I was Invincible for a Billion Years

Towering as a mountain.

It seems to be able to swallow the world's Nantianmen.

Except for the clouds and mist that spread everywhere, there is nothing to see at all, except for white, only white, as quiet as if you are in a quiet universe.

full of dull atmosphere.

in the air.

There is even a hint of chill. Ordinary people, if they stay here for one second, they may become a hard popsicle the next moment.

Even monks.

They may not be able to stand the cold inside, it is completely aimed at the state of mind, and it is torturing people's willpower every moment.

And in the depths.

A pair of white clothes with hands behind their backs, like an indestructible sky, with indifferent, deep eyes, has been quietly looking ahead, and the line of sight has never wavered in the slightest.

In front of this white robe.

It was a girl sitting cross-legged in the air, with her eyes slightly closed, wearing a purple dress, with eyes like willow leaves, thin lips like jade, long hair draped over her shoulders, and a slightly cold face.

Girls are all around.

They were all filled with a faint sacred aura, and turned into nothingness in the next moment, and immediately exuded an incomparably vicissitudes of time aura, permeating the whole body.

It's like wading through the river of time.

The face of a girl.

From the appearance of a sixteen-year-old girl, she quickly transformed into a girl with a tall figure, a cold face, and a purple skirt, which was too delicate to be tolerated, and the foreign objects on her chest were slightly exposed.

But even so.

The white dress in front of her never blinked her eyes, and she was still so calm.

next moment.

The cold girl in front of her changed again, her hair was all white, and her face was full of wrinkles, but in an instant, she returned to her original appearance.

For Chu Lingxiao.

If he wants a person,

Instantly becoming the strongest among monks was something he could easily do.

Even a mortal with no cultivation, he can make the opponent become an emperor of any level in one fell swoop.

But do it.

But he will never be able to become the king of the same rank.

Except Ruchen Jiannan.

Such a cultivator who already has a universe-level arrogance and talent, otherwise, forcibly raising the opponent's realm will only backfire. As for looking forward to the entire universe, then you really don't have to think about it.

five years.

An Qianmeng has really lost her childishness.

Although she was only sixteen years old, her cold face had already given her the beginnings of a beauty, and most importantly, she already possessed a trace of nobility, the sacred aura of a godless person.

Chu Lingxiao put his hands behind his back, as usual, his eyes were quiet and calm, his breath was like still water, deep and desolate, as if he had been standing in front of An Qianmeng for five years.

The reason why he chose An Qianmeng.

One of the main reasons for being the new Lord of the Heavenly Court is that An Qianmeng is the previous Lord of the Heavenly Court, Haotian, who was transformed from a drop of blood before his death. From another perspective.

An Qianmeng.

It is Haotian alive!

Empty silence.

Deep in the cold South Heaven Gate.

Sudden.

On and off.

There was a trill.

Master...Master, I...I'm cold.

Behind Chu Lingxiao, Long Bingyao, who was wearing a green dress, was also sitting cross-legged.

However, since she is not being proclaimed by Chu Lingxiao as a sub-cultivator like An Qianmeng, she can't feel the incomparably cold atmosphere here at all.

But Long Bingyao was also here for five years, until today, she finally couldn't hold on anymore.

The tender body kept trembling.

That pretty face was even more colorless, her eyes were weak, and she raised her head full of grievances, looking at Chu Lingxiao whose back was turned to her.

She overestimated herself a bit.

I thought that in five years, my cultivation base has also been greatly improved here, and I have directly stepped into the peak of the ancient king's realm, and I have also cultivated to the fifth level by stepping on the Heavenly Emperor's Law, and I can vaguely feel a trace of the emperor's realm.

But I didn't expect it.

A monk who has reached her level can even withstand the cold air here for five years, and it is already unbearable.

Master...Master...

Long Bingyao opened her mouth, wanting Chu Lingxiao to drive away the cold air for her, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Chu Lingxiao's faint voice.

If you can't hold on, you can go out first.

But after Long Bingyao heard it.

I felt even more aggrieved.

There was a trace of tears in the beautiful eyes.

Master...Master, I obviously just want to be with you...

She felt that Chu Lingxiao was saying that she was useless, so she couldn't help but sit up cross-legged again as if angry, and tried her best to use all her mana to continue resisting the cold.

but.

Just a few seconds passed.

It felt like the cold had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the mana left in the whole body was simply not enough to resist the constant cold.

But looking at Chu Lingxiao who still turned his back to him and didn't seem to care at all, Long Bingyao felt even more uncomfortable. The grievance in his heart could not help but burst out crying.

But it was the next moment.

Just feel the body.

There was a burst of warmth that she had never felt before, slowly flowing into every corner of her body, and she almost couldn't help opening her mouth and moaning softly.

From now on, you don't need to practice the method of stepping on the emperor of the sky. This set is the ancestral method of your cosmic dragon clan. You will practice this from now on.

Faint voice.

The moment it echoed in Long Bingyao's ears, a section of Immortal Cultivation Art that was hundreds of times stronger than the Heavenly Emperor's method appeared in her mind.

But at this moment Long Bingyao.

Those beautiful eyes looking at Chu Lingxiao became even more infatuated.

...

The entire eastern land.

Since five years ago, it was announced that the new Lord of the Heavenly Court will be succeeded by An Qianmeng, who is only eleven years old.

Talk about An Qianmeng.

It never stopped.

Especially at the time when the young monks are getting stronger and more youthful, the comments are even more ironic.

Not just the world below.

The immortals in the heavenly court also had some complaints in their hearts.

But no one dared to say.

Because behind An Qianmeng, there was Chu Lingxiao standing...

But at this moment.

Nantianmen, which had been silent for five years, suddenly heard a faint word from inside, and suddenly, like a huge gust of wind, it suddenly swept down.

Although the sound is light.

Although small.

But it vibrated more than any heavy drum in the world.

in an instant.

This voice echoed across the entire sky, and the startled discussions disappeared instantly without a trace.

As an emperor, you can suppress all enemies in the world, do you understand?

Mumble!

this moment.

Countless people's frightened hair stood on end, and they all swallowed forcefully, because they all knew who the owner of the voice was, and those who were talking about it just now covered their mouths in fright, their faces full of panic , for fear of being overheard what he said just now.

this moment.

On the eastern land, there was silence.

Everyone stared straight at the direction of Nantianmen, not daring to make a sound.

No one thought of it.

After five years of silence, there will suddenly be movement today!

As an emperor, you can suppress all enemies in the world, do you understand?

It's still the same sentence.

But it caused the world below, and even all the immortals in the heavens, to tremble slightly, as if a heart was raised in their throats, and they all stared blankly at the Nantianmen.

And in the south of China, Feng Jiuxiao in that manor.

But it was looking in the direction of Nantianmen.

In beautiful eyes.

There was a little bit of confusion, as if these words suddenly brought back some memories in her.

Three hundred thousand years ago.

Above the dazzling Milky Way.

That white dress, with his hands behind his back, asked her the same way in front of him.

As an emperor, you can suppress all enemies in the world, do you understand?

this moment.

Two people, two completely different figures, two places, but at this moment, they spoke out at the same time.

Just two words.

clear.

But only see.

this moment.

Under countless trembling gazes, the majestic Nantianmen, a golden light of ten thousand feet emerged, and a trace of emperor's prestige permeated it.

next moment.

After the faint voice fell, in the entire East, there was no doubt about An Qianmeng anymore, only awe and trembling from the heart.

From now on, you will no longer be called An Qianmeng. From now on, you will only have one name, Empress An Hong!