerful, had not become an immortal yet. The other party was an existence that escaped from the great terror.

For eternity, I have never heard of any strong man who had been 'disappeared' by the terror to come back.

Although there are often silent ancient great supernatural powers that appear in the world, it only means that the other party seals himself with secret techniques, and even stays in the world without taking action. How could he "disappear" in the terror in full view of the public like Tushanjun, and then come back alive.

No one doubted whether Tushanjun planned such a battle himself, because if it were the monk's plan, it would only prove that Tushanjun was even more terrifying, because even they did not see clearly how they took action.

"No……"

The Corpse Emperor lowered his head in disappointment, his eyes full of disbelief. After so many years of asking for immortality, he even forgot who he was, but no answer proved that "immortal". Tu Shanjun, who had withstood the terror, even told him "no", as if everything he had established was collapsing quickly.

"Heaven,"

"Where is an immortal?!" The Corpse Emperor roared and roared.

The dead silence spread among the monks, and many old magical powers shed tears on the spot.

"Not becoming an immortal..."

"Becoming an immortal is probably a scam."

"Does the immortal we are pursuing really exist?"

“…”

An ancient great power cried and choked.

They were originally powerful men standing at the top of the world of the world, and they had no emotions to shake them, but now they were crying loudly.

Sadness enveloped everyone.

The great demon sighed and said, "Even he has not become an immortal."

The Holy Spirit Ancestor Emperor said without any sadness: "The monks like the Emperor of Heaven have disappeared from great horror. He is a spirit of weapon. He should have taken a cleverness, maybe..."

Although the ancestor emperor did not finish his words, everyone realized something. Perhaps this is a good way to avoid the terror.

As he said that, several leaders looked at the Emperor.

The Emperor was shrouded in the soft light of all dharmas, and he could only vaguely see the other person holding his shoulders.

"The old monk heard that the banner holder was a disciple of a fellow Taoist." The Buddha's thunder sound slowly spread out.

"good."

The Emperor nodded without justification.

"All things are here to be prosperous!" The ancestor of the Beast Control Sect said with a smile.

...

Xiaoyao Ancient Master's eyes were dim, but he saw that Tushan Jun's expression was as normal. Logically speaking, such a blow should be more and less to Tushan Jun. Why did the leader not change his color? So he then bowed and looked at Tushan Jun: "You dare to ask senior, are there real immortals in this world?"

Tu Shanjun looked over and nodded slightly, "Yes."

Everyone's sadness immediately stopped because of Tushanjun's answer.

Each of them had different faces, but they all showed a look of expectation.

The Corpse Emperor hurriedly asked, "What did you see in the great horror? Is there a way to become an immortal?"

Tu Shanjun said lightly: "You have too many problems!"

As he said that, he was about to turn around. He told the Emperor of Heaven that he was not afraid of the monks chasing him, but he would not reveal what he saw and heard in the great horror to others. The reason he could answer the first two questions was because he had thought in his mind and had to rely on the power of everyone, otherwise he would not even answer a question.

The Corpse Emperor and the Ancient Master Xiaoyao obviously did not dare to stop Mr. Tu Shan.

This leader killed Hunpeng Emperor like killing a chicken, and it is probably not difficult to kill them.

"Please stop me with fellow Taoists."

Tushanjun paused.

Looking back.

The man who came was tall, holding a battle halberd in his hand, standing upright like a demon god.

He was the leader of the Demon Heaven, the great Demon God, and the cultivator who first cut the starry sky and split the heaven and earth into two halves.

Although Mo Tian is not a land like the five worlds, the leader who can unify Mo Tian is only strong and not weak in terms of Taoist practice, at least slightly better than Tushan Jun who once unified the cloudy sky.

Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "What are you going to know about fellow Taoists?"

The great demon god bowed and said, "I would like to ask fellow Taoists to show us a clear path for our stubbornness."

"Please give us a clear path!"

The monks shouted in unison.

Tushan Jun was still unmoved. The information he had obtained desperately could not tell the people of the world. Moreover, there were not many cultivators who had reached his step. At least in Tushan Jun's view, these masters of the Palm Heaven Sect are qualified to enter the "non-nothing" and immortal training. If one person succeeds, the path of immortality will be broken.

The Holy Spirit Ancestor took a step forward and asked in a deep voice: "Can you not think about the future of the cultivation world?"

"When the great terror is coming, no one can escape the end of everything."

"When it comes finally, everything will be buried!"

"All sentient beings suffer."

The Buddha stood in the West, recited Amitabha Buddha, and looked at Tushan Jun with calm eyes under the Buddha's light.

The information that Mr. Tushan received was too important, and it was related to the people of the world and the secret of becoming an immortal. They may be slightly inferior in their cultivation, but they must not ignore it.

"Fellow Daoist, you may be strong enough, but what about her..." The ancestor of the Beast Control Sect pointed to Tushan Jinghong and continued: "She is only three Taoist Lords, how much magic can she provide to fellow Taoists? And I think the "Wheel King" in the underworld who is in charge of the Soul Banner has completely disappeared."

"Fellow Taoist does not consider it for the people, but also for her."

Zi Daoxu's eyes suddenly became low and he thought to himself. These old things, the leader of the sect, Gu, is indeed not a good-for-nothing lamp. He can see through Tushanjun's problem at a glance. If the magic power supply is insufficient, it is indeed impossible to exert sufficient strength, especially when Jinghong is still a Taoist master, this situation will be even worsened.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "I should get what I should get."

It’s not that Zi Daoxu shrank, but he was hit by the Hunpeng Emperor when he protected Jinghong. Otherwise, he would have some chance. But at the same time, he also understood that he did not have the ‘Shadow of the Leader’ and could not snatch out the Soul Banner from the hands of the great powers. He could only replace Jinghong to get the Soul Banner when the Soul Banner returns.

Unfortunately, there is never a saying.

Zu Weng held the hilt of the sword and said nothing.

The Yamas in the underworld surrounded Jinghong.

The tense atmosphere stagnated the air.

"You are right, you may not be able to kill all of us before your mana is exhausted!"

A long roar came from the crowd of great supernatural powers.

Tu Shanjun's eyes narrowed, his eyes were as if he had arrived, and his sharp fairy aura passed over the heads of everyone like an invisible sword aura, and he said coldly: "Who said that, stand up!"

In the silence of air, the air was as quiet as it was, and the great power of speaking suddenly appeared around the space.

None of them was next to him.

The ancestor of the Beast Control Sect is a powerful leader of the Palm Heaven Sect. Even if it is a threat, he is more tactful. What is his cultivation level? An ordinary fifth step is like a native chicken and a tiled dog in front of the leader of the Palm Heaven Sect, let alone facing Tushanjun. Therefore, although many people have the idea of ​​unity, no one answers.

He was isolated by the great power of great power and looked left and right, and collapsed on the ground with a thud.

Sweats are raining.

Several masters of the Palm Heaven looked at the Emperor.

The person who holds the banner is the disciple of the Emperor, and everyone hopes that the Emperor can persuade him.

The Emperor looked as usual, his face was cold and he did not speak.

"Amitabha, we have no intention of being an enemy of the leader."

The Buddha made a smooth move and said with a smile: "It's really the secret of becoming an immortal that has troubled the people for too long. As long as the leader tells what he sees and hears after his disappearance, no matter what the leader has requested, we will do our best to complete it."

Tushanjun sneered, and the fairy light flashed past everyone and said lightly: "Can you represent the world?"

The Buddha was not angry and said with a smile: "At least in Buddhism, the old monk still has some prestige."

"The same is true for my Xuanmen." The Holy Spirit Ancestor Emperor hurriedly spoke.
To be continued...