My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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"Dare you guys!"

The voice of the elder elder, like the cold wind blowing from under the Nine Nether, still carries the scream of Li Gui.

On the back of the mountain, the cold wind hunts, and there is no sunshine all the year round. Every stone may be an ancestor. There is a thrilling battle behind each statue.

The elder elder fell on the central open space, his sleeves were messed up by the wind, empty and shocking.

You know, this is a holy king, but his limbs are cut off and it is difficult to grow again.

The dead king is awesome, but the holy king who survived Gouyan's panting only makes people feel sad.

His eyes were calm and natural, without any mood swings, but with cold eyes in his eyes.

The words of the elders, like a knife with a handle, are inserted into the hearts of the people, and their hearts are peeled off layer by layer, and the rest is only endless hollows and chills.

No one dared to look at the eyes of the elders. What kind of eyes did they start to feel indifferent, but now, it is unimaginable, what kind of story is buried in his eyes.

Chu Yi opened his mouth, only to feel sore nose, but no tears fell.

Before the Yanhuangs did not rise, the elders alone supported the backbone of the entire race.

After his rise, he silently retreated behind the scenes to watch the world change.

When Yan Huang didn't fall behind, he took a step ahead and saved offspring for this race. Then, time and time again, he killed Xiang Xianjie. In the end, his hands and feet were cut off, and his heart was cold.

The world only knows Yandi and Huangdi, but he does not know his name. He only knows that the Yanhuangs have an indifferent stereotyped old man who has always called him the elder.

"No wonder, I can't find the ancestral tombs of the Yan and Huang clan. This large area is all graveyards. The Yan and Huang clan is built on the graveyard itself."

Wu Demulu was horrified. He clasped his arms tightly and shivered, goose bumps all over his body.

"You asked me why I didn't join forces with you to kill back to Immortal Realm. Does it still make sense now?"

"The price of dozens of holy kings, the endless funeral of immortals, the desolation of one master after another...More sadly, I haven't seen that day's fate even now."

"Just heard that sentence, the destiny of heaven, can not be violated."

"Everything is destiny, and there are countless lives in it."

The words of the elder, fluttering, Tianying Supreme froze in place.

Then he snapped and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his eyes lost.

"Fate...Fate...Hahaha, everything is a fixed number."

"Is the fate of heaven?"

"Fate is not to be violated..."

The belief in Tianying Supreme's heart collapsed suddenly. All his perseverance was severely crushed after seeing all this.

The facts before him uprooted his beliefs.

He is the most powerful person in the fairyland. He dares to attack the heavenly court. He does not hesitate to destroy his deity and practice again for the sake of the Tao.

But as the elders said, what about it?

Even generations of holy kings have died in the hands of destiny, and even the destiny has not even seen it, it has been defeated.

What if he tried harder?

Even if they repair the heavenly road, how can they become holy kings?

Tianying Supreme cried aloud, and he finally understood why the elder elder avoided the world.

What is scary is not death, but hopelessness.

Even if you practice for tens of thousands of years, millions of years, tens of millions of years, you can't get out of this cage at the end, and you can't break the shackles.

The Annihilation Supreme, the Supreme Holy Supreme, and the Qingxiao Supreme, their heads are numb, and they keep opening their mouths, but only whine.

Their faces were pale as snow, like a rock in the back mountain, their muscles twitching and sharp.

"We are ridiculous, ridiculous."

"Even if the Heavenly Court is extinguished, it is like the past dynasties.

"Thinking of it, I am afraid that Heaven will save us."

"Stupid... sad..."

"We really can't control ourselves."

The Oblivion Sovereign sat on the ground blankly, his hands and feet were soft, and he had no strength to stand at all.

The other two supremes weren't much better, their eyes were gray and their eyes were dim.

Even the Yanhuangs have failed dozens of times. Can they succeed?

Do they dare?

All beliefs, all perseverances, were washed away in an instant.

Jiang Zi Geng was unimaginable. He subconsciously wanted to escape from this place, but found his feet, as if caught by something, unable to move around.

This feeling caused him to collapse, his lips white and trembling.

This is true for the elders of the older generation, and the immortals of the younger generation can't resist the blood that seems to splash from the long river of history.

"It turned out to be...it would be..." Huang Yushu was also aware of this news for the first time.

He shuddered, and countless times, he also wanted to question why the dazzling Yan and Huang tribes were so powerful that they wanted to shrink here, and even many younger generations in the tribe were full of blood, but they were finally crushed by the elders of the Presbyterian Church.

The truth is so cruel, even frightening.

The reason why I didn’t tell them was that I was too young to bear it.

After all, even the Supreme will feel despair.

The elders' face remained unchanged, like a piece of ice: "I had a hunch when there was a war between the immortal world and the hidden world, and there was a force in it that stirred up the situation, making the situation more and more chaotic."

"Yan Di and Huang Di are bloody, but they are indeed very powerful, surpassing me, and want to use their strength to get the hands behind the scenes."

"But I already had a bad hunch at that time, so regardless of opposition, I forcibly took part of the tribe to leave."

"In the end, it turned out not to be what I expected."

"The curse of the Yanhuang family was signed with the hidden realm, but the medium among them is the so-called destiny. Otherwise, as a holy king, how can I not solve the curse on the land of sin."

The elder said with a smile, he laughed: "Dead, all dead, regardless of whether he is a solitary emperor, regardless of whether he is a Yanhuang family, regardless of whether he is a holy king or an immortal king, and ultimately cannot escape destiny. Reincarnation."

"I warned myself that the 19th time was the last time the Yanhuang family was born."

"It's an unbroken success story."

Tianying Supreme was completely desperate, and Chu Yi knew that it was a deep sense of powerlessness, as if he was still on the earth in the last life, watching his family in trouble, being tortured and separated.

Even if he has the heart to kill, he has no chance to raise a knife in the face of the great forces at that time.

Powerless... lonely... desperate...

Sky Shadow Supreme subconsciously took Chu Yi's arm, the pinnacle of the ancient and modern peak in the fairyland, and now looks like a helpless old man.

He saw Chu Yi as if he saw hope.

But now, it is tears.

"Come on... Chu Boy..."

"Let's leave."

"Don't kill Xiang Tianting, don't kill back to Immortal Realm, you put the clan down, let's all leave."

"We are all ants, and ants find their place."

"You give up your sword, take the normal sword, take your family's wife and children, feel at ease, find a place, and spend the rest of your life."

"I can't bear this burden, you can't afford it..."

Chu Yi felt sour.

Pig Bajie was in a hurry and dragged his flower pants to wipe the tears for Tianying Supreme.

The dark flame demon looked dead: "what comes back to the age of chaos, I will die with it, why should I be born in this era of despair."

Clearly saw the way forward, but could not see hope.

It was like a bird in a cage when it was born. Finally, one day, it saw the sky, but knew that it could not escape from the cage for its entire life.

Rather than this, it is better to have never seen the sky.

"Zigeng, let's go back..." Annihilation Supreme dragged the numb and stagnant Jiang Zigeng, but he couldn't stand up. With a strong effort, Jiang Zigeng was also dragged to the ground, his chin hit the sharp rock, his mouth full of blood, But he has no consciousness.

"It's all gone."

Changsheng Supreme has a gloomy face.

Qingxiao Supreme's back ricketed a bit more, his hair grayer.

They constantly persuaded the Yanhuangs to be born, but now they can’t wait to escape.

This huge drop caused everyone to collapse.

The waterfall that leaked from the top of the mountain passed through the gravel and wailed.