"Let's go, I haven't seen Uncle Luo for a long time." Zhou Buchen smiled faintly, picked up his sword, and followed Luo Chuan. At the peak of the third level of the heavens, he has not yet broken through to the sub-emperor. Even in the canyon, Zhou Buchen's cultivation level is not top-notch, but when the wooden sword on his shoulder is gently raised, the whole world seems to be gently picked by him. got up. "Haha, I said I would let Luo Hao go on his own, but I still can't let it go." Zhou Buchen sneered, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white pig and black dog on the edge of the forest, as well as the man with a mysterious mark on his name in the canyon. Monk. "They areBilang Camp?" Zhou Buchen raised his eyebrows. "Haoer grew up in the Cannon Fodder Camp. He is also a student of Yuan Xiao, the leader of the Eight Desolations Chapter. He is only unfamiliar with the Polang Camp. With his current Tianmen cultivation level, he still cannot discover my innate profound pattern." Luo Chuan Shaking his head: "Actually, I hope to give him a chance to really train. But they won't allow it. They pretend not to notice that Luo Hao has escaped from the Origin, but secretly mobilize the power of the Pilang Battalion to follow him. Protect Luo Hao." "There are only one of the 108 troops in Polang Camp, and there are nearly ten thousand people. The Cave Heaven Paradise is indeed the most precious place for cultivating monks." Zhou Buchen looked back and smiled. In the canyon, over 10,000 monks gathered to watch the qualifying match, talking and whispering to each other with different expressions. But Luo Hao floated down, and when he stood on the ring, among the over 10,000 onlookers, more than half of the nearly 10,000 monks suddenly became focused and nervous in their eyes. They scanned left and right with great vigilance. The nearly 10,000 gazes formed a huge picture. The defensive net, even the slightest disturbance or the slightest potential threat to Luo Hao, cannot escape the surveillance of the eyes of the French Open. The nearly 10,000 cultivators from Polang Camp disguised as spectators and onlookers are all above the first level of the heavens! This is just one of the 108 parts of Polangying! As the largest of the three battle groups under Luo Chuan, the Polang Battalion has one hundred and eight troops. Millions of monks are all average in strength and belong to the backbone. "Ten years, plus the long river of time, the Cave Heaven and the Blessed Land, a million heavens are actually not that many. But even a million heavens can't compare to one ancestor." Luo Chuan said casually. "The ancestors we have to wait for this time. To achieve great things in the future, as long as you want to, it is not a problem to create nearly three figures of ancestors." Zhou Buchen said calmly. "You have so much confidence in me?" Luo Chuan said with a smile. "Yes, many years ago, I was waiting for that day. If reincarnation had not started, where would I have found her." Zhou Buchen looked up at the starry sky above his head, smiled, and followed Luo Chuan's footsteps. On the mountain terrace, the old monk in charge of the competition in this area saw Luo Hao. His pupils shrank, and he calmly covered the mysterious mark under his wrist, and said calmly: "All nine people are here, then, let's start." Swish! The eight real winners all looked at Luo Hao with different expressions. "Senior, there are only eight people in our area participating in the final round. This guy sneaked in." Winner pointed at Luo Hao and said angrily. "Eight people? What are you talking about? It's obviously nine people. What. Do you want to question the way? Or do you want to quit?" The old monk stared at Winnower. A look of indifference. "I" The Winner looked at the old monk in disbelief, then turned his head and looked at the other seven young monks who had been promoted one by one. I saw three of them looking absurd, weird, and incredible, while the other four looked normal, as if they should be like this. Feng Xuanbin was stunned. Luo Hao was also stunned. He looked at the old monk with a hint of goodwill deep in his eyes, and then looked around. Scanning the "onlookers" who suddenly became familiar in the canyon, he curled his lips. "Sure enough, it's still like this. It was arranged by you in advance Fortunately, this time, you didn't get ahead of me." Luo Hao stretched and turned around. Facing the winnowing guest, he smiled: "Shall we have fun?" The endless slopes of the ice fields, the low and vast misty sky, and on the top of the dark mountains in the easternmost part of the star abyss, a fairy palace floats Between the sun and the moon. Above the Immortal Palace, there are many stars. There are several types of stars, stars, dark stars, ancient stars, new stars Above these stars that belong exclusively to the abyss, two groups of monks stand. These two groups of monks are very similar in dress and temperament. They wear black robes and white faces, and exude a sinister aura. They seem to be detached from the world, wandering between the nine heavens and the three realms. The hundreds of Youyou envoys on the left all flew out of Youyou Immortal Palace. The leader is an old man wearing a black cloak and a night crown. His eyes are yin and yang,Water and fire, there are vortices spinning in the bottom of his eyes. With each rotation, all living things outside the star abyss, all regular changes, will swim around in his eyes, and the vast world can be seen. ???????????????????????????????? There is only one among the Youyou envoys who can possess such magical power, the Youyou Emperor Ancestor who is above all the Youyou envoys, Youyou commanders and Youyou emperors! "You finally camewell, you even forced me out. Yes, twice." Emperor Youyou glanced back at the Youyou Immortal Palace that had just been attacked and was riddled with holes, as well as several injured Youyou The commander and the emperor finally turned their eyes to the leader of the group of Youyou messengers opposite, who only had one-third of the number: "Shi Qi This should not be your real name." "For us, what's the difference between a real name and a fake name? . The Nine Heavens Realm of Nuoda is nothing more than a history book to the Youyou monks. The vast world and all living beings are nothing more than the written symbols in this history book not to mention the names of people." Luo Shiqi smiled slightly, with a smile on his face. means. "Listening to your tone, you seem to be a little dissatisfied." Emperor Youyou nodded slightly: "That's right, if you were not dissatisfied, you would not betray Youyou Immortal Palace. Not only you, but also the betrayers behind you who are rebelling with you You guys, what are you dissatisfied with? You are already the most transcendent beings in the world. In ancient times, you could easily gain unlimited lifespan and control the power of life and death. For powerful people, you are all god-like beings. What dissatisfaction do you have? " "But don't you think that being a Youyou messenger is too lonely for this era?" Luo Shiqi said calmly. road. "Lonely? Haha, you are already transcendent and superior to all things, but you still desire the feelings that lower beings can have, and you are destroying yourself So that's the case, no wonder you are against it." Emperor Youyou said coldly, Looking at Luo Shiqi, his eyes gradually became cold and contemptuous. "I always thought that I could find the power I wanted here. However, I later discovered that this power was actually the source of my despair. Because the existence of Youyou's lineage constitutes the most important part of the order of this era. One ring, just now, reincarnation has been destroyed." Luo Shiqi raised his head and looked at Emperor Youyou: "Give me the Holy Emperor and restart reincarnation, otherwise, I won't let you go. I mind destroying Youyou's lineage." Hearing the last words, the pale faces of the Youyou monks behind Luo Shiqi all showed excitement. "Hahahaha what did you say? Just you? You are the first one who dares to boast about such a seaport." Emperor Youyou looked at Luo Shiqi, stepped on the stars, and walked towards him. "Don't believe it, I have been preparing for more than ten years to deal with Youyou's lineage." Luo Shiqi said with a smile. Facing the Youyou Emperor and Ancestor who was striding towards him, he strode forward to meet him without giving in. ???????????????????? Boom! The stars on the soles of their feet were torn apart. Two huge life-threatening copper coins flew out from the broken stars and collided with each other. In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged tens of thousands of moves! The vast and majestic scrolls of Immortal History were generated from the combination of the Qi of the two people. Words and symbols flew out of the Immortal History, turning into powerful men and women whose names had long since passed away. They each summoned each other to kill each other! This battle is a battle between two of the strongest Youyou envoys, but it is also a duel with thousands of troops. The dead soul of a strong man was summoned. Under the deadly copper coin, his bones were reborn, and he instantly gained combat power. He formed two armies and charged together! The army of dead souls gathered by the ancient warriors was so powerful that the force of its impact alone shattered a hundred thousand miles of ice field. The local giant forces in Xingyuan, the giant overlords of Nine Heavens who have already entered Xingyuan, are not willing to be left alone, and fly to Youyou Immortal Palace one after another. (I have a cold, fever and am sleepy, so the next chapter will be late) (To be continued)