Infinite Reincarnation: My Talent is Globally Restricted

But on weekdays, these two families are eager to eliminate and annex each other in order to become the dominant family.

If they dare to say that they want to join the Buddhist sect, it will be no different from defecting. They will be chased and killed by the Qingyun sect for thousands of miles, and they will not rest until they die!

After Yinglong returned to the throne, Jiang Chen's Daoxiang hadn't ended yet.

I saw a line of chaos across the sky, dividing the sky into two.

One side of this chaotic line turns into night, while the other side becomes day.

A true dragon of unknown length and size was born from this line of chaos, and then surrounded the entire Tibetan Sword Mountain Range and even the entire Tiannan State with its almost endless dragon body.

The disciples of the Qingyun sect other than Zhangjiao Peak can only get a better understanding of how huge this giant dragon's body is when they stand in the distance.

They could only see a part of the dragon's head and a golden dragon pupil, watching them and everything!

No one can see where the dragon's tail is. They only know that there should be no creature bigger than this dragon in this world.

Half of this dragon's body is as black as ink, and the other half is as white as snow. The huge dragon's head raised to the sky and sprayed out a fire of yin and yang that was also black and white, forming a mysterious and wonderful Tai Chi pattern in the void.

Suddenly, the giant dragon let out a distant dragon chant that seemed to come from the ancient times.

Resounded throughout the land of Kyushu.

The vast Dragon Might ripples out.

In just an instant, a large group of people fell down on Qingyun Peak.

Different from the previous fainting, this time, they knelt down directly, and performed a five-body bow to the giant dragon in front of them.

They couldn't control themselves at all, and their hearts were already so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked, because this was the surrender of every cell in their bodies to the things in front of them.

It seems that in ancient times, they were all just a drop in the ocean, and they were just a part of this giant dragon.

Even the five peak masters are no exception.

A look of shame appeared on Zhang Huaiyu's face, since he was born, he has never knelt down to anyone, except his master Wu Yazi!

The arrogance in his heart made Zhang Huaiyu not succumb to anyone.

Now he was beating his legs and feet frantically, trying to get them under his control.

But unfortunately, this is useless work.

He could only growl loudly, his old face contorted, unable to rage.

Asking him to kneel down to Jiang Chen, a new disciple who just started, he really couldn't accept it!

And the other four senior brothers beside him are not arrogant and unparalleled figures. They are also high in position and respected by thousands of people. How can they kneel down for a fledgling generation!

But they still knelt down!

Apart from Jiang Chen, there was one other person present who could maintain his demeanor and not kneel.

"One glance cuts the morning and evening, and one breath determines Yin and Yang!"

"Candle Dragon!"

Wu Yazi's old voice came, and there was finally a touch of shock in his tone.

Immediately, Wu Yazi laughed heartily: "I can see the appearance of Zhulong with my own eyes once before the fairy dies, this old man will have no regrets in this life, hahaha."

Wu Yazi still maintains a certain degree of control, although it comes from the instinct in his body, it also makes him want to worship the thing in front of him.

But after all, where the strength lies, at this moment he just lowered his high head and showed respect to Zhulong.

But at this time, the entire territory of Tiannan State.

Three billion mortals and tens of billions of birds and beasts that have not yet opened their minds all lost consciousness and became unconscious at this moment.

In Tiannan Prefecture, besides Qingyun Sect, there are nearly ten thousand cultivation sects, including Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, Mohist School, Military School, Yin-Yang School, there are too many to count!

In the world of Kyushu, cultivators are like crucian carp crossing the river.

But as long as you have not reached the seventh-rank realm or above, you must face the direction of Hidden Sword Mountain and kowtow to the ground!

The trembling that came from the depths of their souls made them feel shocked and frightened, but they couldn't give birth to a trace of resistance.

"Master... Master! This, what is going on! I feel that my golden core is trembling slightly, as if there is a will controlling everything!"

"It's Tiannan, I'm afraid the sky will change..."

On Qingyun Peak, Jiang Chen saw the scene of thousands of people bowing before him, and his heart was extremely excited.

Although Jiang Chen doesn't kneel to anyone other than his parents, he welcomes others to kneel to him.

And he also hoped that the longer these people knelt, the better.

Ding--

Suddenly, everyone heard an extremely crisp sound, and then, this sound became the last sound they heard.

The sound of wind, human voice, breathing, heartbeat, and the sound of all things disappear at this moment.

Taking the place where Jiang Chen stood as the center, the nine colors began to spread, and the entire Hidden Sword Mountain Range was gradually coated with a layer of brilliant color by him.