However, his energy and blood were astonishingly vigorous, like a mature man or even a young man! His eyes had a gray and defeated look, and he didn't even have eyesight. He looked like a man with extremely high combat power.
Ancient Immortal! If you were to say who is the role model for immortal cultivators in this world, or what would you say a cultivator of immortality should look like?
Then this person in front of me is definitely it.
It seems that he himself has perfectly interpreted what an immortal is! The best immortal in the world! Jinghong! The strongest person in Beidazhou besides Beizhu, Yi Bo Yuntian, and Lao Immortal! He looks down upon the world, and standing there seems to be endless.
The power surged within him.
But these converged in the next moment.
He was not moving anymore, just looking at Beizhu.
There was a smile on his lips, with a hint of cynicism.
"I haven't seen you for many years, brother!"
Jinghong spoke, and the word "eldest brother" was very soft.
This time, the Northern Lord, who had never had any fluctuations, finally had a strange look in his eyes.
But it was just a touch of strange color, fleeting.
"This guy is very nice."
Luo Chen suddenly spoke.
If Wuming is the courage to move forward, then this person is a long sword.
This long sword can pierce the heaven and the earth! Moreover, Luo Chen admires this sword very much.
Because Jinghong is also a master of swordsmanship.
As for Luo Chen, there is no need to explain it in words.
"Come on, it's just a big day."
Jinghong had no nonsense, no affection for his children, and was just free and easy. This is the courage a master of swordsmanship should have! He sat down on his own, sitting on the whetstone beneath him.
As he sat down, Zheng! A terrifying sword sound suddenly sounded from heaven to earth.
At this moment, the Great Sun is coming, and he steps forward step by step, with the same ease and ease in his eyes.
But his heart was always solemn, and the eighth awareness told him that he might be injured today! This is a kind of awareness of great power, an awareness instinct that transcends the rules and principles of heaven and earth.
Therefore, he pretended to be calm, but at the same time he was also very curious.
Because the Jinghong in front of him is not much different from the dead Wuming in terms of state.
So how can we hurt him today?
He was very curious! "Fetch me some swords!"
Jinghong's words fell to the ground.
He stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the rusty sword.
This scene is very inconsistent and strange.
Because when you reach this level, you can reach out and grab ordinary stars, not just from the air.
But Jinghong chose to hold the sword with his hands, just like a martial arts master entering the ring.
Other martial arts masters would fly up with a few steps, but Jinghong walked up step by step.
But at this moment, there was a flash of lightning.
Or this is an illusion.
Because Jinghong just took out the sword, and everyone could see it clearly.
But now everyone can see it clearly, because Jinghong is sharpening his sword.
It's not that the movement was fast, but the movement just now was as if he had never picked up the sword before, and he was just starting to sharpen the sword.
Clang! The sword made a wonderful sound on the whetstone.
In other words, the sound is extremely harsh, as sharp as wire drawing, but when it falls on everyone's ears, it is extremely pleasant, like the sound of nature.
Boom! It's not an illusion, it's real.
Figures appeared in front of Ju Tian. These figures were holding long swords and stabbing at him. They were like meteors falling to the earth, like galloping galaxies, and they were unstoppable.