The ancient giant turtle: his understanding is incredible, join the chat group

Guiyuan naturally redeemed them all without saying a word. The theory of the three thousand avenues of the eternal world is quite big, and now that Linglong Immortal has learned about the fate of his destiny, he will definitely look for other ways.

[You have observed the Great Body Protection Technique and integrated it into your own magical power, 'Eternal Immortality', to enhance its defense...]

[You have observed the great dragon physiognomy, combined with the way of the ancestral dragon, the shape of the ancestral dragon increases its power...]

[You have observed the Great World Technique and integrated it into your own perception...]

There was still some gain in the eternal world. Then he turned his attention to the other two people in the group chat. One of the names in the group was Half-Blood Prince. This seemed to be a Western style. It should come from the West similar to Peter and the others. world.

Among the newcomers, there is another one from the Tianlong World.

Needless to say, the last 'hanging man in mid-air' is a person from the Tianlong World. This name is so abstract. When Guiyuan recalls the Tianlong World, it seems that there is only Wu Yazi.

[The ancient giant turtle uploaded the memory "My wife is my sister, I am not my father's son", which is in line with the fate of the group member's "hanging man in the sky"... No downloading is allowed. 】

[Huang Rong: Huh? The newcomer didn't say anything, but the group leader had already sent out his destiny trajectory. It seemed that the newcomer was summoned from the world designated by the group leader. 】

[Zhang Sanfeng: Didn’t the group leader say before that there are timelines further back in our world? Could it be that person? 】

[Ning Zhongze: I don’t know which senior it is. 】

[Cheng Ying: Looking forward to it.jpg. 】

In the group chat, they speculated that this 'hanging man in mid-air' was the last member of their mixed martial arts world, and they all emerged from the diving one by one.

…

The world of Tianlong.

Wu Yazi, who was hanging weakly in mid-air, was still in shock. Just when he was still lingering on his last breath, another voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

He still hasn't figured out what's going on.

He saw that the thing that appeared like a condensed energy had a new option, and asked him if he wanted to go in and watch the ring. After watching it, his mind was still shaking.

The existence that looked like an immortal god was actually instantly suppressed by a supreme giant turtle, and the one who covered the sun and moon, with eyes like stars, was the leader of the group.

He carefully followed what those in the group chat said and entered the group file to view the new member prompts. Fortunately, this fairy fate did not require hands, otherwise he would not be able to use it even in front of his eyes.

In his eyes, this new chat group is Xianyuan.

Originally, what he wanted was to find a successor to pass on all his skills. He had not violated his responsibility as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, but now immortal fate appeared.

His dead heart is now resurrected. Since it is immortal fate, he will definitely resume his method.

After reading the newcomers' tips, he was even more shocked. It turned out that they were all frogs in the well, and the world was bigger and more mysterious than he had imagined.

Just as he was thinking about how to find a chance to recover, he discovered that the supreme group leader actually posted his fateful trajectory, without even speaking in the group.

[Wu Yazi: Thanks to the immortal for the gift. 】

[Zhang Sanfeng: Wu Yazi? I’ve never heard of it, maybe it’s been so long. 】

[Huang Rong: I haven’t heard of it either. @Wu Yazi, senior, what sect do you belong to? 】

[Wu Yazi: It’s better not to call me senior, I’m just a bad old man, from the Xiaoyao sect. You should have heard of it. 】

While Wu Yazi was looking at the trajectory of fate, he was chatting by the way. Listening to what they said, these people seemed to be of the same line as his world, but they were separated from him by hundreds of years.

When Huang Rong asked him what sect he was from, he quickly said.

Although he has lost all his martial arts skills and has all his muscles and veins broken, he is extremely knowledgeable and as a newcomer, he should not put on airs.

However, he was a little proud when he talked about the Xiaoyao Sect. After all, the Xiaoyao Sect was the best sect in the world. Even though there were only a few disciples, the three of them were once famous in the martial arts world.

The name Xiaoyao Sect is a mysterious and powerful sect above the martial arts world.

Even if he is hidden in this place, his six disciples are still famous outside. It is said that the senior sisters and junior sisters are also famous outside. Hundreds of years later, the Xiaoyao sect should have a few words left.

[Huang Rong: Xiaoyao Sect? never heard of that. 】

[Zhang Sanfeng: With the word "Xiaoyao", it seems that the senior is also a member of the Taoist sect. 】

[Cheng Ying: I haven’t heard of it either. 】

[Wu Yazi: How is it possible... Is there still Shaolin in the world? 】

[Huang Rong: Of course, the number one sect in the world, even if it is not famous now, no one dares to look down on Shaolin. 】

[Wu Yazi: When my Xiaoyao Sect was still there, Shaolin did not dare to call itself the number one sect in the world. 】

[Huang Rong: Well, senior, don’t worry, maybe you’ll understand after reading the trajectory of fate. 】

Wu Yazi frowned. Xiaoyao Sect actually had no time at this time, but these group members would not lie to him. When he saw Huang Rong, he began to carefully watch the trajectory of fate.

When he saw a man named Shaolin Man break his exquisite chess game, his face turned ugly. He had originally set up the exquisite chess game, and this chess game was integrated into his chess game with the astronomy and geography he had learned.

What he wants to choose is actually a person with a simple mind. What happened with Ding Chunqiu really hit him hard. He hopes that his successor will be a person with a simple mind.

Therefore, the Linglong chess game actually means that you have to play randomly to win.

But they are not from Shaolin.

He is a Taoist.

If you choose a Shaolin disciple as your disciple, wouldn't that mean you are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors?

The person who had obtained the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu did not come in. He could only smile bitterly at the fate. Now he has two descendants, one is Duan Yu and the other is Xu Zhu.

After he passed his skills to Xu Zhu, his role was over.

But he didn't just stop watching. He mainly wanted to see why Xiaoyao Sect disappeared.

Soon, he saw that Duan Yu, who had obtained the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu, was from the Duan family in Dali, and finally entered Tianlong Temple, which meant that he did not rebuild the Xiaoyao Sect.

Xu Zhu became the master of the Lingjiu Palace, and finally dismissed the subordinates of the Lingjiu Palace, leaving only a few maids. From then on, the Xiaoyao Sect completely disappeared from the martial arts world.

"Pass it, pass it, pass it, pass it on!"

Wu Yazi felt that he was not that aggrieved when he was abolished. A Xiaoyao sect of his size was lost like this.

But it doesn't matter, now that he has obtained immortality, he will be saved.

And pass it to the fart!

"Master! Someone has broken your exquisite chess game..."

At this time, Su Xinghe's voice came in, with a hint of joy.

"Don't pass it on, just pass it on! Let him go!"

Wu Yazi yelled.