Chapter 2836
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Northwest of Samsara City, about 60 million miles away.
In front of you is a vast plain, with a radius of about 200,000 miles, and there are hundreds of cities large and small.
The largest of them is in the center of the plain, like an emperor who is in the world, surrounded by hundreds of cities, and the stars hold the moon.
This city is called Bai Ling City, which occupies a radius of about seven thousand miles.
This family is not a native of Piaomiao Mountain, but moved in from the Myriad Realms about 120,000 years ago, although it is a vassal of the Reincarnation Sect.
However, the power of the Bailing family itself is no less than that of any second-class middle-end force, and the Bailing family's right to speak in the reincarnation religion is also quite important.
Their ancestors were the same generation as Jun Qianshi, but because of Xueyun's strong suppression, the ancestors of the Bailing family announced their retirement.
In a rather secluded mansion in Bailing City, an old man wearing a black cloud pattern robe, with a thin face, sunken eyes, sparse white hair, and a slightly hunchback sat quietly in the courtyard.
Qi and blood collapsed and life was exhausted. Although he had the cultivation base of the Great Emperor, he was still in his twilight years.
Without relying on the support of a pure Yuan force, I am afraid that he would have been transformed into the Tao long ago.
Every breath and every movement is an invisible consumption of Yuan force. From the outside, if there is no chance, it can only support less than thirty years.
He is Bai Lingsong, except for the ancestor who has retired, the entire Bai Ling family has lived the longest and is the highest generation.
Compared with Wu Qinghai in the fourth vein, Wu Qinghai has lived for 40,000 years.
The Great Emperor Venerable in Myriad Realms has a limit of only 30,000 years, but these old immortals in Misty Mountain, struggling one after another, can last for more than 10,000 years than the Great Emperor Venerable in Myriad Worlds.
These old people will not die for a day, but a day is a deterrent!
The longer they live, the more they will be able to shelter the forces where they are, so they try their best to survive.
"Bai Lingsong, you're not dead yet."
"You can really endure it!"
"Why bother? Why don't you die happily and pass on your Yuan strength."
"But in another thirty years, you will surely die."
An old voice came from the void. The person who came was a figure like an old mummy. It seemed that he had just climbed out of the tomb. His life and flesh and blood had been exhausted to the extreme, and only a shriveled body was left. Just the skin.
But under this shriveled skin, there is a terrifying power that makes people jealous.
Uncle Luoyang, also a pinnacle great emperor, came from the earth spirit clan among the four spirit clans, and was also an immortal old man who had lived for nearly 40,000 years.
"Bai Lingsong, Uncle Luoyang, you two are still alive."
"It's been ten thousand years since we said goodbye back then!"
"Old ghost Bai Ling, don't sit on your life and death threshold and call us all. Could it be that your deadline is approaching."
"Did we come to give you your last ride?"
Another figure came through the void, and the person who came was filled with an aura of decay and death. It seemed to be an undead from the underworld.
It was dark, cold, and stern, and it carried the unique aura of the undead, especially the purple soul sparks in the eye sockets.
Zhan Chengye, the Great Emperor Venerable from Zhan Lingzong, is also an existence that has lived for 40,000 years. However, a hundred years ago, he was unwilling to exhaust his life and changed his way. He did not hesitate to introduce the death energy of the underworld and turned into an undead.
"You are not dead, how can this old man be one step ahead of you."
"I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, Zhan Chengye, you chose the undead after all."
"Uncle Luoyang, you can't stand it anymore!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I have important business with you today."
"You must already know about the Reincarnation Sect. I, the true son of Zongzheng, is exactly the murderer who killed your disciple."
"No accident, at most three days, I will go to participate in the true test and step into that restricted area."
"If you want revenge, this is the best chance."
Bai Lingsong glanced at the two of them coldly and deadly, and returned to silence again.
Uncle Luoyang, Zhan Chengye was born in the same generation, but the three of them are enemies.
Ten thousand years ago, in a battle, there was no winner or loser, and each was caught in a life-and-death situation.
Now that the ancient wilderness was born, it completely disrupted the layout of all of them. The true test was only the beginning of the plan. The real ultimate move was the people of the Earth Spirit Race and the War Spirit Sect.
The two major forces have each lost an emperor with infinite potential, and it is impossible not to find an opportunity to take revenge.
But it is absolutely impossible to take revenge for such immortality.
Then it can only be shot by the disciples in their respective forces, and that restricted area surpasses the realm of the Great Emperor Venerable, and it is impossible to set foot in it.
"Oh! Old ghost Bai Ling, you are really calculating!"
"I want to harm your true son, but I dare not do it myself, let us be your scapegoat."
"This ancient wasteland can kill the top geniuses of our two major forces with bare hands. Those are two junior emperors."
"It is the sword emperor who has cultivated the highest sword intent, and has not been born for countless years."
"There are more chances to kill him, why rush for a while."
"Who knows if it's your calculations, deliberately wanting to kill our strong men."
Uncle Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold smile on his face, obviously not believing what Bai Lingsong said.
They are all old ghosts who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and that one is not the old fox among the old foxes.
A monster who can kill a junior emperor with his bare hands, but also a high-level emperor who has killed Buddhism.
Ordinary Emperor Zun goes to death, who knows if it is a trick of the Reincarnation Sect, wanting to kill the Emperor Zun powerhouse of their two major forces.
Moreover, the restricted area was extremely strange, and even Samsara only suppressed one-third of the area.
It has not been opened for hundreds of thousands of years, and now it suddenly opens, who knows what crisis will be inside.
"Old ghost Bai Ling, everyone has known each other for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows the details of who."
"Maybe you really want to kill Gu Huang, but you may not have the intention to harm us."
"Of course you want us to take action, that's not impossible."
"If we help you kill the true son, even let your descendants sit on the seat of the true son of Samsara."
"What are you getting paid for!"
Zhan Chengye has already turned into an undead, and there is no life limit, so naturally he wants to ask for benefits.
They have lived for tens of thousands of years, and who still doesn't know each other?
Everyone knows that, and no one is more stupid than others.
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Northwest of Samsara City, about 60 million miles away.
In front of you is a vast plain, with a radius of about 200,000 miles, and there are hundreds of cities large and small.
The largest of them is in the center of the plain, like an emperor who is in the world, surrounded by hundreds of cities, and the stars hold the moon.
This city is called Bai Ling City, which occupies a radius of about seven thousand miles.
This family is not a native of Piaomiao Mountain, but moved in from the Myriad Realms about 120,000 years ago, although it is a vassal of the Reincarnation Sect.
However, the power of the Bailing family itself is no less than that of any second-class middle-end force, and the Bailing family's right to speak in the reincarnation religion is also quite important.
Their ancestors were the same generation as Jun Qianshi, but because of Xueyun's strong suppression, the ancestors of the Bailing family announced their retirement.
In a rather secluded mansion in Bailing City, an old man wearing a black cloud pattern robe, with a thin face, sunken eyes, sparse white hair, and a slightly hunchback sat quietly in the courtyard.
Qi and blood collapsed and life was exhausted. Although he had the cultivation base of the Great Emperor, he was still in his twilight years.
Without relying on the support of a pure Yuan force, I am afraid that he would have been transformed into the Tao long ago.
Every breath and every movement is an invisible consumption of Yuan force. From the outside, if there is no chance, it can only support less than thirty years.
He is Bai Lingsong, except for the ancestor who has retired, the entire Bai Ling family has lived the longest and is the highest generation.
Compared with Wu Qinghai in the fourth vein, Wu Qinghai has lived for 40,000 years.
The Great Emperor Venerable in Myriad Realms has a limit of only 30,000 years, but these old immortals in Misty Mountain, struggling one after another, can last for more than 10,000 years than the Great Emperor Venerable in Myriad Worlds.
These old people will not die for a day, but a day is a deterrent!
The longer they live, the more they will be able to shelter the forces where they are, so they try their best to survive.
"Bai Lingsong, you're not dead yet."
"You can really endure it!"
"Why bother? Why don't you die happily and pass on your Yuan strength."
"But in another thirty years, you will surely die."
An old voice came from the void. The person who came was a figure like an old mummy. It seemed that he had just climbed out of the tomb. His life and flesh and blood had been exhausted to the extreme, and only a shriveled body was left. Just the skin.
But under this shriveled skin, there is a terrifying power that makes people jealous.
Uncle Luoyang, also a pinnacle great emperor, came from the earth spirit clan among the four spirit clans, and was also an immortal old man who had lived for nearly 40,000 years.
"Bai Lingsong, Uncle Luoyang, you two are still alive."
"It's been ten thousand years since we said goodbye back then!"
"Old ghost Bai Ling, don't sit on your life and death threshold and call us all. Could it be that your deadline is approaching."
"Did we come to give you your last ride?"
Another figure came through the void, and the person who came was filled with an aura of decay and death. It seemed to be an undead from the underworld.
It was dark, cold, and stern, and it carried the unique aura of the undead, especially the purple soul sparks in the eye sockets.
Zhan Chengye, the Great Emperor Venerable from Zhan Lingzong, is also an existence that has lived for 40,000 years. However, a hundred years ago, he was unwilling to exhaust his life and changed his way. He did not hesitate to introduce the death energy of the underworld and turned into an undead.
"You are not dead, how can this old man be one step ahead of you."
"I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, Zhan Chengye, you chose the undead after all."
"Uncle Luoyang, you can't stand it anymore!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I have important business with you today."
"You must already know about the Reincarnation Sect. I, the true son of Zongzheng, is exactly the murderer who killed your disciple."
"No accident, at most three days, I will go to participate in the true test and step into that restricted area."
"If you want revenge, this is the best chance."
Bai Lingsong glanced at the two of them coldly and deadly, and returned to silence again.
Uncle Luoyang, Zhan Chengye was born in the same generation, but the three of them are enemies.
Ten thousand years ago, in a battle, there was no winner or loser, and each was caught in a life-and-death situation.
Now that the ancient wilderness was born, it completely disrupted the layout of all of them. The true test was only the beginning of the plan. The real ultimate move was the people of the Earth Spirit Race and the War Spirit Sect.
The two major forces have each lost an emperor with infinite potential, and it is impossible not to find an opportunity to take revenge.
But it is absolutely impossible to take revenge for such immortality.
Then it can only be shot by the disciples in their respective forces, and that restricted area surpasses the realm of the Great Emperor Venerable, and it is impossible to set foot in it.
"Oh! Old ghost Bai Ling, you are really calculating!"
"I want to harm your true son, but I dare not do it myself, let us be your scapegoat."
"This ancient wasteland can kill the top geniuses of our two major forces with bare hands. Those are two junior emperors."
"It is the sword emperor who has cultivated the highest sword intent, and has not been born for countless years."
"There are more chances to kill him, why rush for a while."
"Who knows if it's your calculations, deliberately wanting to kill our strong men."
Uncle Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold smile on his face, obviously not believing what Bai Lingsong said.
They are all old ghosts who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and that one is not the old fox among the old foxes.
A monster who can kill a junior emperor with his bare hands, but also a high-level emperor who has killed Buddhism.
Ordinary Emperor Zun goes to death, who knows if it is a trick of the Reincarnation Sect, wanting to kill the Emperor Zun powerhouse of their two major forces.
Moreover, the restricted area was extremely strange, and even Samsara only suppressed one-third of the area.
It has not been opened for hundreds of thousands of years, and now it suddenly opens, who knows what crisis will be inside.
"Old ghost Bai Ling, everyone has known each other for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows the details of who."
"Maybe you really want to kill Gu Huang, but you may not have the intention to harm us."
"Of course you want us to take action, that's not impossible."
"If we help you kill the true son, even let your descendants sit on the seat of the true son of Samsara."
"What are you getting paid for!"
Zhan Chengye has already turned into an undead, and there is no life limit, so naturally he wants to ask for benefits.
They have lived for tens of thousands of years, and who still doesn't know each other?
Everyone knows that, and no one is more stupid than others.
Northwest of Samsara City, about 60 million miles away. In front of you is a vast plain, with a radius of about 200,000 miles, and there are hundreds of cities large and small. The largest of them is in the center of the plain, like an emperor who is in the world, surrounded by hundreds of cities, and the stars hold the moon. This city is called Bai Ling City, which occupies a radius of about seven thousand miles. This family is not a native of Piaomiao Mountain, but moved in from the Myriad Realms about 120,000 years ago, although it is a vassal of the Reincarnation Sect. However, the power of the Bailing family itself is no less than that of any second-class middle-end force, and the Bailing family's right to speak in the reincarnation religion is also quite important. Their ancestors were the same generation as Jun Qianshi, but because of Xueyun's strong suppression, the ancestors of the Bailing family announced their retirement. In a rather secluded mansion in Bailing City, an old man wearing a black cloud pattern robe, with a thin face, sunken eyes, sparse white hair, and a slightly hunchback sat quietly in the courtyard. Qi and blood collapsed and life was exhausted. Although he had the cultivation base of the Great Emperor, he was still in his twilight years. Without relying on the support of a pure Yuan force, I am afraid that he would have been transformed into the Tao long ago. Every breath and every movement is an invisible consumption of Yuan force. From the outside, if there is no chance, it can only support less than thirty years. He is Bai Lingsong, except for the ancestor who has retired, the entire Bai Ling family has lived the longest and is the highest generation. Compared with Wu Qinghai in the fourth vein, Wu Qinghai has lived for 40,000 years. The Great Emperor Venerable in Myriad Realms has a limit of only 30,000 years, but these old immortals in Misty Mountain, struggling one after another, can last for more than 10,000 years than the Great Emperor Venerable in Myriad Worlds. These old people will not die for a day, but a day is a deterrent! The longer they live, the more they will be able to shelter the forces where they are, so they try their best to survive. "Bai Lingsong, you're not dead yet." "You can really endure it!" "Why bother? Why don't you die happily and pass on your Yuan strength." "But in another thirty years, you will surely die." An old voice came from the void. The person who came was a figure like an old mummy. It seemed that he had just climbed out of the tomb. His life and flesh and blood had been exhausted to the extreme, and only a shriveled body was left. Just the skin. But under this shriveled skin, there is a terrifying power that makes people jealous. Uncle Luoyang, also a pinnacle great emperor, came from the earth spirit clan among the four spirit clans, and was also an immortal old man who had lived for nearly 40,000 years. "Bai Lingsong, Uncle Luoyang, you two are still alive." "It's been ten thousand years since we said goodbye back then!" "Old ghost Bai Ling, don't sit on your life and death threshold and call us all. Could it be that your deadline is approaching." "Did we come to give you your last ride?" Another figure came through the void, and the person who came was filled with an aura of decay and death. It seemed to be an undead from the underworld. It was dark, cold, and stern, and it carried the unique aura of the undead, especially the purple soul sparks in the eye sockets. Zhan Chengye, the Great Emperor Venerable from Zhan Lingzong, is also an existence that has lived for 40,000 years. However, a hundred years ago, he was unwilling to exhaust his life and changed his way. He did not hesitate to introduce the death energy of the underworld and turned into an undead. "You are not dead, how can this old man be one step ahead of you." "I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, Zhan Chengye, you chose the undead after all." "Uncle Luoyang, you can't stand it anymore!" "Stop talking nonsense, I have important business with you today." "You must already know about the Reincarnation Sect. I, the true son of Zongzheng, is exactly the murderer who killed your disciple." "No accident, at most three days, I will go to participate in the true test and step into that restricted area." "If you want revenge, this is the best chance." Bai Lingsong glanced at the two of them coldly and deadly, and returned to silence again. Uncle Luoyang, Zhan Chengye was born in the same generation, but the three of them are enemies. Ten thousand years ago, in a battle, there was no winner or loser, and each was caught in a life-and-death situation. Now that the ancient wilderness was born, it completely disrupted the layout of all of them. The true test was only the beginning of the plan. The real ultimate move was the people of the Earth Spirit Race and the War Spirit Sect. The two major forces have each lost an emperor with infinite potential, and it is impossible not to find an opportunity to take revenge. But it is absolutely impossible to take revenge for such immortality. Then it can only be shot by the disciples in their respective forces, and that restricted area surpasses the realm of the Great Emperor Venerable, and it is impossible to set foot in it. "Oh! Old ghost Bai Ling, you are really calculating!" "I want to harm your true son, but I dare not do it myself, let us be your scapegoat." "This ancient wasteland can kill the top geniuses of our two major forces with bare hands. Those are two junior emperors." "It is the sword emperor who has cultivated the highest sword intent, and has not been born for countless years." "There are more chances to kill him, why rush for a while." "Who knows if it's your calculations, deliberately wanting to kill our strong men." Uncle Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold smile on his face, obviously not believing what Bai Lingsong said. They are all old ghosts who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and that one is not the old fox among the old foxes. A monster who can kill a junior emperor with his bare hands, but also a high-level emperor who has killed Buddhism. Ordinary Emperor Zun goes to death, who knows if it is a trick of the Reincarnation Sect, wanting to kill the Emperor Zun powerhouse of their two major forces. Moreover, the restricted area was extremely strange, and even Samsara only suppressed one-third of the area. It has not been opened for hundreds of thousands of years, and now it suddenly opens, who knows what crisis will be inside. "Old ghost Bai Ling, everyone has known each other for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows the details of who." "Maybe you really want to kill Gu Huang, but you may not have the intention to harm us." "Of course you want us to take action, that's not impossible." "If we help you kill the true son, even let your descendants sit on the seat of the true son of Samsara." "What are you getting paid for!" Zhan Chengye has already turned into an undead, and there is no life limit, so naturally he wants to ask for benefits. They have lived for tens of thousands of years, and who still doesn't know each other? Everyone knows that, and no one is more stupid than others.
