Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

　　 Gu Chungang and a group of top gods who are titled kings, looked at each other, and realized that there was indeed one missing person.

　　The seventh highest of the gods, Lu Fenghou!

　　He didn't come!

　　 Four hundred years ago, when Chu Lingxiao was leaving, he ordered them to search the ancient mountains and deep seas in the world. Every corner, they must find an ancient painting with the word "Emperor"!

　　 took a hundred years.

　　 Each of them finally found it.

　　 followed.

　　 then found that the ancient paintings in his hand could actually help them practice speed, instantly increasing by one month.

　　 The greedy person has never disappeared in the long years.

　　Ran.

　　 is too greedy.

　　 There is no good end!

　　 Across countless mountains, rivers, ancient forests, high-rise buildings in the city, and thousands of miles away, Lu Fenghou, the seventh highest ranking supreme god, just died!

　　 Gu Chungang and others, their eyes were full of horror, but at the same time they couldn't help but feel lucky.

　　 Even though there is a superb cultivation base that overlooks everything in the world, if you don't keep the mirror of your original intention, the final result is that there is a sea of ​​swords and fires ahead, and lightning and thunder are waiting for you.

　　 is fine.

　　 They made the right choice...

　　 Twelve pictures.

　　The ancient paintings guarded by the top gods of the world titled kings finally put together a huge scroll of fifty meters long, slowly unfolding in front of everyone.

next moment.

　　 When Gu Chungang and others saw the scene in the painting clearly, their mouths suddenly widened and their pupils shrank suddenly. After four hundred years of time, I don’t know how many big scenes they have seen, and their faces are full of disbelief.

　　 Even Bai Suqian, who has been stuck in a daze, has a pair of bright eyes and a delicate face, full of dullness.

　　 Listening to the majestic voices coming from my ears, there was only a deep shock on everyone's faces.

　　 "To rule the six kingdoms today, and the world is unified, I swear by the sky, I will sweep away all barbarians. This oath is evidenced by the sun and the moon, and shared by the world!"

　　 "Everything that the sun and the moon shines, where the rivers and rivers come, are all in the Han soil, today I give the world the name Han, and how can I dare to offend me on the majestic Chinese rivers and soil, the invaders can go, I can also go!"

　　 "……"

　　 full of vicissitudes.

　　 An ancient emperor who suppressed an era's emperor-class masterpiece.

　　 is like crossing a long river of time, from the distant past to the present, telling a period of sublimation and brilliant history.

　　 And Chu Lingxiao looked at the scenes in the painting, his eyes were long and calm as usual, but there was a hint of indescribable silence deep in his deep pupils.

　　 "As the years go by, two similar flowers will eventually appear, one withered and the other blooming. In this life, it seems that it will still not appear."

　　 He stood with his hands behind and stared for a long time, with a trace of vicissitudes in his voice, and sighed slightly:

　　 "I just didn't expect that the luck of these mortal emperors, after death, could help this declining star and reopen the ancient galaxy road."

　　 "Finally, let me see what will happen in this life."

　　……

　　 Seeing Chu Lingxiao stepping forward, preparing to leave...

　　 Gu Chungang, as well as a group of top gods, suddenly recovered, bite the bullet and raised their heads, bowing one by one, showing respect, in their voice, with endless respect:

　　 "Teacher...you, please move to my mansion. I can also serve you around and be at your disposal at any time."

　　 is in unison.

　　 But everyone, it is not us, but only one—me!

　　 was thinking carefully in his heart. Four hundred years ago, Chu Lingxiao was able to let them become the top figures on the list of gods and the title of king.

　　If there is a chance.

　　 often accompanied by around.

　　They may even step out of the gods' list, truly dominate all things in the world, and stand side by side with the old martial masters of the eight martial arts royal families, overlooking the entire world.

　　 But when there was an indifferent gaze, the moment he glanced over.

　　 Gu Chungang and all other top gods, his body suddenly fell cold, his legs couldn't stop trembling, and an unprecedented panic emerged from the depths of his heart, his face turned pale.

　　 In an instant.

　　 hurriedly knelt on the ground one by one, trembling all over, explained with fear on his face:

　　 "You...you misunderstood, we are not greedy, I...we really just..."

　　 They were very worried, and realized that they had just made an extremely serious mistake.

　　 Lu Fenghou is too greedy and wants to take that ancient painting as his own.

　　 Therefore.

　　 just died!

　　 "Don't be greedy."

　　Chu Lingxiao stood with his hand in his hand, his eyes were leisurely, as if a million miles away, everyone in the city, the world, the vicissitudes of life, all saw him at this moment. After a long time, he spoke lightly again:

　　 "If you are destined, you will see you again, remember, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell, gentleman and villain, just think about it."

　　 finished.

　　Chu Lingxiao carried his hands on his back, seeming to enjoy the process of being an ordinary mortal, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain step by step.

　　 looked at Chu Lingxiao's somewhat lonely figure.

　　 "Send Mr. Gong!"

　　 Everyone suddenly bowed and bowed in unison. For some reason, at this moment, Gu Chungang and all the top princes of the gods suddenly flashed a trace of sadness and sorrow in his heart, and tears could not help but flow down.

　　 four hundred years ago.

　　 They were still children, looking at Chu Lingxiao in this way, disappearing step by step from them.

　　 Four hundred years later.

　　 is already full of white hair, creating a glorious ethnic group, and their descendants are still watching them like this.

　　They, is there another four hundred years?

Maybe.

　　 A farewell today will be a farewell.

　　 Wuyi Mountain.

　　A group of extraordinary bearing ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Every young man wearing precious and precious brocade clothes, each stitch and thread are woven from all directions, hurriedly walked towards the top of the mountain from all directions.

　　 When they gathered at the same time and looked at each other, they were all stunned.

　　 One of the women in her twenties with cold eyes wearing a green shirt, looked at someone in the crowd coming here, with a hint of surprise on her face, and asked:

　　 "Brother Guo, are you here to find your ancestor?"

　　 In the crowd.

　　 A young man wearing a blue brocade dress with a bookish look and nodded his head with a serious expression.

　　 almost at the same time.

　　 All the young people present frowned.

What an unbelievable character, so that all of them, the super family thousands of miles away, can hear their voices, and what is even more shocking is that their ancestors showed panic on their faces and did not dare to have any delay, so they flew straight away. past.

　　 "Why are you still stunned, hurry up the mountain!"

　　 After a while.

　　Many middle-aged men with severe aura rushed there, blaming their juniors, and quickly went to Wuyi Mountain to find their ancestors.

　　 just.

　　 No one saw it.

　　 When they first went up the mountain, a figure in white clothes slowly walked out from a deserted mountain road next to them.

　　 And when I arrived at the top of Wuyi Mountain.

　　 Looking at the ancestors of his own titled kings and top gods, they actually kneel there respectfully, not getting up for a long time.

　　 suddenly.

　　 Everyone was shocked and lost.

　　 Five days later.

　　 Suzhou City, a rural water town.

　　 A young man dressed in white, with his hands on his back, his eyes calm, walked slowly down the street.

　　 attracted countless people, could not help but look sideways.