I was Invincible for a Billion Years

The eight martial arts royal families have lived in the world for hundreds of years, like gods hanging in the air, standing high above, overlooking everything in the world.

The supreme royal family with the supreme gods sitting in it is enough to be the power of a country, but even so, they still have a little respect for the top few high-level people in the secular world, and they will still give them the face that should be given.

But the martial arts royal family is different.

Since entering this era and ending the imperial dynasty, there has never been a peerless figure of the imperial rank who can suppress them.

Their high profile is for everyone!

There is an ancient capital in the north, it is in this era, in the eyes of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, it is not the imperial capital that has long been lonely, but a real imperial capital worthy of the name!

Classes are different.

The world we come into contact with is small and big.

Identification is also different.

Whoever can make the supreme royal family kneel down and worship him must belong to the eight great martial arts royal families.

But who can let the martial arts royal family keep their own way?

There is only one, the emperor-level peerless figure who once suppressed a strong man of an era.

In the eyes of countless ordinary people, their supremacy is the few old people who live in the Forbidden Pavilion now, who have spent their entire lives serving the country and the people, forgetting to eat and sleep.

internal.

In a certain pavilion surrounded by water.

A few wrinkled old men in simple shirts and a pair of cloth shoes under their feet were drinking tea and talking.

Old Lu, how are you doing recently? I don't think your complexion is very good. Don't take a step ahead of us, just lift your legs and leave.

Wang Guozhu, drink your tea, I'm fine!

Hey, we five old guys don't know how many years we have left to live.

hard to imagine.

These few old people with old faces and the clothes they wear are no different from those hard-working farmers in the countryside.

But it is the top ruler in the secular world today. With a wave of his hand, millions of soldiers will come to meet him. With a single word, all the imperial families in the northern capital and many aristocratic families in the south of the Yangtze River will give him three points of favor.

Old Wang, I heard that the old heavenly master suddenly wants to close the mountain for three months, right? The old man with a white beard and a cane sitting on the west side suddenly asked:

Have you found out clearly? What is the reason this time?

Several people couldn't help looking at the old man named Wang Guozhu wearing reading glasses.

Since the end of the imperial era.

There are no emperors to stand up and suppress the eight martial arts royal families.

but.

Fortunately, Longhushan Tianshi Mansion is willing to stand by their side, otherwise, today's secular world, I really don't know what kind of chaos it will be.

But Tianshi Mansion suddenly closed the mountain this time.

It was very different from the previous few times, there was no warning, and a letter was sealed for three months!

I asked, but the old heavenly master refused to answer, and all his disciples didn't know anything about it.

As the highest person in charge of the Xiongbing Group of the special department, Wang Guozhu wanted to know why more than anyone present.

Forget it, what's there to think about, I don't believe in the three months when the old master is not here,

Those eight martial arts royal families really dare to be restless! Lu Enjin, who was teased by several old people for being very weak, slapped the table and stood up, saying with a hint of anger:

It's a big deal, I'll fight with those eight parasites!

heard the words.

The rest of the old people present couldn't help being silent.

On age.

Lu Jin was ten years older than them and was born in a military camp. Although he is old and frail now, not as good as when he was young, his fiery temper has not changed at all.

Instead, it gets bigger and bigger with age.

Especially, after that...

Even after decades, it is like a thorn that can never be pulled out, stuck there all the time, and every time they think about it, they feel very uncomfortable, angry, powerless, and sad.

Old Lu, don't mention it, have you forgotten what Mr. Xia entrusted us with before he died?

The white-bearded old man leaning on crutches sighed and said with a gloomy expression:

Don't be their enemy, we can't fight them...

Yang Qishan, I'm just annoying you literati, what are you afraid of! Lu Jin snorted coldly, with a simmering anger in his tone, sat down again, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

If the eight vampires are not eliminated, how can we comfort Xia Lao's coming in heaven!

How to bring Huaxia back to the top of the world!

These two or three hundred years.

The misdeeds of the Eight Great Martial Arts Royal Families can be said to be countless. Relying on force, they manipulated the entire secular world behind their backs, deliberately playing with the hard work of ordinary people!

Obviously for them.

Money, the word, doesn't matter at all.

The wealth owned by any martial arts royal family can be worth the treasury of ten superpowers!

Of course, that is the case.

Still two-thirds of it needs to be divided up every year. If it weren't for the presence of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I'm afraid they would all have been taken away!

There was once a man who was in a high position, but always put ordinary people first in his heart. Even the clothes he wore were all kinds of mending and pudding. The old man with simple food and plain food just wants to get back a fairness that belongs to countless ordinary people!

Not afraid of life and death!

With 200,000 troops, he went straight to the south of the Yangtze River.

But in the end, he ended up in a low position, and before he died, he was wantonly insulted and ridiculed by a few children who were only eight or nine years old from the martial arts royal family.

You mere mortals, don't you really think that we value the money?

We just like to see you all like monkeys, scratching your ears and scratching your cheeks, jumping up and down, but you look so pitiful that we have nothing to do!

The huge Forbidden Pavilion.

I can still remember it vaguely.

An old man in patched plain clothes with a vicissitudes on his face.

With a thin and ordinary body, he wants to hold up the sky for countless ordinary people, and fights against the high-level martial arts royal family wearing luxurious brocade clothes!

High-pitched words!

Full of enthusiasm!

But what they got in exchange was still one sentence after another, ruthless ridicule, contempt, and disdain.

A mere mortal also wants fairness?

Old man, you mortals should be even more happy if you are lucky enough to be trampled on by us and toyed with wantonly by us, it's an honor!

Although nearly ninety years have passed.

But every word and scene in the past, often recalled.

Lu Jin, Wang Guozhu, Yang Qishan and the other five leaders in the secular world are still fresh in their memories, their faces are full of sadness, and their eyes are moist, as if it happened yesterday.

Don't feel sorry for me, and don't think about overthrowing the martial arts royal family anymore. It turns out that I was wrong...I was wrong...

The silent ward.

Following an old man who worked day and night for the people all his life, the voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

that day.

The entire dunya was plunged into great sorrow.

But no one knows what the truth is.

only.

Lu Jin and the others will always remember that in that voice, there was an extremely angry question:

Mortals are destined to be played by the martial arts royal family!