Jiang Beichen, who was physically weak, walked to the bitter sea to rest with his hands behind his back.
He took out the secret mirror and watched the performance of the disciples.
Their battle is over, and they are sitting in the Destroyer Alliance drinking and having fun at the moment.
On the other side of the Conferred God Land, there are their achievements.
Otherwise, Jiang Beichen suspected that they would drift away as soon as they went out.
"Boom!"
In the sky mirror, there was a roar like thunder.
Jiang Beichen manipulated the Tianji mirror to shift the camera to look, and there were two voices fighting in the air in the Land of Conferred Gods.
The camera zoomed in, and only a red shadow was seen, which was fighting against the Emperor of Power.
"Could it be that Feng Ming fought with Emperor Li Shen?" Jiang Beichen frowned slightly.
Just as he was in doubt, he took a closer look and found that it was not Emperor Fengming who was fighting Li Shenhuang in the air, but Emperor Xiaobule.
The point is, he still holds his own Immortal Sword.
"Didn't I lend the Immortal Sword to Xu Changsheng? Why did it get into Xiaobule's hands?" Jiang Beichen frowned slightly.
After thinking for a while, he turned his hand and took out the Heavenly Sword.
"Don't sleep." Jiang Beichen yelled.
"I can't do it, I'm too weak." The sword spirit's voice came out.
"You go to the land of conferred gods, and help me suppress the situation, so as to save my apprentice from being unsafe." Jiang Beichen said.
"No." Broken Sword Sword Spirit refused directly.
"Hey, I just asked you to suppress the field, not to make a move." Jiang Beichen said angrily.
The broken sword glowed slightly, and a divine thought came out.
"I can't hold back even if I go!"
"What if I was caught by those disgusting false gods and refined me?"
Jiang Beichen thought about it carefully, and there was something going on.
"That's all right, you can continue to sleep." Jiang Beichen turned his hand and put away the broken sword.
While the broken sword fell asleep, Jiang Beichen hung the broken sword with a fishing rod for the carp dragon to swallow.
"Tomorrow, you bring Pojian to the land of conferring gods, and let Pojian suppress it!" Jiang Beichen instructed Lilong.
The carp dragon spit out a bubble, expressing his agreement.
Only now did Jiang Beichen feel at ease fishing.
Yang Qianshu in the sea of ??bitterness jumped forward when he saw the fishhook.
Jiang Beichen, who was fishing, felt that the fishing rod was a bit heavy, and frowned slightly.
With a strong pull, Yang Qianshu was caught directly.
Jiang Beichen:
"Master, good evening." Yang Qianshu said with a smile.
He has entered the sea of ??suffering and cannot come out by himself.
Seeing a hook, he jumped on it.
Jiang Beichen asked with a dark face: "What are you doing at my Immortal Gate?"
"Practice, practice." Yang Qianshu said with a smile.
Jiang Beichen looked at him coldly, and waved his hand to open the formation of the Immortal Gate.
"Are you going out by yourself, or shall I invite you out?"
"Master, you are lonely even in Xiandaomen by yourself, why don't you let me accompany you." Yang Qianshu said.
I need you?
I have a red moon, and I still need you?
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"I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"
Yang Qianshu didn't dare to stay, and hurried out.
After Jiang Beichen waited for him to go out, he waved his hand to close the formation to prevent Yang Qianshu from entering.
"Old thief, hide in my Immortal Gate." Jiang Beichen cursed secretly.
Fortunately, he was hiding in the sea of ??bitterness and couldn't get out. If he was hiding outside, wouldn't he have heard him doing things with Feng Hongyue?
"It's a disaster to keep it. Do you want to solve him for Taoist Tianyan?" Jiang Beichen thought deeply
The Land of the Conferred Gods.
Xiaobule and Lishenhuang fought decisively until dawn before both sides retreated.
Li Shenhuang is very strong, even with the blessing of the Immortal Sword, Xiao Bule can only fight against him.
To solve him, unless there is other help.
"The battle is over, return the Immortal Sword to me." Xu Changsheng shouted.
He has not gone to retreat, just waiting for Emperor Xiaobule to come back.
"Anyway, you are going to retreat, so why not lend me the Immortal Sword for a while." The Emperor Xiaobule said with a smile.
The Immortal Sword is really easy to use. If it is refined into one's own sword, the strength can be raised to another level.
"No borrowing." Xu WeiThe student directly refused.
He originally borrowed this fairy sword from his master, so he cannot lend it to others.
If it wasn't for the Emperor Xiaobule who wanted to fight against the God Emperor, Xu Changsheng wouldn't have borrowed it.
The Emperor Xiaobule heard the words, so he had no choice but to return the Immortal Dao Sword.
"There is a very strange power in the Immortal Sword, and I can't use it." Xiaobule said.
"Is there? Why can't I sense it?" Xu Changsheng asked curiously.
"You are weak, of course you can't sense it." The Emperor Xiaobule said.
The Immortal Sword is hung on the main hall of the Immortal Gate all the year round, absorbing the power of luck and the power of all beings harvested by Jiang Beichen.
With Xu Changsheng's current strength, he still can't show it.
"Okay, I'll go back and think about it slowly."
Xu Changsheng left with the Immortal Sword.
Smiling and not happy, you are still in place, don't you ask me?
You can ask me, and then I will teach you, you are borrowing me for a while.
The sun rises in the east and is as warm as ever.
On the arenas of all parties, the battle continued.
Elder Ge, with his hands behind his back, twirled his beard and walked to the arena of the Seventh Level of Transcending Tribulation.
His current strength is difficult to divide by realm, so there is no limit to him in the Transcending Tribulation Arena.
On the other side of the God Realm, a Winged God with four pairs of wings walked towards him, looking very young.
"This is a confrontation of the younger generation, you are in the wrong place." Yishen said.
"The younger generation? How old are you?" Elder Ge asked.
"I am two thousand years old!"
"I'm less than a thousand years old, younger than you." Elder Ge said.
"You are younger than me, but you are older than me!" Yishen said.
Although the pure existence of the God Realm is not long, the population is sparse, and it has a long lifespan and a slow growth cycle.
In Kyushu, one becomes an adult at twenty years old, and in the God Realm two thousand years old.
As for the Demon Realm, a powerful Demon Race can only be considered mature if it is 20,000 years old.
Just like the current A Tong Le, who has only lived for more than 10,000 years, and is only a teenager.
"We are counted by age, not by appearance."
"I'm just growing up a little anxiously, but I'm actually still very young."
"I have a young heart." Elder Ge said without blushing.
Yishen on the opposite side couldn't refute for a while, although he is old, but younger than himself, what can you do?
"If that's the case, then you go to die." After the Yishen finished speaking, he waved his phoenix wings to kill him.
Elder Ge circulated the power of Haoran and shouted: "You can't hit me!"
Yishen swept away and missed Elder Ge.
"Your wings are all chicken wings, weak and weak."
Yishen, who was about to fly, suddenly fell from the sky.
Words can be spoken freely, as long as they are within the rules, they can be used.
Elder Ge can't directly say that he killed himself, that doesn't comply with the rules.
What are the rules?
The rules are also set by Confucianism. Unless you have strength, you can't break the rules set by the sages.
"My strength is twice that of Wing God!"
After Elder Ge finished speaking again, the strength of his whole body soared, and he clenched his fist with his right hand.
"My lap can kill Yishen!"
After finishing speaking, Elder Ge spat out a mouthful of blood and punched it out.
Yishen didn't even have time to react, and was killed by Elder Ge's punch.