Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

The Immortal King Lingmu felt the pain, and withdrew his right hand, a crack appeared in the palm, and a smear of scorched black, but no blood flowed out.

"The honor of the empire cannot be desecrated!"

The old knight's waist became straighter and straighter, his gray beard fell down, and his hair was like splashed ink, which quickly turned black. In the blink of an eye, he had already turned into a middle-aged man with overwhelming power, truly invincible in the world.

"If you haven't become a king, you don't understand the gap after all."

"No amount of arrogance can overcome this gap."

"Don't say what kind of chivalry you practice, even if it's the immortal way of time or the immortal way of space, it's useless."

The Spiritwood Immortal King said indifferently, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed.

He's going to get real!

The body suddenly disappeared, and on the spot, there appeared an indomitable divine tree!

The roots penetrated deeply into the earth, almost touching the edge of the world's barriers. The thick blue crown merged into the sky, and the huge tree trunk made any creature feel suffocated in front of him.

Just now, the old Dragon King with the posture of a Kunpeng is like a little cicada fluttering under the tree in front of this divine tree that lifts up the sky.

The robbery clouds all over the sky were scattered by the aura of the divine tree before they took shape. Between the heaven and the earth, the mysterious aura receded, and the figure of the old knight gradually hunched, and he returned to his old appearance. Even the old dragon king under him , appearing to be older.

"How, how is it possible..."

The old knight's voice was extremely hoarse, with heavy depression, and the Dragon King was also unwilling to groan.

It has a long lifespan, and it existed almost when the Magic Continent was born. Its cultivation has been stuck at the level infinitely close to that of the Immortal King. Finally, the world has changed, and the power of heaven that has been suppressing itself has dissipated. At that time, he was cut off by life again.

"Surrender, or die."

A huge face emerged, looking down at the old knight, the majesty of the fairy king was as real as it was, turning the void into a single piece of iron, and the old dragon king flapped his dragon wings, just frozen in the air, unable to move.

"Submit."

The old knight spat out the word with difficulty.

The old dragon king under him had been with him for countless years. If it was his own words, it would be a good idea to die generously for the honor of the empire, but for the sake of his old partner, he couldn't bring it into the abyss together.

"What's the matter with that tree?"

"A huge tree suddenly appeared."

On the magic continent, the emperor with a pot belly, exuding the aura of the peak of a true immortal, holding a scepter and wearing a royal robe, stared at the divine tree transformed by the spirit wood fairy king, frowning.

He looked at the ministers on the left and right, but no one could answer his question.

"His Majesty!"

"The soul of the Dragon King suddenly broke free from the formation of the magic tower and flew away!"

A minister stepped into the palace in a panic and reported.

"what?"

"Has our Alexander Empire, the strongest dragon knight, rebelled?"

The potbellied emperor's gaze became extremely terrifying. He looked at the old knight under the sky from a distance, and his voice turned into a real shock wave: "Gaia, Why! Why you do that!"

The old knight looked towards this side, his face was full of helplessness, and he suddenly shouted:

"You can you up, you can you up!"

……

A golden blood drop, only the size of a soybean, exuded a strong and thick dragon's power, rolling in the palm of the Lingmu Immortal King.

"boom!"

With a grip of five fingers, the blood of Shenlong was instantly shattered, turning into thousands of wisps of mist and melting into the palm.

Immortal King Lingmu closed his eyes and felt it carefully, but the gloom between his brows did not dissipate for a long time.

The dragon's blood turned into a golden torrent, flowing in the body, where it passed, the black curse power entangled, collided with the golden torrent, making a chi-chi sound, and shattered one after another.

When the power of the dragon's blood was exhausted, ninety-nine percent of the evil curse power remained.

"No."

The Immortal King Lingmu shook his head, then turned to look at the old knight, "How much blood is there for the dragon in your empire?"

Old knight: "How much do you want?"

Immortal King Lingmu pondered for a moment: "Ten barrels and eight barrels should be enough."

Old Knight:? ?

……

"Senior Pavilion Master."

"I'm going down the spirit tree, you're being polite."

Outside Tianji Pavilion, Immortal King Lingmu saluted respectfully, holding a number plate in his hands, his palms were full of sweat.

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Chapter 279

He has been queuing in front of the Tianji Pavilion for three years, and today it is finally his turn to get his wish.

"Enter."

What responded to him was a young voice, full of calm and depth, like a bottomless abyss.

Immortal King Lingmu secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his legs and walked towards the door of Tianji Pavilion.

Control the universe to determine yin and yang, know the world through the past and the present.

The secret is predictable!

The door of the pavilion opened automatically, and a young man inside was sitting on a high platform with a smile on his face, looking down at him from a height, like a god standing on a cloud, looking down on an ant.

A sense of insignificance surged from the bottom of his heart involuntarily, and Immortal King Lingmu moved his steps with difficulty and walked into the hall.

He lowered his head, not daring to look around easily, for fear of desecrating the supreme existence in front of him.

"Greetings, Senior Pavilion Master."