The lonely wind swept across the northern border of Nuo Da.
The world is in chaos, the Tao has collapsed, and it may take a long time to truly recover.
Distorted and brilliant brilliance flashed between the sky and the earth, embers drifted, and the naked eye seemed to only be able to see distorted light and shadow.
The mountains, rivers and rocks are so rugged that they seem to turn into powder and scatter at any moment.
Hearing Venerable Qinghu denying his identity, everyone's hearts grew colder.
Could it be that there is still a realm above the peak of Semi-Saint?
Mo Shengmu, Old Monster Liuhe and other top monks in Zhongzhou were full of vigilance and doubts. They seemed to not believe what Lord Qinghu said, but they also did not believe in their own judgment.
Because if he is really a saint, the movement cannot be so small.
Only Jiang Chen looked at Lord Qinghu with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Jiang Xiaoxi felt a little regretful: "Hey, it turns out that's not the case..."
"My dear disciple, why do you look so disappointed?" Venerable Qinghu glanced sideways.
Jiang Xiaoxi pursed her lips, with a hint of grievance: "It would be great if Master, you were a saint. You could get rid of all those bad guys, and people in the mortal world would not have to die."
"It doesn't matter who is the bad guy. This world is not black and white. You think you are a good guy, but in the eyes of others, you are also a bad guy." Venerable Qinghu said calmly.
Jiang Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment, her dark eyes showing a bit of confusion.
Are you a villain?
But the hearts of all the monks in the mortal realm suddenly sank.
Could it be that Venerable Qinghu only came to save Jiang Xiaoxi and had no intention of helping them?
"But people have relationships with each other." Venerable Qinghu smiled heartily: "My good disciples think they are bad people, so naturally they are bad people."
Jiang Xiaoxi nodded in understanding.
The hearts of all the monks in the mortal world suddenly rose from the underworld to nine heavens.
I saw the figure of Lord Qinghu flashing erratically, and the next moment, he came to Jiang Chen. The Qinghu beneath him showed his ferocious fangs, looking arrogant to everyone, and the power of the king overflowed.
The aura of Lord Qinghu seemed to be completely fused with Qinghu, and a monstrous power that dominated the world suddenly rose up.
Arrogant, domineering.
Disdainful.
"I'll give you three breaths, get out. After three breaths, all of you will be killed." Venerable Qinghu spoke slowly, his fierce power filling the world.
The mighty purple energy rushes from the east, like a raging river, covering the sky and the sun.
As soon as he said it, everything collapsed.
The mountains, rivers and earth were torn apart, and dust filled the sky.
There was no light from the sun and the moon, and even the ferocious crack that penetrated the heaven and earth where the mortal world merged with the Northern Territory trembled, as if everything was about to return to deathly silence.
Countless spiritual monks were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and their whole bodies were shivering, as if they were about to be crushed to pieces in the next moment.
The figure of Lord Qinghu became more and more mysterious, filled with endless power.
It makes people afraid to look directly.
A large number of monks in the spirit world threw away their armor and fled. The sky was full of light and they flew towards the distance. Some monks were even afraid that they would not be able to run far in three breaths, so they forced their blood essence to use the secret method of overdraft.
That scene was quite spectacular.
"If you are not a saint, how can you have such power? Impossible, this is impossible." Old Monster Liuhe was devastated, feeling that his cognition had been impacted.
The monks from Yuandao Palace, You Pavilion and other powerful forces were extremely nervous and didn't know what to do.
Mo Shengmu stared at Venerable Qinghu.
"One" Venerable Qinghu spoke calmly, and the sound was like a big bell, resounding through the sky for nine days, causing thousands of thunders.
Liuhe and others couldn't help but retreated hundreds of miles in fear.
But obviously this is not enough.
"Two." Venerable Qinghu's eyes are like lightning, traveling through space, piercing through nothingness, and seeing everything in the world as nothing.
Mo Shengmu's body was trembling, but his eyes were still full of disbelief, and his pupils were trembling: "No, you are a saint, you existed in ancient times!"
Venerable Qinghu obviously didn't want to pay attention, but slowly opened his mouth, preparing to shout out the third number.
"Hahahahaha, that's so interesting!" The world suddenly fell into absolute darkness, and the sound of laughter penetrated the ten places of heaven and earth, roaring loudly.
The supreme holy power began to vibrate.
Laughter rang out from the boundless void and enveloped the entire Northern Territory.
Countless monks in the mortal realm began to suffocate.
Jiang Chen looked solemn: "It's not good!"
It's really not good.
An ancient saint has appeared!
The faces of the monks in You Pavilion were full of excitement. They all knelt down and bowed their heads respectfully. Even their voices could not help but tremble with excitement: "I have seen the ancestor!"
The owner of this voice is naturally the ancestor of Youge, the top old monster who became famous in ancient times and later established the Youge Dojo and has been sleeping until now and has never died - Yun Huanming.
At the end of the vicissitudes of the world, a big hand stretches out from nothingness, carrying the cold black air all over the sky, as if it wants to control the sun, moon and stars.
With just one hand, he was able to suppress the overwhelming ferocious power of Venerable Qinghu.
"Roar!" Qinghu looked up to the sky and roared, looking extremely angry.
Finally appeared.
The true heritage of Zhongzhou’s top forces.
It has never been a saint’s treasure, or some ancient formation or dojo, but an ancient saint who once dominated the world and defied the laws of heaven and earth!
Countless monks looked excitedly at the big hand that suddenly appeared.
This is a saint.
The power of the saint is too terrifying.
It turns out that there are really ancient saints still alive today?
Incredible!
Why did the promised saint appear extinct today?
"Behead the origin of the saint and divide it into the green tiger. Relying on the secret method of controlling beasts to avoid the way of heaven is really a good way. It's amazing. It's a pity that I will never be able to return to the top again." The laughter is still there.
Venerable Qinghu said calmly: "It's worth it if you don't have to be restrained and don't have to sleep. Unlike you old guys, who are unwilling to perish and would rather sleep, and a lot of them die in their dreams."
The laughter dissipated.
The big hand falls on the mountains and rivers.
Large tracts of mountains were instantly annihilated between heaven and earth.
The extremely indifferent question came: "Your aura is very strange. I'm afraid you became a saint at the end of ancient times, right? That's why you were able to escape the most terrifying moment."
Northern Xinjiang was shaken.
Venerable Qinghu is actually an ancient saint who can walk freely between heaven and earth?!
Even if part of the origin is cut off.
But it is far from what other monks can match.
No wonder the green tiger's roar can overwhelm the saints with their treasures and drive away countless semi-saints.
Jiang Xiaoxi's eyes were filled with little stars, and she looked at her master with admiration.
It turns out that Master is so powerful.
"What does it have to do with you?" Venerable Qinghu gently stroked Qinghu's back, calmed down his emotions, and said calmly: "I don't have to leave, but I dare to come here to show off my power, and I'm not afraid of drying up my flesh and blood and missing another hand?"
These words made the monks in the mortal world feel a little more at ease.
so far so good.
Sure enough, saints cannot come out.
The opponent can only show one hand at most.
"Junior, do you really think you are invincible?" Yun Huanming suppressed his angry voice: "If the saint doesn't come out in his true form, I can kill you!"
Venerable Qinghu smiled, dusted off a few wisps of dust on his body, and said with a calm expression: "If you dare to reveal even the slightest bit of the power of a saint, I will go to your secluded pavilion, destroy your disciples and descendants, and destroy your eternal legacy. If I force you to appear in the real world again, I will let you
With your exhausted body exposed to the laws of heaven, I will see whether you die or not."
"How dare you!!" Yun Huanming was furious.
"Why don't I dare?"
Venerable Qinghu said coldly: "It's not that I think I'm invincible."