I'm really decent

When all the races were cleaning the battlefield, Feng suddenly felt something, and looked sideways in a certain direction.

There.

A man in green shirt floated upright, as if he was an exiled immortal, and also seemed to be an ordinary human race.

but--

The moment he saw the man in the green shirt, Feng's mind was shaking wildly, and the expression on his face couldn't be kept calm.

Just when he was about to speak.

I saw the man in green shirt shaking his head slightly, signaling to keep quiet, and then his figure disappeared in place.

See here.

Feng could only forcibly suppress the excitement in his heart, and after seeing the man in the blue shirt disappear, he hurriedly explained a word, and then left.

"The emperor has something to deal with, you stay here!"

Feng left in a hurry, causing many true immortals of the human race to show doubts on their faces.

They could all see the excitement on each other's faces just now.

"Strange, is there some happy event?"

"The emperor has always been calm, how could he lose his composure today!"

"Maybe he defeated the Dragon Clan—"

Some true immortals of the human race talked secretly, and finally attributed the reason to defeating the dragon clan.

after all.

Defeating a top clan is indeed something worth celebrating.

Immediately.

They also stopped thinking about this matter, and directed other people to clean up the battlefield, and at the same time guarded the surroundings to prevent other races from secretly attacking.

Dragon corpses are precious.

The blood essence scale armor contained in it can play a big role.

After the previous battle, the Dragon Clan also discarded many corpses. These corpses were destined to be transformed into their own power by the Human Clan.

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"My lord!!"

On the side of the Lingzu, Jianmu's mind trembled, as if he had seen some incredible existence.

Heart shakes.

It also caused Jianmu's body to shake.

In an instant.

The mountain range where the Spirit Race is located is shaking, causing many Spirit Race to tremble with fear.

All the true immortals of the Spirit Race came out of the retreat, and when they looked at Jianmu whose branches and leaves were trembling, they all looked terrified.

"My emperor calm down!"

"I don't know what happened, but it made my emperor furious!"

"My emperor—"

Those Spirit Race true immortals were all horrified in their hearts.

Since they were conceived and born, Jianmu didn't really wake up very much, and when he was awake on weekdays, he would at most have some conversations, as it is now, this is the first time he has seen them.

They are also sincerely in awe of the emperor of the spirit race.

Outraged?

Jianmu's mind slowly recovered from the words of the true fairy of the Lingzu, and then a gentle voice came out.

"I just feel something in my heart, don't panic!"

Done.

The feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking completely disappeared.

Seeing this, those true immortals gradually felt relieved.

No problem on the line.

They were afraid that something was wrong, which would make the emperor furious.

Jian Mu didn't bother to talk to them, his mind was completely fixed on the man in the blue shirt he saw just now.

"Sir!"

"That's definitely not the Venerable's fault. After tens of thousands of years, the Venerable has appeared again!"

He thought to himself.

Up to now, Jianmu has no way to forget that scene, the supreme powerhouse who enlightened himself and imparted his memory.

He understands better.

The vast world right now was created by the other party alone.

Don't look at the battle of thousands of races, it seems that strong people emerge in endlessly, but in front of that person, they are all ants.

Jianmu can now be sure that the Venerable's strength is definitely beyond the category of a true immortal, and has reached an unimaginable realm.

"The venerable appeared on the side of the human race. Could it be that the human race has some great opportunity?"

He calmed down.

For such a powerful existence to appear in the territory of the human race, the Spirit Emperor couldn't help but think about it.

Although the relationship between the human race and the spirit race is considered good, Jianmu didn't want to give up this opportunity to meet the venerable.

Compared to his own penance.

If he could get some advice from Qin Shujian, he would definitely be able to enlighten himself and surpass his current limit.

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I'm Really Decent

"I'm going to see His Holiness!"

"Only when I see the Venerable, can I improve my strength!"

"If His Holiness can give the Spirit Race some opportunities, then the Spirit Race's eternal existence will not be a problem."

Jian Mu's heart was extremely hot.

At his level, many things can be seen clearly.

world.

Any strong family has its heyday and its weakness.

Although the current spirit race is in its heyday, one day it will fall into decline. At that time, it may be the arrival of the crisis of genocide.

If you want not to be exterminated, you must have enough background support.

to be frank.

Jian Mu is not sure, but he will be able to protect the spirit race for a long time.

Although the true immortal is powerful, it also has the limit of longevity.

Even until now, he has not realized where the end of his lifespan is.

But Jianmu understands that one day he will come to an end, unless he can break the limit of the real immortal, maybe he can get rid of this barrier.

Make a decision.

He quietly differentiated into a ray of spiritual incarnation, and went towards the outside of the spirit clan.

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human race.

In the Imperial Palace.

As soon as Feng came back, he saw a person he couldn't be more familiar with standing in the hall.

"Feng, I have seen the Venerable!"

He bowed and bowed down, not daring to be rude.

Qin Shujian turned around and looked at the person in front of him with a somewhat relieved expression.

"I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years. You have grown to such an extent. Congratulations!"

"I have achieved such achievements because of the blessings of the Venerable. If it weren't for the Venerable, there would be no wind in the world!"

Feng replied respectfully.

For this creator-like existence, he felt awe from the bottom of his heart.

Although the human race is strong now.

But in front of the opponent, it can only be destroyed by waving.

For a powerhouse of this level, Feng has no way to control the other party's emotions, if something is not done well, it will cause the demise of the human race, it will be troublesome.

"You can reach the seventh level of immortality, and your talent and strength are at the top of the world. Before long, you should pass the tribulation!"

Qin Shujian glanced at him casually, and immediately gave Feng the illusion that he was seen through.

but.

The emperor's attention at this time was completely attracted by Qin Shujian's words.

Tribulation?

What crossing robbery?

His face was astonished, and he asked the doubts in his heart.

"What does His Holiness mean by crossing the catastrophe?"

"True immortals have kalpas. Every 600 years, there will be three disasters and six kalpas in the world. If you survive, you can enjoy another 12 years of life. fall."

Qin Shujian spoke lightly.

The rules of the inner world are different from those of the Great Thousand World. The rules of the Great Thousand World are that true immortals only have a lifespan of 12 years, and they must die when they reach the end. No one can make an exception.

Although there are other means, you can linger on.

But if you do that well, it's no different from death. One day you dare to be born, the catastrophe will come naturally, and it's also a dead end.

however.

The rule of Inner Heaven and Earth is that true immortals cross the tribulation once every 12 years, and if they succeed in crossing the tribulation, they can extend their lifespan, but if they do not cross the tribulation, they can only wait for death.

Part of the difference in the rules came from Qin Shujian's own formulation.

There are also some natural derivatives of heaven and earth.

after all.

If a monk has no life limit, the world cannot last forever.

Every time a catastrophe comes, it is the heaven and the earth making the selection, the strong can survive, and the weak can fall.

If there is no catastrophe, it won't be long before the world will be full of true immortals, and by then, the world will perish.

because--

There is no world where a large number of true immortals can exist.

If there are tens of millions or hundreds of millions of true immortals, simply swallowing the spiritual energy can empty the world, let alone other things.

"Three disasters and six calamities!"

Feng's complexion changed drastically.