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Wei Wuya stood on the flower boat, looking at the cold clothes and iron armor not far away, wishing he was dreaming.

"True immortals? Are they all true immortals?"

"How is this possible?"

Even Li Jianjia, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help but exclaim.

There are all kinds of true immortals on earth, and they are definitely more than a hundred.

But the black armored army in front of me was overwhelming, with at least 100,000.

How could there be so many true immortals in the world?

When did the true immortal become so worthless?

"Amitabha, monk, are I dazzled?"

The little monk stood on the top of the boat, scratching the back of his head, feeling that he must be dreaming.

The three of them are basically the leader of the younger generation this year, but they were shocked at this time.

For a moment, I didn't know how to speak.

So much so that only the sound of waves surging between the world is left.

"Immortal, Banban, isn't this the person Mr. Chunqiu said before?"

Wei Wuya felt the trembling of Li Chunqiu's order of pardon in his palm, and a feeling naturally arose in his heart that the person in front of him was really the person mentioned by Mr. Chunqiu.

One hundred thousand true immortals, this is like a dream.

"Mr. Chunqiu?"

Li Jianjia and the little monk turned their heads at the same time and said in unison.

Is it not because the Buddhist and Taoist veins want to know this?

Suddenly he was born, and forced to overcome the disaster, and then invited people to fight against all living beings, and after all, he broke the situation for thousands of years and allowed the nineteen countries to unify.

Such a person will be frightened by anger, and a rest will be in peace. No one can be regarded as nothing.

For those who have the Taoist traditions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, this is an existence that needs to be paid attention to.

Because he is the one who can establish the order between heaven and earth.

"You should all know what my old man should do before, Mr. Chunqiu said that someone will take over all this."

Wei Wuya said a little unaware of whether to laugh or cry:

"That man is his only disciple."

"But... these are more than 100,000 true immortals, how could this be?"

Li Jianjia spoke and questioned, and he couldn't help but question it, because Mr. Chunqiu was just a realm of a true immortal before, although he seemed to suddenly realize that he had a thousand miles a day.

But enlightenment is just an enlightenment. How could he have an apprentice who can mobilize such an army?

The little monk also looked at Wei Wuya, with the same question in his eyes.

This... I can't figure it out no matter how hard I think about it!

Wei Wuya also knew that he couldn't figure it out, but... the facts were in front of him, and this was not for thinking.

"It is true that the amnesty in my hand told me that there will be no mistake. Besides, what can we do if it is wrong?"

Wei Wuya's words left the two speechless, and they really couldn't do anything.

So Wei Wuya raised his head and looked at the armor in the distance.

The condescending sense of oppression made him feel inexplicably depressed, but he still asked:

"Is the person who came here whom Mr. Chunqiu said?"

He could only ask this question: more than 100,000 true immortals are enough to calm everything in this world.

Even if the strategist has a vast strategy, he cannot stop this gap like a gap in heaven and earth.

If... these people are not the person Mr. Chunqiu mentioned, then Wei Wuya has no choice. More than 100,000 true immortals, who is really coming and who will kneel down.

There is no other possibility.

"Mr. Chunqiu is the Emperor of the Great Qin. This time, Wang Jian was ordered by the Great Qin Zulong to accommodate this world."

Wang Jian's voice was like thunder rolling in the sky, vibrating the lake and clouds.

"call!"

The three of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they felt a little calm. Fortunately, it was that person.

But is Zulong the disciple?

It is a very domineering title, dragon, the image of the emperor, the ancestor dragon, and the ancestor of all dragons.

It shows his pride.

But even if there are any questions, few people didn't ask here, and this is not the place to speak.

"My father has been waiting for a long time, so I would like to ask General Wang to come to the mansion to talk to him!"

For the first time, Wei Wuya did not mention the title of his old man, but called his father.

In front of outsiders, he always wants to save face for his old man.

"Lead the way!"

Wang Jian followed Wei Wuya with 150,000 elite Qin soldiers in the air. The power of the terrifying true immortal could be felt within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Wei Wuya felt that even though he had always been very ostentatious, he was still a little ashamed at this time, and he let the 150,000 true immortals beside him. I'm afraid there is no one else in this pomp.

Wei Wuya, who was originally preparing to catch those who wanted to assassinate him in West Lake, suddenly felt a little pitiful to those who wanted to assassinate him.

There is no chance to kill someone in front of 150,000 true immortals.

"It seems that my idea of ​​fishing has completely failed."

Wei Wuya, who came down from the flower boat, sighed.

Li Jianjia glanced at him coldly, poked his thoughts and said, "You are afraid that those people will take action now, so that you can settle all these people without any effort."

"Those who know me are the reeds!"

Wei Wuya smiled and threw his confidant's eyes at Li Jianjia, but the latter was too lazy to even look at him.

"Before, although Da Chu was actually under the control of my father, to be honest, those who are determined to restore the country still have such a little chance."

Wei Wuya raised his little finger and said as if regretful to them:

"But now the real ruler will be replaced by us with the Great Qin Zulong whom I have never met. I suddenly feel sad for these people. They probably will never have a chance to restore the country in their lifetime."

"Even if a fifteen thousand true immortals are erased, they are not able to compete with each other."

"They will survive in the future, but they should no longer come to me for trouble with the prince who is standing side by side."

Wei Wuya was a little gloating. It was a good thing that his enemies were not doing well!

"Amitabha!"

The little monk just said the Buddha's name, and silently thought in his heart that he didn't know what the new world leader would be about the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

If the 150,000 true immortals really meet, even if the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism join forces, it will only be a fish that will be killed, and it will never be possible to break the net.

I just hope this should be a kind emperor.

Otherwise, the three families will be in trouble in the future.

After Wei Wuya took Wang Jian away, wet men in black appeared under the West Lake before.

They looked into the distance with despair in their eyes.

When one day you see an opponent you will never defeat, will you also have such despair?

"Zulong, is this our future opponent?"

Someone asked, but no one echoed.
Chapter completed!