I Became A Patriarch At The Age Of Seven

A Man, Yang Nian, Da Bai and the others all stared at the Undead Corpse Emperor.

Previously, the identity of Ah Man was only guesswork.

Now the undead emperor said,

Everything seemed to become clear.

Of course, Ah Man is the one who cares the most.

Aman was picked up in Shenshu Village and raised slowly from a half-year-old baby.

He was so different and so out of place in Shenshu Village.

Because he was bigger and stronger than his peers since he was a child. If you are not careful, your divine power will be out of control and the house in the village will collapse, and the life will be pinched to death...

Everyone said he was a monster.

Aman also started to be reticent from that time.

He didn't dare to play with his friends, because everyone was afraid of him, and he was also worried that he didn't master his power and killed his friends.

He always knew that he was picked up under the tree of gods.

He also always wanted to find his biological parents.

But no audio.

Later, he left Shenshu Village silently, until he was accepted by Yang Nian, and until he joined the Kong Kong faction, Aman slowly became happy.

He stared at the Undead Corpse Emperor with a pair of tiger eyes.

"You don't have to stare at me like that. You want to kill me, but unfortunately you can't kill me." The Undead Corpse Emperor had a strong confidence.

His confidence stems from the undead body of the undead.

From his profound Cultivation Base.

"Your eyes are exactly the same as your father's... worthy of being a father and son." The Undead Corpse Emperor continued, "He fled with you back then, but then you didn't know where to go..."

"With no news for so many years, I thought you were dead."

"I didn't expect that you are still alive... The bloodline of the sealed barbarian god has also been released, which is a bit interesting." The Undead Corpse Emperor stared at Aman, "But you are far from your father."

"I couldn't cut the grass and roots back then, but now it's still too late." The undead corpse emperor's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The black energy on his body surged even more.

A gloomy wind blows,

The black robe on his body rattled, and a chilling meaning filled the air.

The black air from the sky poured out of his body, and in the deep night sky, it condensed into a big hand like ink, and grabbed it coquettishly towards Aman.

That big hand is like a cloud,

First-hand Shrouding the Heavens.

The ferocious aura overwhelmed the audience, the arm extended infinitely, and the speed exceeded the reaction limit of most people.

Aman naturally couldn't react.

Seeing that the big black hand was about to grab A'man's neck, at this moment Panda shot, countless golden bamboos grew out from under the ground, wrapped around A'man's waist, pulled back, A'man. It is to avoid the huge black hand that was caught.

The distance between Aman and the undead emperor was widened.

"Long time no see, Undead Corpse Emperor." After Aman landed next to Panda, the golden bamboo disappeared without seeing how he moved.

Panda removed the cauldron from his head,

Carry it behind you.

He raised his head and stared proudly at the Undead Corpse Emperor.

Immediately, the undead emperor cast his gaze over, "Gourmet Pan."

"The corpse emperor still remembers me. It was an accident." Panda and the undead corpse emperor looked at each other.

The Undead Emperor didn't respond directly, and said after a while, "I think we should be in the same camp."

"The Corpse Emperor has never regarded me as a friend." Panda replied, "As the Corpse Emperor's status, it is a bit narrow-minded to care about the juniors."

Panda and the Undead Emperor have had several encounters.

At that time, the Undead Emperor sent someone to hire Panda as the royal chef of the Undead Palace to prepare meals for the Undead Emperor. The treatment offered by the Undead Emperor is good.

It's just that Panda advocates freedom and refuses.

Later, in the wild forest, he ran into the undead emperor again. The undead emperor personally invited him, but Panda still refused.

Later, Panda killed the people of the Immortal Palace by mistake,

The grievance with the Undead Emperor is thus settled.

"Really? There are no permanent friends in this world. Of course there are no permanent enemies."

"I said my invitation is valid at any time. The Immortal Palace welcomes you at any time."

"As for being narrow-minded, I don't agree." The Undead Corpse Emperor smiled strangely. "I'm an enlightened person. There are clear grievances and grievances. Of course, I don't like to cause trouble for myself."

The undead corpse emperor said that Aman must be killed.

Also warning Panda.

"I still don't want to go to the Undead Palace. I have found a good job now." Panda still refused, "I and the Corpse Emperor are the same kind of people, with clear grievances. Of course, if you choose a faction, you will not betray easily."

The Undead Emperor stared at Panda, "So, are you going to be my enemy?"

"Sooner or later." Panda saw it thoroughly.

Although Panda's Cultivation Base is monstrous, he doesn't like fighting and killing.

As long as there is food,

If he can make food, he feels that life is very meaningful.

"If that's the case, then there's no need for me to be polite to you." The undead corpse emperor surged with black energy again, and the big hand of Shrouding the Heavens shot towards Panda without warning.

"Humph!"

Panda snorted coldly.

He put away his usual leisure time, and no longer used kitchen knives and iron pots, but used his unique weapon - Wanyan Jinzhu in a serious manner.

A golden bamboo stick appeared in his hand.

This reminds Yang Nian of a well-known weapon - the dog-fighting stick!

It's just that this "dog hitting stick" is golden.

Facing the big hand that was slaughtering, Wanyan Jinzhu quickly grew its branches and leaves, and the branches and leaves were woven into a big golden hand, which collided with the big black hand.

boom!

At the moment of the collision, the terrifying energy scattered in all directions.

The two do not retreat but advance,

The clash collided in an instant.

"It's somewhat capable." The Undead Corpse Emperor stood motionless on the spot.

The corpse gas around his body condensed a black shadow, which sprang from behind him and fought against Panda.

"Clone?" Yang Nian exclaimed.

Using a clone to fight an opponent is a gesture of self-confidence to conceit. It is also contempt for the enemy.

This shadow is somewhat similar to the shadow in Yang Nian's state of divine solution.

Black Donkey Hoof frowned slightly, "That's not a clone...it's Martial Soul."

"Martial Soul?" Yang Nian asked in surprise.

Black Donkey Hoof nodded, "Shadow Martial Soul. One of the top ten Martial Souls in the Great Martial Soul era. Using shadows, you can transform into various forms, simulating the opponent's Martial Soul, or even Martial Skill."

"Very difficult to deal with."

Yang Nian is a little confused about the situation.

How could this undead emperor have a Martial Soul?

from the future?

No, he has also been entangled with himself...

Seemingly seeing Yang Nian's doubts, the black donkey hoof said: "This is a chaotic era, nothing is surprising. A person can live in the past, present and future..."

"What do you mean?" Yang Nian was even more puzzled.

He believes that a person has a present past, present and future, but the future is not equal to the present, right? Unless time travels...

"The present he is the future him."

"In this era, this piece of time and space is a patchwork of past, present and future time and space. That is to say, you can encounter great men in the past, encounter creatures in the future, and touch the reality of the present."

"The timeline, it's already messed up."

"This is the biggest discovery of my disappearance."

The black donkey hoof said this.

Everyone fell silent.

And the outline of this world finally gradually sketched out in Yang Nian's mind, becoming more and more clear...

"Then the current me belongs to the past, the present, or the future?" Yang Nian, a transmigrator, couldn't help but be extremely puzzled.

The clearer the worldview.

He seems to be even more puzzled and confused...

In one word,

chaos!