Practiced for thousands of years. Every time I was born, it was like an epiphany, and after it was gorgeous to the extreme, it would be silent. But every time he was born, he caused boundless waves.

The first time he was born, he became the king of the Tianma Continent, overpowering Wuji, and he fought against the resentful spirit girl; the second time he was born, he became the first monk to step into the emperor level, breaking the taboo that no one could break for hundreds of millions of years; just as the eyes of the world gradually disappeared from his body, Guo Ming was born again, and this time the waves caused were unprecedented.

The sons of the five emperors were born one after another, but only Xuanyuan Xin was the only one who really reached the strength of the seven stars. As for the others, most of them are around six stars, and it is a bit fantastical to reach seven stars at this age group. But Guo Ming did it again.

Without an innate Dao body and no means to defy the sky, Guo Ming has reached a realm that is difficult for most people to achieve in their lifetime in a short period of time.

Of course, this is not what really shocked them, what shocked them was that Guo Ming could go retrograde and kill immortals and hit the older generation of powerhouses hard.

The hundreds of thousands of monks in the field looked at Guo Ming one by one, even the whirlwind old monster and the others.

Unable to make a face pale and miserable, all the blood was faded in an instant, and a trace of fear finally appeared in Guo Ming's bland expression.

In the face of opponents stronger than him, he had the confidence to fight, but in the face of Guo Ming, he no longer had the slightest idea of resistance.

"I don't believe it, Guo Ming, do you dare to take my move?" Lu Jing's old face flashed a trace of madness and a hint of loneliness. In today's era when young kings are dominant, they are indeed old. What they have to do is not how to fight, but choose to take sides.

It was clear that he was on the wrong side.

"Lu Jing, what do you want to do?" Taiqing and the others hurriedly flew forward and stood in front of Guo Ming. They believe in Guo Ming's words, but they don't want Guo Ming to take such a risk. What if Guo Ming was killed by that old guy?

"What? As the spiritual leader of the Heavenly Master Clan, Guo Ming, don't you dare?" Lu Jing sneered.

"Bold. Lu Jing, you are a senior who has been famous for a long time, and you are embarrassed to ask a junior for advice?" Taihua raised a ball of energy in his hand, and he seemed ready to make a move at any time.

"Guo Ming, are you such a timid person? Behind the strong all day long, how can you lead the Heavenly Master clan to glory?" Lu Jing didn't look at Taihua, and held Guo Ming tightly.

Guo Ming squinted his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, pushed Taiqing away, and walked to the opposite side of Lu Jing, "I can fight with you, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

Lu Jing's heart suddenly surged with a bad premonition, and intuitively he felt that the other party must have a conspiracy, but he couldn't say what it was.

"What, senior, don't you dare?" Guo Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and flicked the sleeves of his robe disdainfully.

As soon as Lu Jing's brain exploded, he was about to say yes. Solo hurriedly pressed the other man's hand, his eyes signaling him not to act rashly.

Lu Jing took a sharp breath, but a crazy killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"What are the conditions first?" said Solo, in a deep voice.

"Do you need to be so cautious in your capacity? My condition is that if you lose, make a blood oath here, and always be loyal to the Holy Land, and become a sword in the Holy Land. Guo Ming's face was solemn and he said loudly.

Lu Jing's face changed suddenly, they became the guardians of the Holy Land, but they were free, which meant that they could leave at any time. It's just that the Holy Land provides them with abundant conditions that make them unwilling to leave casually. But if you make a blood oath, then you will be truly bound to the Holy Land for the rest of your life.

Guo Ming didn't urge, he looked at them quietly, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

Huixin stood behind him, looking at the not burly figure, with a faint brilliance in his eyes. The young man of that year has now become a towering tree, and he can already sit on an equal footing with the strong of the older generation.

"And what if you lose?" asked Solo, looking up.

"I'm going to get out of here if I lose. Guo Ming didn't think about it and said directly.

"You mean that you also give up the position of the Holy One, leaving it to the impossible. Solo said with a happy face.

"Do you think that he can't still hold the position of a sage? his own strength is only in the middle of the six-star period, and Huixin wants to kill him within three moves. I am defeated, and the position of the Holy One is left to Huixin. Guo Ming said firmly.

Lu Jing glanced up at Guo Ming, and then lowered his head.

Solo was in a hurry, how could his old friend become so cautious now. Guo Ming said that the elders who defeated the White Emperor clan would definitely have hidden secrets in his opinion, and it was impossible to go retrograde and kill immortals.

"Lu Jing, what's wrong with you, if you don't want to go, I'll come. I don't believe that kid can really defeat me?" Solo said.

"That kid has a secret treasure in his hand, and he can raise his strength to the realm of quasi-immortals. Lu Jing's voice was full of thick solemnity, "If he wasn't absolutely sure, would he let out such words like this?"

"Even if his mana is reached, can he reach his realm? How can the combat experience we have accumulated since the primeval times be comparable to that of a junior of his life?" ”

Without waiting for Lu Jing to say more, Solo walked out and said loudly: "Guo Ming, I bet with you." ”

Guo Ming nodded and said, "Then make an oath!"

"If I am defeated, I will always be loyal to the Holy Land, and I will never have two hearts. ”

"If I am defeated, I will leave the Holy Land and once again assume the position of the Holy One. ”

The two vows were pronounced in the presence of hundreds of thousands of monks, and the whole scene fell into absolute silence.

The crowd began to retreat, leaving a lot of room for the two.

All the monks are looking forward to it, looking forward to this pinnacle battle. One is the primeval king of the older generation, and the other is the strong man of the younger generation.

"Guo Ming, I don't take advantage of you, can you strike first?" Solo holds his own identity as a senior, where is he willing to be the first to strike.

Guo Ming didn't say much and nodded. An ancient painting floated out of his body, magnificent mountains and rivers, majestic picture scrolls, with a bang, gently unfolded.

Like clouds rolling clouds, such as idle clouds and wild cranes, such as smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, everything seems so peaceful and natural.

With the addition of ancient paintings, Guo Ming's breath began to skyrocket at this moment.

The early stage of the Seven Stars - the middle stage of the Seven Stars - the upper layer of the Seven Stars——, and then Guo Ming broke that barrier in the shocked looks of hundreds of thousands of people and entered the realm of quasi-immortals.

A peaceful and tranquil aura emanated from Guo Ming's body, but each breath was as heavy as a thousand pounds, striking heavily on their hearts.

- That's fairy energy.