Fairy way

The lonely wind blows across Nuoda's northern border.

The world is in chaos, and the Tao has collapsed. I am afraid it will take a long time to really recover.

Distorted and brilliant brilliance flickered between the sky and the earth, embers drifted, and the naked eye seemed to be able to see only crooked light and shadows.

The mountains, rivers and rocks are mottled and rugged, as if they are about to turn into powder and drift away at any time.

Hearing Venerable Qinghu denying his identity, everyone's hearts became colder and colder.

Could it be that there is still a realm above the semi-sacred peak?

Mo Shengmu, Old Monster Liuhe and other top monks in Zhongzhou were full of vigilance and doubts. It seemed that they didn't believe the words of Venerable Qinghu, but they also didn't trust their own judgment.

Because if it is really a saint, it is indeed impossible for the movement to be so small.

Only Jiang Chen looked at Venerable Qinghu with thoughtful eyes.

Jiang Xiaoxi felt a little regretful: "Hey, it turned out not to be..."

"My boy, why do you look so disappointed." Venerable Qinghu squinted.

Jiang Xiaoxi pursed her lips, with a hint of grievance: "It would be great if you are a saint, Master. You can get rid of all those bad guys, and people in the mortal world don't have to die."

"It doesn't matter who is a bad person. This world is not black and white. You think you are a good person, but in the eyes of others, you are also a big evil person." Venerable Qinghu calmed down.

Jiang Xiaoxi was taken aback for a moment, her dark eyes showed a bit of bewilderment.

Are you a villain?

And the hearts of all the mortal monks sank suddenly.

Could it be that Venerable Qinghu just came to save Jiang Xiaoxi, and didn't intend to help them.

"But people have relatives and estrangements." Venerable Qinghu smiled heartily: "My good disciples think they are bad people, so they are naturally bad people."

Jiang Xiaoxi nodded with a half understanding.

The hearts of all the monks in the mortal world rose from the underworld to the nine heavens.

I saw the figure of Venerable Qinghu flickering, and the next moment, he came in front of Jiang Chen, and the Qinghu under his seat showed ferocious fangs, disdainful of everything, and the majesty of the king overflowed.

The aura of Venerable Qinghu seems to have completely merged with the Qinghu, and a monstrous might that shakes the world suddenly rises.

Arrogant, domineering.

No one in sight.

"I'll give you three breaths, get out. After three breaths, all of you will be killed." Venerable Qinghu spoke slowly, and the fierce power pervaded the world.

The mighty purple air rushes from the east, like a raging river, covering the sky and the sun.

With one word, everything collapses.

The mountains, rivers and earth were torn apart, and the dust drifted all over the sky.

The sun and the moon were dark, and even the hideous crack that penetrated the heaven and the earth that merged the mortal world and the northern border trembled, as if everything would return to death.

Countless monks in the spiritual world were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and they felt cold all over, as if they were about to be crushed to pieces in the next moment.

The figure of the blue tiger venerable became more and more mysterious, full of endless power.

Makes people dare not look directly.

A large number of monks in the spiritual world threw away their helmets and armor, and fled, flying towards the distance in the sky filled with light. Some monks were even afraid that they would not be able to run far in three breaths, so they forced out their essence and blood to perform the secret method of overdraft.

That scene was truly spectacular.

"If you're not a saint, how could you have such power? It's impossible, it's impossible." Old Monster Liuhe lost his mind and felt that his cognition had been impacted.

The cultivators of Yuandao Palace, Youge and other big forces were extremely nervous and didn't know what to do.

Mo Shengmu stared at Venerable Qinghu.

"One" Venerable Qinghu spoke lightly, and the sound was like a big bell, resounding through the sky and nine heavens, causing thousands of thunder.

Liu He and the others couldn't help but retreat a hundred miles in fear.

But obviously this is not enough.

"Two." Venerable Qinghu's eyes are like lightning, traveling through space, piercing nothingness, seeing everything in the world as nothing.

Mo Shengmu's body trembled, his eyes were still full of disbelief, his pupils trembled uncontrollably: "No, you are a saint, you existed in ancient times!"

Venerable Qinghu obviously didn't want to ignore it, but slowly opened his mouth, ready to call out the third number.

"Hahahahaha, it's really interesting!" The world suddenly fell into absolute darkness, and a loud laugh pierced through the world, and the roar resounded.

The supreme holy prestige began to vibrate.

Laughter came from the boundless void, covering the entire northern border.

Countless mortal monks began to suffocate.

Jiang Chen's expression was solemn: "It's not good!"

It's not good.

The Old One has appeared!

The faces of the monks in the You Pavilion were full of excitement. They all knelt down, bowed their heads respectfully, and even their voices trembled with excitement: "I have seen the ancestor!"

The owner of this voice is naturally the old ancestor of Youge, who became famous in ancient times, and later set up the Youge dojo, and finally fell asleep until now, the top old monster that has never died—Yun Huanming.

At the end of the vicissitudes of life, a big hand stretched out from nothingness, carrying a cold black air all over the sky, as if to control the sun, moon and stars.

With just one hand, he suppressed Venerable Qinghu's monstrous power.

"Roar!" Qinghu raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, looking extremely angry.

It finally appeared.

The true background of the top forces in Zhongzhou.

It has never been a sage's treasure, or some ancient formation, dojo, but an ancient sage who once dominated the situation in ancient times and disdained the laws of heaven and earth!

Countless monks watched excitedly at the big hand that suddenly appeared.

This is the saint.

The power of the saint is too terrifying.

Is there really an Old One alive today?

Unbelievable!

The promised sage is extinct, why is it manifested today?

"Cut off the origin of the sage and divide it among Qinghu. Relying on the secret method of controlling beasts to avoid the way of heaven is really a good way. It's amazing, but it's a pity that we will never be able to return to the top in the future." The laughter remained the same.

Venerable Qinghu said lightly: "It's worth it to be free from restraint and deep sleep. It's not like you old guys who are unwilling to die and would rather sleep, and a lot of them died in dreams."

The laughter dies down.

The big hand fell on the mountains and rivers.

Large areas of mountains were instantly annihilated between heaven and earth.

An extremely indifferent questioning voice sounded: "Your aura is very strange. I am afraid that sanctification was at the end of ancient times, right? That's why you can escape the most terrifying moment."

Northern Xinjiang trembled.

Venerable Qinghu turned out to be an ancient sage who walked freely between heaven and earth? !

Even if part of the source is cut off.

But it is far from being comparable to other monks.

No wonder Qinghu's furious roar can overwhelm saints and repel countless semi-sages.

Jiang Xiaoxi's eyes were full of little stars, and she looked at Master with admiration.

It turns out that Master is so powerful.

"What does it have to do with you?" Venerable Qinghu caressed Qinghu's back to ease his emotions, and said lightly: "This deity does not come out, but I dare to come here to show off the tiger, and I am not afraid that I will be short of a hand after exhaustion of flesh and blood?"

These words reassured the mortal cultivator a little.

so far so good.

Sure enough, a saint cannot come out.

The opponent dared to show only one hand at most.

"Junior, do you really think you are invincible?" Yun Huanming suppressed his angry voice: "The saint can't come out, and I can kill you!"

Venerable Qinghu smiled, brushed off a few wisps of dust from his body, and said calmly: "If you dare to reveal the power of a saint, I will go to your secluded pavilion, destroy your disciples and grandchildren, and destroy your eternal foundation. If you force you to show up in real life, let you Exposing your depleted body to the laws of heaven, I don't think you will die."

"How dare you!!" Yun Huanming was furious.

"Why don't I dare?"

Venerable Qinghu said coldly: "It's not that I thought I was invincible."

"In this era, saints do not come out."

"I am invincible."