Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Wangyuan Clan, on a avenue, countless creatures are gathering to one place.

Passing by numerous buildings, at the end of this road is a huge ladder with a width of one hundred thousand feet.

The place where the ladder is linked is a treasure platform, on which there are people from the Wanwangyuan clan.

They handed out their own stone tablets, and those who participated in the convention with fingerprints entered on the tens of thousands of islands suspended in the air.

Ordinary creatures can't help but feel shocked when they see this scene. One hundred and eighty thousand islands occupy so much space, like stars in the sky.

The most important thing is that the plants and scenery are all different in these one hundred eight thousand islands.

Qin Xuan and Lei Gu entered the island No. 36485. The trees on the entire island had patterns of thunder, which contained extremely strong power of thunder.

"Do you know the origin of these one hundred and eight thousand islands?"

On the island, there are thrones juxtaposed, Lei Gu and Qin Xuan are on their respective thrones, and in front of them are delicacies and wines.

"I don't know!"

Qin Xuan said, he knew almost nothing about Wang Yuan Clan.

"These one hundred and eight thousand islands were cultivated by the ancient emperor of Wangyuan tribe who wandered above the heavens and collected all kinds of plants and trees in the world."

"Even, there are exotic plants from outside the territory on some islands."

"More than that, this ancient emperor also refined these one hundred and eight thousand islands into an ancient emperor soldier."

"Disperse as guest seats, gather as the peak of everything!"

Lei Gu Tianzun smiled and said: "This thing is also famous in Meteor Prefecture."

Qin Xuan nodded slightly when he heard the words, the ancient emperor's ability is unimaginable. What's more, the ancient emperor of Wangyuan clan was an existence in the immeasurable calamity realm, and his strength was naturally far superior to ordinary ancient emperors.

Lei Gu Tianzun continued: "The ancient emperor of Wangyuan clan, known as the ancient emperor Hukun, has lived for 1.8 million years according to rumors."

"This ancient emperor rose up during the internal and external troubles of the Wangyuan Clan. He was invincible all the way. He made endless prestige in the Meteorite Prefecture, and finally forged the ancient emperor's body, and developed the precarious Wangyuan Clan to the point where it is now in the Meteor Prefecture. ."

"It is rumored that this ancient emperor of Wangyuan clan is the ancient emperor who is most likely to enter the heavenly realm among the ancient emperors in the Boundless Tribulation Realm of Meteor State."

"Once you enter the realm of the heavens, the Wangyuan clan may jump into the top five peerless clan in the Meteorite Prefecture."

"Xian, the ancient emperor of Meteorite Prefecture, how much do you know..."

On the island, Lei Gu Tianzun could not be said to be chatting with Qin Xuan, but to popularize Qin Xuan's entire Meteor Prefecture.

From the top ten clans, and then from top to bottom, the strength of dozens of ancient emperors.

Having emptied a few glasses of wine, Lei Gu was still boasting, and Qin Xuan also listened with interest.

At this moment, a voice interrupted Lei Gu's words.

This is a long flute sound, suppressing all the sounds on the one hundred and eight thousand islands.

But see, in the endless fog, there was an infinite glow, shining all over the hundreds of thousands of islands.

An unspeakable coercion appeared in the hearts of all creatures.

This coercion is not pressure, but it makes people have a kind of uncontrollable awe, and in the endless sea of ​​mist, a figure standing on top of the earth, sitting cross-legged like a giant of a thousand islands, emerges.

This is the ancient emperor Hukun!

The middle-aged man's long beard fell to his throat, and his eyes were as bright as the sun and the moon.

A silver robe looks like a sky falling down, and there seems to be a galaxy under his feet.

Its body is more like the source of Wanxia, ​​with its own light shining in the world.

Qin Xuan had never seen the ancient emperor of the Immeasurable Tribulation Realm, and even the ancient emperors of the God Realm like Emperor Yao had also seen him, but his power was slightly different from that of the ancient Emperor Kun.

The sound of the flute gradually dissipated, and when I looked carefully, I saw that on the shoulder of Emperor Kun Gu, a woman lightly dropped the jade flute between her lips.

The woman has a jade face, and there is a gold thread on the jade face, which seems to outline the majestic mountains, and divides the jade face into two, which also seems to distinguish the heaven and the earth.

She was wearing a goose yellow dress and stood quietly.

No one made a sound on the one hundred and eight thousand islands, the ancient Emperor Hou Kun's eyes were calm, his lips and teeth lightly opened, "The meeting of recruiting sons-in-law will start here."

It was simple and simple, without any nonsense, and the woman beside her also walked out slowly.

She faces one hundred and eight thousand islands alone, and one hundred thousand masters in Meteor Prefecture are present.

"Wan Kunling, hereby welcome all of you, the proud sons of heaven, to my Wangyuan Clan to participate in this recruitment meeting."

The woman's voice slowly uttered, and many people looked at the woman, and the expressions of many creatures became solemn.

It was this woman who crushed 80,000 living creatures in Dizhou 20,000 years ago. Although she was recruiting sons-in-law, the creatures who participated in the recruiting conference were almost killed and wounded. Only a hundred people survived from the Wangyuan clan.

The most important thing is that the hundred people were not at all dissatisfied with this result.

This has almost become a thing that many masters in Meteorie Prefecture are cherishing. The phrase "80,000 men in Meteorie Prefecture, no one is like my daughter" is still circulating today.

Wan Kun Ling greeted the gazes of all living beings and slowly said: "Everyone knows that, 20,000 years ago, Wan Kun Ling wanted to find the true life of the person, but it was fruitless."

"Father had no choice but to hold the recruitment meeting again only after a lapse of 20,000 years."

"Wan Kunling also hopes that he can find someone who is true to life and build the road with me."

Her words were soft and spread out, just like a woman looking for a proud man.

"If someone can become the son-in-law of the Wangyuan clan, my husband, the Wangyuan clan can promise to use all resources."

"My father, he can also treat him as his own, and he will never be stingy."

"I think you have also heard that in this recruitment conference, in addition to becoming my husband, there is also the ancient emperor Kunbao that my father has carefully cultivated for millions of years. This thing can wash the essence, like a phoenix. Nirvana rebirth."

"It's even possible that the ancient emperor's foundation can be built through the ancient realm."

Wan Kunling's words caused some subtle voices to sound on the Hundred Eight Thousand Islands.

"More than that, my father will also send the treasure of my clan, Feng Yuanzhi, and my father will help refine it."

There are more voices on the Hundred Eight Thousand Islands, and many people seem to be directly amazed.

"I know that many people think that my Wangyuan clan is deployed, and they regard you as soldiers and die for my Wangyuan clan!"

"In fact, evil things do appear frequently under Kun Ling, but in the body of my father, the ancient emperor, the combined power of all of you may not be as good as my father's thoughts."

"Wan Kunling ignores your thoughts, but as mentioned above, Wangyuan Clan has already paid enough sincerity."

Wan Kunling moved forward with his hands and worshipped the creatures on the hundreds of thousands of islands.

"As soon as I join this meeting, I am arrogant in my life and death. If I achieve anything, I will be entrusted with life and death."

"Within the Wangyuan clan, you must be respected, above the clan and below the other."

Lang Lang's voice resounded through one hundred and eight thousand islands, and many people seemed to be moved by Wan Kunling's sincerity.

There was also a sneer and sarcasm on his face.

After about a dozen breaths, Wan Kunling slowly got up and raised his head.

"I hope this time, my father won't comment on the 100,000 men in Meteorite Prefecture. No one is like my daughter!"

"My Wan Kun Ling will not have a thought. The life of Meteor State is endless. I am a daughter, but I want to find a true partner, but..."

"As far as I can see, no one is a man!"

The sound came out, the number of creatures on the island at one hundred and eight o'clock, almost holding their breath.