After Wang Quan and others received the news, their faces were ashen and they said nothing.
Among the seven great sects, there was a sneer.
"Qin Luo, do you really think that the majesty of my sect can be trampled on? Now you know the consequences!"
At this time, Qin Luo didn't know anything and was still in seclusion.
boom!
In an unknown valley, Qin Luo sat cross-legged.
His whole body was shrouded in holy white light, and his body, cultivation, and soul were all rapidly increasing.
The medicinal power of Thunder Tribulation Pill is really too powerful.
Half a month later, Qin Luo's breath suddenly shook, breaking through the layers of barriers and breaking through to another level.
Suddenly, all the vitality within an eighty-mile radius was trembling.
One after another, heaven and earth tornadoes descended from high altitude, like funnels, converging towards the valley.
These vitality are almost visible to the naked eye, like smoke pillars.
Immediately Qin Luo found a top-notch cultivation method and skill in the Dragon King's inheritance.
Twelve days chart.
Qin Luo immediately started practicing.
However, with Qin Luo's current strength, he has only mastered two heavenly maps, because these twelve heavenly maps are too powerful.
When Qin Luo came out of seclusion and returned to Tianyun City, Shui'er and others were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
Qin Luo has spent nearly a month in retreat this time.
Although Qinglian Sword Immortal did not give a specific time, if it is delayed for too long, it will obviously make Qinglian Sword Immortal angry.
"Teacher, you are back. Qinglian Sword Immortal wants to fight you!" Seeing Qin Luo, Shui'er hurried over and said.
"Shangxian, the sect leader of our sect, invites you to meet at Kunwu Mountain. The time is up to you!" At this time, an Earthly Immortal wearing Taoist robes also came over.
"Okay!" Qin Luo agreed without hesitation.
Qinglian Sword Immortal is the number one sword cultivator in Hongmeng. If he can be defeated, it will be enough to shock the entire Hongmeng.
"In just half a month, I will go to Kunwu Mountain to meet the Qinglian Sword Immortal!"
It didn't take long for Qin Luo's words to spread throughout Hongmeng.
Countless people were in an uproar.
Oh my god, not only did Qin Luo not back down, he actually went to the appointment.
After learning the whole news, countless masters from sects and aristocratic families rushed to Kunwu Mountain from all directions.
For a time, the entire Hongmeng was boiling with excitement.
At this time, Qin Luo found a quiet residence in Tianyun City and began to take stock of the gains and losses of this retreat.
"This time, I have used up all my wealth, all the spiritual stones, elixirs, and medicinal materials. If I can't find other treasures, I won't be able to improve my cultivation in the short term!"
Qin Luo smiled bitterly,
Although the Twelve Heavens Map is against the sky, it consumes too many resources.
Although all the family resources were exhausted, the harvest this time was huge.
Not only has he cultivated to become the Earth-shaking Tu.
He also practiced Lei Zetu.
Ten days later, everyone started to set off for Kunwu Mountain.
Kunwu Mountain is known as the first sacred mountain in Hongmeng.
This mountain is three thousand feet high, as straight as a sword, reaching straight into the sky. From halfway up the mountain, it begins to be shrouded in clouds and mist. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can even touch the aura and clouds, as if you are living in the sky.
It is said that in ancient times, the Divine Lord Kunwu opened the Hongmeng Realm and cut through the 8,000-mile Nulong River with a sword. Finally, he inserted his divine sword at the head of the Nulong River and turned it into the Kunwu Mountain.
Shui'er enthusiastically told everyone what she had heard.
Everyone took a boat and went down the Nulong River, traveling thousands of miles a day. In just three days, they approached Kunwu Mountain.
"These are just myths and legends. Hongmeng is so big, how could it be created by humans.
Moreover, one sword cut across the Nulong River, and even the weapons were several thousand feet tall. How big must the Kunwu Lord himself be, ten thousand feet tall?" Princess Yulin snorted coldly.
Shui'er pouted, these stories were told to her by the elderly people in Lingshan City, and she didn't know whether they were true or false.
Qin Luo, on the other hand, stood on the bow of the awning boat with his hands behind his back, looking towards Kunwu Mountain in the distance with deep eyes.
At this time, countless aristocratic families had already gathered.
On the Nulong River, there are sails fluttering in the wind everywhere.
One ship was bigger than the other, even hundreds of meters long, blocking the entire city of Raging Dragon.
At this time, a whining sound sounded.
With the sound of horns, the fleet in front of the awning boat suddenly split in half from the middle. The awning boat, like an emperor descending, cut through the waves and headed towards the thousand-foot sacred mountain in the eyes of everyone around.
Everyone knew that Qin Luo was here.
I saw a man standing on the bow of a large ship that was completely dark and dozens of meters long.
"Is he Qin Luo? Doesn't he look like nothing special?"
Qin Luo looked like an ordinary person. He did not have a monstrous aura or mighty immortal power.
It gives people the impression of a weak scholar. A young girl wearing black clothes with a cold face curled her lips and said.
The old man next to the girl said hurriedly after hearing what the girl said:
"Yu Mo, you have to be careful. Qin Luo, the Immortal, is one of the few strong men in Hongmeng. He can wipe out all of our Tianshui Sect with just a snap of his fingers."
"Oh, I understand, master!" The girl who called Yu Mo lowered her head.