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Chapter 395

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"Haha, Ziwei Emperor, do you think your strength can suppress everything? Today I will let you see why our six ancient sects can pass on the immortality of eternity!"

A ferocious smile appeared on the rough face of the leader Dayong, and he turned around and shouted in the depths of the starry sky with a terrible aura against Emperor Ziwei.

"Welcome to the Great Supreme!"

The other three leaders also sneered and did not worry about their situation at all.

Emperor Ziwei paused and his brows frowned slightly.

The next moment, a dark portal suddenly appeared on the edge of the starry sky battlefield, and an old man with white hair appeared quietly.

The old man's aura was ordinary, like a mortal, and there was nothing special. He seemed to be a grandfather next door, but it was so ordinary that he seemed very unusual here. Even Emperor Ziwei, who was domineering the world and was unparalleled, his expression became solemn at this moment.

"Oh, I've been calm for so many years, why is it like this kind of fighting and killing? Isn't it good to practice well and verify the great way? You little guys can really make trouble."

The old man's body was like an illusion, and he seemed to be hanging down. He could blow down a gust of wind and his body was very slow. However, it took almost no time to take him. Everyone could see his actions clearly, but in the blink of an eye, he could come to the side of the four masters, as if time was chaotic and extremely conflicted. Many monks were so depressed that they almost vomited blood.

Emperor Ziwei frowned even more tightly. He didn't notice the old man at first. Even if he was standing in front of him now, he could not see the depth of this person. It was just his crazy domineering aura. He was constantly crushing the four major leaders, but now he was a muddy bull in the sea and had no reaction at all. It seemed as if he had concentrated all his strength and smashed it into the cotton ball. He felt extremely uncomfortable. Now he felt completely solemn in his heart, knowing that this person was a peerless figure and his strength was unfathomable.

"You are that Ziwei Emperor? Your cultivation is pretty good, and you are already at the peak of the immortals. Nowadays, people like you in the cultivation world are pretty good. Those old antiques do not come out of the world, but you just practice hard and ascend to the fairy world. Why do you have to commit more murder? Alas!"

The old man had a peaceful face, and seemed to have no reaction to the tense atmosphere in front of him. He looked at Emperor Ziwei and spoke indifferently, without any hostility and fighting spirit.

"Hmph, who are you? I, Ziwei Emperor, has been around for thousands of years, conquered a divine dynasty and gathered supreme luck. Now I am about to learn from all the strengths and become a true immortal. It is not your turn to teach me a lesson. What's more, practicing is not riding a crane and freely, but moving against the will of heaven. Without the courage and diligence, how can you achieve great things and achieve great things!"

Emperor Ziwei's tone was sonorous, like the sound of gold and iron, cold and decisive. Anyone could feel his strong Taoist heart that was traversing all directions and suppressing everything!

"Okay, practice is not about riding a crane and being free. This sentence is well said. You are not old and have such understanding and firmness of the Tao. However, you have passed the matter today. The Great Yi Tian Sutra of the Great Yi Sect is related to the inheritance of the Tao. If you take such a clever way, you may have to let you suffer a little. No matter how I am the Great Supreme of the Six Ancient Sects, I cannot let you be so presumptuous."

The old man first exclaimed, as if he was very impressed by Ziwei Emperor. In a blink of an eye, his expression became solemn. A huge aura began to burst out in his old body. The old man's movement was like a sword fairy fencing, floating like a god, unpredictable. Although it was a verbal confrontation, it was enough to make people feel that the old man was unfathomable. No one knew what he meant. His whole person was like a fog, and his gray hair on his face seemed to be really just an appearance.


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