When the Tianlong Dynasty was destroyed, his father died. He was taught the Holy Skills of Longtian by Gu Qing, but was sent away. He witnessed Gu Qing fighting various major sects alone. He resented his own incompetence in his heart, but he knew that he
Staying will only drag down Gu Qing.
From the inherited skills, we know that the Heavenly Dragon Emperor practiced hard in the Wanlong Mountains thousands of years ago, and then rose up in the prosperous age, and finally ruled hundreds of millions of miles of holy land, with all the major sects bowing their heads.
He searched hard and finally came to the Ten Thousand Dragon Mountains. He was originally a descendant of Tianlong Tianxia, with pure blood in his body, and finally revealed the true secret of Longtian's holy skill.
The Wanlong Mountain Range is the place closest to the Ziwei stars. The Longtian Holy Technique relies on the power of the Ziwei stars to qualitatively improve one's own cultivation. This extremely domineering technique is the true legacy left by the Emperor Tianlong.
inherited.
"The ancestors left the mighty dragon energy in the Ziwei stars, and I used the dragon energy to climb to such a state. Could it be that the ancestors had already predicted that our Tianlong Dynasty would suffer such a disaster ten thousand years later?" Long Yu murmured to himself, with a flash in his eyes.
A look of surprise.
After a cup of tea, he suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and a Nine Dragons decree appeared in his hand. Looking at the thing condensed with runes in his hand, Long Yu's eyes widened and he murmured: "If this Nine Dragons decree is really as the ancestors said, I, Tianlong, will
The dynasty will return to the world."
"go!"
Without any hesitation, Long Yu suddenly threw the Nine Dragons Edict into the void, and an astonishing change occurred.
Nine dragons soared, traveling in all directions, and nine thousands of miles of fire dragons crisscrossed the holy land of hundreds of millions of miles. This also made the people of the holy land look horrified, wondering what kind of big event was happening.
With the birth of the Nine Dragons Edict, the nine remote mountain villages in the Holy Land suddenly heard the sound of shouting for death. The supreme power shot out in all directions, and they all rushed towards the Wanlong Mountains.
The Tianlong Dynasty has ruled the Holy Land for tens of thousands of years. The Tianlong Emperor from ten thousand years ago was an unparalleled overlord. His cultivation level is unimaginable to the world. However, when the Tianlong Dynasty fell, even the Dragon Emperor only cultivated his body through separate births. If you think about this kind of thing carefully,
It seems that there are obviously many doubts.
Even the Ten Thousand Years Holy Land has foundations that exist, but this Ten Thousand Years Dynasty had no foundations until its collapse. This situation is absolutely weird.
Today, according to the secret method left by the Emperor Tianlong, Long Yu finally issued the Nine Dragons Edict. This also revealed the secrets that had been dormant for thousands of years. I am afraid that the Holy Land is about to be in chaos.
…
Xia Qingyue walked alone among the vast green mountains and clear blue water. She traveled to the holy land, and her own cultivation level increased at an extremely fast speed. The green lotus mark on her forehead became more solid, blooming with green glow from time to time.
Whoa whoosh!
Suddenly, the vastness of the Milky Way, the whirlpool of the void, and the vast sky and the earth suddenly burst into green light. In the vast sky, a huge green lotus appeared in the world. Without waiting for Xia Qingyue to react, the green lotus quickly shot towards Xia Qingyue.
Come.
Zhengzhengzheng!
As the green lotus melted into the center of Xia Qingyue's brows, the sound of swords from all over the world exploded between heaven and earth, causing Xia Qingyue's aura to rise violently.
Chi!
The void was torn apart, the Xuanling Sword burst into light that split the sky, and stood beside Xia Qingyue.
Buzz!
The orange-yellow gourd tore apart the sky and suddenly appeared above Xia Qingyue's head. The gourd suddenly swelled, and the bottle cork opened automatically. A fragrance of wine that was not like the human world wafted out. The gourd tilted, and the green wine covered Xia Qingyue's delicate body.
With a peaceful face, she sat cross-legged in the void, continuously absorbing this mysterious drink from all parts of her body.
…
The clear blue lake, the dragon boat breaking through the waves, many young saints and geniuses changing cups and cups, Luo Wusheng was among them, and all kinds of compliments kept ringing in his ears.
But as the Xuanling Sword cut through the void and left, the faces of these Saint Sons and Prodigies were shocked. They looked at Luo Wusheng with a look of surprise in their eyes.
Luo Wusheng was also in a daze. He didn't know why the Xuanling Sword suddenly left. This kind of thing frightened him and he couldn't understand the situation at all. It seemed that the only way to know the truth was to ask Bai Buyi.
"It doesn't matter, the Xuanling Sword is the most precious treasure of the Xuanling Sect. I think it was recalled by the Taixuan Sect Master, so don't mind." Luo Wusheng spoke majestically, with the demeanor of a young king, no longer the weak feeling he once had.
As Luo Wusheng finished speaking, many of the Holy Sons and Prodigies once again circled around Luo Wusheng. Luo Wusheng responded to all kinds of praises and compliments. It was obvious that he was the leader among this group of Holy Sons and Prodigies.
"Brother, please enlighten me!"
A gloomy word sounded, breaking the warm atmosphere on the dragon boat.
I saw a thin figure, wearing black clothes and holding a bloody sword in his hand. He stepped on the waves and then stood on the bow of the ship.
"Mei Yingfeng, are you finished?" Looking at the young man in black who appeared, Luo Wusheng's face was as gloomy as water.
"snort!"
"Mei Yingfeng, you are just a child, how can you be compared with the Son of Stars? The Son of God has already entered the state of becoming a god. He wants to kill you, but he can only do it with a snap of his fingers."
"That's right! If it weren't for the fact that you are the younger brother of the Son of God, we can kill you several times without the Son of God taking action. How can we let you come here again and again to disturb the Son of God's interest?"
Various sounds of disdain and contempt continued to sound, but Mei Yingfeng's face was calm and he did not make any answer. The only thing he did was to hold the blood-dropping sword in his hand and pointed at Luo Wusheng in the distance. The magic light around him slowly transpired, and made him
Luo Wusheng's face became increasingly embarrassed.
"Mei Yingfeng, I'll call you junior brother again, I hope you won't make a mistake." Luo Wusheng clenched his fists and said gloomily.
"Senior brother, you have completely changed since the master left. Even the tone of your speech has become bossy. If the master sees you like this, I don't know what he will think." Mei Yingfeng said in a low voice.
Voiced.
Hearing Mei Yingfeng's words, Luo Wusheng looked embarrassed. He didn't want Mei Yingfeng to mention Gu Qing the most. This was a knot in his heart and the most worrying thing in his heart.
He told himself from time to time that he had done nothing wrong. His master helped him reshape his fighting body and taught him his own skills. He was just traveling around, establishing good relations with major forces, and making up for the monstrous things his master had created.
Killing.
But for some reason, he thought of his master's indifferent face and his disdain for the people of the world, and he felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.
"Mei Yingfeng, Aunt Qingyue once warned me not to have a private fight with you, but you have come to provoke me over and over again. Do you really think that I, Luo Wusheng, am afraid of you?"
Shaking his head slowly, Mei Yingfeng said with a calm expression: "Senior brother has an unparalleled fighting body, and his cultivation speed is even more unmatched by Ying Feng, but Master once told me to let you and I go together. Although Senior Brother is not willing, we can
Junior brother, you should listen to your master’s instructions and gather with your senior brother in the same place day and night. What’s wrong with you and my senior brother competing against each other?”
"Master, Master, Master, you will never leave Master. Today I will teach you a lesson on Master's behalf." Finally, he couldn't stand Mei Yingfeng's attitude. Luo Wusheng's whole body bloomed with panic power, and he suddenly attacked Mei Yingfeng.
Shoot away.
clang!
The blood-dropping sword fell to the ground, and Mei Yingfeng was suddenly knocked out. Facing Luo Wusheng, the god-transformation monk, he was only a child-born monk, so how could he be Luo Wusheng's opponent.
"snort."
Looking at Mei Yingfeng falling into the lake, Luo Wusheng snorted coldly. Without saying a word, he turned into mysterious light and disappeared on the dragon boat.
As Luo Wusheng left, many of the prodigy saints on the dragon boat looked at each other and at Mei Yingfeng in the middle of the lake, with cold murderous intent in their eyes.
On this day, the demonic light surged into the sky, and a demon was born. The land was reduced to ashes. Many saints and geniuses suffered heavy casualties. A black-clothed young man with demonic light all over his body disappeared. The black pupils in his eyes disappeared, and the whites of his eyes were terrifying.
After Gu Qing, his second disciple Mei Yingfeng finally followed in his footsteps and turned into a demon on Bibo Lake.
This news shocked everyone in the Sanctuary. The demon-turned-Mei Yingfeng was not scary. What was scary was the person behind him. That person had disappeared from the Sanctuary for half a year, as if he had disappeared from the world.
The world doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, but every time he thinks of this person, everyone is in awe. If this person is still alive and gets this news, what earth-shattering things will he do?
Many of the surviving Saint Sons and Prodigies are members of various major sects. They were strictly ordered by their sect masters to go out, and their mountain gates were closed for several months to prevent the appearance of the person behind the young man.
After spending several months in such panic, that person did not appear, which also made all the major sects feel relieved. There was no trace of this person in such a big event. Perhaps this legendary figure was already in a secret place somewhere.
In it, the path of physical death will disappear.
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Northern Territory, Qingtian Pavilion.
Gu Qing didn't know anything about the Holy Realm. He was still settling his body and mind in Xitian Pavilion, and the seven days passed quickly, and Rui'er did not return to this place.
This also made Gu Qing sigh helplessly, knowing that this little girl was in too deep, and it was not so easy to see through the illusion.
"Sir, today is the seventh day. I wonder if you are ready?" No one was seen, but hearing his voice, Elder Su transmitted a message to the outside world, and Gu Qing slowly opened his eyes.
"Senior Su, please ask the Pavilion Master to go to the martial arts arena. I will be there shortly." Gu Qing said in a low voice.
Gu Qing stood up from the cold spring. He took one step forward and landed lightly on the ground. He was not anxious or worried at all. He strolled towards the outside of Xitian Pavilion, just like taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
Gu Qing chose the martial arts arena simply because it was the place where Qingtian Pavilion disciples practiced, and it was also the place with the strongest yang energy. It should be somewhat helpful in summoning souls.
Gu Qing had been silent for seven days. When he walked out of Xitian Pavilion this time, the news reached Lu Hanchuan's ears, causing the entire Qingtian Pavilion to stir.
Martial Arts Arena.
It is vast and boundless, and there are many swords and weapons.
After being notified by Su Xiaochen, the Master of Qingtian Pavilion arrived here early. Behind him stood eighteen people from Zhiyang, and even trusted elders stood on both sides of Master Qingtian. Everyone looked at the entrance of the martial arts arena, with expectations in their eyes.
Meaning.
"Ha ha."
Before Gu Qing arrived, a wild laugh rang out in the martial arts arena. He saw Lu Hanchuan as the leader, followed by Elder Bai and others on his left and right. The girl Rui'er was behind him, but her face was sad, obviously she had been scolded by Lu Hanchuan.
"I don't know what caused my senior brother to come to the martial arts arena in person, which surprised me as a junior brother." Lu Hanchuan strolled over and looked at the master of Qingtian Pavilion with a strange look in his eyes.