Chapter 503
Immortal Ancient Imperial City.
Palace.
In the magnificent and gorgeous Golden Luang Hall, a middle-aged man sat on a chair, with terrifying cultivation fluctuations on his body, without looking carefully, he could clearly see that small worlds were suspended around him, shattered, destroyed, and reborn… The vicissitudes of the world are evolving with his thoughts.
Immortal Emperor.
Quasi-emperor Xiuwei.
Even in the current Emperor Fall Great World cultivation fall, far beyond ordinary cultivators, a light swept away, a small world was destroyed under fluctuations in an instant, and blood merged into rivers and seas.
Suddenly, there were several loud rumbling outside the door, violent footsteps came, and an ancient ghost walked in quickly, with a gloomy face: “Your Excellency, there are people who have killed the gate, they have killed the guarding generals, and they are slaughtering outside the city gate, do you want to go and see…” The
Immortal Emperor slowly opened his closed pupils, there were no whites and pupils in his eyes, like a hollow nothingness, and said lightly: “No need, these kinds of ants are not worth my sight.” The
ancient ghost general said, “No, this person is extremely powerful, and there are already many quasi-saints planted in his hands…”
The Immortal Emperor waved his hand lightly, he had already known about this through the Holy Sect.
The ancient ghost general wanted to say something more, suddenly there was a violent roar, the earth was turbulent, the earth was shaking, and the entire immortal ancient imperial city was shaking, like a lonely boat on the sea, which could be subverted at any time.
The ancient ghost turned the face of the king of the law significantly more gloomy, and said, “Your Lord, look…” The
Immortal Emperor waved his hand and said, “Well, since the Wu Gu Wei clan has been hidden in this space, for two whole eras, no human race has ever stepped into this realm, so let’s take a look.” With
a bang, a purple-black light flashed, and the figure of the Immortal Emperor disappeared.
The next moment, above the walls of the Imperial City, the void fluctuated, condensing the figure of the Immortal Emperor.
The city wall is mottled and thick, as high as the Great Wall of the starry sky, towering.
The Immortal Emperor stood above, his pupils indifferently swept the situation below, and he saw a white-clothed Terran fighting with many ancient Wei people, he was freshly dressed and angry, and he punched out, his qi and blood were like dragons, stirring the big earthquake, the power can pull out mountains, and the mountains and rivers are strong.
With every punch thrown, a Gu Wei tribe member splashed with blood on the spot and became a corpse.
“It’s really powerful, but that’s about it. “The Immortal Emperor’s eyes are indifferent, and the dead clansmen will all cultivate through the Holy Tomb, and he is not worried about the fall.
However, at this moment, the Immortal Emperor suddenly observed something, and his expression was cold.
Far away, he saw clearly, saw the white-clothed Terran clearly, there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation, the whole person seemed to have no cultivation, and his divine consciousness swept away like a mud cow into the sea, and he could not feel a little breath feedback.
“Hmm?” a
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trace of fluctuation appeared on the face of the Immortal Emperor Gujing Wubo.
However, this fluctuation soon returned to nothingness.
I can’t see that cultivation is nothing more than three situations.
First, the white-clothed Terran cultivation was very high, far surpassing himself.
But this is absolutely impossible, now that the emperor has fallen into the world, there is no emperor in the world, and the strongest is only the quasi-emperor, unless he is an existence above the quasi-emperor, but this is obviously impossible.
The second is to use some kind of means of shielding the breath, such as pills or exercises, but this is also impossible, as a quasi-emperor, he has never seen any strong winds and waves, how can he not see through him.
Third, he himself has no cultivation.
This is even more unlikely.
Without cultivation, he could kill so many quasi-saints?
The eyes of the Immortal Emperor gradually became solemn.
But don’t really care.
Since there are no three, it should be physical cultivation.
Throughout the ages, whether it is the emperor falling to the great world, or the golden world, or the glorious world, or even the defiant world before the glorious world, there are endless physical cultivations.
Those who cultivate the body without cultivating the divine soul, but only cultivating the flesh, can be said to have gone to the extreme, they gave up everything, only cultivated the flesh body, and cultivated the flesh body to the absolute top of the top, one finger can pull out the mountain, and one hair can cut the saint!”
The
Immortal Emperor’s pupils flashed with contempt.
The physical cultivation under his command is flooded like the water of the Yellow River, and one of them is a hegemon-level existence when he walks out casually, and the physical cultivation of this later life does not know if he can take a move?
“Hand over my master, otherwise, blood will flow here today!” Treating
this sentence, the Immortal Emperor just smiled lightly, and then waved his hand to the side: “Who is that, just send someone over and destroy him.” ”
A physical cultivation in the afterlife is not enough to make him angry.
Not even the slightest mood swing.
To him, the white-clothed Terrans were just newborn calves and were not afraid of tigers.