Longevity for 1 Billion Years, Cultivating into an Immortal Emperor Before Emerging

Qin Shou was reincarnated into a cultivation world, gaining a system in his mind that allowed him to draw a lottery prize once every day. However, 59 consecutive years of drawing nothing brought Qi...

Chapter 161 Xue Yueqing is going to attack the Ten Thousand Wilderness? Qing Shan Yun Anran...

Now that they have a powerful demon emperor at the Void Realm in charge, they can finally fight their way back openly and legitimately.

"good! "

"However, before attacking the cultivation world, first follow me to conquer the Hundred Thousand Wildernesses, subdue the demon race, and incidentally slay a human sword cultivator!"

Xue Yueqing stood up, his powerful aura shaking all around.

"Long live the Great Demon Emperor!"

"Long live the Great Demon Emperor!"

"Long live the Great Demon Emperor!"

Upon seeing this, the billions of demons raised their arms and shouted in unison, their eyes burning with fervor.

They have been waiting for this day for a long time.

The thought of those humans soon becoming food for their demon race drove them mad with excitement.

"Set off! "

"Follow me to conquer this cultivation world!"

With a wave of his hand, Xue Yueqing led the two demon emperors, and tens of millions of demon beasts surged out of the Hundred Thousand Swamps and headed north.

Soon, news that the demon race was going to attack human territory spread throughout the entire Yunzhou.

On this day, Yunzhou was shaken.

All the monks felt a powerful sense of oppression and fear.

This is because a powerful demon emperor at the Void Realm emerged from the Hundred Thousand Great Swamps, and among the human race, there is no powerful being at the Void Realm who can rival him.

For a time, many forces in Yunzhou were filled with anxiety and felt their situation was precarious.

Some are calling on our human race to see if there are any powerful beings who can penetrate the void, and urging them to come out of the mountains to slay the demon!

Many sects and forces also joined forces to discuss establishing defensive lines outside the Ten Thousand Great Swamps to jointly resist the invasion of the demon race.

Of course, many other factions, upon receiving the news, immediately moved their entire clans to other states to seek refuge, fearing they would be implicated.

In short, Yunzhou, which was already in chaos, became even more chaotic in a short time.

...

Yunzhou, Xuantian Sword Sect.

On a sacred mountain, on the edge of a cliff, beneath an ancient pine tree, lies a chessboard with black and white pieces.

On either side of the chessboard, a man in a green robe and a woman in white sat facing each other.

He appeared to be a middle-aged man in white, wearing a crown and a long sword at his waist, sitting upright.

The young man in the blue robe was handsome and refined, leaning against an ancient pine tree with his robe slightly open and a faint smile on his lips. He exuded a mix of nonchalance, languor, and idiocy.

"Hey, Little Xuanzi, it's been centuries! Your chess skills have improved quite a bit!"

The young man in the blue robe let out an extremely exaggerated exclamation.

Feng Beixuan's lips twitched. He didn't know whether to be happy or not to be praised by a terrible chess player.

"Terrifying! Terrifying indeed!"

"You've actually forced me to use all my strength against you."

The young man in the blue robe sat up straight, staring intently at the chessboard.

Holding a white piece in his hand, he hesitated to make a move.

A cold sweat began to seep from his forehead.

Upon seeing this, Feng Beixuan immediately stood up, took several steps back, and assumed a defensive stance.

The young man in the blue robe looked up and stared at Feng Beixuan with a puzzled expression.

"Little Xuanzi, the rain was falling so well, why did you stop?"

"I lost!"

Feng Beixuan decisively admitted defeat.

Because he knew this person's nature all too well; to win the game, he would "use any means necessary."

He was certain that if he had retreated even half a breath later, he would have had another big slap on his face and be asked if he had lost.

The cold sweat beading on his forehead was proof of that.

When I was a child, it was always like this: I was recognized as a chess genius in the sect. My master and uncles all praised me for my clever little brain and said that I would definitely achieve great things in the future.

His senior brother, the young man in the green robe in front of him, would come to him to play chess every time in order to prove that he was the smartest kid in the sect. Every time he was about to lose, he would ride on his back and attack him, asking him if he had lost yet.

Therefore, he earned the powerful title of "unbeatable in every game" whenever he played against himself thereafter.

Therefore, many senior and junior sisters in the sect looked at this senior brother with admiration.

Many of his fellow disciples in the sect knew the inside story of this matter, but none of them dared to utter a sound, because anyone who did was beaten up by his fists.

If I stood out in the sect from a young age because of my intelligence, then this Senior Brother Yun in front of me stood out in the sect, and even in the entire Yunzhou cultivation world, because of his strong fists, unreasonableness, and shamelessness.

"What? You lost!"

The young man in the blue robe frowned, carefully observing the chess pieces on the board. After a long while, he seemed to suddenly realize something, his eyes widening in disbelief as he muttered:

"So, my chess skills have become this formidable!"

Feng Beixuan: ..........? ? ?

Even though I'm used to it, I still can't help but want to curse, "Shameless!"

"Haha, Little Xuanzi, don't be too sad. After all, your senior brother's mind is universally acknowledged to be powerful and intelligent."

The young man in the green robe appeared in front of Feng Beixuan in a flash. Feng Beixuan instinctively tried to dodge, but he found that he couldn't dodge at all.

He watched as the slap landed slowly and deliberately on his shoulder.

Seeing this, Feng Beixuan sighed and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Senior brother's cultivation has become much stronger.

It can almost be described as unfathomable.

"Little Xuanzi, work hard. I believe you'll never surpass me."

"But even if you keep trying, you still won't surpass me."

"Hahaha........."

The young man in the blue shirt laughed heartily.

He took off the vermilion wine gourd from his waist and took a big gulp of wine.

Snap!

The next moment, a large bag unexpectedly slapped Feng Beixuan's little face.

"Holy crap! Senior brother, what are you doing?"

Feng Beixuan covered his face and retreated repeatedly. This top Nascent Soul Realm expert, who could command the wind and rain outside, was now as aggrieved as a child.

"I'll fuck you!"

The young man in the blue robe rubbed his fists together, approaching Feng Beixuan with a sinister grin.

"Hehehe, Little Xuanzi, it's been a long time since your senior brother has bullied you. Today, we, your senior brother and I, are reunited. I'm so happy that I've decided to bully you for three days and three nights."

However, let's make this clear beforehand: no spiritual power is allowed in the fight, otherwise it will damage the harmony between fellow disciples.

Feng Beixuan shook his head and refused, "No."

"Hehehe, that's not up to you, my dearest junior brother, your senior brother is here, hehehe........." ( ′′??′?`)

"Ah... Senior brother, you're getting more and more perverted..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Half an incense stick later, the young man in the blue robe stood up, pulled up his trousers, and stretched under the ancient pine tree.

"Ah... the feeling of bullying my junior brother is fucking awesome!"

"Senior brother, aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?"

Feng Beixuan stood up, his face bruised and swollen. He glared at his senior brother with a resentful look, but he didn't dare to lash out. He simply lowered his head and straightened his clothes.

He is a man who pays great attention to his appearance.

"Haha, junior brother, I'm just a little too excited because I haven't seen you in so long."

Feng Beixuan: ........Your way of getting excited is by always bullying your junior brothers.

"How was it? Were you happy to see your senior brother?"

The young man in the blue robe hugged Feng Beixuan's arm and shook it happily.

"happy. "

Feng Beixuan gave a perfunctory reply.

Upon seeing this, the young man in the blue robe exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, but you don't seem too happy, senior brother?"

"Oh, I know, you must be complaining that your senior brother's wrestling match with you wasn't long enough, right?"

"It's alright, come on, let your senior brother play with you some more..."

"Wait...wait a minute, I'm so happy, senior brother, look!" (???????) [So happy!]

"Haha, good junior brother, your senior brother will make you even happier..."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!