Chapter 190

This moment.

All the people in Suzhou city saw a figure in white on the northern skyline. With hands on his back and indifferent expression, he came this way.

That kind of gesture.

It's like walking in front of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, facing the three immortals in their eyes, they are calm and calm as friends, with a trace of supreme dignity of accountability.

"You also have a chance to live. Now return the pulse. I can let bygones be bygones."

This moment.

It's not just Suzhou.

The whole south of the Yangtze River.

Even the whole North!

The whole China!

All of them echoed the words of men in white, indifferent and faint.

In the vast sky.

There was no great change. There was no scene of jingtianqian in Shushan, old monk in Wutai Mountain and middle-aged beautiful woman in Emei.

It's just the man.

As soon as we stepped into the sight of all Chinese people, our eyes were wide open, our breath was frozen, and there was a kind of unspeakable excitement and disbelief on our faces.

Is it him

The forbidden master of Kunlun -- Chu Lingxiao!

Back again!

This moment.

Thousands of emperors in history, looking at the moment of Chu Lingxiao's appearance, their eyes seem empty, but they are full of a trace of confusion and reverence.

Looking at the quiet white clothes in the sky, the memory of a thousand years later suddenly surged out like a tide.

"Sir, you are back at last!"

Huangzu base.

The forest is as vast as the sea, and there are many fairylands of land gods. With their realm, they can only see a figure in white from a distance of a million miles.

It's just a white dress.

But the next moment.

On each face, there was a face full of shock, trembling voice, and the tone was full of disbelief.

"Really Really, sir! Sir, he He's really back! "

I thought the voice not long ago was just similar, but now it's a real person!

Chen Jiannan and others are peerless.

Even more difficult to hide the excitement, tightly holding the fists, everyone seemed to have the backbone, full of tears, looking north and south of the Yangtze River, the body is shaking.

Three months!

Three months!

These ancient friars, who have been resurrected, have always been so high and living on the famous mountains suspended in the air. It seems that their blood is born to be noble by ordinary people. With contempt, they look down on all the mortals on the ground, and even call them - humble mole ants!

I'm not happy.

They destroy the buildings on the ground, release the authority of monks, and show their strength with the weak and trembling eyes of mortals!

If unintentional!

That's all!

But it was on purpose!

Jing Tianqian immediately returned to his senses and looked at Chu Lingxiao, who came from the northern city step by step with lotus. A trace of surprise passed on his face, and his eyes were cold:

"so you are the one who spoke wildly before. How dare you talk to me like this?"

The middle-aged woman in Emei, with elegant manners, gently waved her hand with a brush. She didn't care about Chu Lingxiao's words at all, but ignored her eyes and said faintly:

"younger generation, do you know who you are talking with?"

"Amitabha, it's good."

And the old monk in Wutai Mountain, who is full of Buddha light and honored as Tiannan Buddha, still maintains a solemn and sacred gesture of compassion, and his face remains unchanged. He suddenly recites a Buddhist slogan.

Immediately.

Stand there, close your eyes, don't talk.

However, the slightly wrinkled brow on his face showed that the Tiannan Buddha was full of doubts.

The big north.

There must be spiritual pulse.

The reason why he didn't go.

There is Kunlun sword sect.

It was the first immortal cultivation school in ancient times with four real immortals. Even he didn't dare to touch his brow.

But this strange man in white.

How did you just come from the north?

Once it appeared.

Let them give up their spiritual pulse.

Is it true that the Kunlun sword sect in the North doesn't care?

The reason why the three didn't do it.

We all want to go together.

I'm afraid that the man in white in front of him is from Kunlun sword sect, but it doesn't mean that they can tolerate the threat of a small generation.

"Young man, is that what you mean, or Kunlun sword sect?"

Jing Tianqian looks at Chu Lingxiao coldly with a gloomy face. All his disciples didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't have the high attitude before.

Kunlun sword sect is so powerful.Four true immortals are alive!

In the golden age of cultivating immortals, they can be called the first group of cultivating immortals in the world.

Now it's time.

In addition to the many dragons and beasts that appeared not long ago and the strangers who didn't know the origin, Kunlun sword sect is worthy of being the master of this star!

The whole of China.

There was silence.

Only everyone on the ground knows Chu Lingxiao's identity.

But when I think of Kunlun sword sect.

What I said.

"In this world, no one is truly invincible. A mountain is higher than a mountain, and the Kunlun emperor is no exception!"

They couldn't help but worry about Chu.

Since Kunlun sword sect can say such words, it means no fear. Now Chu Lingxiao, the forbidden master of Kunlun, can still face three such powerful immortals

"Kunlun, Chu master!"

This moment.

I don't know why.

All the ordinary people on the ground couldn't help murmuring the name in their hearts, looking at the white clothes in the sky with a real reverence.

This year.

All kinds of things I've been through.

At this moment, let them suddenly have an illusion.

Kunlun forbidden master.

Although they are as high as the resurrected immortals, they do not despise them, but treat them as a real flesh and soul!

Instead of trampling on the ants!

Millions of miles of Chinese sky.

Chu Lingxiao still did not speak.

Only Jing Tianqian, Emei Zhangjiao Bishui and Tiannan Buddha, with a trace of fear in their tone, echoed in every corner of China.

"Younger generation, when did Kunlun Jianzong become so domineering? We gave it to you in the north. What do you want from Kunlun Jianzong?"

"If the monk Pei Yuanji takes care of the sword, he will only give it to the old master duoling."

In Tiannan, Foton's first words are light, his manner is calm, his words are different, and he is a sage with awe inspiring righteousness.

Jingtianqian and Bishui frown slightly, and their hearts are full of disdain.

The old bald donkey.

It's insidious!

Force the three of them together!

If you're afraid of Kunlun sword sect, why pretend to be hypocritical!

"Don't you always wonder about the forbidden Lord of Kunlun? Now I am in front of you

Chu Lingxiao suddenly light mouth a word, let Jing Tianqian, Bishui two faces suddenly changed, eyes more cold, the disciples face is also a ton show disdain.

It's not from Kunlun sword sect!

What are you afraid of!

Tiannan Buddha also has a smile on his lips.

What a fairy!

How dare you threaten our ancient friars!

Kill!

The next moment.

Jingtianqian and Bishui don't want to talk any more. They do it at the same time. In an instant, the whole sky is shocked.

Boom!

Two startling lights, clear nine clouds, all feel a sense of shock and depression, straight to Chu Lingxiao away!

"Amitabha, it's good

In a trance.

A loud voice of the Buddha suddenly rose, and the Tiannan Buddha suddenly went around to the rear and took action!

Bang!

Looking at Chu Lingxiao, who was swallowed up by three rays.

Everyone below.

Suddenly his face changed.

It is said that Buddhism is merciful. It seems that like other people, they are all birds of a feather!

"Hum, I want to die!"

Looking at the direction of Chu Lingxiao's standing, he has been shrouded by the stirring cloud light, and there is no possibility of survival.

Jingtianqian, blue water cold hum, eyes show disdain, slowly took back the hand.

I knew he was the forbidden master of Kunlun, a real immortal in the world!

They still use so many words!

Without leaving any trace, Tiannan Buddha's figure flashed and stood in its original position again.

It was as kind as before, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the posture of Tiannan Buddha, Jing Tianqian and Bishui sneer and snort again.

This old bald ass!

It's just that.

At the moment when the fog and light were about to disperse, the three people's pupils suddenly shrank.

And looking at that white dress a little bit, once again appear in all people's sight of the moment, three faces are full of horror, eyes is more violent shaking.

"I forgot to tell you that before I came here, Kunlun sword sect had been destroyed by me!"

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