When I saw the exact same self, Mou Qi and the other two were stunned for a long time. Although they had seen the outside world through space before, the space was on me after all, so I couldn't see me clearly for more than a dozen books, but I could look at my actions from the first perspective.

After regaining their original appearance, Mou Qi and Mou Xinyu reacted and knelt down and bowed directly: "Mu Qi, Mou Xinyu, pay homage to Master!"

Although the two were shocked by our excessive youthful appearance, they still did not question our strength at all and respectfully treated the apprenticeship again.

"Not bad, you are my pioneering disciple!" The fat man laughed. His charming appearance, which was getting closer and closer to the original Pope, was even more charming than the sun. Even Mou Xinyu, known as a handsome man, was stunned.

"I? Master, you are..." Mou Xinyu woke up and looked at the fat man in surprise.

"Is Master... the human king?"

Mou Xinyu and Mou Qi and Mou Tong were both excited and looked at the fat man nervously. After all, if the fat man is really the king of people, even if they cannot disclose their identities, they will be very honored.

"Human King?" This time it was the fat man's turn to be stunned and frowned, "What the hell is the human king? I am the king of the Netherworld Ghost Realm. Uh, if you are not the Great Sage, that old man..."

The fat man felt a little guilty. Although he was indeed the lord of the Netherworld Ghost Realm, he had been reincarnated and his strength had not yet been restored. He is indeed not the boss of the Karma Fire Space, the opponent of the old man who is known as the Great Sage.

"Nether Ghost Realm..." Mou Qi and Mou Xinyu looked at each other, obviously not knowing what the Nether Ghost Realm is. The human race now has almost no social relationship with the ghost world. Their opponents are the demon gods who have never appeared in history.

Fatty and I have long been accustomed to legends and history, which are different from most of the ancient times we have experienced, so we are not surprised by the appearance of the battlefield of demon gods.

"Then... is Master more powerful than the Human King?" Mou Xinyu is also very bachelor. He has become a disciple anyway, and he doesn't care what his master is from. As long as he is not an old opponent, the Demon God clan.

"If I remember correctly the Human King, is he above the Earth Immortal or under the Demigod?" The fat man was not sure and turned his head to look at me.

I nodded. I did hear Judge Cui and the others say that since ancient times, the division of strength in the world in the world has basically become the Earth Immortal after the peak of the saint. After the peak of the Earth Immortal, it is the Human King, and after the Human King, it is known as the Demigod...

As for God, no one dares to call himself God, and there is almost no God. Therefore, the demigod is already the ultimate cultivation of the human race.

"The peak of the earth immortal is equivalent to the peak of the Ghost Emperor in the ghost world... That human king should be equivalent to the Ghost Saint..." The fat man hesitated for a moment, then laughed, raised his eyebrows at Mou Xinyu and said, "The human king is nothing. You can slap two of them with just a slap to your master."

Domineering!

Ling Tong and I both twitched the corners of our mouths and complained secretly.

Although the fat man is talking about the facts, after all, don’t talk about me, even if he is a fat man, he is already at the peak of the early stage of the Ghost Immortal, and I am at least at the peak of the middle stage of the Ghost Immortal, which is the peak of the Yin Immortal in the Ghost Realm. Even according to Qin Shihuang, I may have approached infinitely now, or I am already considered to be in the late stage of the Ghost Immortal, that is, the Yang Immortal.

If the fat man takes action, even at the peak of the Ghost Saint, he can indeed slap several of them to death.

Obviously, I believe him, but others don’t!

Not to mention Mou Tong, even Ling Tong looked at us with some doubts.

The fat man was a little depressed by this look. Is this guy Ling Tong a group of people? Why do you still question what he said?

But it’s no wonder. After all, although Ling Tong is very close to us, he has never experienced it in the ghost world and he has no idea what the fat man and I are now.

"I believe!" Mou Xinyu was also a weirdo, looking at the fat man with a confident and admiration without any doubt.

"Haha, okay! My good disciple!" The fat man was very satisfied and had a little more affection for this cardigan's eldest disciple.

I was rude to hold my forehead. Judging from the enthusiasm of this fat guy, I wouldn’t have created a gold-touching lieutenant expert in the early days of ancient times, that would be really nonsense.

"Master, what about you?" Although Mou Qi was in his early twenties and was relatively steady, he couldn't help but believe it when he saw his brother's trusting look and couldn't help but look at me.

I shook my head secretly. With this intuition and decisiveness, Mou Qi and Mou Xinyu were still worse than that.

However, I didn't really plan to treat this kid as a direct disciple, but just helped him with it, so I didn't mind his qualifications and talents.

Anyway, even Mou Xinyu is not qualified to inherit the inheritance of Fatty Pluto. Not to mention Pluto, even if it is the sect of the Golden Touching School, which generation of the best is not better than these two people in terms of talent potential?

Just look at Hao Ren, you will know that the guy doesn't think that magic power is not very strong, but he is only at the level of a master. Now he may have reached the semi-saint, but that's because he has been obsessed with tomb robbers all his life and has not spent all his energy on cultivation. Half of it is good. Furthermore, over the past two thousand years, the spiritual energy in the world has been too weak to become a normal practice for cultivators. Otherwise, whether it is Hao Ren or my grandfather, it is impossible for him to be at this level.

As for talent, they can at least be considered as geniuses.

Of course, there is no such rank in the modern world.

Hao Ren's true talent is definitely not inferior to my grandfather. In the Chinese cultivation world of the world, my grandfather can really be ranked among the top in addition to the strangers who suddenly emerged from us.

At least, those of the Maoshan Grandmaster all think they are inferior to my grandfather.

"He?" Before I could speak, the fat man curled his lips, which made Mou Qi feel a little disappointed, but then he calmed down and still maintained respect.

"Although I don't say that I can kill two of them, it should be easy to get two of them at will." The fat man was angry and complained.

"…" Hearing this, the two brothers Mou Qi and Mou Tong Lingtong were both stunned and looked at me like a ghost.

"Haha, Master is really good at joking..." Mou Xinyu looked surprised, but she didn't believe it.

I was covered in black. It seemed that Mou Xinyu had no chance with me. She trusted the fat man so much, but she suspected that I could crush his master...

"What a joke? I'm afraid it's the appearance of the Demon God God, so that he, the pervert, can retreat, right?" The fat man glared and said helplessly.

Before, we have already stopped Luo Fengru said that the current demon god clan has a god master, and this god master's strength can crush the eight great kings. Fortunately, this god master has been in seclusion, otherwise there would be no suspense in the battlefield of the demon god.
Chapter completed!