He walked to the Bodhi tree and sat cross-legged.

There was a glory falling on Zangsheng, and only he and Nangong Xue were protected by glory.

However, Qin Mu noticed the details. Nangong Xue sat cross-legged on the platform and Zangsheng sat on the ground, so he could not touch the platform.

Only Nangong Xue can contact the road platform.

Feng Wu also returned to the shore, and the geniuses around him sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree to realize the truth.

The future of these geniuses is destined to be extraordinary.

While Qin Mu was thinking, Jiang Luoshen reminded: "Husband, there is danger."

Qin Mu noticed the danger.

The space was torn apart, and there was a terrifying aura on the dark warship.

Many geniuses under the Bodhi tree were enlightened, but they did not notice the danger approaching at all.

Jin Hunyang and Jin Chiyang were injured. They sensed danger and became a blessing in disguise. Jin Hunyang and Jin Chiyang dragged their bodies away in advance.

The other geniuses were all under the Bodhi tree.

Watching more and more warships approaching.

Jiang Luoshen chuckled and said, "Husband, you are just an old true immortal. If I am here, don't worry."

"Let me do it." Qin Mu's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He greatly improved his cultivation, and was worried that he could not find a suitable person to practice.

Hundreds of warships surrounded the Bodhi tree.

Ancient runes flashed on the warship, and soon formed a light barrier to partition the space.

Some geniuses noticed the danger.

"not good."

"There are those immortal cultivators again."

Feng Qingxian and other geniuses were awake one after another.

Only Buddha and Nangong Xue were not awake.

Dozens of divine lights fell on the warship, all of which were powerful immortals, and they had powerful fluctuations.

The old man in the golden robe in the lead was even more terrifying, and the geniuses looked at him with fear.

"Ancient historians?"

Bingqing knew the old man's clothes.

The historian of the ancient clan is one of the twelve ancient clans outside the region, with a strong foundation. Feng Qingxian said in a deep voice: "It's the historian who is making trouble!"

"The historians are not afraid of being exterminated?"

"It's nothing about the ancient clan looking at the heavens. The historians dare to offend so many large clans."

The old man in the golden robe had a weak blood and his eyes were silent, and he said coldly: "Cake it for me."

He didn't talk nonsense, he raised his hand directly, there were vortexes in his sleeves, and the space was twisted.

A genius said in shock: "It's the world in his sleeve. He wants to accept us, so be careful."

"snort!"

Jiang Luoshen snorted coldly.

The fire burst out, and the old man in the golden robe burst directly with his sleeves and his arms.

The vortex disappeared, and the golden robe looked expressionless, but the celestial immortals beside him were stunned and shocked.

The genius behind Jiang Luoshen was dumbfounded.

Qin Mu shook his head and chuckled, "Didn't you say you can let me do it."

"Forgot, hehe."

Jiang Luoshen covered his mouth and chuckled.

She also wanted to help Qin Mu clear the obstacles.
Chapter completed!