In the Layout Era, I, who transcended the Three Thousand Chaos, was exposed!

On the eighth platform, the golden light emitted from the stone statue of the rickety old man gathered together, condensed into a golden light, took off the stone statue, and flew in a certain direction

No one knows where the golden light flew, and no one paid attention....

Everyone's attention is on the text above the gold list......

In particular, the monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds blushed and spoke incoherently with excitement.

Because it's too oppressed by the outside world.....

The coming out of the old man Shengtian is, to a certain extent, to bring back a city for the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Let them see a glimmer of hope in their despair....

"Old Man Shengtian?!! this is a person from the Great Ten Thousand Realms, I am from the Great Ten Thousand Realms, and there are still people!"

"We have ten thousand worlds, after endless years, in that vast ancient and modern exchanges, I don't know how many strong people have been born, although I was born in the current era, but I am the ancestors... And proud!"

"Who said that I have no one in the Ten Thousand Realms? Who said that no one in the Ten Thousand Realms can stand up? The appearance of the old man Shengtian is our counterattack, the best slap in the face!"

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For a time, the people of the entire Ten Thousand Worlds were completely boiling.

In the midst of repression, it erupts.

Old Man Shengtian, these four words once became the most sacred name in the world....

This is a counterattack from the creatures of all worlds!

Of course it will resonate .... The atmosphere also reached a climax...

After a while.

In the ten thousand worlds, there is finally someone who has come to his senses and has come to his senses....

"Everyone...."

"However, it seems that the old man Shengtian has already died......"

When the words fell, the sound of the Ten Thousand Worlds cultivators cheering came to an abrupt halt in an instant.

There was a sudden silence.

The old man Shengtian crushed the "filth" outside the world and made the list strongly, which is right.

But....

What is shown on the gold list is.... The old man Shengtian has long been lost, and he can be regarded as a deceased creature.

Although it is an immense pride in the glory.

But now the Ten Thousand Realms are in dire straits, and they are being invaded by powerful beings outside the realm everywhere, and the word "honor" is really too pale and powerless.

And after the glory?

What's left?

In troubled times, the only useful thing is strength.

A strong man who is alive is called a strong man.

The dead strong can only be called a piece of loess and a belief.

You can admire, you can breathe a sigh of relief at this moment, but it is not of substantial help to the current situation in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

After the ecstasy, the monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds fell into an even more desperate situation.

is the despair of even more disappointment.....

"Hey, we have finally come up with such a high-ranking powerhouse in the Ten Thousand Realms, but he is deceased... I can only admire, but I will never see the demeanor of that predecessor again..."

"Yes, we will never see the demeanor of Shengtian's predecessors again, I really want to see the supreme immortal resources of my predecessors..."

"By the way, fellow Daoists, have you found a strange thing, I have just consulted the ancient history of all the ancient and modern worlds, and also learned about the great figures of various eras recorded in the ancient history, but I found that I could not find any trace of the old man Shengtian..."

"Me too, a strong man like the old man Shengtian, in the past era, it is impossible to be nameless, so in ancient history, there will definitely be relevant records.."

"Even if there is no relevant record, it is impossible not to have a trace... Unless.. Unless that old man Shengtian is willing to become a nameless mortal from beginning to end until he dies..."

"Would you like to be a mortal? This can't be....."

For a while, the entire Ten Thousand Worlds began to guess the identity of the "Old Man Shengtian"...

How can a supreme powerhouse who has overwhelmed countless living beings and entered the top ten talents of ancient and modern exchanges be an unknown person....

How could it be possible to have such a talent and be willing to be an ordinary mortal until he died...

This moment.

The old man Shengtian has become a mystery in the minds of the monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

No one knows what kind of identity he was born in the Ten Thousand Worlds, and how he died....

Old Man Shengtian is like a golden stone sinking to the bottom of the Ten Thousand Worlds Lake, because no one has ever been to the deepest bottom of the lake.

So no one knows that at the bottom of the lake, there is a golden stone of the sun...

The lake must recede and dry up before the gold and stone at the bottom of the lake can be discovered.

But the moment I saw it, I found that the gold stone had already been corroded and turned into an ordinary reef.....

At this moment, the monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds were sad and sighed, a generation of supreme beings, who had never emitted light, but had already fallen....

No one knows what the old man Shengtian thinks...

They only knew that if there was no gold list exposed, they would not know that there was still such a supreme powerhouse in the Ten Thousand Worlds...

No one noticed that the golden light emanating from the statue traveled through endless time and space.

Went to some ruined plane that had long been covered up and destroyed......

The top of the fairy mountain.

The ancient factory director looked at the statue of the rickety old man on the eighth platform and fell into deep thought.

The existence of the old man Shengtian really shocked him....

Just now, his divine consciousness was scattered across the Ten Thousand Worlds, trying to collect all the information about the "Shengtian Old Man".

But he found that he could not find any traces...

Although he couldn't find any traces of information about the old man Shengtian, he could be sure that this old man Shengtian had existed in the Ten Thousand Worlds....

Director Gu also had the same guess.

That is... The "Shengtian Old Man" completely hid himself, disguised as an ordinary mortal, living in the mortal world, and never showing a trace of aura...

Therefore, this is why the ancient factory director can only find out that the old man Shengtian exists, but he can't find his deeds.

That's because the old man Shengtian has not done any deeds at all, he has only become an ordinary mortal, an ordinary birth, old age, sickness and death....

What puzzled the ancient director was.... Why did the old man Shengtian do that?

If he had the talent of Old Man Shengtian, he would definitely not be willing to be nameless, and he would definitely continue to climb the immortal path until he reached the supreme .....

"You... Why?"

"What are you hiding... Still afraid of something..."

The hoarse voice of the ancient factory director echoed on the top of this immortal mountain....

Immortal Punishment Realm.

In front of a chessboard.

After Wang Fan dropped a white piece, he held his chin in his right hand and asked casually to the gray-clothed old man in front of him:

"Do you think... In this world, there are really people who are willing to waste their talents?"

The words fell.

The gray-clothed old man in front of him did not rush to answer.

Instead, he unhurriedly picked up a sunspot from the box of a game and landed it at the very edge of the board.

Then he said slowly: "How do you know that he is willing to waste?"

The words of the old man in gray echoed in Wang Fan's ears.

Wang Fan was suddenly shocked, and then asked: "You mean, this old man Shengtian is actually forced to live his life honestly as an ordinary mortal out of desperation?"

The old man in gray spread his hands and said, "Otherwise?" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

"It's impossible for me to believe that there are people in the world who will give up the opportunities that are within reach. "

Wang Fan touched his chin, then turned his head again, looked at the rickety statue on the eighth platform above the void, and fell into deep thought.

Then he said, "What do you say, what is he afraid of?"

The gray-clothed old man's expression became serious, and his voice was extremely low.

Said mysteriously: "This old man Shengtian's heel is the first wisp of innate wisdom... And it escaped from the Three Thousand Great Chaos.."

"Therefore, I guess that the old man Shengtian is afraid that the three thousand chaos will discover his existence, and he is afraid that the three thousand chaos will wipe him out, so he has to hide and live his life ordinarily and carefully....."

The words of the old man in gray.

woke up Wang Fan in an instant.

Wang Fan's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "That's right!"

"Okay, okay, let's stop guessing about those things.." []

"It's a matter of the level of the Three Thousand Great Chaos, and it's not something we can discuss."

"Okay, don't think about it, it's your turn!"

The old man in gray shouted at Wang Fan who was in a daze.

A long river of time and space.......

Bai Xiaoxiao retracted his gaze at Jin Bang, turned to the boatman and asked:

"Senior, as a powerhouse in the fifth layer, what do you think of this wave?"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at the boatman curiously, trying to get a satisfactory answer.....

I saw the fisherman leaning on the stern of the boat, exhaling a puff of mist, picking up the cigarette stick in his hand and knocking on the edge of the boat, and the ashes fell into the river.

"How else can you see it?"

"He's afraid..."

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoxiao tilted her head and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"Ah, boy. "

"You should understand now, that's why you're on the first floor and I'm on the fifth floor. "

"Can't figure out such a simple question?"

Hearing that the boatman did not forget to mock himself and expose his scars, his face collapsed instantly.

"Please also ask the seniors to solve their doubts!" said the arrogant Bai Xiaoxiao, gritting her teeth.

The boatman's expression became serious, and his tone was rarely serious

"Afraid of the Three Thousand Chaos ....."

"Because in the face of the three thousand great chaos, this Shengtian old man is an outlier that should not exist and should be strangled..."

At the mention of "Three Thousand Great Chaos", the boatman's tone became extremely awe-inspiring, and even his voice was extremely quiet....

"Three thousand chaos.... Is it that powerful?"

"I'm so white, I was once an indestructible existence of three thousand chaos!"

Bai Xiaoxiao said disapprerovingly.

"Oops!" At this moment, Bai Xiaoxiao felt a pain in his forehead, and covered his forehead only to find that the boatman's cigarette stick had come to his head at some point.

"Senior, okay, why are you beating people?"

Bai Xiao is stingy, and he can't beat it, so he can only talk about it and get back on the field.

"The three thousand great chaos in that plane you are in can also be called the three thousand great chaos???

"The real Three Thousand Great Chaos is also the existence of the Origin of Chaos One Three Thousand, the apex!"

"Just you, there are still three thousand chaos that cannot be destroyed??"

"When the real Three Thousand Great Chaos is suppressed, a wisp of breath can lift all your ashes!"

The boatman glared at Bai Xiaoxiao with hatred on his face, educating him.

"Senpai.... Since you said that the Three Thousand Great Chaos is the apex of existence..."

"Is that possible..."

Speaking of which.

Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly paused and looked around.

I approached the old man of the boatman and kept his voice to a minimum....

"There are more than three thousand chaotic beings?"

The words fell.

The old man's face turned extremely white in an instant, and he quickly grabbed Bai Xiaoxiao, covered his mouth, and didn't let him continue. 5.9

Then he raised his head and said reverently to the sky: "The evening generation has no heart, and the evening generation has no heart......."

Bai Xiaoxiao's face was purple, and he waved his two hands, almost being killed by the old man of the boatman.

"Senior, okay, what do you understand me for??"

"Murder doesn't have to be murdered!"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked aggrieved.

"Murder??"

"I just saved you!"

"You kid, dare to say anything??"

"Do you know what level of the Three Thousand Great Chaos is?"

The boatman was so angry that his whole body was trembling, glaring at Bai Xiaoxiao, and teaching word by word:

"You kid, you dare to talk about guessing if there is anything in the world.... Ahem"

The boatman almost slipped again.

"Let's take 10,000 steps back, in case there really is that kind of existence in the world..."

"You talk about that kind of being, you think he can't hear ???"

"That kind of existence, in the whole world, everything can't be hidden from him. "

"You know, there are some existences, but you can't speculate around, you can't even have a thought!"

The more the boatman spoke, the more excited he became.

"You kid, if you want to die, don't pull the old man's back!"

After a flurry of scolding, the boatman's mood finally stabilized.

And Bai Xiaoxiao on the side, the direct people are stupid.....

Who am I?

Where am I?

I just... It seems that there has been a catastrophe of life and death?!