Global Atavism: My Ancestor Was the Great Sun Golden Crow
47 Arriving at the central city, the eight immortals welcomed him

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Bai Zhu.

Chang Qin.

Flying Dragon.

Tiangong.

Southern Dipper.

Big Dipper.

Huang He.

Guang Yuan.

These eight were the immortals who had been guarding the city all year round.

At this moment!

Eight immortals gathered together!

The 200 4th grade Atavism Awakened looked at this rare scene with excitement.

Everyone secretly swore.

Today, he had to be selected as a Demon Slayer!

As long as he performed well, he might be able to obtain the favor of an immortal.

The fifth step!

Although it was only one level away from the fourth level.

However, they were completely different creatures.

In terms of combat strength.

An immortal could completely kill him in 15 minutes.

He plowed the surface of a central city with an immortal technique.

Their full-powered attack was comparable to a nuclear bomb.

As for the fourth step.

Even if he exhausted all his strength, he would not be able to destroy a central city.

It was precisely this huge gap that led to the transcendental status of immortals.

The center of the hall and the surroundings seemed to be two different worlds.

Other than the eight immortals, there was no one else under the main lamp.

They talked calmly.

He didn't care about the 200 pairs of eyes and ears that were focused on him.

"Your actions in the seventh round are still as fast as ever!”

Immortal Guangyuan grinned widely. His chubby appearance made him look like a roly-doll.

As he laughed, he patted his big belly, making banging sounds.

"You even want to snatch my own nephew. Isn't this disregarding human relations?”

The purple-robed South Dipper Immortal chimed in,"

"It really doesn't make sense."

"All these years, the seventh round has always taken the best resources, making it difficult for the other six rounds!”

Big Dipper Immortal shook his head and continued,"

"The seventh round has always been filled with talents! The best 24 junior atavism practitioners of the Central Plains were all here.”

"It's not easy for a newcomer to come up now, but he wants to snatch it from us. Isn't that a little too much?”

……

In the surroundings.

The many Rank-4 Atavism Cultivators were a little puzzled as they listened.

But before they could react.

Immortal Bai Zhu sneered,"

"You want him?"

"Sure! Take a Celestial Artifact and invite him!"

The immortals in the sixth round immediately shut up.

Apart from the seventh round, he had three Celestial Artifacts and one Celestial Artifact left.

The other six rounds only had one Celestial Artifact, which was enough for him to use.

"What kind of ability is it to tempt a young man with benefits?”

Immortal Guangyuan was still a little unconvinced. He said stubbornly,"

"When he's older, he'll know that family ties are the most precious!”

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Haha! My nephew is finally here!"

After saying that.

Immortal Guangyuan actually walked out of the hall quickly.

This time, it wasn't just those Tier 4 atavism people who were stunned.

The other six immortals were also dumbfounded.

After all.

Everyone was a respected immortal. To be able to wait here, it was indeed because that young man's talent was peerless and too shocking. They wanted to see him as soon as possible.

At the same time, he wanted to see if there was still a chance.

However, waiting outside the hall was different. It became welcoming.

How could a dignified immortal welcome an eighteen-year-old junior?

"How shameless! You've lost the dignity of an immortal!"

South Dipper Immortal cursed in a low voice and followed closely behind.

"Guang Yuan is muddle-headed!"

Big Dipper Immortal flicked his sleeve and followed.

"I'm ashamed to be with this person!"

Immortal Fei Long glared at him, but his footsteps did not slow down at all.

"These guys!"

Immortal Bai Zhu gritted his teeth and appeared outside the hall.

In an instant.

The eight immortals disappeared.

The 4th rank invitees in the hall all looked around, somewhat confused.

"Why…why did the eight Immortals leave?”

"No, I can't! He didn't leave! He went outside the hall!"

"Let's go! Let's go and take a look too!"

No one knew who was the leader, but everyone subconsciously followed and came to the hall.

When he arrived outside the hall, he saw eight immortals standing quietly on the steps.

At the same time!

Da! Da! Da!

At the end of the long street ahead, a series of hurried and loud hoofbeats came.

He could vaguely see that the pedestrians on both sides of the street had stopped in their tracks and were stunned.

In the next moment.

A robust green bull appeared in everyone's line of sight.

On the back of the cow, which was not as narrow as a bus, sat an old man with a wooden cane in his hand. His white hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked calm.

There seemed to be another person sitting behind him.

On the left side of the green bull was a middle-aged man carrying a sword case on his back. He looked like a servant of a cow.

The group of grade four atavism people finally came to a realization.

"So the eight celestials are waiting for someone!”

At the same time, she felt a little disappointed,"So it's not for us…"

Someone shouted in the group,

"Ah! The one leading the cows is the Azure Aether Demon Slayer!"

Below, a large patch of recovery immediately appeared:

"Ah! Green Aether Demon Slayer? Qinggang Demon Slayer, Qiuniu, who was the person on the back of the ox?”

" To be able to make the Qinggang Demon Slayer, Qiuniu, and the eight immortals welcome him, it must be either a general or those old immortals…"

"He's here! He's here!"

Da! Da! Da!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of hooves, the green bull stopped in front of the gate of the seventh round.

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