Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

The nine "psychopaths" are simply vying for all kinds of fat on the table.

If Ming Tianbei's whip hadn't been a deterrent, there might have been a fight!

The second uncle looked at everyone and couldn't help but sigh, thinking how miserable these mentally ill people are. It looks like they have never eaten meat...

In fact, the villagers have long been tired of eating pork.

He took a spoonful of old turtle soup and tasted it.

I haven't had it for many years. Well, although the quality of the meat is not very good, Xiao Li's cooking skills are good and it is still very good.

After drinking the soup, he couldn't help but speak, looked at many mentally ill people and said: "No need to grab, there is enough meat tube for today!"

In fact, needless to say, this group of psychopaths quickly stopped.

Because they found that they... couldn't eat the pork anymore.

The energy and origin energy contained in the pork was so terrifying that even though they were ancestral beings, they couldn't bear it.

Moreover, after they ate the pork, they all fell into a state of collapse.

boom!

Wuzu Luo Xingchen's Taoist Land roared, and the road to martial arts rules was suddenly widened countless times, heading deeper into the Taoist Land.

His three souls and seven souls are advancing along the path of martial arts to heaven.

Soon, he saw a figure shrouded in martial arts immortal light. When he looked closely, he saw that it was an extremely powerful man with a breathtaking aura.

"wrong!"

However, Luo Xingchen was immediately shocked because the martial arts immortal he saw was actually Long Zixuan...

How can this be?

In Long Zixuan's previous life, he never even passed the four realms...

And only those beings who are marching forward on the Avenue of Chaos and reaching the sky in the martial arts can possibly reflect the shadow of immortals in the martial arts scenery!

Immediately afterwards, he saw the Saint of Martial Arts and the God of Martial Arts...

There is no doubt that they are all the same person.

Long Zixuan!

It's not just Luo Xingchen.

At this moment, other people were also passing by Si Jian, and they all saw similar scenes.

In the alluring Taoist scenery, fairy music roared, guiding her to explore deeper into her own music. He saw a woman playing the piano in the long river of time, detecting the movement of fairy light.

That is not a low-level immortal way at all, but a forbidden immortal light!

Around her, musical notes turned into cranes and colorful butterflies, lingering around her.

"Qin Zun... Nanfeng..."

Qingcheng couldn't help but whisper, she was a little distracted!

Later, she saw the True Sage of Qin Dao, who was still the south wind. Her music turned into the moon, the sun, and the clear sound between heaven and earth, seeming to illuminate the darkness.

In the last scene, she saw the God of Sound. In the deepest part, there was a vast ocean, with wailing all over the place. The sound of the piano played with the death of life, and only the back of the south wind was left...

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Yin Xu'an was flying with his sword in his own Taoist scenery, and he was extremely happy.

"If God had not given birth to me, Yin Xu'an, the swordsmanship would be as long as the night... Hahahaha... I would respect the swordsmanship!"

He sang forward, but the next moment, he almost staggered and fell from the sword condensed by rules.

Because, he saw in the years, there seemed to be a forbidden sword immortal, coming towards him with a sword from the west.

"Fuck... Dugu Yuqing, Sword Master?!"

Yin Xu'an was shocked. At the same time, the sword struck by the shadow of the Sword Immortal made him feel frightened, and he hurriedly said:

"If you have something to say, I admit that you are the second best in swordsmanship!"

Yin Xu'an has always been very sincere!

However, the sword light flashed past his eyes, but it did not really fall on him.

After all, what is reflected on the road of swordsmanship in Daojing Land is only the scene from countless years ago, which was left behind by the former strongest swordsman and the master of swordsmanship.

"That's weird. Isn't that kid just on the road? How come there is the shadow of the Sword Immortal left by him on the road of swordsmanship? Is time and space confused?"

Yin Xuan was puzzled.

Afterwards, he kept a much lower profile. When he saw Dugu Yuqing, the sage and god of swordsmanship, he passed by quietly and did not dare to disturb him.

Demon Ancestor saw the back of a little girl in the Taoist scenery.

The little girl seemed to be chasing something. She stepped on the forbidden path of immortals and demons. She walked away from the long river of time. It seemed that she had been pursuing it without looking back. She only left a line of shallow footprints on the path of the devil. …

"No wonder... no wonder you're smarter than me. Was the top student ever so powerful?"

Demon Ancestor murmured.

Only now did he realize that the difference between him and Xin Ning was not only the difference between having a good teacher, but also that Xin Ning looked so similar, but his starting point was unimaginable...

Even the newly arrived Shi Zu, Cao Zu, and Qi Zu are breaking through the realm at this moment!

Yin Xu'an and others told them that they only need to open the Dao Jingdi to easily eliminate the ghosts in the Dao Jingdi, so they had a particularly easy time seeing the ghosts.

"Unexpectedly, the ghost that once made us dare not take a step forward... in front of this small mountain village, is as fragile as mist..."

Shizu was so moved that he marched forward singing Zen songs in the Taoist landscape.

Soon, he saw a scene of a monk eating meat over the years.

The monk's feet were covered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and his clothes were stained red by the killings. However, he was so cool that he planted a bodhi tree on the enemy's flesh and blood, and then sat cross-legged under the bodhi tree. Randomly tearing off the flesh and blood from the corpses of endless terrifying creatures and chewing them.

That monk was obviously doing extremely bloody things, but his immortal light erupted, making people want to worship him.

"Qingchen...the fairy shadow left behind?"

Shizu was shocked.

"The cause and effect of the past are like this... I seem to have understood it clearly, it turns out..."

"It turns out that only by eating a lot of meat can you stand at the highest point of the Brahma..."

His consciousness continued to advance in the Taoist scenery, but his body in the small mountain village did not forget to eat fat meat and his mouth was full of oil.

Soon, he saw Qingchen of the forbidden holy path.

The vast Buddha's light, the transcendent shore, the endless pure land of Brahma, envelopes thousands of living beings.

As for the Shinto monk, there was a sudden change. He was in a state of annihilation. The endless Buddhist kingdoms were all annihilated. The pure land of Brahma was covered with black paths, filled with ghosts and shadows, and the monk frowned.

"Why do I feel that...behind Qingchen, there are horrifying ghost stories?"

Shi Zu whispered.

Qi Shuangming, the ancestor of chess, was walking along the chess path, and he soon saw two figures.

They were two figures in the years, and they were listed as immortals of forbidden chess. One of them had two completely different eyes, one black and one white, a mixture of immortals and demons, and the same good and evil.

The other person has a melancholic temperament, and there always seems to be a sentimentality between his eyebrows.

The two are playing chess.

"Chess Lord?!"

Qi Shuangming recognized the melancholy man.

What about the other person?

Who is it again?

Immediately afterwards, he stepped through the light of the Immortal Dao and saw the shadow of the Holy Dao.

This time, the man with one black eye and one white eye disappeared, leaving only the melancholy man walking alone.

"That being with black and white eyes later chose another path? Didn't he just follow the path of chess anymore?"

Qi Shuangming murmured. He felt that the man who played against the chess master before was also extremely powerful and should not be able to reach the level of the sage of chess.

There is only one possibility, that person chose another path.

As for the road ahead in chess, Jiang Li is the only one to walk alone.

Then, he saw the God of Chess again.

It was still Jiang Li, but Qi Shuangming was shocked and frightened by the Jiang Li he saw this time.

Because, Jiang Li's body was covered with dense blood lines, as if he was haunted by something strange, but his chess lines pierced through the darkness!

"This is what happened..."

Qi Shuangming, the ancestor of chess, felt an inexplicable panic.

Caozu walked across the green grass.

He saw a man who was stepping on a green avenue and had a palace emitting green light in his hands, which he had molded into the shape of a hat.

When the man saw Cao Zu coming over, he picked up his hat as if to put it on Cao Zu.

"Nima?!"

Caozu hurried past, so fast.

However, when he looked back, he found that it was just a shadow in the years.

"What a bad taste!"

Caozu couldn't help but complain.

He already understood that the man who left this immortal shadow clearly predicted that he would appear in the Taoist scenery of all the people who came after him when he arrived at the Forbidden Immortal, so he deliberately made a gesture of picking up his hat and giving it to the people who came after him. The action of putting it on.

What a loss!

In this way, all the grass-roots experts with some potential will be cuckolded by him?

That's too much.

"But how come this guy looks exactly like Qing Zun Lu Rang?"

Cao Zu was confused.

Then, he saw the holy shadow again.

It was still the man, but this time only his back was left. He didn't know what he was facing, and the green palace in his hands was cracked.

Finally, Cao Zu saw the third divine shadow: a grass sprouting from the darkness, extremely strange!

"Weird... so weird..."

Caozu felt a little guilty and withdrew from the Taoist scenery.

Opening his eyes, he subconsciously looked at the others and said:

"You guys met me four times, did you see anything?"

Other mentally ill people all nodded solemnly at this moment.

Immediately, their eyes turned to the other table subconsciously.

At that table, Li Fan and a group of disciples were eating and drinking. They were so unhappy that they didn't notice them at all.

Only the big black dog at the table suddenly looked over. There was a hint of menace in the dog's eyes, and it let out a low growl, as if it was a serious warning!

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