A tall figure appeared next to Jiang Xiaoxi, wearing a blue robe, with a calm temperament, and an ordinary and ordinary appearance, but it could give people a great sense of security.
There was a touch of laziness and loneliness in his eyes, as if there was nothing in the world worthy of his attention and concern.
Suddenly a person appeared.
But no one noticed how he appeared.
Jiang Xiaoxi blinked, with a somewhat unhealthy blush on her pale face: "Master, Master, oooooh, Master, I miss you so much."
Who else could this person be in front of me? Elder Qinghu of Wanshou Clan, Jiang Xiaoxi’s master - Venerable Qinghu.
A majestic and arrogant green tiger is standing under his seat, the Venerable Green Tiger, with its head held high. The deep black lines on its body reflect the sky and the earth, and a frightening golden light shines between its eyebrows.
Qinghu looked at Jiang Xiaoxi with a somewhat anthropomorphic look of relief in his eyes.
It can also be regarded as an elder who watched Jiang Xiaoxi grow up.
Jiang Xiaoxi was raised by Venerable Qinghu.
Naturally, I am very dependent on Master.
Especially now that we are in danger, seeing Master again is as exciting and hopeful as a traveler in the desert seeing an oasis.
"You don't come to see Master anymore because you miss me." Venerable Qinghu shook his head, a little helpless, and casually stretched out his hand to gently touch Jiang Xiaoxi's eyebrows, with a bit of relief in his eyes: "Xiao Xi has really grown a lot.
, who has the courage and perseverance to dedicate himself to something, this is a true monk."
The majestic life energy poured into Jiang Xiaoxi's body.
The meridians that were originally deficient quickly became fuller.
Jiang Xiaoxi felt warm all over and felt much more comfortable.
I originally thought that after cultivating to the semi-saint realm, I would be able to catch up with the Master, but at this moment I still feel that the Master is as unfathomable as a **, and it is difficult to catch up to him.
"Who are you?" The monks from the mortal world around him finally discovered Venerable Qinghu and were full of vigilance.
Lin Xi also noticed this and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be nervous, everyone, this is Lord Qinghu, Jiang Xiaoxi's master, not an enemy."
With Lin Xi's words, everyone felt a little more at ease.
In such a difficult situation, if there is another opponent with unknown origins who comes and goes freely, it will be really fatal.
Venerable Qinghu looked at Lin Xi, with some admiration in his bottomless eyes.
Not just appreciating what the other person did.
They also appreciated the other party's support for Jiang Xiaoxi.
Sure enough, it is a good thing to let your good disciple follow Lin Xi.
Although it was dangerous, I also saw the real world of immortality.
Buzz~
Several saint treasures are shaking.
More than ten peak half-saints tried their best, and the laws were almost wiped out. The avenue was shaking, and all kinds of bright and dazzling lights came with the surge of energy.
The power unleashed by so many top monks' Taoist techniques, combined with the saint's treasure, was far beyond the upper limit of what Jiang Chen could resist.
The sky-covering flag vibrated and screamed, its light dimming.
Several hideous cracks gradually appeared on the flag body.
It seems like it could collapse at any time.
The green light controlled by Jiang Chen also gradually dissipated. Under the unmatched power, it completely lost its brilliance, and a trace of regret finally showed on his calm face.
Even so, is it still not enough?
This world is too restrictive.
No matter how hard you practice, you are still suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth. If you want to become a saint, you will be the enemy of the entire world, and it will end with regret.
Even the monks from the mortal world tried their best to stop it.
But everything is still in vain.
"I'm going to lose." Jiang Xiaoxi gritted her teeth unwillingly, her cute little face losing its smile and romance.
Why are these people so annoying? They must kill all the monks in the mortal world to prevent the mortal world from ascending and integrating into the spiritual world.
At this time, a big hand placed on Jiang Xiaoxi's head and rubbed it gently. Venerable Qinghu smiled and said: "I can't make my good disciple unhappy, Qinghu, go ahead."
After receiving the order, Qinghu nodded, his green hair fluttered, released a terrifying force, and flew away, leaving a dazzling light in the sky.
"Roar!" Qinghu roared.
The sound wave rolled away.
Bursts of sound waves destroyed space and avenues.
Everything in front of Qinghu turned into powder and dust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the power of the terrifying saint's treasure also collapsed.
The most terrifying thing is that the immortal tripod, the sacred stone, the gourd, the robe and other saint treasures suddenly froze in place under this roar, and their terrifying power disappeared like rootless duckweed.
"How could this happen!" Old Monster Liuhe and others were shocked.
This is simply impossible to happen.
A roar caused the saint's treasure to lose its power.
What kind of monster is this?
Everyone's eyes were focused on Qinghu. Qinghu looked down at the heroes and acted arrogantly. Shi Shiran slowly walked back to the Lord Qinghu.
"Well done." Venerable Qinghu patted Qinghu's thick back to express encouragement.
Mo Shengmu hurriedly checked the condition of the sacred stone.
What if something goes wrong with this treasure?
Even if he died, he would not be able to face his ancestors.
He checked and breathed a sigh of relief: "The spirit of the sacred stone was frightened and fell into a deep sleep. As long as it takes time to wake up, it will be fine. It's okay, okay."
Several other sects also came to this conclusion after some inspections.
"It can actually forcibly frighten the spirit of a saint's treasure. What kind of monster is this green tiger, and who is the owner of the green tiger?" The monks in Yuandao Palace were frightened.
Nothing happens to these treasures.
But the weapon spirits inside fell into a deep sleep.
It won't be used in a short time.
Unless the saint prompts him to wake up.
Jiang Chen looked at Venerable Qinghu in surprise and said loudly: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me."
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist." Venerable Qinghu smiled lightly: "If you want to leave, how can these people keep you? Why do you need me to rescue you."
Jiang Chen shook his head slightly when he heard this.
Go, it's impossible for him to leave.
But where did this fellow Taoist come from, and his methods are so powerful.
Jiang Chen subconsciously sensed the man in front of him, and couldn't help but be shocked. He couldn't sense the other person's realm. Even the green tiger felt like a bottomless pool, unpredictable.
Could it be...
"Saint?!" Mo Shengmu and the others couldn't help but tremble.
They also discovered that the monk in front of them actually made them unable to see the depth.
Who else but a saint can give them such a feeling.
You must know that they are all half-saint peaks.
But......
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Heaven and earth are limited, and saints are extinct.
Even if there are saints who have been sleeping since ancient times and still exist today, they dare not show up, otherwise they will most likely be wiped out by heaven and earth.
But no matter what, this conclusion makes all the spiritual monks feel fear and panic...
If the saint is really resurrected and comes.
I'm afraid no one will be able to leave here alive today.
Jiang Xiaoxi raised her head in confusion and looked at her most respected master: "Master, are you a saint?"
"Being a saint is very dangerous. Of course I am not." Venerable Qinghu gently stroked Qinghu's soft hair and said lightly.