fictionpage Chapter 503 Newborn Calves Are Not Afraid Of Tigers
Chapter 503 Newborn Calves Are Not Afraid Of Tigers
The ancient imperial city of immortality.
royal palace.
In the majestic and magnificent Golden Temple, a middle-aged man with a big horse and a golden knife is sitting on a chair, with terrifying Cultivation Base fluctuations on his body. Without looking carefully, one can clearly see Minor Worlds floating around him, broken, destroyed, Rebirth... The vicissitudes of the world are evolving with his thoughts.
Immortal Emperor.
Quasi Emperor Cultivation Base.
Even if the Cultivation Base falls in the current emperor's great world, it is far beyond ordinary practitioners. With a glance, a Minor World is instantly destroyed under the fluctuation, and blood flows into rivers and seas.
Suddenly, there were several loud bangs outside the door, and the sound of violent footsteps came. An ancient ghost quickly walked in the Dharma King, and reported with a gloomy face: "Your Majesty, there are people who have killed the door, and have already killed the guard." General, the massacre is going on outside the city gate, do you want to go and see..."
The Immortal Emperor slowly opened his closed pupils. There were no whites or pupils in the pupils, like a void, and he said flatly, "No need, these ants are not worth my visit."
The ancient ghost said to the king of Fa: "No, this person is extremely powerful in battle, and many quasi-sages have already fallen into his hands..."
"I've known about this for a long time." The Immortal Emperor waved his hand lightly, he had already known about this through the Holy Blessing.
The ancient ghost general Dharma King wanted to say something more, when suddenly there was a violent roar, the earth was turbulent, the ground was shaking, the entire ancient imperial city was trembling, like a lonely boat on the sea, it might be overturned at any time.
The ancient ghost made Dharma King's face visibly darker, and said, "My lord, look..."
The Immortal Emperor waved his hand and said, "Forget it, ever since the Wugu clan hid in this space, no human race has ever stepped into this Realm for two whole epochs, so let me go and have a look."
With a swish, a purple-black gleam flashed, and the figure of the Immortal Emperor disappeared.
At the next moment, above the walls of the imperial city, there was a wave of void, condensing the figure of the undead emperor.
The city wall is mottled and thick, as high as ten thousand feet, like the Great Wall of Starry Sky, towering toweringly.
Immortal Emperor Ba stood above, his pupils indifferently glanced at the situation below, and saw a white-clothed human clan fighting with many ancient Ba clans, he was furious in fresh clothes, and he punched out his blood like a dragon, stirring The great earth shakes, the strength can pull up the mountains, and the mountains and rivers are majestic.
Every time a punch was thrown, the blood of a Guba clansman was splashed on the spot, turning into a corpse.
"It's true that the combat power is extremely strong, but it's limited to this." The Immortal Emperor's eyes are indifferent, and the dead clansmen will recover the Cultivation Base through the holy holy, and he is not worried about falling.
But at this moment, the Immortal Emperor suddenly observed something, and gave a sudden look.
From far away, he could see clearly, saw the white-clothed human race clearly, there was not even the slightest fluctuation of Cultivation Base on his body, the whole person seemed to have no Cultivation Base, Divine Sense swept away like a mud cow into the sea, and could not feel a little breath give back.
"Um?"
There was a wave of fluctuation on the face of Immortal Emperor Gujing Wubo.
However, this fluctuation quickly returned to nothingness.
If you can't see the Cultivation Base, there are only three situations.
The first type, the Cultivation Base of the white-clothed human race is very high, far surpassing himself.
But this is absolutely impossible, now that the emperor has fallen into the world, there is no emperor in the world, only the Quasi Emperor is the strongest, unless he is an existence above the Quasi Emperor, but this is obviously impossible.
The second is to use some kind of method to conceal the breath, such as Medicine Pill or Cultivation Technique, but this is also impossible. As a Quasi Emperor, I have never seen any big wind and waves, so how can I not see through him.
The third type, he does not have a Cultivation Base.
This is even more impossible.
Without the Cultivation Base, how could so many quasi-sages be killed?
The pupils of the Immortal Emperor's eyes gradually became serious.
But I don't care too much.
Since there are none of the three, it should be a body cultivator.
Throughout the ages in the Canglan Realm, whether it is the Emperor Luo Dashi, or the Gold, or the Brilliant Dashi, or even the unruly Dashi before the Brilliant Dashi, there have been endless body cultivators.
Those body cultivators don't cultivate the soul, but only cultivate the body. It can be said that they have gone to the extreme. They give up everything and only cultivate the body. !
"I see."
A look of contempt flashed across the pupils of the Immortal Baba Emperor.
The body cultivator under his command is flooding like the water of the Yellow River, and anyone who walks out is a dominator-level existence. I don't know if the body cultivator of this future generation can catch up with a trick?
At this time, there was another roar from below.
"Hand over to my master, otherwise, blood will flow like a river here today!"
Treating this sentence, Emperor Immortal Baba just smiled lightly, then waved his hand aside: "That whoever, just send someone over there to destroy him."
A body cultivator of later generations is not enough to make him angry.
Not even the slightest mood swing.
To him, the people in white are just newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers.