Ye Feng was startled, and after thinking about it, he pressed his palm on the mirror, and the red dust karma accumulated in the immortal realm was poured into the reincarnation mirror like a river.
Half a day later, a bright light flashed, and the mirror was as clean as new.
"Uh, so full" In the mirror, a baby face that couldn't distinguish between men and women flashed, and the milk voice said, "Nurse, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss me, and now the mirror has evolved into an immortal weapon, and the ability is even greater."
Say, what kind of model do you want, hell package happiness package family mode hatred mode" "I'm going to go through the years as long as I can."
Ye Feng said.
"Oh, okay then, this mirror turns on farmer mode for you."
So, in the endless reincarnation, Ye Feng has gone through countless spring ploughing and sowing, autumn harvest and winter hiding, birth, old age, sickness and death.
After endless years, an old farmer with a vicissitudes of life held a hoe and waved it casually.
Wow After a while, the green rice fields bloomed and fell in an instant, and the golden ears of rice were endless.
This is the extreme of the extreme longevity of the sword, the power of time.
"Divine Wine" At the top of Wusheng Peak, under a towering jujube tree, there sat an old man whose eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, supreme wisdom, and the old man said lightly, "How immortal is God, how is there life and death, there is a beginning and an end, the vast avenue, there is always an end, the immortal Buddha is sacred, who can live forever."
Even if you become a god by luck and live a little longer, how can you not go through many calamities, it is difficult to consolidate the foundation of the gods, even if you become a god, it is difficult to become a weapon, and I am afraid that if you go to the god realm, you can only be bullied by others.
Next, I would like to invite you to speak, and you can feel comfortable. ” "Yes, the ambition should be high," a young immortal emperor said loudly, "Even if we become gods, we must also be promising gods, rather than for the chicken mouth, not for the queen of the cow, become a god wine, and the trail is also" "It's easy to say."
Another Immortal Emperor stood up and said, "Who can be sure to bear the divine tribulation of a hundred deaths?"
"Ye Feng, the supreme genius of the Immortal Sword Sect, is said to have the ability to carry divine thunder."
The old ancestor glanced at everyone, "As long as Ye Feng can defeat Yuan Potian across the border on the Martial Saint Stage, it proves that his talent is indeed not exaggerated, although the old man is not interested in the Ascension God Realm, but for the sake of the blessing site of the younger generations to become gods, he is willing to break through the barrier and verify it personally."
If it is successful, the old man can still deceive the heavenly machine for more than a month with the Taishang Sword handed down by his ancestors, and he will have more than a month to sweep the Greedy Wolf Star Domain and save Ye Feng's great opportunity to cross the divine tribulation for everyone, which is enough."
"Ancestor, everyone understands the truth you said."
An immortal emperor who was so old that his face was more vicissitudes than his ancestors got up and said, "It's better to die than to live, what should we do with the old people who are about to end their lives and have no hope of reaching the top?"
"It is said that Ye Feng's son also has the ability to give empowerment against the sky."
Old Ancestor said, "If it can be verified to be true, forming an alliance with the Immortal Sword Sect will not only be a great opportunity for the future of my Martial Saint Sect, but it will also be of great help to you."
Let's think about it, this son is only sixteen years old, and he has already reached the peak of the second eighth order of the reincarnation realm, and when he reaches the peak of the Immortal Emperor, I am afraid that it will not take a thousand years, and everyone will not be able to survive even a thousand years. ” "Ancestor, this is ridiculous and unbelievable."
The old Immortal Emperor said, "This must be the Immortal Sword Sect's use of the side door that is useless, bluffing us."
Sixteen-year-old Immortal Venerable, Old Ancestor, do you believe it?"
"To be honest, the old man can't believe it at all."
Old Ancestor said, "When I was young, when I traveled in the Xuanwu Star Domain, I met a strange person, who was able to swell his breath from the realm of the Immortal Sect to the peak of the Immortal Emperor in an instant, and it could endure for a long time, and no one could see the flaws.
Unfortunately, in our Martial Saint Sect, I found this strange person again, and this strange person is currently serving Ye Feng.
Yun'er was born in the Immortal Sword Sect, and for the sake of her mother's family, it is not impossible to instigate her daughter to bluff us with her mother's family."
This covenant obtained by bluffing, does it work, of course it works, the signing is to make a heavenly dao blood oath, and when the blood oath is issued, there is the entire heavenly dao supervision, even if the martial saint sect wants to regret it, there is nothing to do.
"But the fake can't be true after all, and the real gold is not afraid of fire after all."
The old ancestor said, "So the old man will give him a chance to have a duel with Yuan Potian of the Yuan family, true or false, in this kind of battle of the avenue that cannot be faked, there will be nothing to hide."
The old ancestor finally said: "As for the rumors of what kind of little divine beast, everyone should not care, even if it is true, if you don't want my Martial Saint Sect to exterminate the species, this kind of thought, it is best not to even think about it."
How the first sect of the Immortal Realm was destroyed 100,000 years ago, everyone knows in their hearts, offending the divine beasts that even the supreme gods are afraid of, as long as they stretch out a claw from the sky, it is enough to destroy my Martial Saint Sect thousands of times."
April 28, noon, the sun was exceptionally bright, and the surrounding area of Wushengtai was crowded with people.
Ye Feng carried the big sword on his back and strode onto the Martial Saint Stage.
"Yun'er, if your subordinates are merciful, have you explained to Feng'er" Xiao Wulang said to Shiyun with a nervous face.
"Feng'er can save his life depends on God's blessing, and you still let his subordinates show mercy" Shiyun said angrily, "How arrogant was this beast Yuan Potian that day, but I can see it clearly in the magic mirror, and no one instructs him to dare to be so rampant."
You still expect to live peacefully with the Yuan family and wake up, shrinking your head is a knife and stretching out your head is also a knife, it's better to slaughter a beast in their family first, to earn back a little old capital" When Xiao Wulang heard this, he was speechless.
"A little beast who pretends to be a ghost, a pseudo-genius who pretends to be smart, a little scum who doesn't measure his own strength, and a clown monster who pops up in a ravine and ravine" Yuan Potian glared at Ye Feng and shouted: "Today, this Immortal Jun will use one hundred and eight thousand swords to cut you into one hundred and eight thousand pieces, and then let you rise to life again one hundred and eight thousand times, and after tossing you enough, I will detain your soul and light the sky lantern."
"I've slept with your sister, slaughtered your father, humiliated your mother, fornicated your wife, or dug up the ancestral grave of the eighteenth generation of your Yuan family, how can you have such a nonsensical hatred for this madman?"
Ye Feng looked surprised, pulled out the big sword on his back, ignored Yuan Potian, who was about to go crazy, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and said affectionately: "Time, it is said that it is a pig-killing knife, this mad demon uses a sword but not a knife, this artistic conception is not the same as the weapon, what can I do?"
"Little brute, I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives" Yuan Potian was extremely angry and swung his sword to chop.
Ye Feng ignored it, still looking at the sky with an affectionate face, as if he was thinking about life, or in a daze, and shocked Shiyun and others in the audience almost out of their minds.
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