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Chapter 1337: People who drink tea with Kundi(2/2)

"Why don't you take action yourself? With your strength, it should be just a snap of your fingers to kill such a weak being."

Kunti frowned and said, he always felt that the foreign land was being used as a weapon.

This person appeared during the turmoil a hundred thousand years ago. At first, he thought he came from the Boundary Sea, but after a little deduction, he found that the other person was completely blank, had no information at all, and did not belong to this ancient history.

This made Kunti start to think about whether there is a supreme world outside the realm of the world they know, which is beyond the four realms and is not involved in time and cause and effect.

This discovery made Kundi very excited at first, because it meant that the road ahead was not cut off, the imperial realm definitely existed, and he still had room for improvement.

But he left this flame as a guest in his dojo. One hundred thousand years have passed, and he still knows nothing about many things. He just made some transactions with the other party.

"I said, for the same reason, if I take action, someone will find me, and everything will be in vain."

Flame said, he seemed very leisurely, like a spectator on the sidelines.

The scene fell silent, and Huo Huo left soon after, because he knew that Kunti was a little impatient, and it was really hard for him to communicate with him.

This world is different from other places, and I don't have the strength like an adult, so I can't do whatever I want.

Obviously, even with the cover of that divine object, he was noticed when he entered the perfect world. There were several pairs of eyes in the sky searching for him. Once discovered, he would turn into ashes in an instant.

Huo Yun stood on the top of the holy mountain, looking at the foreign frontier, "Everything is in vain..."

He was not the only one who entered the perfect world this time. For the sake of layout, another person entered the fairyland. However, because history was changed to a certain extent, that person made a mistake. He was noticed by the being above and turned into ashes.

Therefore, Huo Yun became more and more cautious in his actions. He never took action personally, no longer showed up in front of others, and he had no intention of changing history. What he wanted to do was just let nature take its course and let the world run according to its original trajectory.

Since it is going to run according to its original trajectory, then let the person who should not exist, let him die, and it can be regarded as finishing what the adult has not finished.

He looked at the direction of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and saw the flames changing erratically, "Lu Chen...you won't have good luck this time."

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In the fairyland and the Tianyi Mountains, there are huge crowds of people and endless noise.

Real immortals from all walks of life fight to decide the winner on the ancient battlefield outside the Tianyi Mountains, trying to compete for the place to enter.

Throughout the ages, some people like power, some people like fame, and some people pursue power. Once a name is left on the heavenly list, it is equivalent to having it all, and it can be regarded as confirming the result of one's pursuit of Taoism in this life.

Lu Chen stood on the top of a mountain in the Tianyi Mountains, watching those real immortals fighting, and felt noisy.

Too weak.

"Brother Lu, let's go, the Immortal Fate Conference is about to begin."

Chenhuang said that they were appointed personnel and did not need to compete for those spots.

The Immortal Fate Conference is an elegant exchange meeting. Casual cultivators have to compete to enter and get a place. And these big families with Immortal Kings have the best seats in the dojo in the Tianyi Mountains from the beginning.

In the past few weeks, Chenhuang has explained the process here in detail to Lu Chen. Basically, the heirs of each avenue exchange greetings with each other, drink and discuss the Tao in their respective seats. The central area of ​​the dojo is a battlefield opened by the ancient immortal king.

It can be used for people to discuss among themselves.

Many powerful true immortals were sitting on the outside watching the battle, making comments, and the duration of the conference was uncertain until the convincing top ten were determined.

In essence, it is a friendly exchange meeting, but there is no referee in this ancient battlefield, and there are no final rules. Every time the Immortal Fate Conference is held, many people will die.

What makes Lu Chen sigh is that most of the people who have fallen are casual cultivators, or some true immortals from small forces who rarely rise to the top, because once they are defeated, his opponents often have no scruples and kill them directly.

The descendants of the Immortal King Tradition are different. Even if they lose in a battle with each other, as long as they admit defeat, most of the opponents will stop and will not continue to attack, which is considered to give the other party face.

Lu Chen lamented that no matter what era or world, the powerful stood at the top and looked down on the world. The so-called fairness has always been based on strength.

"Brother Lu, have you seen that person? Although he is a casual cultivator, he has made quite a name for himself in these years. My father has commented that he may really have the qualifications to be an Immortal King, and he may not be far away from that step.

Already."

After Chen Huang and Lu Chen took their seats, they looked in one direction and saw a young man sitting there.

The man was wearing a blue robe with purple and gold divine patterns tattooed on it. It looked like it was made of some rare fairy material. The whole person was majestic and majestic, surrounded by forty-nine fairy spirits, making him look like a little fairy king.

, Ling Ran is inviolable.

Although he restrained his aura in the venue, Lu Chen also sensed that the other party was extraordinary. Through the observation of the martial arts eye, the opponent's attributes were all 280 points, and for this kind of monk, the fighting state may be even stronger, reaching the level of Kalamina.

The level is not necessarily certain.

Lu Chen became interested and asked, "What's his name?"
Chapter completed!
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