"alert!"

Shi Xing shouted, and everyone was in a tense state of fighting. (No pop-up ads)

The man with long-haired gray hair was about to raise his hand to make a move, but he heard the Emperor Dong snorting coldly and said, "Don't be so rude. Wan Lin still has the blood of the Emperor of Humanity. He is the inheritor of the ancient Emperor lineage. He needs to treat the king enough. If you are not qualified, I am the only one who has the qualification to kill Wan Lin, and you will all withdraw!"

The demon clan with long gray hair immediately retreated without any dissatisfaction, but with a little recognition on his face. However, the Emperor of the Winter who said this was not artificial, just like a lion never preys on for the sake of his descendants, not because it was ruthless, but because it was destined to be above him from the moment it was born. Just as the emperor would not go to the kitchen, he would be served by people throughout his life, not because he showed off, but because he was born in the imperial family.

This is true for the Emperor of Donghuang. If he was really the reincarnation of Donghuang Taiyi, or the demon king with the same natal demon-type as Donghuang Taiyi, then his supreme identity was destined from the moment he was born.

Here, among the demon clan and above all the beasts, the words of the Winter Emperor are the imperial edict, and no one dares to obey!

Since it had already made it clear that it was going to fight me, how could I retreat? I leaned forward and was about to walk forward. But at this moment, one hand stopped me. I raised my head and saw the master blinking gently at me, showing a clean smile.

I was stunned. I had never seen such a master before. It seemed that it only existed in the old photo of Tongtianhui that had turned yellow, and it only existed in the master's childhood memory.

Master walked forward, faced the Winter Emperor, took out a cigarette from his pocket, squeezed it in his hand, and stood in front of me. His wrinkled white shirt gently floated in the wind, and his messy hair was blown. ($>>>’Little ‘speak’

“Master…”

I whispered, but saw that he had already put the cigarette in his mouth and smiled and said, "Don't worry, with me here, you don't need to take action."

Emperor Dong looked at the master in front of him and said proudly and coldly: "Although you have a powerful aura that I can feel, you do not have the identity of a royal, nor are you the inheritor of the ancient royal family. You are not qualified to fight with me, and I do not agree with you!"

Arrogant as the Winter Emperor, he naturally looks down on all mortals, and he only recognizes bloodline and status.

The master was holding a cigarette in his mouth and putting his hands in his pockets of his pants. In my impression, the master, who was not very clean, did not shave much even after getting married in his previous life. Especially after ignoring the affairs of the immortals, he seemed to have completely turned back to the ordinary person. In the courtyard, he would always hook Zhou Yi and his younger generations to drink together. Sometimes he would hum a little song when he was slightly drunk, just like any middle-aged uncle I saw on the street.

However, his shirt was always clean, so clean that there was no trace of stain on his collar and cuffs...

At this time, the master looked up at the dark sky in the underground world, and smiled and said, "Yes, I don't have the identity of a royal family or the bloodline of a powerful person. I am not a master with supreme status in your eyes. I used to be just an ordinary immortal clan. If I hadn't met my master, maybe I would still spend the rest of my life in the ridicule and rolling eyes of the immortal clan. (In a good novel, I am not a genius for cultivating immortals, and I don't have any extraordinary talents, but..."

At this moment, the master suddenly lowered his head, looked straight at the Winter Emperor in front of him, and said loudly: "But, I hate you the so-called kings the most, and the ones I want to defeat the most is the royal family like you. If you think you are very strong, then I will smash your glory! What a bullshit royal family, what a bullshit Winter Emperor, just a false reputation!"

“Bold!”

The man in gray-clothed long hair roared and ran towards the master. He drove it crazy about the master's words insulting the Winter Emperor. He jumped up and rushed straight to the master's master. His left hand was fire and his right hand was ice. His palms fell together, and his terrifying murderous intent surrounded him. He shouted: "Damn it! Just mortals dare to talk to our Winter Emperor like this! You will be destroyed by killing you in a body and spirit!"

Emperor Dong looked at the battle in front of him coldly and chuckled: "After all, he is just a mortal..."

The flames exploded in the air, and the ice turned into a long sword, with murderous aura. In a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the master. The master was holding a cigarette, with a golden light flashing in his eyes, and then raised his right fist. However, I did not see any fairy aura surrounding his fist. However, when the punch fell on the face of the man with long hair in gray, I saw that this demon clan, which was stronger than the demon king, was actually knocked away by the master's punch, and his body flew hundreds of meters wide, landing on the horizon where my eyes were.

There was a silence around, and the strong wind caused by the fists swept across the four fields. The contempt in the eyes of the Winter Emperor disappeared in an instant. It turned its head to look at the master and whispered: "Who are you?"

On the horizon in the distance, I saw a small figure slowly standing up from the ground, shaking her body and walking towards it bit by bit. The master frowned and said to himself, "Are you not dead yet?"

The figure gradually approached and slowly appeared in front of us. It was the man with long-haired gray clothes who was knocked away by the master. However, at this moment, his whole body was covered in blood, his face had been twisted and deformed, and his eyes were white, which obviously lost his mind. He just relied entirely on his subconscious and then fell heavily to the ground, completely dying.

"Ah! Dead!" "The demon soul is gone, it is really destroyed by both body and spirit!"

The demon clans around were all shocked. Not only the demon clans, but also our own people felt incredible. Such a master seemed to be stronger than the last time he took action. And I could see clearly that the master clan did not add any fairy energy when he first made a punch. In other words, he used powerful energy beyond the fairy energy!

The master put his right hand back into his pocket, glanced at the Winter Emperor in front of him, and whispered: "You are here, come on, young emperor."

I remember when I was young in the last life, one time I meditated with my master. When I was at night, I couldn’t sit still and asked, “Master, I’m a little tired. Can you rest?”

The master was always very gentle. He smiled and opened his eyes, gently touched my head and said, "Then go to bed early." He threw it to Bian Huacai.

But I didn't feel sleepy and asked with a smile: "Master, you said you are so powerful, and the Grand Master seems to be very powerful, so why is the Master not as strong as you? Didn't he teach you how to do it? Shouldn't he be very powerful?"

The master smiled and replied, "Your master is very strong."

But I shook my head and said seriously: "You are lying! Master is not powerful at all. Anyway, it is not as powerful as you and Master Master. I think many of him can't beat him. Those monsters fighting with you seem to be no match for them."

But the master suddenly said seriously: "Little liar, do you think your master is not strong? It's just that your master and I have adventures, but your master has never had any adventures. If 70% of the strength of your master and I have been given through God, then your master's achievements today are his efforts. He has no bloodline like us, nor has the luck as we do. When your master went to the immortal clan to meet your master, your master was just an ordinary person living in the most remote corner of the immortal clan. He has no super talent or the favor of God. But until today he has become the great elder of the immortal clan, you think he is not as strong as us. Then the master wants you to understand that if your master has the same good luck as us, today he may stand in a state that is ahead of us. He is the real hero, relying on his own fists."

At that time, I was a little confused about such words. In my opinion, I didn’t respect my master, but I just felt that he could never catch up with my master and Grand Master.

However, some things are changing, not the younger generations are making progress, but the predecessors are also rushing to the road.

Emperor Dong looked at the master in front of him and said loudly: "My subordinate has been practicing for 15,000 years and is immortal, but you killed him with one punch. You are not just a member of the immortal clan. I see that there is a flash of golden light in your eyes. What kind of power is that?"

The master chuckled lightly, and the wind became heavier and he suddenly turned around and looked at me, smiling cleanly, the golden light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, making me scared.

"Disciple, do you know?"

He asked gently.
Chapter completed!