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As various types of missile carrier vehicles drove past this path, the old man's face became more and more shocked.The hand holding the bong tightly trembled slightly.

"Is there going to be a war?"

The old man couldn't hide his shock. In the past few decades, Huaguo has had millions of soldiers and has developed a series of weapons that can destroy the world.

It is also one of the three most powerful superpowers on this star.It can be said that apart from those two countries, they already have the power to sweep the earth.

Even if it is the country E with a vast territory and known as the most powerful country in the world.It is still the PL country that has reached the top of the world with technology and holds countless advanced weapons, and the Hua country can also wrestle with it.

The old man couldn't imagine that almost half of the Second Artillery had been mobilized, and the drawn front stretched for dozens of kilometers.Such a force, what exactly is it dealing with.

"Look, what is that?"

Several children stood up immediately, pointed to some transport vehicles with strange appearance and heavy guards, and asked excitedly.

When the old man looked away.

The whole person trembled suddenly, and the pipe in his hand fell to the ground, but he seemed to be unknown.The whole person was dumbfounded, with an unprecedented shock in his tone, and exclaimed: "Nuclear...nuclear weapons..."

Suddenly.

The old man raised his head and stared at the Kunlun Mountains.

In my mind, an extremely ancient legend that spread around Kunlun suddenly sounded.

A few children beside him asked curiously, "What are they going to do?"

The old man was silent for a long time.

Then the voice was dignified, and he said word by word:

"They are going to fight the immortals!"

……

As the number of witnesses increased, the news of the Immortal's appearance fell like a meteorite on various forums around the world, setting off turbulent waves and causing countless people to erupt.

Qingcheng Mountain.

A hundred-foot long rainbow came across the sky, and finally stopped over the Qingcheng faction, revealing a young man in black clothes and black trousers with long hair and shawls.

The man stood in the bright light, the air around him was shaking, and his long hair was flying in the wind.

He opened his eyelids, cast his indifferent and cold eyes on Mount Qingcheng, and said lightly, "The Supreme Heavenly Sect Night God of Xianxu, come to challenge."

On the top of Qingcheng Mountain, hundreds of people raised their heads and looked at the figure standing in the long sky in horror.

With a breath of breath, everyone bowed their heads under the divine realm.

this day.

The top of Qingcheng Mountain is full of rays of light, and golden lotus springs from the ground. Taoist Mingguan, who sat in the Kurong Cave of Qingcheng 150 years ago, entered the realm of gods and fought against the gods of the night.

On the top of Mount Qingcheng, the whole house cheered and burst into tears.

"Hmph, like an ant."

Ye Shen's eyes were cold, he hummed softly, and pressed down with one finger.

'boom! '

Together with Taoist Mingguan, the patriarch of the Qingcheng School, the entire Qingcheng School was wiped out by the strongman of the Immortal Market.Overlooking from a high altitude, a huge crack separated the top of Qingcheng Mountain, hundreds of disciples, none of them survived.

……

A piece of news shook Huazhou.

The ancient Wudang, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, was killed by a gentle and elegant swordsman dressed in white.

The Wudang main altar was split apart by this white-clothed man, and no one dared to stop him.

"After so many years, the sects in the world are really declining. I remember the last time the gates of the Immortal Market were opened. Among these sects, there are always one or two gods in charge."

"I didn't expect that after one or two hundred years, in this world, even the figure of the gods will not be seen."

A trace of disappointment appeared on the white-clothed swordsman's face.

"Ugh!"

Just when the white-clothed swordsman was about to step down on the ancient Wudang Mountain Gate, a sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu seemed to come from the Nine Heavens.

The melodious voice pierces the hearts of the people.

A divine aura rose from the back mountain of Wudang to the sky.

Wudang disciples immediately recognized the master of this aura, Li Changsheng, who was sitting in a state 80 years ago.

"Hey, you old bastard, you have to wait for me to destroy your mountain gate before you are willing to come out. It's a pity that although you are a god, your vitality and blood have declined, and you are dying."

The white-clothed swordsman reported to the sword with a smile.

An old Taoist in a green shirt and robes, with white hair and a childlike face, climbed up to the sky, and said calmly: "Chang Chang Sheng, my master named me Chang Sheng back then, just hoping that I would transcend the world and live a long life. But the years go by , will always be something out of my control."

There was a trace of silence on Li Changsheng's face.

The swordsman in white shook his head:
"The journey of cultivation is originally a journey of evolution, a journey of detachment. Who dares to say the word "longevity" lightly if one's cultivation level is less than that of an immortal in one day?"

As he spoke, the man patted the scabbard.

'Bang! '

The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light shone on the gate of Wudang Mountain.

It is almost impossible to use words to describe this sword that is like a galaxy shining, the sword energy is ten thousand meters wide, and huge gymnasiums collapsed.

On the bluestone floor, the cracks were filled like spider webs, and even the ancient Wudang's mountain protection array was torn apart by a sword.

The man in white only unleashed a sword.

Li Changsheng vomited blood and was defeated. In the end, under the desperate eyes of many Wudang disciples, he turned into a feather and left.

"A group of ignorant ants dare to call it Taoism, and they are overestimated."

The man in white withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the Wudang Mountain Gate.

In this secular world, only the divine realm can barely catch his eyes. As for the divine realm, the man doesn't even have the thought of making a move.

Tibetan Heavenly Palace.

Lingnan Feidaomen.

Great Vajra Temple.

The Great Sage knocked on the door.

One by one, the Zongmen sects that had existed in the secular martial arts world for hundreds of years were beaten to the gate by a mysterious strong man on the same day.

The gods in the gate were all killed and injured, and countless people were full of despair.

Soon everyone discovered that these mysterious strong men were all very young, full of vigor and blood, and the youngest one was not even 20 years old.

"Strange, where do these people come from?"

"At such a young age, I have reached such a state of good fortune. Compared with my generation, who have worked hard for hundreds of years, and have not even touched the threshold of the divine state, it is simply embarrassing!"

Everyone sighed with regret, tears streaming down their faces from being hit.

"Just ask the heroes of the world, who can stop them?"

On the Huaguo Martial Arts Forum, many people felt sad and asked questions in a daze.

In today's era, the realm of the gods is already rare, and those sects that really exist in the realm of the gods have all been suppressed by the mysterious strong alone.

Those places where there are no gods to sit in the town, fear all day long, for fear that at any time, those strong men will come to the door.

It's just that they soon discovered that people don't even look at these small places like themselves.

While relaxing, my heart was extremely sad.

Emotional people go to the realm of gods, and those who are not in the realm of gods are simply ignored.

"Hmph, pinching those soft persimmons is nothing, if you have the ability, go to that person!"

On the martial arts forum, someone snorted coldly.

Then someone else said:

"If there is anyone in this world who can stop those mysterious powerhouses, he is the only one left."

Everyone looks curious.

"Even Li Changsheng from Ancient Wudang and Taoist Mingguan from Mount Qingcheng were beheaded. These are the only few gods left in China. Besides them, who else can stop those mysterious powerhouses?"

More and more people seem to think of something.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth immediately.

Then three large characters were hung on the most colorful position of the Martial Arts Forum.

Everyone looked up.

Jiang Diye!