Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1522: Come here!

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Night.

It's as black as ink.

Lingcheng tonight is destined to be unstable.

A group of people wearing golden robes suddenly roared like lightning from the night sky not far away. They are fast, almost galloping from several kilometers away in the blink of an eye.

Stand firmly in the sky above Lingcheng.

They were like gods, invincible, and stepped on the entire Lingcheng under their feet.

"Old ancestor, this is Lingcheng." The second prince pointed to the city below and said to the ancestor Beiming.

Hearing this, the ancestor Bei Ming said "um", and then he saw his eyes slowly closed. Immediately afterwards, a vast ocean-like aura also diffused from the body of the ancestor Beiming, and gradually penetrated the corners of the entire Lingcheng.

Om~

It's as crisp as the sound of a bell, which sounded in almost everyone's mind in Lingcheng.

At this moment, everyone in Lingcheng seemed to be affected by some kind of induction, and they raised their heads subconsciously, with doubts in their eyes.

And a moment later.

This kind of induction just disappears without a trace.

At the moment when this induction disappeared, the ancestor Beiming also slowly opened his eyes, and a golden lightning flashed in his eyes.

"Ancestor, how is it?" Looking at the ancestor Beiming who opened his eyes, the prince asked aloud.

"Huh." Upon hearing this, the corners of Beiming's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes also showed disdain, and said faintly: "The land of projectiles is the land of projectiles, and the old man just detected it with divine consciousness. This Lingcheng, now the old man can already be sure, there is no such thing as a cultivation base beyond the Golden Core Immortal in this Lingcheng!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Northern Ming Dynasty was taken aback for a while, and immediately afterwards, their eyes also showed joy, and said: "In that case, the so-called Qilin people, Maybe you haven’t stepped into the Golden Core Immortal?"

"Haha, scared me! I thought he was a member of the Qilin tribe, but he didn't even reach the Golden Core Immortal? That's all!"

"Yes, as long as you don't step into the Golden Core Immortal, it is not worth mentioning in front of our ancestors! Whether he is of the Qilin clan or the Linqi clan, he is called to come and go!"

A group of princes burst into laughter, and everyone's expression became lighter at this moment. To be honest, they were still full of jealousy against the demon gods in their hearts, because after all, the other party was from the Qilin clan, and neither the cultivation resources nor the background were comparable to the Northern Ming Dynasty.

So they are very worried that the Qilin tribe’s cultivation will surpass the ancestors.

But now that I heard the words of the ancestors, a stone in everyone's hearts could not help but quietly landed.

……

……

At the same time.

In the mansion of the leader of Lingcheng, the leader Bai Qiandai is sitting on the main seat at the moment, his face is extremely gloomy. Not only him, but the high-levels around him were also fidgeting, and there was a deep melancholy in their eyes.

The Mo Bai on the side is also fidgeting.

At this moment, on his left arm, the gauze is winding round after round, looking embarrassed, as if he has been seriously injured.

"Father, do you feel it?" At this moment, Bai Mo asked, with a questioning expression in his eyes.

"Hmm." Hearing these words, Bai Qiandai's eyes also showed a gloomy color. He nodded slowly and said: "I feel...it is the power of the golden core god! Only this power, Only then can it penetrate the corners of Lingcheng!"

"Is this the golden core immortal from the Northern Ming Dynasty!" someone in the crowd asked.

"Nine to ten!" Hearing this, Bai Chiyo nodded gloomily. After saying this, he stood up and walked slowly toward the door.

"Father, are you going to see them?" Bai Mo quickly followed.

"It is a blessing, not a curse, it is a curse that cannot be avoided." When Bai Qiandai sighed, his eyes also showed a gloomy color, and said: "People from the Northern Ming Dynasty died in our Lingcheng. As the leader of Lingcheng, I cannot sit idly by! Besides, the anger of the Golden Core Immortal is not so easy to calm down. If we do not give them an explanation today, I am afraid he will not leave!"

After saying these words, Bai Chiyo didn't stop, and continued to walk towards the door. When Bai Mo and the other leaders saw this, they didn't stop too much, and followed the footsteps of Bai Qiandai, walking towards the door.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Bai Qiandai guessed. At this moment, several figures were standing in the sky of Lingcheng. This group of people are all wearing golden robes, and each of them looks extraordinary and detached.

Don’t guess, these people are the princes from the Northern Ming Dynasty!

In the middle of this group, there is an old man with white beard and hair standing. He looks majestic, and a tyrannical breath is constantly coming out of his body. Under the spread of this powerful breath, the surrounding air was violently shaking, as if even the air couldn't bear this powerful breath, and seemed to collapse at any time.

It's not just the leaders of Lingcheng, this powerful aura has also caused many powerful people in Lingcheng to raise their heads, with doubts in their eyes.

"Who is that?"

"What a powerful breath! It's definitely not a land fairy!"

"What's the matter with this old man's breath? Why... Feeling his breath, I have difficulty breathing!"

The powerhouses from all planes all said one after another, and there was a look of shock in their eyes.

At this moment, the white leader and others also walked out of the door. They raised their heads and looked at the people of the Northern Ming Dynasty in the sky. Everyone's eyes showed a respectful look, they clasped their fists at the people in the sky, and said in a very respectful tone:

"I have seen the old **** of Jin Dan!"

"In the leader of Xialing City, Bai Qiandai, I don't know what the old gods do in my Lingcheng?"

White Chiyo clasped his fists and asked respectfully.

"Huh." Hearing this, the ancestor Beiming snorted in his nose, his eyes showed arrogance, and he said coldly: "Old man is coming to your Lingcheng, don't you know? I am coming from the North Ming Dynasty. You Lingcheng, you make Lingcheng flourish! But what about you? You don’t want to be respectful, and even let my prince of the Northern Ming Dynasty die in Lingcheng? You don’t plan to do this. Can you give me an explanation?"

The ancestor Beiming snorted coldly. After saying this, the aura in his body also diffused again, and its intensity was even stronger than before!

Under the immersion of this powerful aura, all the leaders couldn't help but shiver.