The White Deer Immortal retracted his right hand, and the huge red sun gradually faded away after he retracted his palm. A ferocious-looking golden crow appeared around him. This golden crow was the star official 'Big Sun Golden Crow' that Chen Luo had met once when he first entered the world of robbery. At that time, Chen Luo almost took his brain away, but fortunately he reacted quickly and escaped from Chen Luo's clutches.

After the White Deer Immortal descended, the Star Lords in the Heavenly Palace naturally "resurrected" with him. After all, the Heavenly Palace in the Jieqi World was arranged by the White Deer Immortal, and the "methods" practiced by all the immortals in it were spread by him, which was considered part of his power.

Don’t know?

Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, the mountain master frowned subconsciously.

In his era, there were only a few top strong men, and they basically knew each other. He was sure that there was no such person in his era.

"I wonder which era did You, the master, come from?"

Seeing the mountain master's expression, Peng Jiang reacted immediately. Without waiting for the mountain master to speak, he took the initiative to step forward and ask.

The old man in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling.

He had only seen a similar aura on his own mountain master. As a fellow calamity demon, Peng Jiang felt that many things could be discussed by sitting down, and there was no need to make a fight to the point of life and death.

The White Deer Immortal looked around, restrained his breath, and fell from the air.

Snap!

The ban on the past mountains lit up again, but before it could show its power, it was stomped out by the White Deer Immortal. The boundary between the past and the present is meaningless to a strong man of the White Deer Immortal's level.

Emperor Realm strongmen exist in the past, present and future at the same time. Time cannot erase their traces, and only things like "infinite calamity" can threaten them.

“Arrogant.”

The snake-headed demon standing in the front narrowed his eyes and whispered. This group of demons were all strong men chosen by the "Past Mountain Master". Each of them was a top figure in his own era. The behavior of the White Deer Immortal trampling on the "Past Mountain" was a provocation in their eyes.

Although the other party may not be simple, which of these people sitting here is a simple person?

The White Deer Immortal walked slowly forward, and with every step he took, large areas of restrictions would break under his feet. He didn't stop until he got close. The gray-black color of the mountains in the past and the bright white color of the White Deer Immortal formed two completely different areas.

"Why are you struggling, my friend? I am an expert in this field and will never leave you in any pain."

Ignoring the words of the snake-headed demon and Peng Jiang, the White Deer Immortal's eyes fell on the wooden Taoist priest behind him. This guy was the one that Taoist Changqing specifically asked to be taken back, and he couldn't let him get away no matter what. As for the people around him, they were all chickens and dogs in the eyes of the White Deer Immortal, not worth mentioning.

"This is the Past Mountain. Even if you are a resurrected innate god, don't even think about causing trouble here." The Taoist wooden carving had a gloomy expression.

What does it mean to leave no pain?

He was living well and was about to cultivate the Shangqing Qi and touch the threshold of the Emperor Realm, but he was inexplicably targeted by this old madman, so now he has to take refuge in the past mountain and become the subordinate of the mountain master.

"My fellow Taoist, it is true that enemies should be resolved rather than resolved."

The mountain master finally couldn't help but speak, wanting to resolve the grudge. In his opinion, both the White Deer Immortal and the Woodcarving Taoist were rare strong men among their "disaster demons". Such people must be brought together to jointly deal with the constraints of disaster energy.

boom!!

Before the mountain master finished speaking, he discovered that the White Deer Immortal in front of him had suddenly disappeared. A circle of translucent power exploded, and the entire space of the mountain range shook.

"This immortal's technique is pure, and it has been verified by three fellow practitioners before."

The figure of the White Deer Immortal seemed to teleport, and when he landed again, he had already reached the core of the mountain range. The circular force exploded above everyone's head, and several demons who were relatively close to him only felt their eyes light up, and then they were pressed to the ground by the invisible force like mud, turning into a pool of blood.

"presumptuous!!"

The former mountain master, who had originally planned to win over the White Deer Immortal, suddenly became gloomy.

As an innate god from the ancient times, the Lord of Past Mountain possesses the means of "time reversal". He is the only master in Past Mountain. Since his resurrection, all the demons that come to Past Mountain have to act according to his mood. Even special demons like the Woodcarving Taoist have to bow to him. And now the White Deer Immortal actually stepped in directly, not only destroying the restrictions of Past Mountain, but also killing dozens of people in front of him.

This is tantamount to rubbing his face on the ground. If this man is not killed, his prestige will be affected in the future.

The mountain master stepped forward and stomped his right foot on the ground.

The black wave swept over, and the gray-black power spread. The area that was previously stained by the white light of the White Deer Immortal disappeared visibly. The broken stones and the ground quickly pieced together and reorganized in an incredible way. Even the weeds and dead branches that turned to dust were restored to their original appearance under the influence of this power.

Several puddles of flesh and blood on the ground squirmed and returned to their previous state.

Time goes backwards!

The time near the mountains in the past flowed back to before the arrival of the White Deer Immortal.

"You want to stop me?"

The White Deer Immortal's eyes turned, and the white light around him lit up again, forming a new balance, preventing himself from being swept away by the light of the former mountain master.

"Although I don't know which era you are from, this is my dojo."

The past mountain master's eyes flickered, sensing the power repelled by the White Deer Immortal, and he became more wary of this new "evil fellow". In the past, any evil spirit who dared to cause trouble in the past mountain range would definitely be beaten to a pulp by him.

"Everything in the world has a destiny. Brother Mu's fate was determined the moment he saw me." The White Deer Immortal said with a smile, and an invisible force acted on the wooden Taoist.

"curse?!"

The Taoist woodcarver suddenly felt uneasy. He couldn't understand the White Deer Immortal's magical powers, but he knew that this person was definitely going to attack him. So he subconsciously shouted loudly, trying to use this method to make the other party hesitate.

"If he had known that he would get into trouble with this lunatic, he would never have gone to that cave no matter what!"

He regrets it deeply now.

He felt that the source of all the troubles was in that cave. If he hadn't coveted the "life" in that cave, how could he have ended up like this? But he didn't know that the reason why the White Deer Immortal appeared in the cave was entirely because of his existence. The three people including the burly demon were all implicated by him and suffered an unprovoked disaster.

"How can the magic of this emperor be compared with the mere curse technique?"

The White Deer Immortal took another step, and with each step, a lotus flower would grow under his feet. What he cast was not a curse, but destiny. This was the supreme magic he mastered in the world of calamity. Before learning the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", he relied on this magical power to become an immortal emperor.

The wooden Taoist priest felt goosebumps all over his body, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the picture, he was lying dead on the mountain, surrounded by ruins. The mountain owner and Peng Jiang and others had all turned into corpses, and only someone was standing in the center of the ruins, looking at him with a smile.

That is the predetermined 'future'. (End of this chapter)