Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Halfway up the mountain, in a col next to the winding mountain road, there was a group of young men and women, leaning on a supercar, holding cigarettes in their mouths, smoking and farting, and talking about it.

"Master Pan, do you think Jiang Taichu will win this time or Zhang Qianlei?" the punk girl asked with a frown.

"How do I know? However, Jiang Taichu probably won't kill me. Otherwise, I would have died long ago!"

Pan Jiajun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "It is said on the warrior forum that he can fly hundreds of miles to kill people with one flying sword!"

Ever since he found out that Jiang Tian was Jiang Taichu, he had been worried and scared out of his mind. He followed his father's instructions to be careful in his words and deeds, and never said a word of nonsense.

Next to him, Wang Xinzhu said with a disdainful smile: "Look how scared you are! Those cultivators, those who fly to the sky and escape from the earth, conquer the army, control the thunder, are like Marvel comics. Do you have to believe in science?"

"With how advanced technology is now, do you know how far modern weapons have been developed? Let alone nuclear weapons, depleted uranium bombs, intercontinental missiles, neutron bombs, etc., just fire a howitzer, and the core temperature will be thousands of degrees. It will be like iron." , was also melted into molten steel!"

These days, she will be driven crazy by Pan Jiajun and his friends.

These people teach themselves hacking techniques every day, crack some martial arts forums, and collect information about Jiang Taichu.

He even said with surprise that Jiang Taichu could defeat a mixed land and air brigade of the Oriental Self-Defense Forces.

Look, does this sound like human language?

As a top student, Wang Xinzhu has always believed in science and does not believe these false rumors at all.

"What Hsinchu said makes sense!"

A young man next to him adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said:

"You don't know how powerful modern weapons are. Take a missile as an example. When the propellant burns in the combustion chamber, the combustion products are ejected backward, and the thrust obtained is very huge. An intercontinental ballistic missile with a range of more than 10,000 kilometers, The thrust of the engine can reach 100 tons, and the power can reach millions of kilowatts. This power is equivalent to the power of a power plant that supplies a city with a population of 1 million! Even though it is made of titanium alloy, it can be blasted into meat patties!"

"Think about it, if these monsters really existed. The great powers of the world would not allow such monsters that can shake the foundation of rule and subvert social order to exist! They would have been completely beaten to death!"

This young man is Wang Xinzhu's boyfriend, named Fan Yongqiang.

His family was from the Ministry of Science and Technology, and he was also engaged in weapons research and development in a military industrial research institute, so he was even more dismissive of their discussions.

"But that's what the forum said, and there are some photos!" Pan Jiajun said unconvinced.

Fan Yongqiang puffed out cigarette smoke and said disdainfully:

"You are all a bunch of brats doing blind research. I suspect that the forum was established by a group of fans of two-dimensional or fantasy novels, and all the characters are fictitious! Why is Jiang Taichu too spicy, garlic too spicy, and onions too long... Damn it, you guys still believe it!"

Just when he was spitting out words.

Suddenly, there was a rumble, and a shrill scream like a missile was fired. The extremely complicated scream formed a thick roar, just like the strange sound when an airplane started.

I saw two burning golden lights piercing through the mountains in the distance like meteors chasing the moon.

The golden light came so quickly, crossing a distance of ten miles and arriving in front of them in just a few breaths.

Under the faint moonlight, an old man wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe and carrying a mahogany sword on his back, and a graceful girl each walked on a talisman that was sprayed with thousands of golden lights.

The old man and the young girl stood in the air with their feet on the talisman.

The golden light emitted by the talisman was like thousands of morning glows, illuminating an area and making them look like gods.

"This, this is..."

The cigarette that Fan Yongqiang held in his mouth fell to the ground with a clatter. His mouth was so big that he was dumbfounded.

"Oh my God, is it possible that everything is true..." Wang Xinzhu also felt that his views had been subverted.

Yes, the indestructible three views built up through more than ten years of hard study fell to pieces in an instant.

"Member of Laofu Xingzhou Chinese Association, disciple of Master Jiang, Hong Kong Feng Shui master Xu Mozhai!"

The old man chuckled, but he was not angry, and the branches of the surrounding trees fell down. He sneered: "You said some things about Master Jiang, which don't sound very good. Please be careful what you say!"

"I, I didn't say anything..."

Wang Xinzhu and Fan Yongqiang were so frightened that they trembled like chaff and almost fell to their knees.

"You dare to be disrespectful to Master Jiang, you should be killed! But Nian is your first offender, and you will be punished with diarrhea for three days!"

The little goddess from Hong Kong was Jiang Tian's crazy fan. She suddenly became murderous and furious, and whipped out two talismans.

"Ouch, I can't control it!"

"Where is the bathroom?"

Wang Xinzhu and Fan Yongqiang suddenly felt a strong urge to defecate. They held their bellies with their hands and jumped into the grass.

…

The arrival of Xu Mo Zhai from Hong Kong Island was just the beginning, and then more powerful people appeared one after another.

There was an old man wearing linen clothes and wearing straw sandals, holding a dead wooden staff and riding a giant python more than ten meters long.

This giant python is so magical that it can shrink and coil around his neck like a necklace. His earrings are also two small snakes.

"She Tongtian, the master of the Snake Witch Cult in Southeast Asia, has been in seclusion for decades. Now he has joined the Xingzhou Chinese Association and is a disciple of Jiang Taichu. I heard that his junior brother fought with Zhang Qianlei decades ago and was killed. Today, he may be the assistant Jiang Taichu is here!"

Some dark warriors were talking in shock.

Later, many strong foreign players arrived.

Some of them opened their bat-like wings and flew through the air. Their blood was surging. They turned out to be powerful vampires at the level of princes. They were only a thin line away from the blood ancestors and were comparable to the gods.

Some are tall, more than three meters tall, with fangs, and the ground shakes when they run. They are the strong men of the wolf clan.

There is also a breath-controlling bird, an X-level power user with wind attributes.

Some are wearing golden battle armor, which is a mechanical exoskeleton that can be integrated with the body. They are strong men from the American Blue Storm.

Most of these people have god-level cultivation, or have combat prowess comparable to god-level.

They have been dormant for many years and are rarely known to anyone. Now, they come to watch the battle at the peak of the divine realm.

Of course, the most powerful one was the appearance of Tianmeng.

Huo Qingtian, Wei Feilong, Zhao Yuankun, plus the heads of the six major martial arts families in Yanjing, as well as the Red Ship Master of the Xingzhou Chinese Association, Li Jinzhu, the master of Tangun Dao Palace, and other powerful men, wearing black cloaks, came through the air.

More than a dozen masters of the Half-step Divine Realm and Transformation Realm, each one has a powerful aura, profound cultivation, and overwhelming fighting spirit, as if to tear the earth apart and shatter the sky. Although there are not many people, they are as straight as thousands. Thousands of troops and horses arrived.

laugh! A ray of holy light filled the air and penetrated the void.

The holy light enveloped a European woman floating in the air, wearing a white gauze skirt and golden armor, holding a golden round shield and a spear.

Her wavy brown hair is shawl-length, her eyebrows are picturesque, she is stunning, her figure is convex and sexy, and she is a powerful beauty.

But it has a more ethereal and ethereal temperament, just like an elf falling into the world, filled with a holy and noble atmosphere.

"Athena! The top four existences among the twelve main gods have reached the level of sage, only one step away from the saint. In terms of cultivation and strength, they far surpass Artemis!"

The strong man from the Vampire race shouted in fear.

The Temple of the Gods fights for the Pope and European officials. In history, it has launched several shocking battles with the vampires.

But at this time, Athena's purpose of coming was obviously not them. She looked at the peak with a smile and said:

"Zhang Tianshi, don't you plan to show up yet? My old friend is waiting impatiently!"

Her voice is delicate and pleasant, with an ethereal and holy aura.

It's like angels are whispering, elves are singing, and it's like the sound of Dao Lun, vague and uncertain, but shocking.

"Athena, how dare you set foot in China again, aren't you afraid that I will eat you alive?"

A violent roar that shook the world rose into the sky, covering a large area like rolling thunder. The trees were shaken to the ground, and countless snowflakes and ice fell.

Boom!

A figure appeared in the sky above Guanyun Peak like a ghost, walking through the air and approaching.

Although the figure was thin and gaunt, it still contained a mighty pressure, like an ancient evil god emerging from the world, explosive and brutal, capable of crushing everything.

"Haha, I didn't know your strength back then, so I offended you a lot, so please forgive me! Today, I'm here just to watch the battle, and I don't have any hostility at all!"

Athena covered her chest with one hand and bowed politely like a royal princess in the Middle Ages, but her momentum was not weak at all, neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing this, everyone was horrified.

From what the two of them said, Athena once had a battle with Zhang Qianlei, and few people knew about it, but Zhang Qianlei at least did not fall behind.

"That was sixty years ago. Athena led several paladins to come to China to seize treasures, but they were repelled by Zhang Qianlei with one finger! Show off the power of our Chinese Taoist sect!"

An old man wearing a black and white Taoist robe walked in the air step by step. With each step, a Tai Chi yin and yang diagram appeared under his feet. Lotus sprouted at his step, floating like a god.

"Quan Zhen's headmaster, Qiu Xuanji! He is a master of Taoism and is proficient in inner elixir refining!"

When Huo Qingtian saw this person, his pupils shrank and his eyes were shocked.

A trace of reverence flashed across Huo Qingtian's face.

He actually comes from the Shaolin lineage, but Shaolin has been seriously infected by the secular world and has embarked on the road of commercialization. Many of its inheritances have been cut off, and it cannot be compared with the Quanzhen sect.

"I haven't seen you for forty years. My Taoist friend Zhang is even more elegant than before, his cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, and the gap between the poor and Taoist is getting wider and wider. I don't even have the nerve to come see you!"

Qiu Xuanji actually bowed to Zhang Qianlei, his body bent into a crescent shape.

It turned out to be the "Yuan Yi" used to greet the master in the Taoist sect, which shows his fear and respect for Zhang Qianlei.

"I'll give you a few words later!" To Qiu Xuanji, Zhang Qianlei just nodded slightly, looking extremely arrogant.

"I can't see through my Taoist friend's cultivation. I'm afraid he's invincible in this world. Maybe Ye Tianren, who is hiding in the world, can fight you!"

Qiu Xuanji shook his head and sighed, feeling like a hero in his twilight years.

"Ye Tianren?"

Zhang Qianlei raised his gray eyebrows and snorted coldly:

"When I kill Jiang Taichu, I will find the location of Hongmeng and see Ye Tianren's supreme skill again!"