With their words, these people seemed to have forcibly broken the restrictions imposed by the Saint, and displayed their full strength to the fullest.

The Jurchen old man who hadn't gone far felt a tightness in his chest and was thrown directly away. Looking at the scenery passing by the corner of his eye, he seemed a little unbelievable that he couldn't even bear the pressure from the other party.

"Damn it, why is the immortal coming to earth again!!"

"The fight started again??"

"who is it??"

Several people who had become cultivators in Beijing, Beiyuan, Jurchen, and Tubo opened their eyes at the same time and looked at the Central Plains with horrified faces. The movement this time was even louder than the last time. Before, they were only faintly aware.

Yueyue felt like an immortal.

But this time, those people clearly felt the terrifying pressure.

In the Champion House, Miaoyu was doing her daily hexagrams as usual. She didn't ask about anything else but her safety. But at this moment, she suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart, and a great terror suddenly arose in her heart, which made this normally emotional person

The pretty Taoist nun whose face barely fluctuated suddenly turned pale as a sheet.

She clutched her chest in discomfort, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a loud sound.

"No, something is going to happen to him~"

As soon as she said this, Miaoyu fainted.
Chapter completed!