Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Still Let People Live?(1/3)
The fox didn't know that his tone was plain, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
He said lightly: "Held by the gods and demons, the Black Demon Star has gathered dozens of races, including more than 100 Golden Immortals, more than 1,000 True Immortals, thousands of Heavenly Immortals, gathered together the Mahayana, overcome tribulation, merged with the Tao, and tens of millions of soldiers in the Yuanshen Realm."
Wan Jian Taoist: “………”
"When the master saw this scene, he was extremely worried and said that if these beasts still entered the Ancestral Star, the Ancestral Star would inevitably fall, and billions of people would be completely slaughtered and enslaved, so... the master stood up."
Before we knew it, the fox didn't know the name of rivers and changed.
Before, he called Jianghe "Grandman".
Now, it is "master".
First of all, the combat power displayed by Jianghe is too strong.
Not to mention calling the master, or calling the father a few times, I don’t know that the fox is willing to do it.
Furthermore, Erlangzi and Sanlangzi are in their ears every day. The master's name is called Fox Mei. He is called "Old Master" alone, which makes him look a bit special.
The fox ignored the Wan Jian Taoist and continued: "At that time, the master was supervising the Heavenly Demon Star outside the sky. The God of the God Clan seemed to have discovered the clue. In order to avoid alarming the snake, the master took action directly after a meal."
"Owner……"
"What did you just say?"
The Taoist Wan Jian interrupted the fox and said in a suspicious tone: "I didn't hear it clearly just now. Are you talking about... Haotian God King?"
"That's right."
The fox nodded.
The Taoist Wan Jian was shocked and said, "It was the disciple of the God Lord who had not reached the realm of the God King, but he was awarded the title of the God King. More than a dozen top golden immortals could not kill him and fought against Daluo and escaped without losing his body?"
Hu Fuzhi nodded again and said, "In addition, a master has also been dispatched from the demon clan, named Modoro, and his strength is not weak..."
"Modoro!"
The Taoist Wan Jian felt that he was going crazy and shouted: "I have heard of him. He is a disciple of the Demon Ancestor of the Demon Clan. His strength is comparable to that of the God King Haotian. What do you mean by saying that the God King Haotian and Modoro are here?........."
The Taoist Wan Jian felt that he was shocked not as many times as he had in his life.
He looked around and said, "Since Modoro and the God King Haotian are both here, have they not taken action to stop Jianghe? With their strength, even Daluo can do anything. How can a true immortal in Jianghe be their opponent?"
"Excuse me."
Hu Wuzhi glanced at the Taoist Wan Jian and said, "The real person Wan Jian doesn't know that my master is already in the Golden Immortal Realm, and he is not the weak Golden Immortal who has just entered, but the Great Perfect Golden Immortal Realm."
"This is impossible!"
The Taoist Wan Jian screamed.
His voice changed.
As if he was pinched to his throat, he had a bit of an old eunuch's voice, saying in silence: "He was still the Great Perfect of the True Immortal Realm a few days ago, and he didn't have the intention to break through... Even if he could break through, how could he achieve the Great Perfect of the Golden Immortal Realm in just a few days?"
"I have practiced for more than 6,000 years and entered the realm of Golden Immortal more than 2,000 years ago."
"In the realm of Golden Immortal, he has been practicing hard for 4,000 years, and now he is still a line away from the Great Perfection of Golden Immortals. He is a cultivator who was a true immortal a few days ago. How could he enter the Great Perfection of Golden Immortals within a few days?"
The fox couldn't help it.
Shaking his head, he said, "I don't know."
Even though he wanted to deliberately show a light and light look, there was still a bit of shock in his pupils.
yes!
I have been practicing for almost 3,000 years.
now……
He is still a real fairyland, and he has no golden immortal.
Master, how did it take in just a few days...
Pooh!
A few bullshit days.
If others don’t know, how can you not know?
When he went out, he was still in the real fairyland. The battle ended and the great perfection of the Golden Immortal Realm was only completed. The whole process took more than two hours.
More than two hours?
It takes several months or even years for the ordinary true immortal realm to break through to the Golden Immortal Realm, to overcome the immortal tribulation, to understand the great way, and to consolidate the realm?
At this moment, a fairy light came from far away.
But it was the river that flew over.
He flew over alone, and as for the farm, he had already collected it.
He saw the Taoist Wan Jian and the Prince from afar, and called out in a voice: "Minister Wang, fellow Taoist Wan Jian..."
Some surprise, asked, "Why are you here?"
Wang Hou and Wan Jian Taoist looked up and down for a while, suppressed the doubts in their hearts and said, "Mr. Jiang, it's Minister Wang who is worried that something will happen to you..."
The process of the Wan Jian Taoist finding the king and prince on his own was briefly explained.
The rivers were a little moved.
But, he was not a person who was good at saying some stingy words of gratitude, and immediately said, "Thank you, but it's just a mere Hundred Tribe Alliance, a native chicken and a tile dog. I was just worried that after their invasion of Zuxing would affect my peaceful life, so I took the initiative to attack and take action in advance, and actively strangle all uneasiness factors into the cradle."
“………”
Wanghou and Wan Jian Taoist didn't know how to speak for a while.
What you said...
So simple and easy!
That's the Hundred Tribes Alliance!
Why do you think it is like an ant in your mouth?
However, it seems that the case is the case.
Taoist Wan Jian couldn't help but say, "Mr. Jiang, are you Jinxian?"
Jianghe nodded.
"And, the Golden Immortal Realm has been perfected?"
Jiang He nodded again.
Taoist Wan Jian took a deep breath and asked again: "But... you and I met just a few days ago. At that time, you were still a true immortal. Why... I broke through after saying that I had a breakthrough?"
Is this a idiotic question?
Jiang He glanced at the Wan Jian Taoist speechlessly and said, "If I don't break through, I can't beat the Hundred Tribes Alliance at all. Of course I have to break through!"
Forehead……
Because there is no breakthrough, I can't beat the Hundred Race Alliance?
So it's a breakthrough?
What a fuck!
The Taoist Wan Jian was speechless.
I want to break through too, maybe?
He didn't want to give up and continued to ask, "But... it's only been a few days. How did you break from the Great Perfection of the True Immortal Realm to the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal Realm?"
"this……"
Jianghe was a little irritated.
This Wanjian Taoist, who has lived for thousands of years, is he asking questions like a reporter?
I don’t know, do people have **?
But considering that this guy followed the king and prince to "rescue" him, he scolded him on the spot, which was too unkind. However, Jiang He didn't want to tell the matter about the farm and planting, so he could only ponder for a while and said in a rhetorical tone: "Maybe... people have different physiques, right?"
"Every time I break through to the great realm, I will directly reach the great perfection of this realm, making me unable to even feel a simple practice process... Alas!"
A helpless sigh made the Taoist Wan Jian take three steps back, covering his heart, pursing his lips, and his eyes turned red.
When the king heard these words, he quickly suppressed the questions in his mind.
I originally wanted to ask how Jiang He defeated more than 100 golden immortals with his own strength, but after thinking about it, he would just forget it. He was afraid that the martial arts soul he had just broken through would be a little unbearable.
But if he doesn't ask, it doesn't mean that Jianghe doesn't say it.
Jiang He sighed, "Actually... I was really impulsive this time. The God of the God of God and the Modoro of the Demon clan are very strong. If I had not broken through the realm at a critical moment and took the treasures with augmented combat power, I was afraid that this time... I would have killed at most thirty or fifty golden immortals, and they would have been beaten to death by them, instead of killing more than 80 people, and injuring and killing the God of the God of the Haotian and Modoro away."
Wanghou: “………”
Wan Jian Taoist: “………”
Jiang He did not see the faces of the two, and continued: "By the way, in addition to Modoluo and Haotian God King took away several demons and gods, I also deliberately let out more than twenty golden immortals. After all, Modoluo and Haotian God King escaped in the face of the battle and were considered deserters. Moreover, they ignored the life and death of the golden immortals of the small clan to protect their lives. Once these golden immortals of the small clan convey the news, the two gods and demons should not feel good."
To be continued...