Chapter 2807: I am longevity

One hundred thousand immortal city, trillions of creatures, kneel and chant longevity.
"Emperor Changsheng!"
The sound, if it lifts the city of immortality, it is beyond the power of the Tao that day, endless creatures can't help being stunned.
They heard the four characters Changsheng the Great and looked at the creeping creatures in that city.
"Are these nasty bugs crazy?"
"Knowing the end, are you kneeling and praying? Ridiculous!"
"It's just a bunch of ants, even if you kneel down and pray, what about?"
"Emperor Changsheng, these four characters are the words of prayer in the bad soil of this era!?"
Many gods opened their mouths, high above them, looking at the creeping sentient beings, their eyes were full of disdain for killing.
Just when all beings are creeping and the gods are on top.
In a fairy city, a certain tree grows on top of the trees in this fairy city.
In a certain branch, a strand of long black hair is tied to it, faintly floating along with the shouts of all beings.
The voice of chanting is permeated in this fairy city.
More power of heaven and earth, at this moment, crazily condensed.
That strand of black hair, as if swallowing the power of the world, slowly drifted from that twig into the soil.
In the next moment, when the strength of the blue and white condenses, that wisp of sudden change, while all beings are kneeling on the ground, has already turned into a figure.
Black hair, black pupils, and white clothes.
In a certain fairy city, in a crevice of a restaurant, a strand of black hair swallowed the power of heaven and earth, wafting out of the gap, turning into a figure, and quietly appearing in the restaurant.
In a fairy city, on the ground, black hair rose up, turned into that white dress, standing with hands, raising eyes to look at the gods.
...
In a fairy city, a young girl wore a strand of black hair on her wrist. Suddenly, the black hair on the girl's wrist fell, and the power of heaven and earth condensed, frightening the child to get up quickly.
But seeing that strand of black hair gradually turned into a figure, that white dress with black eyes.
The girl's face was full of panic, looking at that figure.
The voice of sentient beings chanted, and the white robe turned slightly, glanced at the girl, and chuckled.
"I am a longevity!"
At the sound of the sound, the girl's expression full of horror gradually settled down, watching the white dress skyrocket into the city, scornful of the sky full of gods.
On the branches, among the flowers, in the crevices... and even on the body of the creatures.
Strands of black hair rose from all parts of this hundred thousand immortal city, and transformed into that white dress with the power of the heaven and earth of this immortal world.
One by one, white clothes leaped into the sky, and beneath him was the creeping, all beings chanting the emperor's name.
A creature noticed it and looked up.
"That is……"
"White clothes, ink hair, black eyes...The Great Emperor Changsheng!? That is the legendary Great Emperor Changsheng!"
"It can be seen that longevity means seeing Emperor Changsheng!?"
"Emperor Changsheng is in this fairy city!?"
"It's saved, hahaha, the Emperor Changsheng is here, how can the gods be presumptuous!"
The sentient beings raised their heads, looked at the white dress, and worshipped.
One hundred thousand immortal city, full of this white dress vacated, facing the endless gods.
"This is the avatar!"
A saint opened his mouth and looked at the white robe, but his face did not improve.
There are more than tens of thousands of creatures in the sky. If the Emperor Changsheng comes in person, there may be a glimmer of victory, but just an incarnation, and how many gods can he contend! ?
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Among the immortals, the depths of the endless fairy soil.
Xu Wushang looked at the Heavenly Dao Platform, the Four Realms, and the Underworld, all fighting, and a confrontation between the Immortal Realm and the Gods and the Great Emperor almost destroyed the world.
However, at this moment, Xu Wushang's eyes fell in the middle domain.
She could clearly perceive that the power of Heaven's Path and the power of Immortal Earth were being swallowed at an astonishing speed.
"Qin Changqing! There are more than tens of millions of gods in the 100,000 immortal city in the middle area. Even if you have such magical powers, it can overwhelm the world, it is still too risky!"
Xu Wushang was whispering, she seemed to see the one hundred thousand fairy city, the one hundred thousand white clothes.
The Middle Territory, throughout the ages, has been the largest battlefield among immortals and gods, and it is also a battleground in the Great Tribulation.
However, Qin Xuan intends to defend the entire Middle Territory, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of gods with one person.
How crazy is this move! ?
He is looking at the gods as if there is nothing, and despising the gods as if they are immortal soil, even if they are thousands, hundreds of millions of gods, it is hard to compare him to Qin Changqing!
"I hope you can achieve something."
Xu Wushang took a deep breath. In the past, she was shocked when she heard of Qin Xuan's move, even as the supreme way of heaven, but even so, she finally agreed.
She was betting, but she had to bet.
Today, the four realms of Xiantu, Mingtu, are suppressing the Great Tribulation, almost rare in ancient times, suppressing the gods.
If it weren't for him, Qin Changqing, to guard the middle domain alone, this would be impossible.
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Under those immortal cities, if all sentient beings see hope, in the eyes of the dawn, the white robe slams the power of heaven.
boom!
When there is the power of longevity, the Emperor Sword will be swept across thousands of gods with one sword.
The blood of the gods is like rain, pouring down on the power of that day.
That white robe is fiercely fighting against billions of gods.
boom!
On a fairy city, there is a strange and unique method that is connected to the sky, ten arms are suitable, and he is angry at the gods.
Wrathful forever!
There is also a fairy city, on the white clothes, and on the clothes of Emperor Changsheng. If the endless runes flicker and suddenly shake the sleeves, there are thousands of gods, under that sleeve, annihilated into powder.
Hum!
Above a fairy city, there is a white dress holding the clock, and two fists shake the emperor clock.
As Zhong Yin passed by, a statue carrying a feather and spirit, and a statue of the dark golden emperor pupil, almost burst and burst, turning into a mist of blood, filling the dark sky.
The hundred thousand immortal city that was almost desperate before, the endless gods that were almost rampant before, at this moment, reversing life and death, the joy of the immortal, the gods wailing.
Dressed in white clothes to guard a city, dyed with the blood of the gods, standing proudly.
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Above the Immortal Emperor Yue, Qin Xuan stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at Zhongyu.
The strands of incarnation rise, borrow the power of the heavenly way, gather the power of the heavenly way, gather the eternal emperor in his body, and cast a body of emperor.
He used to accompany all his daughters and traveled through the 100,000 cities in the Central Region.
Thirty-three years, he Qin Changqing has never wasted.
In a city, he breaks a strand of hair and stays in the city to perform this supernatural power and transform into this one hundred thousand emperor body.
Qin Xuan seemed to see the blood mist of the gods, and in his ears, he seemed to hear the unwilling anger of the many gods.
The corners of Qin Xuan's mouth curled up, laughing wildly, contemptuous of the gods.
He stood on the top of this immortality, in white clothes like snow, hanging a gourd and a sword at his waist.
I have one hundred thousand hairs for longevity, tied to one hundred thousand cities in Middle-earth.
All sentient beings bow their heads and sing the title of Emperor, and the gods are buried in white clothes!
The smile at the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth became more intense. He looked at the sky full of gods, and the fire of eternal life was burning in his eyes.
"Who is talking, I am immortal, will be slaughtered, whoever dares to say, I am immortal, is not as good as a god!"
Hum!
A sound of sword chanting rose from the top of Immortal Emperor Yue, as if shocking the gods in the sky.
Qin Xuan held the sword, stood up in white clothes, and stepped out.
I have a law, one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers!
In this burial field, endless gods!