Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 2008 A Generation of Imperial Teachers

At this moment, everyone is wandering in the endless galaxy. They are in the void, but they can clearly see that there is an extremely dazzling continent on the opposite side. It is a boundary in the void and the edge of the continent.

"There is the end of the real road to immortality, the place that countless people dream of and can go to, the Heavenly Emperor's Realm!" Dizang whispered, and at this moment, he couldn't help but be moved.

"For so many years, I have been waiting, finally, the road to immortality is opened." Dizang sighed.

"Indeed, this way..." Wu Tian nodded, and just now he opened his mouth, when suddenly he frowned.

Because, in the void opposite them, unexpectedly, a throne exuding a deep purple light appeared, which seemed to be made of black iron, and there was a white-haired old man in a silver-white robe with loose hair, sitting on the throne. On the throne, with his head lowered, he moved slowly towards the crowd.

"Who is that?" Dizang squinted his eyes, and could feel that around the comer, there was an incomparably powerful zhenqi, which continued to condense and spread, and even, behind him, there was a Zhoutian phantom, in Constantly flickering.

"Is that person dead or alive?" Wu Tian couldn't help but speak, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because that person is too weird, he is clearly a supreme powerhouse, but at this moment, his body is decayed, and the closer he is to them, the more clearly he can see it.

The old man was old, his body was rotten, and there was dark blood flowing in the wound. It was ominous, cause and effect, and it was constantly corrupting his body that had lost its vitality.

Moreover, beside him, there was a series of karma, which turned into shackles, constantly manifesting in the void, trying to completely devour the old man's body.

At the same time, beside the old man, Ziwei was surging with true energy. In his hand, he was holding a pitch-black object, which seemed to be a sword fetus, which had already rusted. It looked like ordinary iron.

When the old man arrived, Wu Tian and the others had their eyes narrowed, their breathing became deep, and they remained silent.

They finally saw clearly that the jet-black throne itself was actually golden in color, but there was too much ominousness and darkness circulating on it, constantly eroding the throne, turning it into black and purple.

"Did you die?" Wu Tian silently stepped forward and looked at the old man. At this moment, he didn't know whether the old man was dead or alive, and he couldn't even see through his realm. Now, at this moment, with his state, he can't touch him, even if he gets too close, he may be turned into powder in an instant.

"What kind of person is this?" Dizang was shocked. The gap between him and Wu Tian also appeared at this moment, because Wu Tian was able to approach the old man, fight in the void, and carefully examine him. .

However, he can only take a look from a distance, if he looks at it for a long time, his eyes will be stinging, even, there is an indescribable feeling emerging in his body, it is a kind, it makes him want to kneel and worship Intention, even the subconsciousness and impulse that the soul is about to explode.

"It's stronger than I imagined." In the end, Wu Tian let out a long sigh and couldn't continue to look at it.

Because this person is too powerful, if he continues, he will probably be disintegrated, and his body can't bear it. The state of this old man is beyond description and beyond his expectations.

"This man hasn't died yet." In the end, Wu Tian only came to this simple conclusion.

"He was seriously injured and had been corroded by ominousness and darkness. If it were someone else, he would have died a long time ago, but he is still alive. It is unimaginable that this throne is carrying him on his back, moving forward aimlessly, just being The starry sky pushes forward, I don't know where it is going, but it is gradually moving away from the Heavenly Emperor Realm, it seems that it is waiting for death to come." Wu Tian whispered.

"Is he still alive? What kind of powerful existence is it, and who is it, who can hurt him to this extent?" Immortal Emperor Wuzhong said, his body was trembling slightly, and he couldn't understand that it was not that the deity was willing to surrender, but It was the blood in his body that was shocked by this huge power.

At this moment, suddenly, the old man on the throne opened his eyes, shocking everyone around him, showing strange colors.

Moreover, Immortal Emperor Wuzhong and others retreated first, because even if a strong person of this level just opened his eyes, that unintentional look could kill them and make them split.

At this moment, Wu Tian raised the immortal sword as a barrier, stepped forward together with Dizang, and stared at the old man closely.

The old man's eyes slowly opened. At this moment, the eyes were cloudy, but emitting a cold light, like a silver giant sword, sweeping across the sky, tearing apart nothingness, and everything that looked around was shattered and turned into a black hole.

"Cough cough..."

Then, the old man coughed lightly, and Wu Tian and others felt the shaking of the world. This world, as if unable to bear it, almost collapsed, burying them all.

However, the old man recovered quickly, squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the wound on his body, showed a helpless smile, then looked back, staring at Wu Tian, ​​Dizang and others.

"Is it...the successor?" The old man said in a low voice.

"I've met senior." Wu Tian saluted, showing great respect for the old man.

Because he knew that this old man, even though his injuries were slumped and he was on the verge of life and death, still had the power to kill them all with just a flick of his finger.

It's just that the other party showed no hostility, nor did they choose to devour their young flesh and blood, soul, and spiritual power to compensate for himself, allowing him to survive at least for a while.

"It's fate that you...you are full of vigor." The old man sighed, feeling a little helpless and sympathetic.

"I don't know who the senior is, what kind of accidents he has encountered, and he has been severely injured today. Is there a way for us, the juniors, to help each other?" Wu Tian asked.

"At this point, he is already dying and cannot be saved." The old man smiled and shook his head slightly.

"In itself, I exiled myself in the Milky Way because I didn't want my whole body to be acquired by the enemy, but I never thought that I would encounter you and others. I felt a trace of familiarity in you and others."

"It's better to wait for a chance for you." The old man nodded slightly, and then, seeing the immortal sword in Wu Tian's hand, his eyes froze.

"Are you from... that realm, nine heavens and ten earths?" the old man suddenly asked.

"That's right, senior has seen people from our world?" Wu Tian was a little surprised.

"Emperor Chuangwu once came from nine heavens and ten places, and he was one of my disciples." The old man shocked everyone when he opened his mouth.

"Chuangwu Emperor's... Master? In this realm?" Wu Tian swallowed.

(End of this chapter)