Global Reincarnation: Beginning as the Prince of Heavy Eyes

"That's Man Xiaowu from Man Temple."

"It's him."

"How holy is this little doll? How dare he ride on Man Xiaowu's head?"

Dong dong dong

Xia Changqing arrived in less than half a cup of tea, and there was a rumble in the sky.

There were more than 2 monks who followed Xia Changqing, and their hula-la bedding was spread outside the Immemorial Heavenly Monument.

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Chapter 16;

A celestial monument, covering the sky and covering the sun, touches the starry sky.

Its majestic appearance, majestic and ancient, seems to suppress the whole world.

The young figures surrounding the Immemorial Celestial Monument come from various orthodoxy in the Three Thousand Dao Prefectures, and the states they are located in are not the same.

Just seeing the delicate, ethereal, handsome and young Xia Changqing, standing high and high on the shoulders of the idiot Man Xiaowu, frightened all the monks outside the Immemorial Heavenly Monument.

The Manshen Temple is the top Taoist lineage in the Three Thousand Dao Prefectures, and the owner of the Manshen Temple is also a giant, a peerless hero. Everyone knows about Man Xiaowu's natural power, violence and ferocity.

So weak, the young doll can overlook the heroes and stand tall on Man Xiaowu's shoulders. This has to surprise many monks outside the Immemorial Heavenly Monument.

It's fine now.

The dust was flying, the earth was shaking, and there were actually more than 2 monks following the little boy to the outside of the Immemorial Heavenly Monument. Obviously, they followed the little boy.

"I don't understand, can anyone explain it to me?"

There is a young supreme sequence lined up, with a face full of curiosity.

Xia Changqing turned a deaf ear to it, and jumped off Hanhuo's shoulder, "You've been carrying me for so many days, you're tired too, let's rest first."

The idiot shook his head, "I'm not tired."

Xia Changqing was speechless.

The donkey doesn't even feel tired, so what else can he say?

suddenly.

The immemorial stele, which has been imbued with the breath of endless years, has ripples in space outside the layer upon layer mottled ancient monument.

There was a figure walking out from the ancient stele that blotted out the sky.

Ying Feiyu, who is only 11 years old, is full of ambition and has an unruly smile.

He walks like a dragon and a tiger, with momentum like a rainbow.

The tall and straight body is wrapped in a gluttonous armor, holding a splendid ancient battle spear in his hand.

He entered the Immemorial Celestial Monument on this trip, and although he failed to pass the ultimate test, he lasted for five full days!

Looking at the three thousand Dao states, it is enough to crush a large group of young supreme sequences.

Therefore, the moment he walked out of the Immemorial Tianbei, Ying Feiyu had already shown a radiant and incomparable posture.

But he soon couldn't figure it out. There were people all over the Immemorial Heaven Monument, but no one cheered for him, let alone sighed.

This made the arrogant Ying Feiyu a little inexplicably annoyed, he reached out and grabbed a young monk by the collar, and asked, "Say, what's going on!"

"Your Highness, calm down."

The young monk who was caught by the collar followed Ying Feiyu to the ancient land of the gods, "Just half an hour ago, this little baby stepped on Man Xiaowu's shoulder from the Manshen Temple to the outside of the Immemorial Heavenly Monument.

He also brought a large number of monks, we are wondering about it. "

Ying Feiyu frowned, and turned his gaze to the spotless little doll with red lips and white teeth.

For the time being, I can't see anything strange, but even Ying Feiyu couldn't compare with the radiant look in that little baby's eyes.

"Little baby, what are you waiting for! Come in quickly."

"I'm here to watch, if you can pass the ultimate test, I'll be your maid!"

Chang Xi, whose eyes had not abated the hatred, stood on tiptoe and shouted in a charming and naive way.

"Changxi from the Moon God Palace?"

Ying Feiyu gasped, what the hell is going on.

The little fairy known as the descendant of the Moon God Palace wants to be a maid for a little doll?So what is he?Why not be his maid!

"Get out of here, does the prince still need you as a maid?"

Xia Changqing looked disgusted.

Ying Feiyu: "..."

Good guy.

The little doll is not happy yet.

Everyone stared at each other, quite dumbfounded.

"But the ultimate test left by the ancient gods, this prince will definitely break it!"

The Heavenly Emperor's sword wobbled, and Xia Changqing walked step by step to the Immemorial Heavenly Monument standing in front of him.

"Little baby who killed a thousand knives, tell me, sister, why is this little baby so unbearable and annoying!"

Chang Xi quickly gritted her two rows of crystal teeth and asked.

"He probably did it on purpose."

As the older sister, Changxian, is much more mature and intelligent than her younger sister.

He could see that the little baby had been deliberately putting on a posture of being so angry that people would not pay for their lives from the beginning to the end.

The purpose is to draw hatred, so that people will lose their minds and rush to fight him desperately.

It was so close to the Immemorial Heavenly Monument, the blood covering the sky in Xia Changqing's body was about to burst out uncontrollably.

"When~"

The spear slashed across the ground, rubbing off sparks.

Ying Feiyu, who had just walked out of the Immemorial Tianbei, blocked the little baby's path with an unkind expression.

"Step aside."

Xia Changqing glanced up slightly, and only said two words.

This understatement, indifferent and domineering attitude, instantly penetrated into the depths of Ying Feiyu's soul.

"Presumptuous! How dare you boss me around? Do you know who I am? I am the eighteenth prince of the ancient Qin Dynasty!"

Ying Feiyu shouted.

The ancient Qin Dynasty, one of the seven immortal dynasties of the Three Thousand Daozhou.

It is listed in the world with the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Eighteen princes? Is your father so capable of giving birth?"

Xia Changqing thought to himself that he was really lucky in this life, he reached the pinnacle of life when he was born, and he was the only child of Emperor Da Xia.

Ying Feiyu was stunned for a while, hadn't the little baby heard of the ancient Qin Dynasty?No way, who knows the Immortal Dynasty?

But why doesn't the little baby look a little afraid and awed, is it because he has a background that he is comfortable and fearless?

That's fine.

This is the ancient land of the gods, and all the people who come here are young monks in the physical realm.

As the eighteenth prince of the ancient Qin Dynasty, Ying Feiyu was endowed with extraordinary talent and unparalleled vigor, so he didn't care even if the little baby had a lot of background.

"Since ancient times, seniority has been orderly, and there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. You little baby offended this prince. Today, I will punish you a little bit and teach you some lessons!"

Shouting like thunder, Ying Feiyu raised his fist.

The faces of many monks who followed Xia Changqing here showed surprise, sympathy, and astonishment in the same way.

Your Royal Highness, you can use another person to play prestige, but you have provoked this little monster.

The result is obvious to all and one can imagine.

Xia Changqing met the blowing fist mark with a fist, the dust filled the sky, and the sound of collision between Qi and blood shook the sky like a landslide.

After a moment, Xia Changqing's body was crystal clear and remained motionless.

The guy who was clamoring to teach Xia Changqing a lesson fell like a puppet on the sky monument in the back, and spit out a big mouthful of blood under the powerful impact.

"how can that be?"

There was severe pain in the internal organs, and when his body slid to the ground with numbness, Ying Feiyu yelled in a daze, "You little bastard..."

"Don't beep beep." Xia Changqing stepped forward and slapped him over with a slap!

The small hand, which was less than half the size of an adult, possessed great strength. Ying Feiyu spat out blood, and lay on the ground with a bewildered head, unable to get up again.

Chapter 17; The ancient battlefield in the ancient monument

At a young age, miracles are created.

Win Feiyu, a generation of outstanding people.

Born in the ancient Qin Dynasty, one of the three thousand immortal dynasties in Daozhou, he was the youngest among the many princes of the ancient Qin Dynasty.

But in terms of qualification potential, it is among the best.

Prominent status, peerless background, and talent potential surpassing that of the young Supreme Sequence, made Ying Feiyu develop a lofty and incomparable temperament.

Xia Changqing knocked him to the ground with one slap like an old father teaching a child, and lost consciousness.

Such a domineering, decisive, and majestic figure, how many of the little dolls in the three thousand Daozhou can fight against him?

"His Royal Highness."

Several young monks from the ancient Qin Dynasty rushed to Ying Feiyu's side tremblingly, crying and shouting.

"You haven't died yet. If you want to cry at your grave, burn paper, and wear sackcloth and filial piety, the crown prince can do it for you."

Xia Changqing reminded with a harmless smile.

Snow-white and crystal-clear teeth, coupled with that fairy's handsome face, people who don't know the truth really want to go up and poke a few times.

Closer to home.

Xia Changqing, who put away his smile for a moment, stepped on the pace of "I am invincible, singing and leaping", and jumped into the Immemorial Tianbei.

The moment his body touched the icy-cold stele, the ancient stele seemed to know that the little doll was here to challenge the ultimate test. Ripples appeared on the surface of the stele, like an abyss, a lake that swallowed Xia Changqing's body.

Some surprises.

Xia Changqing came to an empty and boundless ancient battlefield.

On the earth, the prehistoric ancient atmosphere is raging, and the atmosphere of war and blood is also soaring to the sky and blocking out the sun.

Looking up, there are countless ancient corpses lying on the wild land full of ravines and cracks.

There are all kinds of strange things and emerge in endlessly.

There is an ancient giant wearing ancient battle armor and holding a sky-shattering spear. His majestic figure is unrivaled in the world. There is no scar on his body, but he roars up to the sky, and his soul is scattered.

There are also ancient gods and demons with three heads and six arms, and wings covering the sky on their backs.

There is also a golden flood dragon that stretches across millions of feet, with dense scales, and its body is casted like iron fairy gold. It is dazzling as if it is still alive, and golden blood is continuously oozing out of its body.

Xia Changqing gasped. This scene was too terrifying and spectacular. It felt as if his soul had passed through the ages and descended into the unreachable ancient era.

It also seems that this ancient celestial monument continues an ancient battlefield left over from the ancient era.

Just the sight of blood flowing into rivers, the sky falling apart, and the corpses of gods and demons strewn all over the ground can scare and paralyze a group of people. If the mind is not strong, the young supreme sequence will also collapse to the ground with liver and gallbladder.

Rumble

The voice of shouting and killing echoed in the dark, covering the sky and covering the earth, penetrating through the ages.

It is getting worse and worse, just like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the sky is thundering, even if you block your ears, you can feel the horror and shock in it.