Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

This is the master who has always lived in seclusion behind the scenes in Taigu Shenshan, guiding them behind the scenes, and suppressing the first group of people in the Eye of the North Sea.

The Primordial Divine Mountain was about to be defeated and flee, but who would have thought that the Primordial Divine Mountain would cover the first ethnic group, and in turn suppress the first ethnic group and exile them outside the region.

Then, all the ethnic groups in the second batch grew rapidly and savagely, pushing the age of all ethnic groups to a new height,

As time passed, everyone recognized that the group of ethnic groups in Taigu Shenshan was the most powerful among all ethnic groups.

As for the first group, who is that?

After a long time, the first ethnic group has no reputation, and the ancient sacred mountain directly raised its status infinitely, becoming the benchmark of all ethnic groups.

This is the experience of Taikoo Shenshan.

What Lin Jiufeng was most concerned about was that when there was a conflict with the first ethnic group, some gods and men came to preach and brought the ancient sacred mountain back from the brink of destruction.

Then, Taigu Shenshan used gods and men to preach, suppressed the first ethnic group, and declared itself to be the future hope of all ethnic groups.

"Which god is this god-man preaching?" Lin Jiufeng was more curious about this.

Anyway, the books he is reading now clearly record how to run the race, how to meet the dark elves, and with the help of the dark elves, repair the ancient sacred mountain.

But what is the origin of that god-man?

What would he bring to the Primordial Divine Mountain, so that the Primordial Divine Mountain seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and then all the first ethnic groups were exiled.

"This man of God is not from the Protoss, is he?" Lin Jiufeng had a flash of inspiration and guessed.

Chapter 269 Arriving at the Kunlun Mountains

There is too little information about the Protoss, and Lin Jiufeng doesn't understand it at all.

At present, in this world, there are very few people who know the Protoss, and Lin Jiufeng only learned about it after signing the Twelve Movements of the Gods.

Then when he was enlightened, he met the king of the gods.

The king of the gods is one of the seven strongest, which shows that she is really powerful, even if you think about the gods, it should be very powerful.

At least, stronger than Wanzu.

After Lin Jiufeng finished reading the books on the place with the center of the earth, he still didn't have much useful information.

There are very few records of the dark gods in the ancient sacred mountain. After a few records, they stopped writing, leaving Lin Jiufeng speechless.

"I shouldn't have killed them all. I killed them on a whim. I didn't leave anyone alive. I couldn't explore the secrets of the ancient sacred mountain. It's a pity." Lin Jiufeng shook his head.

After reading the book, he has nothing else to do. The aura and dragon veins in the center of the earth are not very helpful to Lin Jiufeng, but they are very helpful to the little white cat.

If it absorbs the aura and dragon veins here, it will at least improve several realms.

So Lin Jiufeng didn't bother it, at least in the center of the earth, he arranged a large sealing formation to ensure that no one would come in here and disturb the little white cat.

This sealing formation was Lin Jiufeng's forte in the past. As he became stronger step by step, the power of this sealing formation has also steadily increased. Up to now, no fake immortal without nine thunder calamities cannot break through here.

Are there any false immortals among the ten thousand races who survived the nine thunder calamities?

Lin Jiufeng was suspicious.

There are no fake immortals in the ancient sacred mountain, so do other ethnic groups have them?

"The top expert of all races has disappeared." Lin Jiufeng said to himself, he looked at the little white cat surrounded by the aura dragon veins, turned and left, let it absorb it quietly.

Lin Jiufeng is going to investigate this matter carefully.

He knew too little about all ethnic groups, so Lin Jiufeng planned to visit the major ethnic groups.

On the one hand, it is to suppress these ethnic groups, telling them that in this era, coexist with the human race, don't be superior to others, practice quietly, and don't make troubles every now and then. The ancient sacred mountain is the fate of troublemakers.

On the other hand, it is because I want to ask some things about the major ethnic groups and thousands of races. These things have troubled Lin Jiufeng for a long time. Now that he has the time and strength, of course he has to figure it out.

Out of the center of the earth, Lin Jiufeng saw that the outside world had dimmed. He walked out of the ruins of the ancient mountain and went straight to the nearest group of ten thousand races.

Kunlun Mountains!

The area where the Kunlun Mountains is located is [-] miles away from the Taikoo Sacred Mountain. Compared with other ethnic groups, it is already very close.

Lin Jiufeng was not in too much of a hurry this time, and maintained an even speed. Along the way, he could also see the appearance of the current Yuhua Shenchao.

After seven years of retreat, Lin Jiufeng didn't know much about the changes in the Yuhua God Dynasty.

But along the way, he can clearly feel that the people live and work in peace and contentment, and there is a kind of excitement everywhere. Perhaps it is because Lin Jiufeng has just destroyed the ancient sacred mountain. It gave a great shock to the people of Yuhua Shenchao.

Even after a day has passed, the excitement still hasn't dissipated. …

Everyone is praising Emperor Jiufeng, which has become a fanatical belief. As long as Emperor Jiufeng is around, the Yuhua Dynasty will not be destroyed.

This is already a consensus.

The common people live and work in peace and contentment, have something to support them when they are old, and have something to depend on when they are young. This is the correct way to start the Yuhua Dynasty now.

Even if the outside world is changing, there are turbulent winds and clouds, and masters emerge in endlessly, they can't affect the interior of Yuhua Shenchao.

Emperor De continued to promote reforms. In all aspects, food, clothing, housing and transportation went very smoothly, especially now that Lin Jiufeng had come out of customs and suppressed the world. No one dared to stop Emperor De's reforms.

Lin Jiufeng observed carefully for a while before walking towards the Kunlun Mountains with a smile.

Before the birth of the Kunlun Mountains, there was a lot of commotion, and people with a radius of thousands of miles have been evacuated, and now this place is still empty.

However, compared with that time, in the Kunlun Mountains now, all the ethnic groups are very quiet.

They also know that Yuhua Shenchao is not easy to mess with, and the ancient sacred mountain has been destroyed. Although they feel that they are not weak, can they beat Emperor Jiufeng?

Can't beat it!

Even Wanlong's Nest has quieted down. Those few real dragons didn't want to be the first to see the ancient sacred mountain where Lin Jiufeng was destroyed.

When Lin Jiufeng stepped into the Kunlun Mountains, his first impression was that the various ethnic groups lived peacefully.

They dare not offend the Yuhua Shenchao.

Especially the aftermath of the destruction of the ancient sacred mountain has not yet dissipated.

Lin Jiufeng walked to the Kunlun Mountains, another day passed, and a line of words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

[Do you sign in at the Kunlun Mountains? 】

"Sign in!" Lin Jiufeng said, this is the first time he has come to the Kunlun Mountains, and he really wants to see if he can sign in?

[Sign in successfully, get the fairy art Kunlun swordsmanship! 】

[Sign in successfully, get the fairy art Kunlun swordsmanship! 】

Lin Jiufeng's eyes lit up, this is just right, his current skills can't keep up with his cultivation level.

After kung fu is precious art, and after precious art is immortal art.

Lin Jiufeng has a lot of treasure skills, and now he has acquired the fairy art of Kunlun swordsmanship, and his strength has increased a little bit.

boom!

A memory, together with the Kunlun swordsmanship, were all integrated into Lin Jiufeng's memory.

In an instant, Lin Jiufeng had mastered the Kunlun sword technique.

He also knew the origin of Kunlun swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship created by the Kunlun Immortals is extremely powerful. In the era of all races, the Kunlun Swordsmanship also shined brilliantly, but with the disappearance of the Kunlun Immortals, this swordsmanship also disappeared.

The Kunlun Immortal is not a fake Immortal like Lin Jiufeng, but a real Immortal, who has survived nine thunder disasters, crossed the Dragon Gate, and achieved the status of Immortal.

This sword technique is naturally terrifying.

Lin Jiufeng was able to sign in, and after learning it, he looked in one direction.

Wanlong's Nest!

Under the cover of Lin Jiufeng's huge spiritual consciousness, the Kunlun Mountains are equivalent to a panoramic view.

There are still many masters in the Kunlun Mountains, but the ones that interested Lin Jiufeng the most were the real dragons trapped by the chains of order in Wanlong's Nest.

"I never thought there would be dragons in this world!" Lin Jiufeng said to himself.

It's not an ordinary mixed-blood dragon, but the kind with a little bit of blood.

He is a real member of the dragon clan, and the blood in his body is not mottled.

"First stop, Wanlong's Nest!"

Lin Jiufeng raised his hand, using his finger as a sword, and slashed out with one sword.

Kunlun swordsmanship, the sword cuts through the void, goes straight to Wanlong's nest, turns into a huge long sword, and ruthlessly penetrates into the core area of ​​Wanlong's nest.

Here, there are several real dragons that have been sealed.

boom!

When the swordsmanship fell, the real dragons in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest were furious and shouted: "Who dares to be so arrogant and provoke our Ten Thousand Dragons Nest?"

"It's me!" Lin Jiufeng said calmly, and he stepped out and entered Wanlong's nest.

To him, Wanlong's Nest is nothing but a virtual one.

As soon as Lin Jiufeng appeared, the inside of Wanlong's Nest fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at Lin Jiufeng, who was dressed in white, with terrified eyes.

The reputation of Emperor Jiufeng is too terrifying. He just destroyed the ancient sacred mountain. Could it be that he is going to destroy their Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest now?

"I've seen Emperor Jiufeng, and I'm sorry for being far away. I ask Emperor Jiufeng to forgive me. I don't know why the emperor came to the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest in the Kunlun Mountains?" Everyone else was afraid, but Sister Shencan came, Looking at it with a smile on his face, he asked kindly and elegantly.

Chapter 270 Kunlun Immortal

Sister Shencan has been amazed by Lin Jiufeng all the time, and she is also the person who knows Lin Jiufeng best among all races.

So other people were too scared to move by Lin Jiufeng's sword, but she was the only one who could deal with it calmly.

Because Sister Shencan knew that Wanlongchao had always kept a low profile, did not offend Yuhua Shenchao, and did not massacre the clan, so Emperor Jiufeng had no reason to trouble Wanlongchao.

Moreover, Emperor Jiufeng is not a person who kills indiscriminately. Yuhua Shenchao has always been very gentle. She has a little confidence in her heart, and she still has a bit of confidence in elegance.

At this time, the other people in Wanlongchao saw Sister Shencan in her early years, and they immediately had support in their hearts.

Just as the people of the Yuhua Dynasty depended on Emperor Jiufeng, the people of Wanlongchao also depended on Sister Shencan.

Lin Jiufeng looked at the woman who looked like a water lotus in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Her cultivation level was not low, and she gave Lin Jiufeng a mysterious feeling.

"Wanlongchao was also a top power in the era of Wanzu. I took the liberty to come here today because I want to understand the era of Wanzu through you." Lin Jiufeng said calmly.

He spoke calmly, but the people in Wanlongchao dared not be careless, but everyone was relieved to hear that Lin Jiufeng just wanted to understand the era of Wanzu. As long as he didn't trouble Wanlongchao, everything else would be fine.

Standing behind Sister Shencan, Huang Xian'er looked at the terrifying sword energy slowly dissipating in the distance, and murmured in her heart: "You use this sword energy to clear the way, no matter where you go, no one will object."

Will those who oppose it be killed with a single sword?

Looking at Lin Jiufeng, who looks gentle and looks like a young master, Huang Xian'er thinks of Princess Yulin.

They really look alike, as expected of grandparents.

Huang Xian'er sighed in her heart, she felt that her dream of holding Princess Yulin under her body was completely shattered.

With the world's enthusiasm for Emperor Jiufeng, there is no need for Wanzu to investigate by themselves. The people of Yuhua Shenchao always have those clever ghosts who found some clues in the vast sea, and then sorted out Lin Jiufeng's life.

When he was a teenager, he was the prince of the Yuhua God Dynasty, and then he was trapped by love, made a big mistake, was thrown into the cold palace, self-reflected, devoted himself to cultivation, and rose rapidly in the era of spiritual recovery.

He and Emperor Yuan are brothers, he is the uncle of Emperor Ming, and he is the great-grandfather of Emperor De and Princess Yulin.

He is the patron saint of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

This information has long been no big secret.

Huang Xian'er murmured in her heart that no one knew, but when Lin Jiufeng told her purpose, Sister Shencan immediately showed a smile and said: "The emperor is willing to understand the Wanzu, and my Wanlongchao will naturally not be stingy with information. Come in and sit down, and we will clear up the confusion for the Great Emperor."

Sister Shencan generously invited Lin Jiufeng to sit down inside, and she took the lead to lead the way into Wanlong's Nest.

At this moment, the night is over, and the morning glow is gushing, red and golden, shining in the inside of Wanlong's Nest, making the yellow land shine brightly.

Lin Jiufeng followed Sister Shencan and walked several miles in Wanlong's nest, and saw the sound of water flowing in front of him, and then walked through a large dense forest, and the lush greenery came into view directly. …

In front, there are green plants everywhere, lush and lush. In the forest, there is a lake as clear as a sapphire, engraved here, like a teardrop of a fairy, very beautiful.

On the shore of the lake, a large area of ​​vigorous plants grew, with huge ancient trees all around, the branches stretched to the sky, and the thick vines crawled everywhere like black dragons.

Lin Jiufeng saw it in his eyes, sniffed lightly, and all kinds of flowers and plants were fragrant, refreshing, colorful and very pleasing to the eye.

On the verdant mountain peaks there are vigorous ancient pines, strange rocks stand upright, and there are also waterfalls like horses, falling three thousand feet down.