The two dragons in the Tang Dynasty spread to the world, the grassland.

"The world is about to undergo a huge change again. The martial arts forces in the Central Plains cannot know how many immortal magic techniques can be obtained from the hands of those gods."

Shibi Khan's face looked a little gloomy.

In the battle of Luoyang City not long ago, many candidates who were injured by Sun Wukong from the Return of the Great Sage, Jingnian Zen, Cihang Jingzhai and other forces rescued them.

When they woke up, most of the time for teacher qualification assessment had passed.

Moreover, waking up does not mean they can move freely.

Almost all of them were half-injured. Although they woke up, they only recovered their consciousness.

In this case, they had no choice but to choose a training target from the sect that saved them.

"When will I go to the Central Plains to release horses and sheep?"

Shibi Khan's face was very heavy and he was deeply helpless.

The more powerful the Central Plains sects, the more influence they are in the grassland people to attack the Central Plains.

In the past, there were three great masters in the world, Ning Daoqi, the three of the Central Plains, Bi Xuan, the Turkic Martial Master, Cai Lin, and the three of them were in a fragile balance.

Now this balance has been completely broken.

"I heard that Buddhism was taught a flying technique by the Buddha, and both Jingmin Zen and the four great monks learned to fly briefly."

A Turkic chieftain said viciously.

Wu Zun Bi Xuan is the strongest Turks in their Turks, but Wu Zun Bi Xuan can't fly either.

Even if those who can fly cannot beat the Martial Master Bi Xuan, the Martial Master Bi Xuan cannot beat the other party, but the shock is much smaller.

"We have to find some magic tricks."

Shibi Khan's younger brother Jie Li said coldly.

One has changed and the other has declined. If they do not have immortal magic on the grassland, and all sects in the Central Plains have immortal magic. It doesn’t take too long. Perhaps ten years will the masters of the Central Plains be powerful and invincible in the world.

If they had any thoughts about Zhongyuan, they might be taken off their heads the next day.

"It would be great if an immortal came to us Turks."

Shibi Khan's son Tuli said sadly.

As long as the grasslands who have been to the Central Plains, all of them will shock the prosperity and prosperity of the Central Plains. Compared with their vast grasslands, the Central Plains is a fairyland on earth.

"Buzz~"

In the dean's office, Shen Wen looked calm, stretched out his right hand, pressed the void, and a golden palm shadow slapped the depths of the grassland through the world gate.

"Look, there is a huge golden palm in the sky? Is that the remains of the gods?"

"Are the gods finally coming to the grassland?"

"God of Changsheng is blessed, go and tell the Khan quickly that the opportunity for us grassland people to rise has come."

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At this moment, Shibi Khan and others heard the screams outside the account, with a look of shock and suspicion, and they also walked quickly towards the outside the account.

"Is this a miracle?"

As soon as they walked out, they saw a hundred feet in the sky, with golden palms passing by and slapped into the depths of the grassland.

"This is?"

A trace of heat flashed in Shibi Khan's eyes.

Fairy tale.

Absolutely a fairyland!

The days of prosperity of their grassland have come, and the heaven of immortality will still bless them.

"Should you please surround the place where the golden palms land, and don't put anyone in."

Shibi Khan quickly issued an order, even with his cunning, his expression showed a little excitement.

Although the Sui Dynasty unified the world in the Central Plains, the separatist families, the Demon Sect, Cihang Jingzhai and other sects did not take the imperial court seriously, and the many forces were complicated.

"The grassland principle is the world of me, Shibi Khan."

Shibi Khan's heart was extremely hot.

If a fairy land really comes, he can swallow the fairy lands themselves.

"It seems to be the retreat place of Wu Zun."

Tens of thousands of cavalry rushed towards the place where the golden palms landed, and soon someone recognized the place where the golden palm landed.

"That golden palm won't slap Master Wu Zun to death, right?"

Some generals worried.

Although Wu Zun Bi Xuan is invincible in their minds, it is only invincible in the world. How can it be compared with an immortal?

"Don't worry, the golden palms don't land quickly, so Lord Wu Zun can leave safely."

"Maybe Lord Wu Zun has chosen a good position and is watching the landing of the golden palm."

A general laughed and said, not worried at all.

Because, in their eyes, the golden palms did not land very quickly. Not to mention that Wu Zun Bi Xuan was below, even if they were below, they would have the confidence to escape.

"It seems that the gods who descended the fairylands are very optimistic about us grassland people. The reason why the golden palms are so slow is that they are worried that they will affect ordinary people."

The general looked extremely excited, and his heart was even more respectful.

This is definitely the god of their grassland people!

"What's going on?"

In the secret room, Wu Zun Bi Xuan's heart was beating wildly, and he felt like a disaster was coming, which made him stand upside down.

After experiencing many gods and disciples, as well as the shocking attack of Sun Wukong from the Return of the Great Sage, he brought great shock to the Martial Master Bi Xuan and made his mood change greatly.

This time he went into seclusion, he felt that his strength would definitely be improved and he could go further from breaking the void.

"This is?"

When Wu Zun Bi Xuan walked out of the secret room, he looked at his head in horror, and then his face showed a strong sense of heat and excitement.

A huge golden palm was slapping at him. Only a long distance away, he could still feel the extremely hot breath, as if the giant palm in the sky was completely made of heavenly fire, and he was about to burn him to death.

However, the golden palm landed very quickly, and he was able to easily escape the range of the golden palm.

"Is it the blessing of immortality? The immortal trace that came specifically for me?"

Wu Zun Bi Xuan thought of a possibility and his expression became more and more excited.

If this golden palm had wiped him out, it would not have come so slowly.

Since it wasn't for killing him, why did Golden Palm choose his place to retreat?

"This is my Bi Xuan's opportunity."

Wu Zun Bi Xuan's face turned red with excitement, and his body was even trembling slightly.

He had seen the fear of Sun Wukong in the Return of the Great Sage, which was a destruction of the world, but it was still hard to compare with the giant palm in front of him.

"If I can break the void, I will become a god and a Buddha in the future."

Although Wu Zun Bi Xuan was very conceited, he knew his situation and it was too difficult to break the void.

Even if he becomes a great master, his lifespan is very limited, and he is not sure of breaking the void.

"The fairy world is different. The fairy world has fairy energy, and people have a longer life span."

Wu Zun Bi Xuan believes in his talent. As long as he has enough time, he will definitely become an immortal.

Perhaps one day, he will descend from the fairyland like those gods in Luoyang City and return home in glory.

"Boom~"

However, the next moment, Wu Zun Bi Xuan looked frightened and pale. He found that the golden palms in the sky seemed to have thoughts, and locked him in an instant.
Chapter completed!