At this moment, everyone looked forward.

I saw the crowd behind spread out like waves, and countless amazements all focused on one point. Everyone can feel a strong breath is approaching before seeing the figure.

"It's him?"

"Hasn't he fallen back thousands of years ago?"

"I didn't expect him to be alive?"

A burst of exclamation came, completely tickling Bai Jing's curiosity.

She hurriedly looked back and saw a black flame enough to devour everything and slowly came from behind. This breath is like a demon. Every existence that faces this breath has a species in front of the **** sea of ​​the corpse mountain.

"Who is he?"

Bai Jing was stunned.

The visitor is an old man with a bleak face, as if in the old age. Each step was in the void, and although there was no sound of footsteps, there was an illusion that the ancient beasts stepped on, making their heart tremble with the pace.

Especially the rosary in the other's hand, it was actually made of a bunch of skulls, each of which was wanton and the light was jumping.

"He is Shenzhou of the Demon Gate. He has reached the existence of the Seven Masters seven thousand years ago. But before the millennium appeared, everyone in the world said he had fallen."

As far as the Momen is concerned, Shen Zhou, a thousand years ago, is no less important than Chu Jingtian today.

"Is he here to watch Tianshan in Kowloon?"

Many people secretly guess.

Some righteous warriors looked at Shen Zhou with dreadful eyes.

This existence, although it has not appeared for a thousand years, no matter which one appears, it will cause a **** storm.

In the eyes of countless fears and awe, Shen Zhou went to the forefront of everyone, then sat cross-legged.

"I didn't expect him to come!"

"Yes!"

"It is indeed the first strongman of the magic gate thousands of years ago. Although it is only the master of the Seven Realms, the momentum is not much more than the former fairy magic list!"

"Grandpa, is he terrific?" Bai Jing couldn't help asking, listening to the conversation around him. "How does it compare to our Supreme Master?"

The old man smiled bitterly, and shook his head and sighed, "How can we compare to this old monster of the Supreme Sect? People can destroy one case one person a thousand years ago."

"what!"

Bai Jing's expression changed slightly.

"Even Shenzhou is here ..." The old man shook his head secretly. "I don't know how many old monsters can never be seen in the world, will be blown up by this news!"

The idea just moved, and I saw the Sanskrit singing ahead.

Everyone hurriedly saw a rush of Buddha light, and a monk who stepped on the lotus step came slowly.

"This is the‘ white robe monk ’at the Donkey Kong Monastery, has n’t he fallen, why is he here?”

Countless people's eyes are about to stare out.

These are all things that have not existed for thousands of years. Because they have not appeared for a long time, many people think that they are sitting or falling.

But they did not expect that these people appeared together.

Bai Jing's eyes widened, and he looked at the monk in white robe with shock. Although she didn't know the status of the monk in white robes, she could guess that the other party was not inferior to the existence of Shen Zhou by seeing the expressions of the crowd.

Sure enough, he saw the white robe monk walk to the side of Shen Zhou and sit down.

Everyone sighed.

If this kind of scene where Buddhas and demons sit together is not because of this Kowloon holding Tianshan, I'm afraid I will never see it in my life.

"Secretary Shen, shouldn't you come here to make trouble today?" The monk in white robe sat down and laughed.

"Huh, I'm making trouble in front of that existence, I haven't been too long." Shen Zhou snorted coldly. "I haven't made a breakthrough for more than a thousand years. Come here today, but I want to see how he moved away Tianshan. If you can learn from it, you might be able to touch the threshold of entering the eight realms. "

"is it?"

The monk in white robe folded his hands and laughed without saying a word.

Before the crowd calmed down, there was another hustle and bustle in the crowd. Countless people looked forward and couldn't help uttering exclamations.

"King of the Blood Sword, Broken River ..."

There are dozens in total, each one is just like Shenzhou and Baipao monks.

These beings, like Shen Zhou, came to the crowd and sat down cross-legged.

No one spoke during this process.

Numerous times, Bai Jing wanted to ask, but was stopped by the grandpa beside him. Perplexed in her heart, she found out that with the appearance of these people, the atmosphere around them was significantly suppressed.

It was as if Taishan was suddenly depressed above his head, and many strong men around him were subconsciously restrained.

Some impatient people who had glared at the moment saw these reputations, statuses, and strengths, and were stronger than themselves in all aspects. They sat there quietly without a word, and could only calm down and wait.

Time passed.

When the distant early day had completely appeared from the horizon, Bai Jing's mind was extremely restless.

Suddenly, the white robe monk sitting in the front opened his eyes sharply and stood up ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Is this? "

Just when Bai Jing was confused, Shen Zhou and others stood up at this moment.

She hurriedly looked at Grandpa, only to see the opposite side solemnly:

"coming!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden noise in the distance.

That existence is here!

At this moment, everyone stood up subconsciously.

Bai Jing also got up close, she wanted to see, this sacred who can affect the existence of the entire immortal world. I saw that a large group of people came quickly.

These people are all the high-rises of the immortal ancestors of the avenue. There is the lord Fu Hongtian, the elder Bai Yuhua, the second elder Li Mu ... To Bai Jing's surprise, walking in front of the crowd is a young man in black and silver hair.

The silver-haired young man, with his hands on his backs, was dull on such occasions when the strong gathered, his eyes were as deep as the stars. In this way, they gathered in the high-level of the Avenue Xianzong, and they were not surprised at being the focus of the field, but they were accustomed to it.

"Who is he?"

There was a hint of doubt in Bai Jing's heart, and he quickly looked subconsciously at Grandpa.

But she saw her extremely respected grandfather looking at each other at this moment, with fear, shock, admiration, longing, and deep awe in her eyes ... At this moment, Bai Jing suddenly returned to her senses.

This young man is an object that everyone is waiting for.

He is simply amazing!

In the limelight, this group of people crossed the crowd.

Fu Hongtian and others stopped in front and stood with Shen Zhou and the monk in white robes. Only Chu Jingtian was walking forward until he came to that layer of fog. In the eyes of countless people, he saw his right hand wave.

Suddenly, the fog shrouded outside the Tianshan Mountains in Kowloon swelled away.

Jiulong Tianshan, which has affected the entire immortal world, finally shows its true face at this moment.