Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 1159 Who Can Distinguish Gods and Demons (34)

The position of Immortal Venerable is useless, and there is no chance to sit on the position of Lord of the Six Realms whether he is capable or not. Whatever he says, the second son doesn't care.

"Father, at the very least, tell me the purpose of our visit to the ancient battlefield."

Otherwise, if you move forward without knowing why, what should you do if you can't get out at that time?
"Father, everyone is very tired, why don't you stop and set up camp and rest for a while?"

The eldest son, who had been silent all this time, also opened his mouth. Immortal Venerable glanced at him, nodded immediately, and sat down slowly holding the jade stick in his hand.

"Stop and rest first."

Sure enough, it was the eldest son who was useful to speak, but the second son had a dark face, and his heart became more and more dissatisfied.

The tent was set up to block all the wind and snow, and after lighting the fire, I took some hot tea from the storage bag to make it. In a trance, everyone felt that this kind of life was not bad.

The Immortal Venerable was sitting in the upper position, still holding something in his hand, which could not be clearly seen by others, like a scroll of animal skin.

There was dead silence in the tent. Although their bodies were warmed a little, the reality made them feel no warmth at all.

Everything is still like a dream.

Freedom and dignity, the life admired by the six realms suddenly disappeared.

Although everything has already become a foregone conclusion, it is still unacceptable to them.

Why is this happening?
Why did the seal of the Demon Race loosen?

Who is behind this manipulating everything?
In the end, why is he willing to help them get rid of the ancestors of Zhou Ye, the demon leader, but he is unwilling to help them get rid of these ancient demons?
To say there is no resentment would be a lie.

Millions of years of offering sacrifices, but in the end they didn't even get the blessing they deserved.

Obviously for him, it was just an easy task, but he refused to help, watching the six realms fall into chaos, watching the ferocious demons massacre the gods and immortals.

Every time they calm down, they can't help but think about these.

"Why did the ancestor abandon us?"

In the silence, someone said this, lightly making everyone's minds heavy.

Everyone looked at Xianzun.

However, the immortal looked down at the animal skin scroll in his hand. He was so engrossed that he didn't hear anyone talking at all.

What is Xianzun going to do?
Why do you have to travel thousands of miles to bring them here?

Everyone in distress urgently needs a dose of reassurance, but the only immortal who can give them hope now seems to have lost his mind. He only cares about the scroll in his hand and doesn't seem to care about everything else at all.

Everyone can't help but wonder, is Xianzun suffering from a blow and going crazy?

"Father, drink some tea."

The eldest son is careful and steady, but he has been taking care of all the fellow immortals along the way.

Xianzun raised his eyes and glanced at him, under the already gray beard, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he looked around at the people around him, and finally whispered something next to him.

Although everyone didn't change their faces, they all stared at the past in unison.

Xianzun seemed silent, but the eldest son's expression changed slightly.

What did he say?
Among the puzzled people, only one person's face was dark, and as the father and son in front of them began to study the scroll together, that person's face became more and more gloomy.

The second son put the cup on the table viciously, with loud movements and loud noises, which startled the people around him.

The fairy queen remained silent and shook her head slightly at the second son, signaling him not to continue.

But then, there was another heavy sound, and the sound of the cup falling to the ground was crisp and clear.

(End of this chapter)