The Luoshui tribe is one of the many tribes in Qingcang, located under a green mountain.
This is a very small tribe, so small that it is not qualified to participate in the war started by Su Xuan.
However, the Luoshui tribe was obviously very happy about this, because they would have died if they went there.
Under an ancient locust tree.
An old man with a missing front tooth was smoking a pipe in his mouth. Many children gathered to listen to the old man telling stories.
The old man was shabbily dressed, but he was the only Spirit Emperor monk in the Luoshui tribe.
The strongest person in this tribe is the Spirit Emperor.
"Ten days ago, the war that affected the entire Qingcang ended abruptly.
The leader of the evil tribe fought against the three tribes, climbed directly to the top, and achieved the position of overlord. He was so majestic and terrifying..." The old man kept talking.
"Uncle, the leader of the evil clan is much stronger than you!"
a boy asked loudly.
"It's just a little better than me."
The old man was arrogant.
"Nonsense, you can't even defeat the leader of the Nightfire tribe next door.
I heard that the leader of the Yehuo tribe is not worthy of carrying shoes for any of the tribes under the ghost tribe! The chief of the evil tribe unites Qing Cang and is definitely stronger than the ghost tribe.
Based on this calculation, you are missing a lot."
The boy exposed it mercilessly.
The old man's face stiffened, and then he hit the boy's head with his cigarette, and said angrily: "Why are you talking to me? Have you forgotten that your sister was attracted by the Nightfire Tribe, and it was because of me that you stopped her?"
The boy held his head and grinned in pain: "Fart, that was the leader of the Yehuo clan who was dragged to the battlefield and beaten to death, and the leader of the evil clan...the current Lord Qingcang unified Qingcang and ended the chaos..." The old man was even more annoyed.
Already.
This is true, but it is not the reason for the boy to question him.
Just thinking about it made me want to beat up the boy... But at this time.
"Uncle, uncle, that ferocious beast in Luoshui Lake has woken up again, and it's coming to eat people..." A crying voice resounded.
The old man was startled.
The ferocious beasts in Luoshui Lake are not easy to deal with, and they will wake up and eat people in a few years.
"unlucky!"
The old man cursed secretly, Qingcang was a little more peaceful, but there were still a lot of these weird things.
"Quick! Gather the tribe members quickly and hide in the formation..." the old man yelled.
but.
"roar!"
A ferocious beast that was a hundred feet long, had three heads, a tiger, a leopard and a wolf, and a white python as its tail, rushed over.
Peak Spirit Emperor! "No, has Luo Zhi taken some medicine? He was not even at level five in the past few years!"
The old man's expression changed drastically.
The evil beast's name is Luo Zhi, and it is a very ancient evil beast.
It is said that it was the totem of a powerful tribe in ancient times! "You...you guys leave quickly!"
The old man's legs were trembling, but he didn't run away. He knew that if he ran away, these children would probably be dead.
"Ahhhhh..." Frightened cries echoed, and the children were so frightened that they kept running back, but the boy who had talked back before stood with a pale face.
"I'm not afraid of it!"
The boy screamed tremblingly.
"You don't even have enough to fit between your teeth!"
The old man cursed angrily and wanted to throw the boy directly behind him.
"roar!"
Luo Zhi roared, feeling that the two weak creatures in front of him were not afraid of him, which made him feel embarrassed.
Luo Zhi jumped towards them.
"My life is at stake..." The old man felt that everything in front of him was black.
but.
"Buzz!"
There was a sudden silence all around.
The old man was in a trance, his mouth wide open.
As far as the eye could see, Luo Zhi was stagnant in mid-air. The ferocity in his eyes was clearly visible, but he was fixed there.
Then the old man saw the most unforgettable scene in his life.
An ordinary iron sword fell down, Luo Zhi let out a sob, and turned into a simple totem, imprinted on the iron sword.
The old man looked up.
A figure in green clothes stood in the clouds, which made him feel dazzled and filled with infinite fear. He put away the iron sword with one move of his hand, and then floated away.
"call!"
The old man fell to the ground and kept panting.
"Old...old man, then...is that Lord Qingcang?"
The boy beside him blushed with excitement.
Turning a ferocious beast into a totem...who can do this except Lord Qing Cang.
The old man ignored the boy and just panted in panic. As for whether he was Lord Qing Cang, he didn't know.
Very far away.
Su Xuan stared at the sword in his hand.
Luo Zhi was indeed a totem from a long time ago, and it was also a sword totem.
At that time, there was a sword tribe, and its prosperity was no less than that of the ghost tribe today.
Unfortunately, it eventually declined and the totem was lost.
No one knows that this totem has been passed down from generation to generation on a ferocious beast.
"Su Yi, use the body heat of the innate sword to nourish this totem."
Su Xuan threw it away, and Su Yi appeared behind him.
Su Xuan looked for this totem not because he wanted to practice totem swordsmanship, but because he wanted to integrate the four sword intentions in his body into the totem, so as to condense the strongest sword intention.
This matter is conducive to his cultivation of the Holy Sword Body and his enlightenment.
"There are many totems left in Qingcang, with different functions, but not many of them are suitable for me. I can let Xiu Niang and the others choose a few..." Su Xuan traveled all over Qingcang these days, and became familiar with Qingcang's totems.
Various totems, secondly, also want to control the overall situation in various places in Qingcang.
Moreover, there are many forces floating around in Qingcang, and Su Xuan wants to gather them together or form a powerful totem.
Of course, the transformation of his physical body is also continuing.
Su Xuan has not yet become an emperor, but this physical body is enough to make many spiritual emperors feel inferior.
In the past few days, even Su Yi has reached the third level of spiritual emperor, and this is despite Su Xuan pressing down again and again.
"Su Yi's Great Dao Sequence has encountered a bottleneck, but I am not in a hurry to achieve enlightenment. I will first reach the extreme level of my physical body. Only then can I fully unleash the power of my innate sword body, and even make up for the shortcomings of being a puppet clone."
Su Xuan thought and drifted away.
One day later.
On a high mountain.
Su Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, with the totem of Lord Yun quietly outlined above his head, just like the totem space covering this area of the sky.
Next to Su Xuan was Xu Antian, and at this moment, the fluctuations of the Emperor's Tribulation in his body began to slowly overflow.
Xu Antian cultivated the mysterious and ancient Heavenly Evil Human World Scroll, and he was also Su Xuan's evil disciple. Logically speaking, he did not need to survive the tribulation.
But the Heavenly Evil Human World Scroll is a method of cultivating Taoism, and it cultivates an evil way that is completely opposite to the evil method of evil gods, the orthodox evil way, and the evil of Silver Plain.
Su Xuan has spent a lot of time on this human scroll over the years, but unfortunately he has had little effect.
On Xu Antian's shoulder, Tian Xiehun's angry bared teeth looked at Su Xuan with ferocity and fear in his eyes.
In the past, Su Xuan needed his evil soul to keep this thing in peace, but now his own deterrence is enough.
"The reason why I keep you is to fight against my evil soul and evil god's magic.
I look forward to your transformation after becoming emperor."
Su Xuan spoke quietly.
The next moment, Su Xuan looked up.
The calamity clouds are gathering, and the Ling Emperor's calamity has begun.
Su Xuan's calm face gradually showed coldness.
The Pure Land is destined to appear! And this time Su Xuan will face it alone as Lord Qing Cang! Su Xuan still does not dare to resist the Spirit Emperor Tribulation on his own.
Becoming the Lord of Blue Cang this time, Su Xuan has a deeper understanding of himself.
With the strength of his physical body and the accumulated foundation at this moment, even an ordinary Spirit Emperor Tribulation can kill the third-level Spirit Emperor! And the Pure Land Immortal summoned in this way is obviously stronger. After all, even the puppet clones and the Pure Land Immortal summoned by the evil disciples can kill him.
Immortals are scary enough, let alone me.
Su Xuan's thoughts were like smoke, thinking about the future.
I don't know how long it took.
The calamity cloud has come to pass, and the terrifying whirlpool is turning.
The fairy of the Pure Land falls brilliantly.
"Pure Land of Hundred Immortals, Yinhuang...Is it you again?"
As the Immortal of the Pure Land spoke, his originally blurry face became real, and anger suddenly appeared on his indifferent and solemn face.
Su Xuan looked at it quietly, with provocation in his eyes.
"You brave ant, how dare you despise me?"
The Immortal of the Pure Land was furious, and a thunder whip suddenly appeared in his hand, and he whipped Su Xuan hard.
"boom!"
Dense totems appeared all over Su Xuan's body instantly, blocking the blow.
The Immortal of Pure Land was shocked and felt Su Xuan's confidence.
"You really don't know how to live or die!"
The whirlpool above the Pure Land Immortal's head kept roaring, and the Pure Land Immortal identical to him descended one after another.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Like the sound of judgment, as far as the eye could see, ten Pure Land immortals waved their thunder whips and struck Su Xuan hard.
but.
"boom!"
At this moment, hundreds of totems appeared in all directions.
"Bah!"
"roar!"
"hiss!"
The terrifying ancient roar sounded at this moment, and then it crashed fiercely.
Except for the first Pure Land Immortal, all other moments were shattered.
Su Xuan took a step forward and appeared in front of the remaining Pure Land Immortal.
"Where are you from?"
Su Xuan looked at him quietly and said indifferently.
"Tick."
The Pure Land Immortal froze there, with a drop of cold sweat falling to the ground on his forehead.
At this moment, Su Xuan made the Immortal of the Pure Land feel a strong threat, as if he would be destroyed if he even moved! The Immortal of the Pure Land opened his mouth, but could not say a word.
Su Xuan watched, with a sneer gradually forming on the corner of his mouth.