After the old man said this, he disappeared.

Dao Tianjun did not say anything, he went back to the undead mountain, the light converged, all the air machine did not exist.

The words spoken about the fire are false.

He could not be in the same place as the fire, that would harm him, and over time, he knew more and more about his own way.

Stay with yourself, the fire will be affected by yourself!

Silence this time.

The sky is truly silent.

The years are gone, the time is passing, the fire has reached its peak, and then it has led to the twilight years.

His breath was as vast as the sea, to the point of not dying.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving."The fire stood outside the undead mountain and waited for a long time.

His heart is empty.

The sky did not appear, the breath did not exist, did it leave?

Although he is the emperor, the power of Dao Tianjun is far greater than that of him, and it is possible to disappear silently and walk down that road.

When he turned around, he heard the words in his ears.

“Ming.”

There are no other words.

There was only one whispering call, very light and light.

The fire trembled, and a respectful salute was given.

"I'm leaving my grandpa."

He is gone.

He sat in the undead mountain, not seeing that he had the slightest decline.

This terrible force of the years seemed to have no way to leave a trace in Dao Tianjun's body, and he sat like this on the Immortal Mountain.

Time is moving.

Unconsciously, a thousand years have passed.

The mountain has no movement.

Three thousand years have passed, the blood of the sky is even greater, and the speed of passage is not his growth at all.

Ten thousand years have passed.

The undead mountain, which was turned into a wasteland, has a movement.

The spread of Dao Tianjun, sensationalizing the entire wasteland, throes like a sea, all over the world, the stars are shaking.

“The Buddha is still alive!”

The wasteland, the bronze ancient temple giants are shocked to stand up.

"God, there is no decline in the blood, is it to live the second?" a giant guessed.

Live the 2nd!

This is a rare sign for the cultivation community.

No one knows whether he will live the second, because only when you will die, he will know that there is a new life when he is dying, as if it were the second.

There are very few people who can live the second year in history, and in the past tens of thousands of years, Jinwu the Great has survived the second, and Jiang Taifu has survived the second, and such people are rarely judged by strong and qualified.

This generation of bronze ancient temple giants is the grandson of the fire.

He looked at the light and thought of what his father had said to his grandfather.

Your grandfather couldn’t figure it out.

He always remembered this sentence, which was the emperor, his grandfather often said in front of his father, any speculation in front of the ancestors is to be subverted.

"Perhaps he did not live out the second."This fire king said this.

moment.

The giants of the ancient temple of bronze are horrifying.

Relying on his own blood gas for 30,000 years, has not yet lived the second, this is his first life?

How is that possible?!

"Isn't he able to live another thousand years?"

The giants of the dragon family are whispering.

Is this really human beings, a family of beasts, and ancient relics must live long?

Many of the dead are gathered on the undead mountain.

Looking at the heavy black mountains, the creatures of many wasteland worshipped.

There lived in the undead mountain apostolic emperor of their wasteland.

I lived to the present-day tectonic.

“The ancestor.”The giants of the wasteland called softly.

Although the breath of Taotian Jun is magnificent, the blood is even more amazing, as if one person is a cosmic body, but the creatures of the wasteland are worried about whether it is Tao Tianjun.

After all, after living for 30,000 years, suddenly there is such a movement, they do not think much of it.

"I'm all right."

The sound of the heavens, like the sound of the heavens, sounded in everyone's ears.

Seeing, many of the wild creatures were relieved.

In the undead mountains.

If a person represents a bonfire, like a cluster of bonfires, then the current Taotianjun is ten rounds of big days falling on this mountain, and the flame is as strong as the sun.

His eyes were shining.

Thirty thousand years to find their way.

Today, there is a great breakthrough, and he has polished forty-nine gods for 30,000 years and finally been complete.

He is already a master now!

And the reason for the big movement is because he did not control the fluctuation of the breath, breath out!

He is now more powerful than ever.

The road is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, he has gone to one, and he has survived forever.

Dao Tianjun will not die, at least he knows that he can live for a long time, how long he does not know, Founder has self-confidence to live to the level of the master to live to die a fairy.

This is an exaggerated description, but it is also a manifestation of his long blood.

Thirty thousand years of polishing, his body has been transformed, completely faded from the fetus, said he is not a human being.

He has a sense of co-existence with heaven and earth.

Just as he was one who went away, the heavens and the earth were born from his heart, and because of him, his eyes were opened, his eyes were opened, his eyes were dark, his life was born, he died.

"I don't need to be with the help of foreign lesions."

God is whispering.

As his path deepened, he no longer needed to use foreign stimuli to stimulate himself, and controlled his own way, so far he could not understand the lesion physique.

In this regard, Dao Tianjun did not have much fluctuation, just smiled, the ancient well has no waves.

In the blink of antagonism.

The sky looked at the void, as if he were looking at everything outside.

And then.

His eyes closed and he fell silent again.

The years go by, the time flies.

Five thousand years old, his eyes opened.

The undead mountains shake, the wasteland boils, the Taotian Jun still exists in the world, shaking all the rules of time, breaking too many iron laws.

“Dao Zu is still alive and throbous!”

The bronze ancient temple giants of the wasteland have long not known how many generations have been replaced, and each giant is horrified and lost.

God is too strong.

“Is it the second, or does it say that the ancestor is still in the first life, and he has survived to this day.”There are giants of the aquarium whispering, and their eyes are shining.

In this moment.

The stone giants spoke out.

“The First I.”

He uttered that word.

It is not a myth, but he has authority, because he is born with a god, and he can see through the part of the truth.

In this way, his eyes had blood flowing.

Undoubtedly, this incident has alarmed many people in the wasteland and caused many people to be shocked.

"There is a emperor in the outside world, a figure from 50,000 years ago, who heard that he had lived the second, and that not long ago he had lived out the third, the third emperor."Someone is whispering something out there.

The Third Emperor.

He survived the third year recently, and every life is the peak!

"It is said that Ye Tiandi and our Taozu Emperor are good friends, and the brothers who once lived and died are too powerful, how can there be such amazing people in this world."

Many people are shocked.

“The Lord has won.”Some people lament that Ye Tiandi's reputation is too loud, even if it is a wasteland, they have his voice, "and his deeds are brilliant, but we are as invincible as our ancestors, he lived for 50,000 years, and his blood has not decayed."

The creatures of the land are proud of themselves at this moment.

Their diastrategy, stunning the ancient future, if known to the outside world what kind of waves will emerge.

“I went out of the wasteland, I went to Beidou, I heard the legend of Daozu, and some people think that our emperor is not as good as Ye Tiandi, but where do they know that our emperor is strong.”

A giant’s eyes gleamed.

The outside world, Ye Tiandi III is invincible, and the achievements do not have to be poor, or even stronger.

In recent years, he beheaded seven Supreme, that is the ominous Eucharist in the old age, he passed, strong and non-existent, and some people raised the Taotian emperor, the Ye Tian Emperor and the Dao Tian Emperor did right.

Some people think that the emperor is very strong, perhaps the war power does not have to be poor.

Because of the reincarnation of the immortals, the returners of the circuit have always been the topic of no rest, and even some people have asked about the emperor, so the strength of the emperor has always been recognized as the forefront of the emperor.

But.

When evaluating God and Ye Tiandi, many people pay more attention to the present.

Ye Tiandi's blood was too strong and lived three times.

The wasteland shook.

He walked out of the undead mountain, and he went to a peaceful place.

It is a mountain, and there is a small courtyard.

The courtyard is very quiet, so many years closed in this mountain forest, is a wasteland of life no one to disturb, because they know that there are two very special ancestors sleeping in it.

At this moment, the door of the small house was pushed away.

A handsome man came out, his eyes were dazed, and he seemed to be a little confused.

"I've slept too long, how many years have I slept."The man was whispering, and then the years were counting.

Then he stopped and looked at a figure standing outside the door.

Looking at this figure, the man suspected that he had read it wrong.

"I was wrong."

The whisper came from its mouth.

It was only very soon that he woke up and was definitely not wrong.

"You're not wrong."The corner of the sky raised a curvity.

Looking at this curvity, Fu Xuan was a little thorny, and then his palm quivered, "Damn boy... it's really you..."

For a moment, his eyes were wet.

"You're alive, you're alive."

There were tears in his eyes, but he soon returned.

"No, I must have slept too little, tell me how long it has been, three thousand years."Look at your blood so high, it won't be two thousand years."Fu Xuan was surprised.

At this moment, Fu Xuanxiu is not high, only the power of the emperor's nine heavens.

It is not that he is weak, but the immortality is so, it takes a long time, and the longer it is, the stronger it is.

Looking at the smile, the sky warmed.

The whole thing is the most powerful and the most real idea.

He was happy, he was happy to see himself again, he was not worried about himself, to know that he had only slept for three thousand years, or even two thousand years to wake up, indicating that his eternal body this road will not go long.

But he was not worried, some of them were happy to see himself.

"Not much, my cultivation is the ninth day of the emperor."Fu Xuan felt strange.

“The old man is 50,000 years old.”

The sky whispers.

As you can see, Fu Xuan was stunned.

He didn't believe it, and he thought this rotten boy was walking on the skin again...

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