20demayo Chapter 461 Back in the Three Thousand Realms, You Strange Clan Cang Immortal, Cut My Way To Immorta
Chapter 461 Back in the Three Thousand Realms, You Strange Clan Cang Immortal, Cut My Way To Immorta
"Also, the Three Thousand Realms."
Jiang Chen's tone changed.
Three thousand worlds? The strange emperor heard another panic in his heart.
Back then, "In the Three Thousand Realms, it was your strange clan, the immortals, who disturbed the order, causing the Three Thousand Realms to decline and cut off the road to immortality!
As for this strange emperor, he still doesn't understand the situation at this time.
Cut people's way, and bring disaster to their families!
These two hatreds were made by the strange clan, and under such a great hatred and hatred, the strange clan had no chance of surviving.
I am afraid that the strange clan will be wiped out from the heavens and the world forever.
Even after countless epochs, people can only see the once glorious past of the monsters in the legacy~
The monsters are dying...
"Everything in the world, every drink and every peck, has the will of God.
You monsters are born with a pair of flawless white eyes, you can see through the false, and penetrate the long river of time.
That being the case, you are the first ancestor of the strange clan, and you also practice the Zhoutian deduction technique. Can you count the strange clan today and have this disaster?
Jiang Chen stated indifferently.
Jiang Chen's body is bland, without the slightest energy fluctuation.
But just standing there and whispering to himself, the surrounding strange clansmen did not dare to take a half step forward.
And the strange emperor facing Jiang Chen is under tremendous pressure.
In his eyes, this indifferent and refined man in front of him, although like a mortal, can't see the slightest realm.
But with such an ordinary figure, he couldn't bear the slightest idea of resistance.
It is not that the realm is suppressed, and the gap in strength makes him unable to move, but a higher level.
The terrifying power close to Dao shocked him, as if as long as he dared to make the slightest change, the person in front of him could just raise his hand and wipe him out.
"Meow meow meow……"
The strange emperor tried his best to control his own voice, and wanted to let the other party let go of his own veins, but he could only make a sound that was almost hoarse.
Jiang Chen glanced at the struggling monster and then looked around for a week.
Divine Intent shrouded the entire field of monsters.
In the realm of monsters,
There are eccentric clansmen who are practicing cultivation, some clansmen who go out to pack their bags, and some newly born eccentric children who open their flawless white eyes.
This is a race that has been handed down from time immemorial. It has experienced countless baptisms for a long time, and has survived repeated crises. However, they will no longer exist today.
Once Jiang Chen wanted to ask the eccentric Daozi face to face,
Ask why it is so easy to cut off the luck of the three thousand worlds, and cut off the avenue of beings in one world to become immortals.
0.. Ask for flowers...
However, after embarking on the long road of cultivation, Jiang Chen understood.
In this world of the law of the jungle, only strength is the only criterion, and the so-called morality is just a little explanation after reckless actions.
The strange emperor understood that there was no room for reconciliation between the strange clan and the powerhouse in front of him.
......0
If it were someone else, even if the immortal race Xianwu came in person, he would have to fight hard, maybe he could find a chance.
However, facing Jiang Chen at this time, he can only feel that he is moving like a duckweed in the vast Wang Yang, and he can only go with the flow.
So that a small wave can drown himself, and he can only feel the vastness and majesty of the river Wang Yang. And dare not have any thoughts.
"Back then, your monster clan was a true immortal, and I cut my three thousand worlds into immortality. Today, I will beat the monster clan's luck, and I will pay for it.
Jiang Chen spoke indifferently, and like a god of death, he pronounced the end of this race that spanned several epochs of time.
The voice was settled, and an indescribable aura spread from Jiang Chen.
Like a rainbow like an abyss, unfathomable, like the Tao, like an immortal, it cannot be seen directly, it seems like the laws of heaven lingering in the evening,