The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Hearing what Yang Jian and Nezha said, Qin Xuan immediately understood that the two were actually worried about something.Immediately he smiled unhappily.

"What are you worried about, don't worry. The relationship between those powerful ones is not as simple as you think."

"Brother, do you mean we'll be fine?"

A surprised expression appeared on Nezha's face.

Before Qin Xuan could answer, the three of them suddenly felt the surrounding clouds tremble.

"What kind of monsters and ghosts are they, show me quickly!"

Nezha threw the Huntian Ling from his body, and the fiery red Huntian Ling immediately formed a circle, constantly stirring the surrounding clouds, exposing a large area, but there was still no one figure.

"How is this going?"

"I would like to ask you what's going on?"

Seeing the appearance of Yang Jian and Nezha, Qin Xuan shook his head and said:

"Kunlun Mountain is a holy place for teaching, do you think there are any demons and ghosts who dare to attack the two of you in Kunlun Mountain?"

"Yup……"

Nezha only then reacted, and immediately scratched his head in embarrassment, and reached out his hand to take back Huntianling.

But unexpectedly, the Huntian Ling, which originally belonged to Nezha, did not follow Nezha's instructions and flew back at all, but continued to coil in the air.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Huntianling. I didn't expect that old boy Taiyi to give all the treasures to his disciples."

Not only did Hun Tianling disobey Nezha's orders, but even an old man's laughter echoed around them. Nezha and Yang Jian were stunned for a moment, but Qin Xuan smiled slightly and turned his face away. Only the jade-white hand pointed directly into the cloud.

I only heard the cloud and mist stagnate for a moment, and then even with a loud "bang", even the cloud and mist collapsed directly under the impact. I saw a distant mountain, which was directly smashed in half by Qin Xuan's finger. hilltop.

Right in the middle of the sky, there was an old man in a white Taoist robe and holding a wooden staff standing still. Behind him (beef) was the high mountain that was smashed by Qin Xuan's finger.

"It seems that Daoist Deng Deng is right, you are really a master of the world."

Holding a wooden staff, the old man with a childish face and crane turned around slowly and leisurely, glanced at the mountain that was almost razed to the ground, nodded slightly and turned around again.

Looking at the old man who appeared, Qin Xuan calmly put down his hand, while Yang Jian and Nezha on the side stared wide-eyed and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Although they could all guess that Qin Xuan should have a very strong strength, they never thought that Qin Xuan could destroy a mountain with just a single finger, and it seemed that it was only fleeting.

With such strength, even if they just wanted to make a move, they would be killed in Qin Xuan's hands directly and inexplicably, right?

At this time, Nezha finally understood how ridiculous it was that he challenged Qin Xuan last time. It turned out that Qin Xuan was just playing around with him.

Seeing Nezha and Yang Jian, who were a little shocked at the same place, the old man with a childish face and a childish face directly bowed and saluted Qin Xuan, his expression full of respect for the strong.

Seeing this old man, Yang Jian and Nezha, who were still immersed in deep shock, then reacted and understood that this old man was the one who had just appeared beside them.

Recalling the time when Daoist Burning Lamp, Nezha no longer did anything casually, and asked rather cautiously:

"Grandpa, who are you?"

"Hehehe, it's normal for you little dolls not to know the old man. It's a miracle that Taiyi and Yuding didn't teach you two good seedlings."

The old man looked at Nezha and Yang Jian up and down with a wooden stick, and then said with a smile.

Hearing the old man's words mentioning his master, Yang Jian and Nezha immediately determined that the old man in front of him must also be an elder in the Chan sect, and they were immediately overjoyed.

"Grandpa, is it possible that you are one of the twelve golden immortals?"

"Twelve Golden Immortals?"

The old man was startled for a moment, then he twisted his white beard and looked up and laughed.

"It seems that the lord did not tell you the identity of the old man. Although the old man is not one of the twelve golden immortals, the old man is also your uncle."

"Also, it's Uncle Master."

"Master?"

Nezha and Yang Jian immediately looked at each other.

"Yes, the old man is the first disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun in the sect of interpretation, the Antarctic fairy."

The old man with a childlike face laughed, but his words surprised both Nezha and Yang Jian. ."

Chapter seven hundred and ninety-eight pressure Yuanshi Tianzun

As the eldest disciple of the sage Yuanshi Tianzun, the Antarctic Immortal Master Weng will definitely not be a big man inferior to the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian and Nezha immediately bowed respectfully towards the Antarctic Fairy Weng who was holding a simple wooden staff.

"I also ask the master to forgive me. This is the first time this junior has set foot on the Kunlun Mountains, and he is a little ignorant."

"Nezha was just unreasonable, please also ask Master ~ Bo to punish."

"Hehehe, it doesn't matter. I just wanted to test you guys."

Nanji Xianweng waved his hand indifferently and said, then looked at Qin Xuan who was standing on the side, and nodded.

"See your lord, Master already knows that your lord is coming, and specially ordered me to come to greet him. As for the twelve immortals, they have all arrived."

Hearing the words of the Antarctic fairy, Yang Jian and Nezha were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other.

The only one who can be honored as Master by the Antarctic Immortal Weng is naturally only the master of the teachings, the Yuanshi Tianzun among the Three Purities.

What they didn't expect was that Qin Xuan's identity was so honorable that even Grand Master came to greet Qin Xuan on the order of the master, and his expression was extremely respectful.