I have been practicing qi for three thousand years and joined the chat group

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Quietly watching the sand sculpture group friends speak.

Immortal? maybe.

Focus on the chat group panel again.

Zhutian chat group...

Being able to draw people from all over the world into a group chat is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. Maybe there are some powerful functions in the chat group that have not been explored.

At this time.

There was a beeping sound in my ears.

Qin Mo opened the group chat.

Sure enough, it was someone Aite himself.

The old Taoist is about to be a hundred years old:"@ Refining Qi has been practicing for three thousand years, and I am an immortal. I dare to ask questions about the world."...Are there any gods?"

The World of Yi Tian Slaying the Dragon, Wudang Mountain Zhenwu Hall.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard gently, his eyes twinkling.

Immortal...

Immortality!

He has also been looking for a way to ascend through the Shattered Void. In this era of popular martial arts, he is less like a warrior and more like an immortal cultivator.

The ancients said:

"The white jade capital is in the sky, and there are five cities on the 12th floor."

Immortal caressed my head, tied my hair and received eternal life...

Are these words empty talk? he thought...

Qin Mo smiled softly

"Of course there is."

To be honest!

According to the level of the cultivation world, in a low-martial world like the one Zhang Sanfeng lives in, it is estimated that an ordinary monk in the Qi Refining Stage can stir up wind and rain, and if he strikes with all his strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage, maybe the entire world will be shaken.......

This is caused by the different intensities of the world.

The level of the world Qin Mo is in is terrifyingly high. A practitioner in the infant transformation stage like Bai Yunzi can breathe thousands of miles with a single breath, and the sky will collapse and the earth will split with just a raise of his hand. While chatting, Qin Mo is also studying various functions of the chat group in the heavens..

A prompt sounded

【Ding! Upload memory clip?】

"Um? It really works."

Qin Mo was surprised.

In three thousand years, he has experienced countless fighting battles, and has also seen countless monks fighting. Those battles were all landslides and tsunamis, and the visual effects were horrifying. In his memory, he randomly intercepted a paragraph , uploaded the video to the group

【Ding! 'Refined Qi for Three Thousand Years' uploaded an untitled video! 】

The next moment, the entire group suddenly became quiet as if they pressed the mute button. In their eyes, Qin Mo's ability to peer into the past and future, and to deduce the identity of people in all the worlds is simply a fairy trick. So the video Qin Mo uploaded.........

Zombie world, Yizhuang.

After Uncle Jiu performed a set of health-preserving boxing techniques, he sat aside and drank morning tea leisurely while drinking water. This situation was very common in later generations, but when it appeared in Uncle Jiu's era, the painting style was a bit biased..

He clicked on the video.

In a blink of an eye.

It was as if he had appeared in a fairyland on earth, with majestic mountains and towering mountains all around. The spiritual energy in the sky condensed into a halo, as if it was about to condense into a liquid.

Holy land for cultivation!

The thought suddenly arose in his mind that compared to the Dharma-Ending Age in which he lived, this world was a paradise for practitioners!

‘Rumble, rumble, one by one in a matter of seconds.

The sea of ​​clouds was churning, and the earth was shaking. A figure covered in black mist tore through the earth and turned into a terrifying troll, full of demonic aura. The troll raised his hand and slapped it, and the surrounding mountains collapsed instantly..

That troll gives people a terrifying pressure even across the screen.

I can't breathe, what is this?

Everyone is asking in their hearts.

Uncle Lin Fengjiao, Zhang Sanfeng, Li Xunhuan, Yuan Dagu, and the elf of time codenamed Nightmare Tokisaki Kurumi all looked the same, eyes widening, looking at the unbelievable scene in front of them.

"Such a powerful force, is this a god?"

They murmured softly.

However, as if they were cooperating, they heard a sneer.

"god? Haha, but a mere little devil dares to be so presumptuous!"The sound rang out from the sky and spread between heaven and earth, like a bell and a bell. It overshadowed all the sounds for a while and resounded in the ears. A breeze fell from the sky, and a figure came with the breeze. The person came with white hair and red hair. His eyes were cold and cold.

It was Qin Mo. Between his eyebrows, a golden Bagua diagram flickered slightly. He was wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe.

With an transcendent temperament, it was like an immortal descending from the sky. The moment they saw that person, all of them were even more shocked. I couldn't help but lose my mind. This man was the banished immortal in the sky. He was as perfect as a heavenly being. His eyes seemed to contain the stars in the sky. The troll roared and hissed.

Immediately, it slapped him with a palm, as if He wanted to teach the ants who were yelling at him a lesson.

In an instant, the strong wind was wanton!

Qin Mo's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly drew his sword.

A mouthful of Haoran's Qi rose up from the sea of ​​Qi like a boiling sea.

Thunder arcs filled the blade.

Mantras were chanted in the mouth.

"The Nine Heavens Xuansha turned into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven was used to attract it with the sword!"

The moment the words fell, the sword held by Qin Mo seemed to be engraved with endless runes. A breath rose into the sky, triggering the power of thunder from the sky, and suddenly fell. In an instant!

The world suddenly became blazing white, Under the thunder, the troll showed no resistance and was instantly wiped out.

The video stopped abruptly here.

After a brief silence, the group immediately began to boil again.

Li Xunhuan:"Hiss, it's so terrifying. It's really big." You are indeed a boss."

Boil the big bones into soup:"...Da, Daxian?"

The old Taoist is about to be a hundred years old:"Immortal...It's so powerful."

I'm not Lin Fengjiao:"I agree +1, the immortal has great powers, we mortals can only maintain our awe by looking at the screen with trembling."

Uchiha Dance King:" This..."

Uchiha Madara's eyes widened.

The aura on that giant monster was more powerful than the Kyuubi, but it was no more than a single move in this man's hands!

This is the real strong man. He can turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain, and the edges of his palms will appear and die! In comparison, what is his Eye of the Moon plan?

Uchiha Madara is now doubting life.

Originally, he thought that as an old man, he had experienced too many things and could calmly accept everything in front of him. However, since joining the group, he had been shocked more times than he had in his entire life. His three views were pressed to the ground and rubbed together.......

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