Where can there be a golden immortal in the world who can withstand hundreds of cultivators of the same level with one person, and gain the upper hand?

It's outrageous.

Even though he had always admired his master, Yunling Sanren, he couldn't help but complain in his heart at this moment.

This is not nonsense, what is it? What are you confused about?

Are you getting a mistake?

Could it be that Master Master made a mistake in his cultivation, otherwise how could he say such unreasonable words?

In an instant, countless thoughts popped up in the mind of Zhenren Tianxuan, no wonder he didn't believe this statement.

It's really ridiculous, and he has personal experience, and the other party can easily fight against a hundred people. How could it be in the Golden Immortal Stage?

So no matter what, he couldn't agree.

However, at this moment, Lin Xiaoyao's voice came to his ears.

"Yes, Mr. Lin is just a cultivator at the ninth level of the Golden Immortal. Fellow Dao is worthy of being a half-step Daluo. This vision is indeed admirable."

"What?"

As soon as these words were said, Tianxuan's eyes almost popped out.

Suspicion is something wrong with my ears.

He originally wanted to wait for the uninvited guest in front of him to refute, but unexpectedly, the other party admitted it calmly.

Poor Tianxuan Zhenren was confused.

Are you mistaken? The person in front of you is really just a Golden Immortal level cultivator?

And he is just an existence at the ninth level of the Golden Immortal. In terms of realm, he is even slightly inferior to himself?

For a moment, the head of the Hidden Immortal Sect felt that his head was a little insufficient.
Chapter completed!