Mysterious Heavenly Dao Exposure: My Dual Pupils Can't Be Hidden

Chapter 411 Today's glory, Tianjilousheng!

His eyes were firmly fixed on a certain position on the Golden List, and he never moved away for a long time.

"It's the Secret Tower again.."

Ghost Fuling said hoarsely, a gust of wind surged in his heart.

He naturally didn't care about Ming. He had personally killed Huo Ming, and even if Ming was reborn from blood, Ghost Fu Ling was confident that he could still kill him.

What he really paid attention to was the three words behind the living inscription-Tianjilou!

The cause and history behind Huo Ming's resurrection has always been a mystery, and all this cannot bypass the three words Tianjilou, which are closely related to Jiang Chen of the human race.

In the end, all eyes will converge on Jiang Chen alone, which is a bit of a ghost, so I can't believe it. How scary is Jiang Chen still not on the list?

Ghost Fuling doesn't know how to describe Jiang Chen anymore, and his heart is sad.

In the dark void, this thin, iron-like old man raised his head slightly and stared at the distant starry sky with a blurred gaze. He asked himself, "In this world, is there really such a talent that can make up for the lack of time~?"

He didn't believe it before, but now - he couldn't help it.

The bloody facts in front of him prove everything. It took Jiang Chen only tens of thousands of years from entering the emperor realm to the Tyrannosaurus-level Immortal Emperor.

What terrifying speed is this?

Ghost Talisman makes his scalp numb when he thinks about it. Ordinary Immortal Emperors may need hundreds of thousands of years to stabilize their realm when they first enter the Immortal Emperor, and finally it will take tens of millions of years to hone their state of mind.

Mood is the most important, if the mood is not enough, there is no way to break through.

And Jiang Chen's son, so young, seems to have no bottleneck, everything seems to be a matter of course, too fast.

The more he thought about it, the more violent the ghost talisman made his body, he roared: "I have practiced for hundreds of millions of years, and I have sharpened my heart step by step. Song can catch up to me, I'm not convinced!"

Vibrant fighting spirit burst out, and in an instant, in the dark void, a gust of wind was blowing, and the frigid wind slashed his soul crazily around Ghost Fuling's figure, but the cyan ghost was getting bigger and bigger in the wind. , swallowing all the cold.

"Tianjilou, Jiang Chen!"

"The old man has to see which is stronger between your talent and the old man's way of killing!"

Somewhere in Wanjie, an old man dressed in a jin-like and very capable dress looked up at the golden list in the depths of the sky.

0··For flowers……

The old man's eyes were reverent, the picture seemed to be still, the old man seemed to recall something, and murmured to himself.

"Haha, I didn't expect this old man to have today's glory."

The old man laughed loudly, the laughter was hearty and clean, but the laughter gradually weakened, and the old man's eyes were red at some point.

"If there is no landlord, I'm afraid no one will remember the two words..."

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A young man kept appearing in the old man's mind. Since he met that man, everything about him has changed, and everything has become possible.

at the same time.

Frontiers of all worlds.

There is no end here, or no one has explored it to the end, and there are strange things hidden in the depths of the frontier, even the Immortal Emperor can't be exhausted.

Bianhuang, a place where there are no rules and only strong and weak, this is a paradise for loose cultivators, full of countless murderous intentions, all kinds of strange existences in Bianhuang, even the Immortal Emperor can't solve it.

But the most dangerous thing here is people!

Scatter repair!

A monk with his head on his waist, who is not dancing on the tip of a knife, killing is commonplace for them,