Reflect the world

Chapter 319 My Master Is Awesome (Second Update)
"Who is your master?"

A cold and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Tang Xuanming, like a saw sawing wood, such a cold and hoarse voice made people get goosebumps on their backs.

Tang Xuanming suddenly turned his head, and in the halls on both sides, an existence that he had judged to be a mummy suddenly stood up straight, and walked behind him at some point.

The cold breathing made his hairs explode.

"Master, don't you breathe when you walk?"

"Are the old men around here dead? You won't be cheating on them again later!"

Tang Xuanming jumped back a bit, widening the distance from the ancient god.

He looked panic-stricken, but in fact he let out a sigh of relief.

The ancient god walked out from the front, but did not attack him from behind, which shows that his previous words are still very effective.

This ancient god who was about to die believed his previous nonsense.

"They are all dead, I believe there will be no fraudulent corpses."

The ancient god's words were hoarse and ugly, and his appearance was also not good-looking.

Maybe he was a rare handsome man in the world back then, but when he was unable to resist the invasion of time and aged a little bit from the peak years, he was no better than other mummy in the hall.

The skinny body, like a branch, seems to be a skeleton covered with a layer of skin, the hair on the top of the head is so sparse that there are only a few withered, yellow and dull hairs still standing tenaciously on it.

Wearing a temple-like robe, he looked more like a priest than an ancient god.

His body is bent and crooked, trembling when he walks. He looks like a human who has reached the end of his life. It will not surprise anyone to die at any time, as long as he does not cheat the corpse.

"Are you an angel of jihad? Are you really a figure at the level of a god emperor? Isn't an angel of jihad pure and holy? Why is it like this? That old man is fooling me again?"

The persona Tang Xuanming added to himself is a descendant of an old guy with an extremely extraordinary inheritance, the oldest in the world. He knows a lot of secret information in the world, but he is still a newcomer, the kind who looks easy to fool.

As for who is the oldest old guy?
He can be the number one taboo in ancient times, Dugu Baitian, or the devil who fights against heaven and earth with hundreds of millions of gods and demons as soldiers, or he can be the existence in any corner.

Anyway, as long as it doesn't appear, it will be fine as a background board in the back.

Through the ancient god's cloudy eyes and skeleton-like face, no expression could be seen, but Tang Xuanming could feel the huge fluctuation in the ancient god's heart.

That mummy-like existence has been sizing him up.

Tang Xuanming acted very relaxed, and he didn't seem to be under any pressure on the outside, and his heart didn't even beat a beat.

It was such a relaxed performance that put a lot of pressure on the ancient god, and at the same time he also somewhat believed that Tang Xuanming was really called over by a scary old guy.

"Who could it be? The top ancient god kings in the Western Heaven Realm back then? But I don't have a good relationship with them, and I have heard news of their deaths over the years, so it shouldn't be them."

"Those two brothers of mine? No, it's impossible. Back then, my wife rushed to heaven and killed them. There were many doubts in it. Could it be that they are still alive?"

Various thoughts were spinning in the ancient god's mind, but when he sensed the fluctuation of the breath in Tang Xuanming's body, his previous guess was overturned by him.

"What flows in your body is true energy. I remember that my good friend back then didn't seem to have any figures from the Eastern Heaven Realm?"

Even if the aura declines, it seems that he does not even reach the first level, and there is a huge gap with Tang Xuanming who has reached the fifth level, but the undisguised ancient god naturally has an extraordinary temperament.

Facing Tang Xuanming, he didn't lose the slightest bit, and even had a repressive attitude.

This comes from his strength and from his previous experience.

Even though it has declined to such an extent, he is still sure to kill the strong on this land with one blow.

It's just that such a price is difficult for him to bear, and he may also die along with it.

"The ghost knows what that old man practiced? He never told me about his identity and origin, but occasionally taught me something."

"By the way, would you like to help me?"

Tang Xuanming avoided answering, seeing the ancient god fell into silence, he cursed inwardly.

"Sure enough, such an old monster is not easy to be fooled, and he can't be fooled at all. I have said so much, leaked his identity information, and he is still indifferent at the level of his strength back then."

But Tang Xuanming was still full of confidence, and he continued to increase his weight: "My master said that I can pull out the blood angel's blood in your body, so that you can return to the realm of the god emperor, and you will no longer be troubled like this."

"A strong man like you...you should soar in the sky like a dragon, not..."

"What?" The mummy suddenly appeared in front of Tang Xuanming strangely, and a pair of muddy eyes turned completely golden at that moment, revealing a terrifying majesty.

From the back of his wide robe, there are even two small dry wings sticking out straight, no, they can't even be called wings, they look like two dead branches, and they are almost completely integrated into his body. There are two dead branches inserted in the back, which is funny and ridiculous.

But Tang Xuanming didn't think it was funny, he felt a pressure as heavy as the sea.

No matter how declining this old and immortal jihad angel is now, he was still a strong man at the level of a god emperor, and he was one of the most powerful existences in the world before the return of the strong man of the heaven rank.

The jihad angel's gaffe made Tang Xuanming happy. Even though he was under heavy pressure, the actions of the jihad angel had already shown that the old monster believed his words.

"My master said that you can be saved in this state. I can pull out the blood and strength of No. 1 bloodline entangled in your body. You can go home to nurse your child in the future."

In the second half of Tang Xuanming's sentence, he deliberately used a strange and aging tone, and the ancient god understood it without a doubt. This must be Tang Xuanming repeating his master's words.

"Your master said so?"

The two groups of wrinkles above the brow collided together, as if the land that had been dry for three years was facing another three years of drought, and it became more and more horrible. The entire forehead was covered with groups of wrinkles.

The ancient god walked around in two circles, and the terrifying aura on his body disappeared little by little. His eyes were like lightning, and he couldn't see the muddy eyes at all. Instead, he looked like an unfathomable pool of water.

"But your strength is only at the fifth level, which is considered good in the human world, but trying to shake the power of a former god-emperor is tantamount to nonsense."

Although the ancient god directly criticized Tang Xuanming, his heart was still shocked.

His life has come to an end, but his grasp of the breath of life has also reached its peak.

It can be seen that the human race in front of him is extremely young, and it can be called shocking to achieve such an achievement at this stage at his age.

"Moreover, it's not the kind of method used by the heavens to encourage seedlings to grow. He really reached the fifth level by virtue of his own hard work. Even if those hidden families are counted, he can be regarded as one of the younger generations on this continent. It's the first."

(End of this chapter)