The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Puff!" Jiang Nan fell to the ground.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" a group of juniors suddenly exclaimed.

However, a group of juniors just took a step, and followed their bodies swaying, swaying, and falling to the ground.

One by one fell to the ground, looking at Yan Chuan with horror, it was impossible, how could this be? How could this be?

Everyone looked at Yan Chuan in horror.

Because Feng Shao was still grapes before, how come his body suddenly refuses to do so?

At this time, how can everyone have a master demeanor. There is only despair in his eyes. Not only was the body restrained, but also psychologically was hit unprecedentedly.

Strength? The master of his eighteen essence level was actually planted in the hands of a person of strength level?

God, who can tell me why?

A group of masters fell to the ground, and Liu Jin, Huo Guang, and a group of silver armored warriors opened their eyes. This, is this true?

The soldiers even rubbed their eyes, as if they were dreaming.

In the sky.

Girl: "..................!"

"Huh, Huh!" The crane kept flapping its wings and looked puzzled.

"I see!" The girl's eyes lit up suddenly.

At this moment, the girl's gaze at Yan Chuan became more and more bright.

"This person is extraordinary, despite his strength, he is indeed extraordinary!" The girl exclaimed.

Below, Yan Chuan looked at all the masters who fell to the ground and fainted, his expression still calm.

"Wang, prince, is this?" Liu Jin asked puzzledly.

Seeing Liu Jin and Huo Guang's curiosity, Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Remember what was burned just now?"

"Ah? The fruit just now? Incense burner? It was poisonous smoke before?" Liu Jin suddenly brightened his eyes.

Yan Chuan nodded.

"But, why are we all right?" Liu Jin suddenly wondered.

"I see, the prince asked us to stand to the west just now. The west is the upper wind, and all the poisonous smoke is blown to them!" Huo Guang suddenly said with excitement.

Yan Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, burning incense to welcome guests is the purpose. Now, what are your thoughts?" Yan Chuan looked at the two and asked.

Experience?

The two were slightly taken aback, but when they saw Yan Chuan's serious eyes, they suddenly understood that this is the prince who is trying to test himself, or in other words, teaching himself something.

Experience?

These two words sounded so harsh and awkward in the ears of Jiangnan and others in the distance.

"Master, I understand, the people of the immortal gate are also humans, we should not deify them! They are nothing great!" Huo Guang said suddenly.

"Yes, what they have more than us is only their cultivation base. In many cases, their strength is not only the cultivation base, but also their brains!" Liu Jin also understood something.

"Okay, it's good if you can understand this!" Yan Chuan said with satisfaction.

"Yes!" The two were overjoyed.

"Master, how do these people deal with?" Liu Jin asked.

"Do you want to kill it? Just find a place to bury it!" Huo Guang said with a chill in his eyes.

As soon as Huo Guang spoke, the eighteen people who fell to the ground suddenly looked sad and frustrated, and couldn't speak. Was the master of his own dignified essence, just like this, died in the hands of a group of mortals?

Several women even started crying in shock.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and shook his head.

"These young shoots have come out to practice, and there must be a master secretly escorting them!" Yan Chuan smiled.

Buds? Everyone felt bored again. Especially Jiangnan, in Dahezong, but the third generation of disciples, big brothers, who are more than the first, how arrogant? At this moment, if he didn't make a move, he became a prisoner, and was even described as a bud by a strength mortal? What a blow this is.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Yan Chuan, good style, long time no see!" A burst of laughter suddenly came from the valley.

Then, the figure came from a distance in a flash.

A man in a Taoist robe, with a purple gourd hanging from his waist, a long sword on his back, and a smile on his face.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" the light of rescue suddenly appeared in the eyes of the people who fell to the ground.

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