Ordinary disciples can't understand it, but the stronger one is, the more heartfelt he will be.

Generally speaking, the limit of the eighth-order immortal is only the thirty-ninth level, and very few geniuses can break the forty-level barrier.

Why does Taishang like Yuanqing dare to be so arrogant, even the relatives of the Immortal King dare to fight?

Because he is such an extraordinary genius, who has mastered the forty-level Dao Realm!

How terrifying! How powerful!

But what about the old way?

Far from it!

The highest forty-three Dao realm!

Maybe some fairy kings are just like that.

Strange, why hasn't the old man become an Immortal King yet?

Yuan Qing Taishang couldn't understand, after all, he was only eighth-rank, and he could only guess about everything about the Immortal King, but he only said that the forty-three-level Taoist realm of the old Taoist was incomparable to him!

There is someone!

There is a day out there!

He shivered, not to mention the third-level Dao state, that is, the first-level is absolutely suppressed, and the third-level is completely Lao Tzu beating his son.

In an instant, his arrogance disappeared, his face was full of smiles, he took the initiative to bow his head, and said: "Friend Daoist is serious, you are the first disciple of the hall master, when the hall master is away, you will naturally prepare for your decision, I will wait. Don't dare to overstep it."

These words are equivalent to slapping their own face, but it is better than being beaten up in public by the old Taoist.

Lao Dao is also a domineering master. Before hiding his identity, it was as humble as he wanted, but once his identity was revealed, he was violent.

He snorted and stretched out his hand to grab it towards Mrs. Yuanqing.

The terrifying breath is boiling, the world is pale, and the avenues are trembling.

In fact, Yuanqing Taishang has not yet reached the level where he cannot fight back, but what if he resists?

At most, it is the effort of parrying a few moves, the gap between the three-level Dao realm!

And will Lao Dao really kill himself?

No, after all, he is also a member of the Promise Hall, and he is an eighth-order existence. If he kills himself, the old man can't explain it to the Immortal King.

This old man wants to take himself as a model and call others too high!

He guessed it, but only for fate.

Who made him jump up and down the most?

At this time, he also had to admit that he was indeed a disciple of the Immortal King, and he was also an eighth-order. The old man was so strong that he could only look up.

Peng!

Peng!

Peng!

He was bombarded all over the sky, and crashed into the mountains, his face was disgraced, and he vomited blood again and again, but his life was worry-free, and he didn't even get hurt at all.

Lao Dao stopped his hands and glanced at the other Tai Shang. His dignified and majestic eyes made these Tai Shang bow their heads, and their hands were involuntarily hanging on their thighs.

After hitting these too much, Lao Dao nodded in satisfaction and looked at Ye Yan again: "Friend, Lao Dao appreciates your talent very much - as long as you promise to stay, Lao Dao promises to convince the teacher to stop embarrassing you."

Ye Yan laughed, then shook his head.

Lao Dao may be really kind, all because he loves the material, but he obviously doesn't understand the determination of the Promise Hall Master to win him.

The World Lord is related to whether the Promise Hall Master can break the shackles of the Immortal King, and the key is to go further, so let alone Lao Dao is only the disciple of the Immortal King, even if it is the son of the Immortal King or even Lao Tzu, the Promise Hall Master will ignore it, even if you dare to stop it , he will be the killer.

Therefore, the weak must play whatever package, can you really influence the decision of the strong?

"No need!" Ye Yan replied very strongly, otherwise Lao Dao might have to persuade him again, so why bother?

"I came here today, as I said before, to evacuate this Immortal King Dojo!"

puff!

Many people burst out laughing, and then looked surprised, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears, otherwise how could they have heard such outrageous words.

Do you really think that when the Immortal King goes out, he can let people wreak havoc on his dojo?

Not to mention that there are as many as eleven eighth-order powerhouses here, and Laodao is the strongest under the Immortal King. Even if you can defeat all these people, the Immortal King can easily kill you as long as a consciousness comes. !

Are you crazy to say such unreliable words?

The old man was stunned for a moment. He did hear Ye Yan saying that he was going to rob the Immortal King Dojo, but he didn't take it seriously, he just thought Ye Yan was joking.

Can you say it twice, is this really a joke?

In other words, which of the strong men in the world who can cultivate to the eighth rank has a problem with their brains?

——There are abnormal ones, but there are absolutely none of those who are stupid, stupid, and ineffective!

So Ye Yan is serious, and he must have something to rely on, otherwise how could he do such a reckless thing?

Is it!

He shuddered, Ye Yan took refuge with an immortal king?

That's right, only the Immortal King can fight against the Immortal King, this is the truth that everyone knows.

He shook his head, a little disappointed.

Originally, he admired Ye Yan very much, but you actually have to depend on others and lose your autonomy. It is very difficult for such a person to become an Immortal King.

Those who can make him see, except for the Immortal King, are likely to enter the Immortal King. Since Ye Yan has lost such potential in his opinion, his cherishing will disappear immediately.

He became stern: "Since you insist on going your own way, the old man can only take you down!"

Ye Yan laughed loudly: "I'm here to rob things, you guys have to talk a lot! Are you finally going to do it now? Come on, come on, let me see how strong Wuji Lao'er's disciples can be! "

Bullshit!

Zhou Shuheng's blood boiled, and he was so excited that he almost fainted.

Dare to release such a rhetoric at the Immortal King Dojo, who else in the world besides Ye Yan?

- Immortal kings are not counted.

Xiao Rong'er clapped her hands: "Daddy is amazing!"

Agama is also proud, you weak scumbags, open your eyes to see how strong my master is!

"Senior brother, since this person is stubborn, let the younger sister take the shot!" Hong Mei took a step forward and said respectfully to the old man.

Lao Dao was already disappointed with Ye Yan, and nodded casually.

Yuan Qing Taishang quickly jumped out and said, "Fellow Daoist Hong, this old man has a revenge for killing his son. It is better for this old man to take action - this old man promises to stay alive, and will never dare to ruin the great event of the Immortal King!"

Hong Mei thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes!"

Mrs. Yuan Qing showed a cruel smile. He wanted to take action before, but unfortunately Lao Dao had to protect Ye Yan, he was far from Lao Dao's opponent, and he could only endure except forbearance.

Now, he can finally avenge his son.

He can't kill Ye Yan, but he can make Ye Yan's life worse than death!

Boy, you have to pay for what you did.

He made a bold move, his mighty mana condensed into a divine sword, the Dao projection shone in it, and he slashed towards Ye Yan.

This blow was his all-out effort.

——He didn't mean to underestimate Ye Yan at all, he went all out as soon as he made a move.

Who dares to underestimate the same level?

Especially the eighth-level, who can cultivate to this level is not a peerless genius!

Peng, a figure flew up, was swept directly into the sky, and then tore apart.