Su Ding reacted quickly and knelt down with a "pop".

He had never heard of anyone who could summon others in the Wanfa Tower, but because of this, he realized the horror of the people in front of him.

This is probably the big man in Wanfa Tower...

"Su Ding, a disciple of the outer sect of the Longquan Realm and Feixian Mountain, joined the Wanfa Tower for 83 years, and was exchanged for "Asura", and promoted to the tenth capital Asura..."

"Senior, is..."

Su Ding's heart trembled and sweat was seen on his forehead.

This calm and indifferent voice almost revealed all his details, many of which were even something that only he himself knew...

"There is no real name in the Wanfa Tower, you can call me 'Nine Heavens'..."

"Master Jiutian?!"

Su Ding's body shook and his heart almost stopped.

The Wanfa Tower does not come from the Longquan Realm, but most of the many Wanfa practitioners he knows come from the Longquan Realm.

And the most famous one is the "Nine Heavens"!

No one knows why his real name is, but his reputation first spread, but more than 8,000 years ago!

It is suspected to be an old monster who was active before Emperor Longquan was transformed!

"Master Jiutian, junior..."

"I call you here to do two things. After the matter is done, I will promise you the Great Asura Dao Fruit!"

Indifference interrupted Su Ding's words to show his loyalty, and the man in white, who claimed to be "Nine Heavens", spoke lightly:

"Two things, one is that there is a fairy mountain called "Fangcun" in the mountains and seas. I want you to go there and get a "stone monkey"..."

Great Asura?!

Su Ding's mind was beating wildly, and he almost couldn't hear the following sentence clearly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and responded quickly:

"Young people will die if you are in trouble!"

“The second…”

The figure of the man in white paused slightly and threw out a yellowed talisman:

"Second, take this fortune-telling talisman and find a person who calls "Yang Ni" on my behalf to take his fortune..."

"Yang Ni?"

Su Ding took the yellow talisman with both hands and wanted to say something, but he felt a dazed mind, and there was no shadow of the white clothes or Wanfa Tower in front of him.

...

"One day in the sky, one year underground! The mountain and sea realm are afraid that this is very close to the heaven. The years have passed so violently..."

Under the ancient Bodhi tree, a man in white talked to himself.

Hurry ~

It seems that the wind is blowing, and the ancient tree is stretching its branches and leaves, and it seems that the sound of astringent and aging comes from the tree body:

"Do you really decide to get involved in the Tianhai Realm, a place of battle? It's too difficult to practice today. If you are not careful, you will have to lose your way..."

The man in white sat indifferently and said after a long time:

"The great way is difficult to move, I only fight for it. I am willing or unwilling to go, and I will go in the end!"

"Fight for cruising, fight for cruising! But I don't know where is the end?"

In the swaying ancient tree, the old voice sighed:

"Sometimes, I really want to give up, give up fighting, give up the rank, give up everything..."

"If you really want to give up, you will not change to the 'Bodhi Tree' level..."

The man in white sneered and interrupted the old tree's sigh:

"You are depressed at this moment, nothing more than the lack of trace of "Old Buddha". If His trace appears now, you will be crazy!"

"well……"

The ancient tree was speechless, and all kinds of thoughts turned into a sigh:

"One day, Buddha finally came to the Bodhi tree, but the Bodhi tree at that time was not me.

Nine days, I'm dying, I'm dying..."

The world of heaven, the world of sand, the same Tao, and different years.

With the Tianhai Realm as the core, one day, one year lower than the next, and the distance is far away, and it increases.

The body of Wanfa Tower is endlessly far away from the sea of ​​heaven and sea, which is a powerful tool for prolonging life, which can be extended in the end.

Long, will it last forever...

"It really doesn't work. Let's join the Tao! Even if you become a Taoist ghost, you will have a chance to go against the will of heaven and change your fate. If you die of old age, you will be really dead..."

The man in white said coldly:

"You have no other choice! The flow rate of time in Wanfa Tower is a hundred times slower than that of the mortal world. You can't wait for it. You have no chance!"

"If you follow the Tao, how can you hear the Tao? I don't do it, I don't do it!"

The old tree seemed to be shaking its head, and the branches and leaves were moving, and did not mention this matter again, and instead asked:

"Who is Yang Ni you are talking about? I have noticed your murderous intent and fear..."

"Yang Ni!"

It seemed that the cold wind blew up the sleeves, and the long hair of the man in white was raised.

"The evils gather together, the demon that destroys the world! This demon, this demon..."

Boom!

It seemed that there was a thunder that flooded the world in the Wanfa Tower. The storm roared and the air exploded like a cloud. There was a cold and cold roar that kept echoing:

"Damn it!"

...

...

"Bad! You dare to be lazy!"

"Before sunset, if the military camp cannot be built here, you will have no food to eat!"

"Dare you dare to glare at me? Drag it and feed the dog!"

The angrily yelled loudly along with the sound of whipping, which spread far in the wind and snow.

There are still thousands of civilians inside and outside the Seven Killing King City that are about to be built, brave the cold and transporting wood and stones to build the city.

In the biting cold wind, from time to time, civilians are whipped to death or frozen to death. After that, the dead bodies will be dragged away and those who are alive will continue to fill the vacancy.

"Natural disasters, man-made disasters..."

On the Star Welcoming Platform, the red armor was blown by the wind. The old demon of Black Mountain suddenly turned his head and glanced at the dying cloaked man in the corner:

"What does it feel like to see the same tribe being driven and slaughtered like a pig or dog?"

There was no response, and the blood-red eyes under the cloak stared at the old demon, as if there were flames burning inside.

"Li Baihu, I won't come again. Although he has the ultimate rank, he has not yet achieved ten capitals and two have not achieved martial saints. Even if he wants to sneak into the city, it is impossible..."

Feeling the look that seemed to be about to cut himself into pieces, the old demon smiled:

"For thousands of years, you have occupied the most fertile, warm and lush Central Plains in the world,

It’s time for you to taste the suffering we have suffered for thousands of years!”

"You, damn..."

The hoarse voice with a strong smell of gunpowder came from under the blood-stained cloak. A violent pain kept coming, but Qi Gang still sneered:

"How can a small tribe face a great country? It's ridiculous and self-esteem!"

"The luck is like the wind and the clouds, and it will not stay in one place forever, and it will eventually be a time of circulation..."

The old demon lowered his eyes and looked down at the Seven Killing King City that had almost been cultivated in the wind and snow:

"It's only a little short, and it's only a little short short of my life when I enter the Central Plains..."

call!

As he muttered to himself, he suddenly raised his eyes, and his dark eyes as dark as ink outlined the snowy world under the cold wind.

It seems that I saw the huge dragon head protruding from the wind and snow in the distance.

as well as,

The mysterious swordsman sitting quietly on it and raised his eyes!

"Sha Polang..."
Chapter completed!