A few days later, a roar of filial piety shook most of the foreign land, resounding like a storm deep in the souls of countless creatures.
"Where did this little thief come from, how dare he steal our world's most precious treasure!"
"He is definitely still in this world. Go ask the Immortal King to return to time and catch this thief!"
"The thief must be related to the murderer who attacked the Red King. We must ask the two adults Anlan and Yutuo to take action."
One sound after another sounded, and finally it caused the Immortal King to personally take action to return to time, and a sacred cow appeared out of nowhere. The cow had a huge body, dark red fur, and a bright golden back, and its two horns were even more dazzling.
If it were made of gold, it would appear across the sky pulling an immortal chariot.
The long ringing of bells is accompanied by the obeisances of countless creatures.
"The Immortal King, An Lan!"
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"He is really active. His strength is obviously not top-notch, but his performance is really top-notch!!"
Somewhere in a foreign land, Jian Jiu looked at a certain immortal king who had emerged from the sky, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said with some displeasure.
"The sword should have been given to him in the first place. Let him calm down and stop jumping around like this."
Above the sky, a certain 'King of Forces' who did not want to reveal his name, who was sitting on top of the chariot, was moved. As if he felt the malice in the dark, his eyebrows shone slightly, something he had never seen in thousands of years.
The changed cold face has a slightly different color.
"You are so brave. You have caused huge disasters in our world and dare to stay here. You are really looking for death."
An Lan frowned slightly and had great confidence in his whim. He concluded that Jianjiu was still in a foreign land. I have to say that he was right.
The chariot arrived at the small town in the ancestral land of the Red King. His birth this time was not just because of the theft of the ancient tree of enlightenment, but more importantly, to determine the whereabouts of the Red King. It has to be said that regardless of his position,
The foreign land does have its merits, at least the people's unity is ridiculous, which is much higher than that of Jiutian.
The failure of the Red King's Nirvana can really be regarded as a huge loss to the foreign land, enough for an immortal king to personally investigate the cause, especially since the foreign land has destroyed the immortal ancient, no one has dared to stroke the tiger's beard like this, even though
Immortal realms that are enemies of it must avoid its edge slightly.
Nowadays, some people dare to sneak into the big world, steal sacred treasures, and even assassinate the Nirvana body of an immortal giant. How audacious this is. Not killing is not enough to anger the common people, not killing is not enough to save the last face, so An Lan was born
, the first stop is the ancestral land of the Red King, I want to go back in time and find out the murderer!
The speed of the golden-backed bull gradually slowed down, and it finally stopped in the small town that had no trace of life. On the sky, an old man in gray robe stood up and saluted. He was an old guard who had accompanied the Red King. Now he was at the scene, retaining
trace.
"Please take action, sir!" The man in gray robe bowed and saluted, and said to the figure in the chariot.
"As it should be"
An Lan moved, and with every movement of his hands, a powerful terrifying aura bloomed, illuminating the entire world. It was a power that could annihilate everything, and was extremely domineering.
Endless fairy light scattered, and with one step, chaos exploded.
An Lan took action and with a wave of his hand, an inexplicable tornado formed, in which endless fragments of time flowed, shining like a galaxy.
The tornado gradually expanded. In the process, the stars were shattered one by one, the sun and the moon were dimmed, and turned into endless energy that was swallowed up. The entire starry sky was shattered into shape, and the stable time and space were transformed into
Fragments, immortal law permeated the air, and the roar was endless.
Boom...boom...
A terrible river appeared, flowing with the power of time and flowing endlessly.
An Lan stood in the immortal river, his eyes were deep, and there were flashes of lightning all over his body. He had supreme power and could easily kill a humane monk of any realm.
Because it was only in the past few days, An Lan went back in time to the time when the great battle occurred without spending too much energy.
It's a pity that it is difficult for an immortal king to detect the methods of another king. At least, Liu Shen, who has the suppressive aura of the Immortal King's soldiers, did not even take action, and An Lan did not notice her traces.
Pictures appeared before his eyes, flashing continuously!
The light curtain froze, and it was a sword light, which was nailed to the forehead of the beast of time, nailing it to the void, its eyes were lifeless, and its true spirit was crushed.
"Who is the good thief?!"
The gray-robed man's eyes were red, murderous in the sky, his voice was a bit shrill, and his eyes were fixed on the figure in white, trying to get a clear look at his appearance.
Unfortunately, there was always a hazy light shrouding that figure, making it difficult for An Lan to see his face clearly even if he took action in person. It was even extremely difficult to catch his breath. Just when An Lan was about to give up in despair, something happened.
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In the picture, the figure who killed the Beast of Time with the nail paused for a moment, as if he noticed something, and actually turned his head and smiled at the two people on the other side of the light screen, as if he was disdainful and provocative!
At this moment, the figure seemed to jump up from the light curtain, changing from two dimensions to three dimensions. It was obviously just a shadow of the past, but it seemed to have really come alive. Even An Lan was fascinated by it.
A moment of condensation.
"Disrespect the throne, your name is on the road to reincarnation!"
What he responded to was just a vague sneer that echoed in the void.
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Far away, Jian Jiu retracted his gaze from An Lan, and the sneer on his lips had not disappeared.