Chapter 055: Gods from all walks of life gather in Yangcheng
Hundreds of warriors rushed towards the section of city wall where the invaders fell.
The piercing alarm sounded at the same time.
The smoke and dust gradually dispersed.
From the big crater that was knocked out, a middle-aged man slowly walked out.
Click click click.
Hundreds of guns were pointed at him.
Looking at the black muzzles of the guns, Qingqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aura of terror spread instantly.
Just for a moment.
All the soldiers were trembling.
Their brains went blank for a moment, and then they discovered to their horror that they couldn't control their bodies.
This is a shock from the depths of the soul.
As the aura on Qingqiu's body rippled away.
In the City Lord's Mansion, Su Bing trembled all over.
"Third level?"
"No, even a third-level person cannot have such a terrifying aura!"
He hurriedly rushed out of the city lord's mansion and saw several figures flying towards the direction of the aura.
It was Xu Wen and the others.
After a while.
Su Bing and his party saw the middle-aged man who exuded a terrifying aura.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Fourth level!
A first-level atavistic warrior.
A second-level atavistic Qi practitioner.
A third-level atavistic cultivator.
As long as you cross the third level threshold, you can possess the terrifying combat power of gods and immortals.
Kyushu has a vast territory and a population of hundreds of millions, but the number of fourth-level returnees is less than a hundred.
In the entire Tongzhou Mansion, there are only two fourth-level atavisms. One is the Lord of the Mansion, and the other is Mr. Zhang, the dean of Tongzhou College.
But the middle-aged man in front of him was obviously not those two.
Everyone was horrified.
What is such a big shot doing in Yangcheng?
Su Bing said with great respect: "My lord, I don't know..."
Qingqiu interrupted directly: "Is this Yangcheng?"
Su Bing nodded hurriedly, "Yes."
"That's right."
At this time.
A stream of light appeared on the horizon.
In the blink of an eye, the stream of light flew thousands of miles and appeared at the top of the city.
He is a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties, with an imposing manner.
After the man fell to the top of the city, there was a loud banging sound of thunder behind him, from far to near, deafening.
However, the energy generated during his flight exploded, blasting out a huge ravine with a diameter of several hundred meters on the surface of the earth, spreading from the horizon to the city wall.
The entire earth seemed to be divided into two halves by this energy.
The terrifying air wave is coming, and the hundred-meter-high city wall will be overturned in the next moment.
The man brushed it off casually, as if dusting himself off.
With just this simple movement, the overwhelming waves of air disappeared in an instant.
On the city wall, countless soldiers were stunned.
"The strength of a mortal is comparable to that of a god."
"This is another fourth-level immortal god!"
The middle-aged man casually scanned and found Su Bing in the crowd. He walked straight over and showed a faint smile, "Brother Su, long time no see."
Su Bing was stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Su Bing pays homage to Palace Master Xiao!"
There was a dead silence on the city wall.
Master Xiao?
Could it be that the person in front of me is the head of Tongzhou Prefecture?
Although Yangcheng is under the jurisdiction of Tongzhou Prefecture, these people have never been to other cities in their lives, let alone met such a big shot as the governor.
The surrounding soldiers were so excited that they knelt on one knee and shouted in unison:
"Greetings to Master Xiao!"
Xiao Kun turned around, glanced at the thousands of soldiers, and said happily:
"Only tens of thousands of soldiers can hold back the beast tide, kill the demon king, and protect the 300,000 people of Yangcheng. You are all my good sons and daughters of Tongzhou Mansion!"
The soldiers' faces flushed with excitement and they couldn't help themselves.
Xiao Kun turned around, looked at Qingqiu next to him, and cupped his hands: "Brother Qing is worthy of being the leader of the Zhenbei Army. Xiao tried his best, but he is still one step behind."
"Palace Master Xiao is so humble." Qingqiu said politely, but he was sighing in his heart. His speed was one of the best among the Zhenbei Army, but he could not completely get rid of this man named Xiao. It seemed that he had an old injury.
It's completely healed.
While Qingqiu's mind was spinning a thousand times, a smile appeared on his face, "Qing came here uninvited, Palace Master Xiao won't be unhappy, right?"
"Brother Qing is out of town. Speaking of coming uninvited, you are not the only one."
As soon as Palace Master Xiao Kun finished speaking, a rainbow appeared in the northern sky, spread and grew across the sky, and finally stood on the city wall.
An old man with long eyebrows and long beard walked slowly across the Rainbow Bridge.
It seems slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. After a few steps, it can cover tens of thousands of kilometers.
The old man with white beard and white hair and a fairy-like spirit walked to the top of the city with a coiled dragon walking stick.
Xu Wencheng and others' minds were blank.
Fourth level, another fourth level statue!
What on earth is going on here?
Palace Master Xiao Kun stepped forward to greet him: "I have seen the Long-Eyebrow Immortal."
The long-browed immortal smoothed his gray beard, nodded slightly and said, "Master, you are polite."
The old immortal looked at General Qingqiu who was looking aside, snorted, and the long white eyebrows that fell to his chest shook, as if he was angry.
Immortal Long Eyebrow is one of the thirty-six immortals. Because his beloved disciple died in the Zhenbei Army, he has no good feelings toward Qingqiu, the general of the Zhenbei Army.
Qingqiu also snorted coldly and ignored this eccentric old man.
But he felt uneasy in his heart.
Immortal Long Eyebrow came to this small Yangcheng for the same purpose.
However, a second-level atavist actually alerted Immortal Laojun, Immortal Changmei, the Lord of Tongzhou Palace, and even the Zhenbei Army Headquarters at the same time. This situation is unprecedented!
What's so special about that kid?
However, what surprised him even more was that two more powerful auras quickly approached.
I saw a giant in the sky, with two flying dragons on his feet, rushing towards this side.
Next to the giant, there is a huge purple gourd, and an old man is sitting on the gourd.
The old man said, "Zhao Wuji, if you don't stay at Longyuan Pavilion, why are you coming to Tongzhou?"
"Pretend to be confused while pretending to understand. Everyone is here for that kid. Who can take him away depends on his ability!" Zhao Wuji, the master of Longyuan Pavilion, said in a loud voice.
"They are all in the immortal class. If they are snatching away and letting outsiders see it, wouldn't it mean that we will lose the face of our thirty-six immortals?" Master Yuan Xuzi puffed his beard and glared.
Zhao Wuji snorted, "Who in the Thirty-Six Prefectures of Jiuzhou dares to see our jokes?"
When the two were arguing, they were already in the sky above Yangcheng.
Zhao Wuji jumped down, and as he fell, his body shrank, and the two giant dragons also became smaller and hung on his earlobes.
Master Yuan Xuzi also put away the gourd and dropped it on the city wall.
Everyone in Yangcheng, including Su Bing, was stunned.
In the small city of Yangcheng, five fourth-level powers came to the city at the same time.
Looking at Zhao Wuji and Yuan Xuzi, Qingqiu's face became extremely ugly.
The more people come, the less chance he has of bringing Li Xiang back to the Zhenbei Army.
The long-browed immortal's eyebrows were flying and his eyes widened, "Why are you here too?"
"You can come, why can't we come?"
"Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of Zhang Sanfeng, the king of Fudo Ming, who crosses the ranks to kill, who wouldn't be tempted by such a good seedling?"
Master Yuanxuzi stroked his beard and laughed, "I happen to be short of a new disciple. This time, I must take him into my sect!"
Zhao Wuji snorted, "You have taken in dozens of disciples, but you haven't cultivated a fourth-level disciple. You might as well give this kid to me."
Qingyun interjected, "What can he do by following you? Stay in that dark abyss every day to hatch dragon eggs? You can catch any chicken and do better than him."
"Yes, yes," the Long-Eyebrow Immortal agreed, "a good seedling finally appeared in Kyushu. Don't let it cause trouble. I think it is better to let him enter Kyoto University. I can guarantee that when he graduates in four years, he will
