My Fantasy Comes to One Billion Years Later

In contrast to Lin Tian's joy and peace on one side, Di Ming Sheng Ancestor on the other side was the opposite.

"What! Master Diming Saint Ancestor! You! What are you betting on!" Shan Lao stood in front of Di Ming Saint Ancestor and roared frantically, his mouth and saliva almost spraying on Di Ming Ancestor's face.

Di Ming Saint Ancestor, who was originally holding the tea very calmly and wanted to take a sip, was startled by Shan Lao's sudden roar, not because he was frightened by Shan Lao's loud voice.

But he was frightened by the courage of the old man, who gave him such courage or what gave him such courage to make him daring to roar at the existence of a half-step sacred peak realm, Spout?

Di Ming Sheng Ancestor gently put down the tea cover and held down the tea cup.

Di Ming Saint Ancestor, who originally wanted to learn the arty style of Xuanfei Saint Master and consume some time while drinking tea, finally accumulated a little good mood and good sentiment, and was immediately wiped out by Shan Lao's roar.

But Di Ming Shengzu didn't rush to slap the old man. After all, he was already a veteran figure of Tianbaoshan. To shoot this guy to death himself, there must be a manager.

Besides, Holy Ancestor Diming is now very curious about the reason for Shanlao's courage to commit such a crime, and wonder why Shanlao did such a thing.

This curiosity was greater than Di Ming Shengzu's desire to punish Shan Lao.

So Di Ming Shengzu who put the tea set waved his hand, dusted his robe, and stood up from his seat.

"Lu" gave a smile that he thought was very bright, and looked at Shan Lao with a smile and asked, "Old Shan, who gave you the courage to let you talk to me like this."

And this scene fell in the eyes of the old man. The moment Diming Saint Ancestor stood up, he seemed to have been shrunk countless times, or in other words, Di Ming Saint Ancestor magnified countless times.

The smile "showed" by Holy Ancestor Diming condensed a huge **** face in the sky.

Although he still had a smile on his face, the lifeless feeling made Shan Lao shudder.

At the same time, the boiling blood of the old man calmed down.

In an instant, Shan Lao's cold sweat soaked his back.

Shan Lao began to look back at what he was doing now?

How could I be so reckless.

Recalling the world before Yizhuxiang, I was still mining the best Xianyuan Mai and Tianbaoshan disciples constantly. Although I was very embarrassed when I was working hard, I saw that the disciples got the smiles of Xianyuan. Very beautiful.

But at this time, there was a loud noise in the sky, "Old Shan, come to the chamber."

The sound echoed "Dang" the Xianyuan Mai, Shan Lao raised his head and heard that it was the voice of Di Ming Sheng Ancestor.

I just thought about leaving, but discovered that all the Tianbaoshan disciples were looking at themselves with wide eyes.

Those eyes were full of various worries.

Seeing these eyes, Shan Lao suddenly filled his heart with power. Even if he was to be punished by the Heavenly Treasure Saint Sect for a crime of "confusing" the crowd, he would die without regret.

He looked at the owners with worrying eyes one after another, and nodded at these lovely disciples, indicating that they should not worry too much about themselves. I will go and return. You continue to explore with peace of mind.

Then he stepped out and flew to the conference hall of Tianbaoshan.

I saw Di Ming Saint Ancestor who was summoning the whirlwind to play.

auzw.com Natou worshiped the Diming Ancestor, but was stopped by an invisible force on his knees to prevent him from worshiping.

"Okay, I don't like to rectify these vanity etiquettes, the avenue is simple, and I will cultivate immortals well in the future, and reduce the red tape. I am not the guy who is Xuanfei." It turned out that the divine ancestor didn't like this kind of reception and worshipped. Because of the red tape, the old man did not pay him respect.

After all, Holy Ancestor Diming never worshiped the holy ranks, and had always respected them with respect. This is his own pride.

Then Diming Saint Ancestor finally succeeded in summoning the whirlwind to play the tea he himself saw before the Holy Master Xuanfei was drinking.

When I first came to this Tianbao Mountain and saw the Xuanfei Holy Master drinking alone, he was not embarrassed to ask for a drink.

At this time, the Holy Master Xuanfei finally left, Tianbaoshan was only the biggest one, and finally he could drink a cup of tea without being disturbed by anyone.

Di Ming Shengzu's mood improved all at once.

By the way, the old mountain was also pleasing to the eye.

Originally, I called Lao Shan Lao just to order him to prepare the outer space of Tianbao Mountain, and ten days later, he would come to Tiandi Lin Tian for a new gambling game.

But because of the good mood brought about by this tea, Di Ming Shengzu decided to explain his battle bet against Lin Tian a little bit more with this old man.

I happily finished the adapted version of Diming Shengzu, telling the story of how he cleverly let a somewhat silly emperor coax a half-step holy immortal weapon into his life, and then a decisive battle ten days later.

After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, waiting for Shan Lao's shock and admiration, but saw Shan Lao who was wide-eyed and speechless.

Elder Shan's hands trembled slightly.

Di Ming Sheng Zu laughed, and he didn't expect this old mountain man to be so supportive, and he couldn't speak in surprise.

Then I’m afraid that the old mountain is as much as the seawater.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming nodded, thinking that he should have another sip of tea at this time to be more perfect, so he lowered his arrogant head.

Just when Di Ming Sheng Ancestor bowed his head to ask for this tea from the river.

Shan Lao walked quickly in front of Diming Ancestor, very fast and swift, and stepped in front of Diming Ancestor in a few steps.

After roaring the first sentence, Shan Lao saw that he seemed to roar Di Ming Sheng Ancestor.

But then the old man was scared.

The blood face in the sky seemed to exist, and it was constantly attacking him with an invisible murderous aura and might.

He was almost pressing the old man into the ground.

At this time, Old Shan swallowed nervously, and found that as if he was frightened by fear, the temperature of his body suddenly rose to a limit, and he almost burned the water in his body.

And that face was getting closer and closer, and gradually the old man felt that his whole person was about to be crushed.

Di Ming Saint Ancestor reduced his smile, and the feeling of being crushed instantly disappeared from Shan Lao.

Shan Lao's knees that could no longer be supported softened and fell to the ground, panting with his hands on the ground, head down.

Diming Saint Ancestor stared at all this blankly.

Indifferent and powerful. ..