Now, only a vague distant view could be seen, and people were surprised to find that the sword immortal was there. What was he doing, confronting the creatures in the curtain?
A hazy curtain looms, making people feel extremely uneasy.
The outside world was shocked and wondered, were those immortals? It seemed like someone had died just now and exploded in front of Wang Xuan, with even the flesh and blood burned to ashes.
The crackling sound was heard from time to time, and the signal was getting weaker and weaker. All the major organizations outside were terrified. What was the current situation of Jinding Mountain?
"It can't be opened!" In front of the curtain on Jinding Mountain, a sound came from Wang Xuan's body, and he was very anxious.
Some immortals touched the hook and crossed over, trying to forcibly open Wang Xuan's inner world, but they always failed.
Faintly, he could see some blurry shadows, which should be the special inner space, but why did he fail again and again?
"Time is precious. If we delay any further, something unexpected might happen." Someone spoke up.
Whoosh whoosh!
Several more immortals moved, following the fishing hook and entering Wang Xuan's bleeding palm, wanting to occupy his body and force open that special inner scene.
"Cooperate with me!" Huang Kun's face was distorted. He had made a mistake today, which led to the tragedy of the seven masters in the curtain.
Now, he absolutely would not allow any more accidents to happen, otherwise he would not be able to face that peerless strong man. If anything happened again, he would just commit suicide in advance.
Wang Xuan ignored Huang Kun and looked across at him, saying, "In the world behind the scenes, are the people with flesh and blood the original inhabitants or the newly condensed bodies? What is your state?"
He was thinking and comparing. The strange world he entered through the mist rising from the earth of life was also a world where physical objects and spiritual entities coexisted.
If the two are connected, he should be able to do a lot if he finds the right time.
Huang Kun couldn't stand him. He was about to die, but he was still asking all kinds of questions. He was truly ignorant and fearless!
He grabbed Wang Xuan's neck, his face gloomy, completely different from the gentleness he had shown in the ancestral temple, and said in a cold voice: "Shut up and behave yourself!"
"You'd better put your hands down and show me some respect." Wang Xuan said coldly.
Huang Kun laughed angrily. He had ascended to heaven and was listed among the immortals, but he was repeatedly looked down upon by a young man from the world who dared to speak to him like that.
However, his body stiffened for a moment, because behind the scenes, the immortals were watching him. A group of living beings looked unfriendly, thinking that he was not doing his job well. Was this the time for a fight of wits?
Huang Kun silently let go of his hand and for the time being, just one word: endure!
He stared at Wang Xuan, and had already regarded him as a dead man, as if he saw the desolate scene of his spirit decaying and his body shattering. What if he had a special inner scene? There was no time to grow up!
"Why do you hate me and have hostility towards me? In fact, it should be me who thinks you are disgusting."
Wang Xuan looked back at Huang Kun. He really hated this man. He was vicious and evil to the core.
If the ancients and immortals were all like this, then they should all be beaten to death. They are not good people.
"You said harsh and angry words, what can you do?" Huang Kun adjusted his mood, calmed down, and said lightly: "Your inner scene will disappear, and your real body will rot. This is your end. I won't bother with you now!"
"I will settle it with you." Wang Xuan said.
"Hehe..." Huang Kun sneered and looked down on him, too lazy to say anything more.
At the end of the sky, a warship appeared and crossed the sky. Its speed was really fast. It was not very large, but a small to medium-sized ship.
However, the cold hull still gave people a terrifying feeling of oppression. Once this kind of war weapon was fully operational, massacring a city would be an understatement. It would not be a problem to pierce through the earth and destroy mountains and rivers.
"If we don't accept local missions, we will be sanctioned by the chaebols and major organizations. No one can use warships on the new star." In the ship, a middle-aged man from the Gray Blood Organization was covered in cold sweat.
Old Chen was sitting in the main control room, staring at the big screen with murderous intent. He looked back at him, which made him tremble immediately and swallow the rest of his words.
"We know our limits!" Chen Yongjie glanced at him, walked to the side, took out a small yellow gourd, and a figure quickly jumped out of it. It was Wang Xuan.
"How can it be okay for the Sun family to do this? Otherwise, you can use the Sun family's flag." Wang Xuan spoke in the battleship.
The middle-aged man saw the extra person, recognized who he was, and after hearing these words, he began to wipe his cold sweat.
"Is that the decision?" Wang Xuan looked back at him, urging him to speed up.
The warship arrived outside Linyu City. Its smooth lines were full of beauty, but also extremely dangerous.
"Forget it, I abide by the law and will follow the rules of Nova for now. But we definitely can't do this when we fight the Immortals. By then, we will be dealing with foreign enemies, resisting foreign humiliation, and defending our land and borders!"
Wang Xuan left the warship in a small airship, but the weapons he used were not weak at all. He locked onto the Huang family ancestral temple, ready to destroy Huang Kun's immortal life - his true bones, and cut off his roots first!
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