Chapter 323 Immortal There is no way

"Evil Holy King, what is Evil Holy King? Why haven't I heard of this profession?"

"Flaw, are you deaf? You can't listen. The system doesn't say it's a super hidden profession. If the evil king has no chance to activate it, it's strange that we can know."

"Well, super hidden profession, so how awesome is it!"

"The evil king was originally the first master, but now he has become the evil saint king. There is no doubt that he is like a tiger with wings. Who in the world can stop it?"

"The evil king is invincible. If there is no chance, who will compete with him?"

"The nightmare of the sunrise is only eternal!"

"Holy Kingdom, your doomsday is coming!"

At this moment, the world was shocked. Whether it was players or residents of the ultimate world, everyone was shocked and fell into the wave of the evil saint king. Everyone searched for the information of the evil saint king one after another. The topics discussed were all about the evil saint king.

Nightmare players cheered. The birth of the super hidden professional evil saint king is better than beating them with a chicken sedan chair. They are excited, their fists and feet are rubbed, their fighting spirit is soaring to the sky, and they are ready to attack the Holy Land.

In the real world, Wu Yuan was surprised. With becoming an evil saint king in the game world, his cultivation rose steadily in reality, and he was suddenly promoted from the beginning of the return to the peak, only one step away from entering the legendary immortal realm.

Immortal realm, beyond the secular world, eternal and immortality, so as to great freedom, great freedom, proudly above the nine heavens, time can't take away his great and heroic posture, years can't leave traces on his body, in simple terms, it is a fairy, turning his hand for the cloud, turning his hand for the rain, one thought to reach all directions, the magic power is vast, and the split body is all over the sky.

It's just that from ancient times to the present, immortals have never appeared, and the description of immortals is just people's imagination. The positioning is vague and uncertain. As for whether it is as powerful as the legend, it is unknown, because no one breaks the fate, perhaps there is no immortality at all. It is just people's yearning and expectation.

"Is the immortal realm really just a legend? If it's not a legend, why do I feel that there is no way ahead? Wu Yuan found that the road ahead was broken, and there was no room for promotion. There was no immortality. It seemed that he had reached the peak of the realm of return. Ninety-nine to one, and the great perfection of martial arts was the extreme.

Is immortality just a legend?

Wu Yuan asked deeply again that he was not sure whether the immortality existed.

"Wu Yuan, your breath has become more unfathomable. Although it seems to be no different from ordinary people, I know you have been promoted." Sweetheart said happily.

"Yes, because I became the evil saint king in the ultimate world, my real strength soared and I was promoted to the peak of the realm of return." Wu Yuan sighed that the ultimate mystery and greatness shocked him. The power in the game can be related to reality. What a great invention this is. Except for the ultimate, no other game has such performance.

"That's great. In this way, your cultivation is higher than that of my father. Even if Blue Phoenix is not dead, we are not afraid." Sweetheart said excitedly.

"At the peak of the realm, only one step away is the legendary immortality, stingy. Now with your cultivation, can you feel the secret of the immortality?" Ziwei asked.

Wu Yuan shook his head and shrugged his shoulders and said, "I found that the road ahead has been broken. At the peak of the return, it is the limit. There is no room for promotion. As for the immortality, it is like a legend, it has never appeared."

"How can this happen? The immortality should exist. My grandfather said that the immortality is between being and not, only in one thought." Zi frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. If the immortal realm does not exist, what is the meaning of the pursuit of martial arts? Can the immortal desire only become a bubble?

"It's only between being and not." In a trance, Wu Yuan caught something, but he couldn't tell what it was. There was a ripple in his heart, and he seemed to have found a way out and saw the bright road.

There is no way out of immortality, so I will create a road, a road that belongs to me, and an immortality that belongs to me.

There is no immortality in heaven and earth, and I will create immortality.

"I will open up my immortality, break my fate, and create immortality." Wu Yuan was firm and pointed to immortality.

"Brother Wuyuan, you have become the evil saint king. You must be very powerful!" The little swallow said curiously.

"It's equivalent to the King of God." Wu Yuan said indifferently.

"Ah, the strength of the King of God!"

"God, is this true?"

"You're so good, stingy!"

"Great, you have the strength of the King of God, and you can deal with the Holy Kingdom of Heaven."

The little swallow and the five sweet girls exclaimed and were shocked, and then covered by joy. Wu Yuan has the strength of the King of God, who is the strongest in the ultimate world. It is a hand to destroy the Holy Kingdom.

"The holy kingdom should perish, and the ultimate world should be unified. Now we enter the game world to unify the ultimate." Wu Yuan was heroic and confident. During the war, he saw the enemy begging for mercy at his feet, the destruction of the holy kingdom, the ultimate nightmare, and the brothers and sisters cheered.

At this time, two extremely powerful breaths approached the villa at the speed of light. Wu Yuan was shocked. This was the meaning of oneness. At the same time, two masters came, which were not the same.

"The people of the Lan family?" Wu Yuan asked himself, but he didn't see any action. He had already left the room and intercepted the two. The old man and the young came. The old man was dressed in black, and his breath was restrained. He was nine to one. His life was prosperous, and there was a looming power of the emperor, which made people couldn't help worshipping him. Wu Yuan looked through the old man's cultivation at a glance. In the later stage of the return, he was infinitely close to the peak of the return. He was definitely not an unknown person.

Who is this person?

Haoyuan looked at the girl beside the old man. The woman was born beautiful, dressed in black, elegant, arrogant and cold, and heroic. She is also in the same situation, but her breath is much weaker than that of the old man, only in the early stage of the situation.

The sudden appearance of Wu Yuan shocked the two. As a master of returning home, his perception is very powerful. He can peep into the world, but he can't feel Wu Yuan's breath. How can they not be surprised? Especially the old man, as the famous Beihuang Mo Renjie, the top master of martial arts, did not find others approaching. There is no doubt that he slapped Mo Renjie naked in the face.

"It's him, the descendant of Lao Zhao, the descendant of Xiao Wu, who is exactly the person I'm looking for." Mo Renjie recognized Wu Yuan at a glance, who was the teenager he saw in the mausoleum of Wangxia Island that day, the descendant of Southern Emperor Zhao Qing.

"Who is he? It gives me an unfathomable feeling. It seems that he is by no means a general person." The girl in black's heart throbbed, and the teenager in front of her gave her a sense of danger.

"Who are you? What's wrong with breaking into the Zhao family? Wu Yuan's tone is not good. If he can't get a satisfactory answer, he doesn't mind inviting the two of them to eat fists.

"I'm coming to you." Mo Renjie laughed.

"Look for me?" Wu Yuan was stunned at first, and then said, "Do we know each other?"

Mo Renjie brushed his beard and said slowly, "I know, of course, I know. You are the son of Wu Zhongtian, the king of the East, and the descendant of Zhao Qing, the Southern Emperor. Speaking of which, you have to call me a master."

"So he is the one I want to defeat." The girl in black thought in her heart and looked at Wu Yuan carefully. The girl knew what she was going to do. It took her three years to cultivate me into a master of returning home. The purpose was to defeat the descendants of Zhao Qing, the Southern Emperor, and to promote the prestige of the Northern Emperor.

"Who the hell are you?" Wu Yuan's eyes were cold, and he stared at Mo Renjie coldly, looking at him with a chill in his heart.

Mo Renjie was frightening. He hasn't seen him for three years. This boy has progressed so fast. Looking at his breath, he should also enter the same realm. He is worthy of being the son of the Eastern King and the descendant of the Southern Emperor.

"Wu Yuanxian's nephew, don't be rude. He is the uncle of the North Emperor." At this time, Zhao Yanglong came through the air and fell beside Wu Yuan. He saluted the black Jie with his fists in his hands and said, "Master Mo came from afar. My little nephew couldn't meet him. Please don't be surprised."

"Zhao Xian's nephew doesn't need to be polite. I haven't seen you for five years. You have become a big tree in the sky. You can completely compare with your father. It's really the waves of the Yangtze River, and the heroes of the country come from generation to generation." Mo Renjie looked shocked. Zhao Yanglong's breath was not weaker than him, and it was also the later stage of Guiyijing. More importantly, he was young and strong, and his potential was a 100% thing to enter the peak of Guiyijing, unlike him, who was declining in all aspects and lost the opportunity to be promoted because of his old age.

Zhao Yanglong: "Master Mo is flattered. In my heart, my father will always be the greatest and insurmountable existence."

"You are the dragon among people. In a few years, I will not be your opponent." Mo Renjie showed his admiration and then said, "This is my apprentice Ye Shan. This time our master and apprentice came to compete with him. I won't say much about it, and you also understand."

Zhao Yanglong said, "Master Mo, I know that you and my father have always wanted to distinguish between high and low, whether it is the Southern Emperor or the Northern Emperor. You have fought for 20 years, but there is still no result. Now that my father is not alive, your descendants are against my father's descendants, which is also in line with my father's wishes. I will not stop him.

As the ultimate founder, he was the first to know that Wu Yuan had become the evil saint king. He also knew that the power in the game pushed Wu Yuan to the peak. His strength is not what he used to be, and it was no longer what he could fight against, including the Northern Emperor. No one in the world could compete with him except the Blue Phoenix.

"Old man, when it comes to the heir, Uncle Zhao is the heir. You can find him." Wu Yuan was not angry. He had no time to waste on meaningless fights. He had to return to the ultimate world and lead his brothers and sisters to the Holy Land and destroy the Holy Kingdom.

"Do you speak human words? Zhao Xian's nephew is recognized as the first genius in Wulin. He reached the state of return at a young age. His achievements will surpass me and his father. He can compare with the Western Queen and ask my apprentice to fight with him, and simply automatically admit defeat." Mo Renjie rolled his eyes, with a black line, the corners of his mouth raised, and he was domineering and strong. He said, "It took me three years and spent all my energy to cultivate Shan'er. It's just for today's battle, so you have to fight if you don't fight."

Wu Yuan said, "So you are forced."

At this time, Ye Shan stood up and said, "It's not the master who forced it, but I want to fight with you. If you are a man, you should not flinch."

"Since you insist on doing so, I can't get what you mean." As Wu Yuan spoke, he grinned and said, "Why are there always people in the world who don't know the depth of heaven and earth, old men and girls, do you know that many people who are looking for trouble for me finally walk with their tails. Do you also want to follow?"

"You are too arrogant. Pick me up and cover the sky and the earth with the palm of the Northern Underworld!" Ye Shanjiao shouted, her face was cold, and she was angry. She slapped her with one palm. The sky was dark, and the sun and the moon were lightless. One hand covered the sky, the road was surrounded, and the space collapsed. With the power of opening mountains and breaking the flow, she patted towards Wu Yuan.

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