Original God: Founding a sect in Shushan, gathering people in Teyvat to cultivate immortality

After hearing what Ao Mang said, Xuan Chen and the others also understood that he was not here to cause trouble, and they were relieved.

No matter which world it was, the relationship between dragons and phoenixes was not very good.

Even Yan Yuan and Qing Jiao were not immune to this.

Perhaps in ancient times, the dragons often hunted the Peng bird tribe that followed the phoenix, and the phoenix always hunted the water tribe that followed the dragons.

Gradually, the two major tribes that followed the dragons and phoenixes, the Jiaolong and Peng bird, became enemies.

Now that they are all in trouble and rely on Shushan, they don’t shout and kill each other as they did before.

But it is normal to dislike each other. Of course, when they were in Shushan, they certainly didn’t dare to do it openly.

After all, Jiang Yan had said before that no disputes were allowed to arise within a hundred years, and the Jiaolong and Peng bird tribes were not sure where the boundaries of the disputes were.

But outside the Shushan world, it was much easier.

Although the Ice God is here, it is impossible to fight, but it is still easy to trip each other up.

Ao Mang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at this world from the air.

Although it seems that he is leading so many people and an army to attack, in fact, he is just standing in the Chaos Sea outside the Shushan world, staring at this world.

He did not come in.

After all, if you really want to enter this small world that has been confirmed to be the Peng bird clan, you will really have to fight.

The confrontation between Jin Dang and others and Ao Mang and others exudes a huge high-dimensional aura that transcends the existence of the entire world.

For a time, the entire Qin world was trembling, and people like Ying Zheng could feel the fear that the world conveyed to them, the local creatures, all the time.

But...

Neither Ao Mang nor other Jiaolong people really targeted this world deliberately, they just unconsciously exuded aura.

For the first time, the people of the Qin Dynasty saw what the real world of immortal cultivation would be like.

The sky was covered with golden wings, the Great Peng, the Devil Bird of Meng, the Black Bird, the Black Flood Dragon...

All kinds of existences broke their previous imaginations.

At this moment, the people of the entire Qin Dynasty realized that the world had changed dramatically.

Ying Zheng clenched his fists slightly. Ao Mang and others did not target any of them, but they just stood there with full momentum.

He already felt his own powerlessness. The Great Qin that he had always been proud of was like a bunch of ants playing house in front of such a person.

Life and death were controlled by a thought, so he could not bring up any idea of ​​resistance.

The gap was too big...

No wonder every time Xuan Chen and others mentioned the secular dynasty and mortals, the meaning behind their words was an attitude of arbitrary and arbitrary treatment.

The so-called dynasty, the so-called power, the so-called way of the emperor...

For them, as long as they are not immortal cultivators, it is all a joke.

Ying Zheng experienced a world that was more beautiful than the Qin Dynasty.A more cruel law.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected.

The weak are not qualified to speak up for themselves.

The principle of the world of immortal cultivation is also very simple. Whoever is stronger is the truth.

Ying Zheng also understood why Xuan Chen and others had been emperors for so long, but had no interest in sorting out the country.

Compared to the immortal cultivators who were getting stronger all the time and had such power.

The secular dynasty...

Even if all the people in the dynasty were top warriors, it would not have any effect at all.

In short...

Mortals are pets raised by immortal cultivators.

For some reason, Ying Zheng felt a little sad.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the black dragon above his head was brighter than the sun, so Ying Zheng did not dare to look up. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But the more this happened, the more ashamed and angry Ying Zheng was.

In this world, the desire to govern the Qin Dynasty has greatly shrunk, and the desire to cultivate and become stronger has rapidly increased.

No matter how powerful his Qin Dynasty is, it is just a mortal dynasty in the lower world, and it is of no help to his cultivation of immortality. 0 ...

Even if he wants to follow the kingly way, he needs support from others, resources and foundation.

The only thing Ying Zheng can rely on now is the Peng bird clan. []

The good news is...

The Peng bird clan is one of the five most prominent clans in the world.

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, Ying Zheng felt that the corner of his clothes was tightly grasped.

Looking back, Ying Yinman's face was pale at this time, and he lowered his head tremblingly.

"Father, are we going to die..."

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, held Ying Yin Man's hand, and comforted her softly:

"Be good, Yin Man, the ancestor will protect us."

"Father, are all immortal cultivators so powerful..."

Ying Yin Man looked at Ying Zheng with expectation, and the latter nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, Yin Man, for immortal cultivators, immortal cultivators with lower strength than themselves, as well as mortals, do not have the qualifications to communicate with them on an equal footing."

"So Yin Man... we must practice well. The identities of mortal emperors and princesses are worthless in front of immortal cultivators."

"For them, the whole world may not have much value."

Ying Yin Man nodded with some mixed feelings. Not far away, Zou Yan, Gai 1.2 Nie and others also knelt on the ground, trembling with sweat.

They are not like Ying Zheng, who at least still has the blood of the black bird and has started to practice.

They are just warriors...

Facing the top cultivators who are now at the peak of Qi Refining and Spiritualization, they are full of momentum and collide with each other across the world.

Even if the aftermath did not affect them, the slightest leakage of this aura would make them hover on the edge of life and death.

"This is... a cultivator... a strong man!"

Zou Yan has been pressed to the ground, and he raised his head with difficulty to look up at Ao Mang and others in the sky, his eyes fanatical.

"GoodStrong... so strong!"

"I want to become such a being too! Definitely!".