Less than a thousand years left before the Battle of Immortals, the nine provinces are surging, and the genius truly emerges.

Once upon a time, maybe they were just young geniuses, but now they are all real strong people.

Fenglei Sect, the Holy Son Lin Lei, broke through to the pseudo-immortal realm and became the second pseudo-immortal in the sect.

In Gun God Valley, Liu Ruoyu realized the truth with guns, stepped into the fake fairyland in one fell swoop, and became a middle-stage strongman in the fake fairy stage.

At the Tianjian Gate, Lin Chan used the immortal sword to break the sea of ​​clouds to achieve the late stage of the pseudo-immortality.

Countless geniuses have become peerless powerful people and giants.

In the former Jiuzhou Continent, false immortals did not come out, and true spirits were even more legendary.

Nowadays, mortals often see powerful cultivators rising into the sky.

Thousands of years have changed a lot in this world.

Medicine Holy Sect.

Yun Ying has become a young woman. She is now a master-level alchemist and one of the three giants of the True Alchemy Society.

Although her alchemy ability is not a master-level alchemist, her late master is the former president of the True Alchemy Association.

Moreover, she was in charge of the Soul-Breaking Pill, and her status in the True Pill Society will naturally not be low.

One day, Yunying walked from the cave and a middle-aged man came outside.

"Senior Sister Yun, someone came outside, saying that it was Senior Brother Xiang Lin's old friend and wanted to find him."

Yunying frowned slightly.

The dusty memory is opened.

She remembered that a thousand years ago, she seemed to have invited the young junior brother to join them and study the imprisonment pill.

However, the young junior brother refused.

At that time, Yunying didn't say anything.

After a while, the strange fairy began to harvest Jiuzhou. Her master died and the junior brother Xiang Lin disappeared. She seemed to have never seen him again.

Yunying shook her head: "Take him to see Master Zimo."

Master Mo, who had an accident in refining alchemy five hundred years ago, became a useless person and could no longer refining alchemy, so he withdrew from the True Pill Club and became a person with idle fu in the Medicine Saint Sect.

"Okay." The middle-aged man responded and stepped back.

Outside the True Pill, my hair was tied up and my eyes were deep.

"Senior, please come with me."

The middle-aged man led the pan to another mountain.

In the mountain peak, Zimo was drinking a small wine without tidying his borders. Suddenly he opened his eyes: "Are there any guests here?"

Next to him, Pan saw Zimo and his eyebrows were condensed. His intuition told him that the old man in front of him was not a idle and useless man in the Medicine Saint Sect as the disciple said just now.

"Pan, I have met senior." Pan Shili, polite.

Now he seems to have washed away all the luster of his body, and he is not as sharp as before.

"You are also here to find Xiang Lin?" Zimo sighed.

"Yes." Nodded, "The battle to defeat immortals is still more than a thousand years.

The owners of the Immortal Order are ready to gather together to visit the Avenue.

I am here to invite Xiang Lin... that is, Xiang Long came to participate in the Taoist discussion meeting."

There are nearly two thousand years left before the Battle of Immortals.

Most of the peerless geniuses today have become fake immortals.

The breakthrough after the pseudo-immortals rarely look at resources, but mostly on the way of understanding.

At this time, the discussion among geniuses may help more.

So, the discussion of Tao will appear like this.

"I haven't seen him for a thousand years." Zimo sighed, "For the past thousand years, many people have come to me to find him, but unfortunately I have no whereabouts."

Pan was stunned.

He had been searching for a long time, but unfortunately he had not found Xiang Long's whereabouts.

"Senior, please inform me if you know about Xiang Long." Pan could only say helplessly in the end.

"Okay." Zimo nodded, and he looked at Pan's back and fell into thinking.

"Xiang Lin, where did you go?

Viain...was almost awake.

The battle to attack immortals is coming soon.”

A sigh from the ink.

He remembered Xiang Lin said goodbye to him and looked calm.

He knew that the disciple was unwilling to go his way and was unwilling to escape from Jiuzhou.

Zimo did not force anything, nor did he stop him.

However, this disciple disappeared after a thousand years.

Moreover, with his ability and his brother, Xiang Lin did not find him in Jiuzhou.

It seemed as if Xiang Lin had disappeared from Jiuzhou and went to other places.

At this moment, an old man appeared beside Zimo.

"The strange fairy has not harvested the world in some years."

Zimo looked at this person without saying anything.

The old man continued, "The gatekeeper told me that something seemed to have happened in the depths of the Heavenly Palace, and the strange immortal could not contact the true immortal."

Zimo's hand shook slightly: "When did it start?"

"About a thousand years ago." The old man's voice was indifferent.

Zimo suddenly remembered that one day he was warming up Wei'an's spirituality.

Suddenly, the only remaining drop of dragon blood suddenly ignited a ball of flame.

At that time, he looked up at the sky and seemed to see a phantom of a real dragon appearing in the sky.

However, it is just a phantom.

He thought at the time that it was just an ordinary phantom.

Now... in combination with what his brother said, he was silent.

Especially... the drop of dragon blood at the beginning did not resist Xiang Lin at all.

"Brother, do you think there is still a real dragon in Jiuzhou?" Zimo asked slowly at his brother.

The old man with white hair sighed: "The heavens return to heaven, and the mortals return to the mortals.

There will naturally be no real dragon in Jiuzhou."

"Yes." Zimo nodded and said nothing.

The first meeting of Jiuzhou Taoism began, and countless powerful people gathered.

The original order to attack the immortals was issued in total.

Only 93 people participated in this Taoist discussion meeting.

One of them was imprisoned and missed the Taoist discussion meeting; one of them failed to break through ninety years ago and died; one of them was completely crazy and said that they should not forget to attack immortals, but lost the order to attack immortals; the other one was Xiang Long, whose figure completely disappeared from Jiuzhou, and no one knew where he went.

At this moment, at the Taoist meeting, a tall man showed his sharp eyes.

"This Taoist discussion meeting has benefited me a lot. After I go back this time, I will definitely be able to break through to the True Spirit Realm."

Next to him, a genius suddenly showed a look of surprise: "It is worthy of being Brother Qiyou, with amazing talent. Even the Seven-scent Empress was not as good as Brother Qiyou when she was alive."

Qiyou is the most talented person among the sons of destiny today.

His first battle when he was born was to fight against the old Tianjiao Pan.

As a result, he defeated the plate with just one blow.

Qiyou heard the flattery of other geniuses and did not care: "The Seven Scented Empress is a ancestor, and I will not compare with her.

My only goal in this life is to kill the strange immortals."

After saying this, Qiyou looked at a young man not far away.

"I also have a wish, hoping to fight Lin Chan of the Tianjian Sect."

After saying that, Qiyou's whole body exuded a fighting spirit.

Not far away, Lin Chan's eyes were calm: "I have sealed the sword for a hundred years. The next time I take action, I will kill the strange immortal."
To be continued...