The one who received Chen Tu in Wuwoshan was a swordsman!

He is holding a three-foot green front, and he is a man with the title of heaven, obviously a great immortal of heaven!

This is also a very strange place on Chen Tu's side, because five thousand years ago, apart from the nine sacred places, which force could produce a person with the title of heaven?

And five thousand years later, there are huge heavenly immortals in Wuwo Mountain and Sifang Sea?

How is this cultivated?

Where do these people come from?

And these people are indeed not weak, whether it's realm, combat power, or even xinxing!

But now is obviously not the time to ask this.

In the eyes of the sword fairy, there was an unparalleled arrogance and a spirit of invincibility in the world, but he did not despise Chen Tu too much.

"Do you want us to help that natural Taoist?"

Chen Tu nodded.

"reason?"

"We are all from the immortal realm, we should unite!" Chen Tuyi spoke uprightly.

"This is true, we should really be united, but why should we help an ant?"

"He is not worth our help!" The swordsman said very decisively! "

"But now it's only him"

"I correct you a mistake!" The swordsman interrupted Chen Tu.

"He is nothing remarkable, even the Luo Wuji from that year!"

"I know, you all hope that someone in the immortal world can rise up and restore the mountains and rivers!" The swordsman said calmly.

"Your strength is not enough, so you always want to grow, and want to attract more people!"

"But, don't you think that whether it is Sifanghai or our Wushan Mountain, the real reason why you are not willing to help you is that you are not worthy of our help and have no value!" The swordsman's words pierced people's hearts.

"You look down on us?" Chen Tu frowned.

"No, I haven't seen it at all!"

"What is your dependence?"

"Your Chenjiagou's Hong Zhenxiang is still that long-lost Luo Wuji?"

"You look at us?"

"In five thousand years, Sifanghai has already had eighty-one heavenly immortals!"

"Wuwu Mountain, I am not afraid that you know, we Wuwu Mountain has 108 great immortals of heaven!"

"Which one of your forces do you think can train so many masters in just five thousand years?"

"Are you Chen Jiagou or Luo Wuji's secular?" the swordsman asked rhetorically.

"Don't understand yet?"

"Even in the Third Age!"

"You don't understand, but I can tell you that time is too special now, and we can't develop too fast, otherwise we would have long been able to obliterate the nine holy places!"

"But, even if you can have Tianzun?" Chen Tu asked rhetorically.

"Where is the king?"

This is the key!

King!

As long as there is a king, then there are a hundred heavenly lords, one thousand, ten thousand are of no use!

Because one king is enough to subvert everything!

Unless Wuwu Mountain and Sifanghai can have a king, otherwise, they will never win the Third Age!

"Wang, it's really hard!"

"But as long as there is enough time, we will have Wumeishan and Sifanghai!"

"Can you train the king?" Chen Tu sneered.

He doesn't believe it!

Because if Wuwu Mountain and Sifanghai could cultivate kings, they would have been wiped out by the Third Age.

"Chen Tu, although you are not bad for the current immortal world, looking at the history of this immortal world, even in the transcendent era, you are really too ordinary!"

"There are some things that I can't say straight now, but you need to understand that some powers are not something you can touch and understand!" The swordsman said again.

"In the Third Age, it seems to us that it's the same. A group of children are fighting. You can't ask an adult, or even an adult of martial arts masters, to help!" The swordsman's words were very arrogant.

"Okay, I get it!" Chen Tu understood, the other party really looked down on them, even the Third Age.

"Go back if you understand, these disputes are just a joke in the eyes of Wuwo Mountain and Sifanghai!" The swordsman waved his hand, and the whole person had disappeared.

And in another courtyard of Wuwo Mountain, a man in white is enjoying the flowers at this moment.

The swordsman outside the door came cautiously.

He is already the great immortal of the Heavenly Dao, and the person with the title of Heaven has almost stepped into the level of Heavenly Venerable, but at this moment he is still very humble.

"Master, I have already sent you away!" the swordsman said.

"Does he recognize you?" the white-clothed man asked.

"No, more than 5,000 years ago, Chen Tu was the next generation successor to Chenjiagou, and a well-known genius in the immortal world. How would you remember me as a passerby?"

"So, I want to thank Master for giving me the opportunity to surpass him and even look down on him!" the swordsman said.

Back then, the swordsman was just a passerby, a little guy, and he also had several bonds with Chen Tu.

But at that time, he really didn't have the qualifications to talk to Chen Tu.

But what about five thousand years later?

Especially after he joined Wuwu Mountain!

Chen Tu was no longer in his eyes, and was not at the same level at all.

This is Wuwu Mountain and Sifang Sea.

The swordsman is not exaggerating, which force can make a passerby become a heavenly immortal?

And it's only five thousand years!

"Practice more, work harder, and watch the great road that I have handed down. The time does not allow you, otherwise you will already be a god!" The man in white was very confident.

God!

Cultivate Tianzun!

Speaking of this, it is as easy as planting a flower, especially the tone in the mouth of the man in white, it is really like he is planting a flower.

"Thank you, Master!" The swordsman clasped his fists abruptly and knelt on his knees.

He didn't know the identity of the white-clothed man, nor what kind of power Wuwo Mountain was!

But he knew that here, it seemed that the aloft Tianzun was not so untouchable.

Even the king does not seem to be so far away!

This force is terrible, and very low-key!

Anyone chosen by them, even a piece of rotten wood, can turn rotten into a miracle!

This is Wuwo Mountain and Sifang Sea, so they have the qualifications and capital, and look down upon Chen Tu, Luo Wuji and others!

Even in the Third Age, they seem to look down upon it!

And on the side of Xiangu's first little secret realm, at this moment, there is a supernatural power, and countless divine powers have descended.

It was washed down like a rainstorm.

Now, Hong Ying has taken the seventy-two godsend, plus the other two princes, and the 100 million army has entered the first secret realm of Xiangu!

"The shell is about to break?" Standing on the edge of the fourth small secret realm, the prince looked at the crack. "I'll crawl in and take a look!" Looking at the crack, the prince lay down and drilled directly in regardless of his identity!