I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 394 Ji Mingyao!
The Holy Land built by myself...

Gone?

Or was it frightened by others?
The Eight Immortals sect felt that their holy land had vanished into thin air, and the Lord of Yin-Yang said that he was not aggrieved, that was a lie!

It wasn't for nothing that he fought with the five martial immortals in the chat group for so long.

After his profound education, first Nie Xiaoqian vomited blood and ran away, then Xiao Yan grinned and ran away, and then Feng Baobao also ran away with her fearful eyes, and finally Yunlu also silently walked away.

However, Tu Shan Susu.

Damn it!This little girl is not very old, why is she so fierce?

He also saw that even if there was no large formation to suppress, Tu Shan Susu should be able to fight him a few moves.Now he is suppressed by the big formation, although he can still beat Tu Shan Susu, but the process is very long.

"Girl, you are a powerful person who can be ranked fourth or fifth in the Martial Immortal List. In a few years, you will be able to compare with Zhang Yangxing's Martial Immortal! Sanctification is close at hand, why do you want to help Zhang Wuyang!"

The Lord of Yin-Yang's face was very black, as black as dripping water.

Manic, he resorted to his acrobatic supernatural powers. As a result, Tu Shan Susu was only a little bit out of strength, but he still couldn't subdue Tu Shan Susu.

There is nothing to do, the Lord of Yin-Yang has given up, and it doesn't make much sense to fight.

Today, his face has been lost!
If Zhang Wuyang can't be killed, this hatred will never go away!
So he had to think of other ways to get rid of Tu Shan Susu's entanglement immediately, lest Zhang Wuyang continue to pester him when he returned to the big formation.

Saints from all over the world have already appeared, and Zhang Wuyang's aptitude has made many saints love talents, and even regard him as the future of the human race.

At that time, once Zhang Wuyang entangled with him until these saints arrived, how could he avenge him!

"Acridine?"

Tu Shan Susu touched her little head, "Is Susu so tired already?"

lovely!

I want to hug him back!
Don't ask why, anyway, even the furious Lord Yin-Yang had this idea.

However, while Tu Shan Susu was in a daze and no one was pestering her, the Lord of Yin-Yang ran away and left the sky formation in an instant.

Yunlu was the first to react, and opened the space channel without saying a word.

"Get out!"

No need to remind, the Yin-Yang Lord who has escaped from trouble is a saint, no one dares to look directly at his sharpness, even Tu Shan Susu ran away without saying a word.

"What a weird way to teleport through space!"

The Lord of Yin-Yang was obviously stunned for a moment, and the Batai Martial Immortal below was also surprised: "With such a means, can that kid Wuyang really become a saint?! Not good! Holy Master! Holy Master! Calm your anger! Don't give up! Damage to Wuyang, this is the future of my human race!"

"roll!"

A thunderbolt from the blue sky, this time, the Lord of Yin-Yang also brought thunder clouds thousands of miles away.

Pfft!
The Batai Martial Immortal fell to the ground, "It's over, it's over, the anger of the saint, the anger of the saint, it's over, it's over..."

"Senior, don't worry, since Wuyang has prepared such an exquisite teleportation array for his companion, he must have prepared it himself."

……

Seems to be too?
Prehistoric Realm, Mission Palace,
Inside the hall were three thousand disciples. At the entrance of the hall, Ji Mingyao looked up at the sky alone.

"Teacher, are you thinking about Lord Wuyang again?"

"Ah."

Xue Ling came behind Ji Mingyao, bowed and asked softly, Ji Mingyao nodded slightly, looked at the clouds drifting by in the sky, and suddenly asked: "Xue Ling disciple, how long have I been in the prehistoric world? "

"Ten thousand years, another year and half a day."

"You remember it better than I do."

"Master often asks about it, I dare not forget it."

"Really?" Ji Mingyang smiled lightly as he stroked his hair from his sideburns, "Since yesterday, my speed in the Primordial Realm has returned to normal. At this time, you must be connected to Xueqi's chat group again, right?"

"Is Master not in touch?" Xue Ling was a little confused, Ji Mingyao also joined Lu Xueqi's chat group!

But... Could it be that the group leader Lu Xueqi kicked the master?

Is the leader of Xueqi group so stupid?
Am I involved in some incredible incident?
In an instant, Xue Ling felt that his heart was a little bad. This kind of jealousy would kill him, okay?

"I was afraid of being disappointed, so I didn't dare to contact you."

"..."

Depend on!
Master, are you trying to scare me to death?

"I got in touch, I got in touch, the leader Xueqi is still surprised why I lost contact for a year."

One year, ten thousand years...

In order to seize the opportunity of Ji Mingyao's evangelism, the consciousness of heaven in the prehistoric world adjusted itself, speeding up the flow of time ten thousand times.

The effect is good. At this time, Ji Mingyang has gone through the improvement and baptism of the prehistoric world, and walked out of the way that belongs to the prehistoric world.

The supernatural powers of the star source world, in the prehistoric world, become immortals, with nine turns of supernatural powers, nine levels of fairyland, heaven and earth, mysterious and yellow universe, prehistoric and dense, and two fairylands of heaven and earth.

The three stages of gods in the star source world are golden immortals, divided into pure yang, taiyi, and immortal.

The immortals in the Star Origin Realm are Daluo Jinxians, who have since jumped out of the shackles of heaven and earth.

As for the saint, he is called Hunyuan Immortal Zhigao Supreme Saint.

The difference from the Star Origin Realm is that between the Hunyuan Great Sage and the Da Luo Jinxian, there is another realm called the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

And ten thousand years of hard work, Ji Mingyao is in this state.

It can only be said that after all, the speed of the hour was changed arbitrarily. Although the background of the prehistoric world has been brewing at this time, it has also caused the avenues to be invisible for ten thousand years, and the cultivation of souls is extremely difficult.

It's almost back to normal now.

"Did you get in touch?"

Looking at the sky, Ji Mingyao started to be in a daze.

sunset...

The sun rises again...

Finally, Ji Mingyao withdrew his gaze and walked back to the main hall.

"Master, I have to go."

"In the future, the prehistoric world will tend to be managed by (that big cricket). He has most of my true inheritance, which is enough!"

As soon as he sat down, Ji Mingyao exploded such a depth charge, which shocked the minds of three thousand students.

Below, some of the disciples asked the reason, some pleaded bitterly, and some secretly rejoiced, but Ji Mingyao didn't say a word, and began the last sermon.

Life is full of three thousand guests, and Ji Mingyao can even guess that after she leaves, the first thing this group of rebellious disciples will do is to kill each other. After all, they are all instant products, not that good literacy.

Blood Spirit and Tendency are good, and they have done their best, but Blood Spirit has a chat group, and their ambitions are not in the prehistoric world, only Tendency intends to lead the future of the prehistoric world.

Moreover, even if these two people are the only ones who will die among the three thousand passengers tomorrow, it may just be in line with the plan of the will of heaven and earth.These are innate creatures, too many of them will affect the normal development of the prehistoric world.

Anyway, the Three Thousand Avenues are already between heaven and earth, that's enough.

'Unfortunately, except for those two boys, other people can't see this situation clearly! '

'After the great catastrophe, life and death will be determined in the future, alas! '

Looking across the crowd, Ji Mingyao sighed in his heart, and the speed of his preaching also accelerated a lot.

at last,

Another sunrise,
After the sermon was over, merit suddenly appeared in the sky above the Sermon Palace, and it fell into Ji Mingyao's hands.

Ji Mingyao glanced at it, and under the watchful eyes of three thousand guests, he poured merit into this hall,
"Although meritorious things are good, it is useless to take too much of one's own hair and skin. Please bear in mind."

After all, the preaching palace shrunk and was thrown to tend.

After everyone looked away from the Mission Palace in their hands, they turned their heads, and Ji Mingyao had disappeared.

"Master, let's go."

With a reminder, Xue Ling also walked out.

A year's work!I have delayed the task for a whole year, how many times have I missed the opportunity of the Daoyuanjing? !

Although he is now a fairyland, a Daluo Jinxian.

However, the blood spirit feels...it...is not fragrant!
Behind him, watching the blood spirit leave, the Tongtian War suddenly appeared.

Holding the Mission Palace and turning it into a big axe, it tends to show that he is worthy!

Star Realm

Coming back, Ji Mingyang was obviously very happy,
"Salted fish, my aunt is back, hahahahahaha, ha, ha... Eh⊙⊙! Shit!"

"Which bastard is that? He wants to hit my man!"

"I can't kill you today!"

"Eh ⊙⊙! A saint?"

"Suck~!"

"Bah! Saints are beaten too!"

(End of this chapter)