Chapter 1689 (1/2)

Led by the family of the five emperors, although there are many powerful people in the holy land, there is a big gap in strength compared with the seven immortals.

Even if there are imperial instruments, even more powerful ones, they can not be made up for under the gap between absolute state and strength.

”Boom...”

The ancient city of the emperor was shaking violently, and a large number of palace buildings in the city were destroyed. I don't know how many people were affected, and the void was torn out of countless gaps.

Countless people died, including a large number of immortal masters. The ground was infected by blood, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Luoxiu could see that the biggest loss was the family of the five emperors, because their people were in the front, and the five saints were the first soldiers. Blood was everywhere on their bodies and their faces were pale.

……

”Master.”

Outside the day of war, Luoxiu came to the old teahouse and stood in front of the old man in hemp.

However, the old man in hemp just glanced at him lightly, and immediately took back his eyes and continued to cook tea by himself.

Guiyuan tea has been closely related to the word ”Xiandi” since the ancient emperor period. Since the barren period, Guiyuan aristocratic family has disappeared in the fairyland.

However, as long as it is known to all the holy places with a long history or some hidden heritage, there is still a person who returns to the ancestral family in the ancient city of the emperor, that is, the old man in hemp clothes in this shabby little teahouse.

The old man in hemp has survived for a long time. Although the teahouse is dilapidated, there are many immortals.

”Please give me a hand Shaolingtian also came here and bowed his hands, showing incomparable piety and sincerity.

The old man in hemp is unfathomable. Shaolingtian, who once drank Guiyuan tea as an emperor's talent, also thought of this. He hoped that the old man could help to solve the crisis of the ancient city of emperor.

But the old man in hemp is still indifferent.

”Elder, do you have the heart to sit and watch your life die?” Roche frowned. He stepped forward, feeling that the old man was too cold.

Suddenly, the movements of the old man in hemp clothes stopped slightly, and his muddy old eyes had a sense of vicissitudes of time. ”Countless creatures have died since ancient times. Can you manage it?”

”This is not a real catastrophe. If we can't resist such a disaster, what is the future?”

The old man in hemp shook his head, ”take care of yourself first. If you can't become the Immortal Emperor, everything will be in vain. When it's time, I'll do it.”

If anyone else, the old man in hemp doesn't pay any attention to it. Maybe it's because Luoxiu and shaolingtian are both emperor's assets and have drunk Guiyuan tea. So he looked at it differently, so he said two more words.

Hearing this, shaolingtian and Luoxiu both have their eyes twinkling, and their hearts are quite stable. Although the old man in hemp doesn't say much, the meaning revealed in the words can make people feel at ease.

At this time, the seven immortals were killed in the ancient city of the emperor, and many people were slaughtered in the holy places, causing heavy losses.

Suddenly, one of the enchanted immortals appeared in the sky above the old teahouse.

Luo Xiu saw that the old man in hemp had a slight frown and looked up at the immortal in the air that day.

The old man in hemp clothes did not make any movement, but it was just a glance. He was astonished and stared at the enchanted immortal coldly.

Although Zhixian was possessed by demons and lost his sense, he could still detect danger under the instinct of demonic nature, and then he retreated again and again, sending out a cry of panic.

The roar seemed to be calling for his companions, and then the other six immortals came in succession. The seven immortals were juxtaposed in the air. The evil spirit rose to the sky and filled with vast and terrifying waves, confronting the old man in hemp below.

The old man in hemp was still motionless, but his eyes showed the immortal awn. He actually let the seven immortals fall into the devil. They retreated one after another and did not dare to move.