Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 234

"How strong?"

Zhu Xiongying frowned.

With the breath of Baili Changfeng appearing in this piece of Guiyun Zangjian, the focus of the entire Beiming is focused on this.

Roughly estimated, there are at least dozens of immortal-level powers who are continuing to pay attention to the changes of Guiyun Zangjian. At this time, it is normal for some big boss who can't sit still to show up.

"It's very strong, and this aura is very familiar. The old master must have been in contact with it before."

Teacher Cang was frowning, thinking and judging, who is the master of this energy.

"Ah, I remember!"

Teacher Cang appeared in the body of a sword spirit, hovering beside Zhu Xiongying.

Qing Cang Sword Spirit was born from the condensed sword intent of Baili Changfeng, so as long as Teacher Cang is willing, he can make him invisible to everyone except Zhu Xiongying.

Even the existence of the Immortal First Realm cannot see the existence of Teacher Cang.

"It's the guy who ran so fast back then!"

Running really fast?

Zhu Xiongying was taken aback, what kind of description is this.

Suddenly, his face changed.

"You said it wouldn't be that ghost emperor?"

When Baili Changfeng killed the seven ghost kings with a single sword, the ghost emperor of Guishan was the first to run away, and then announced that Guishan would hide from the world for ten thousand years.

"Yeah, it's him, this guy is so cowardly."

"After the old master slashed down with a sword, he only took one look at this guy, and he ran away in a flash."

"From the perspective of breath, this guy should be much stronger than before."

Hearing Teacher Cang's words, Zhu Xiongying was suddenly speechless.

Originally, I thought that when I came to this world, I had to get in touch with it step by step from a small realm, but who would have thought that this kind of shit happened when I first came out, and the guys who came out were better than the other.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Sikong Ruoyi who was standing not far away, this little rose looked calm, from the beginning to now, it was like watching a play.

But Zhu Xiongying could feel the strong intention in Sikong Ruoyi.

As the weakest being present, Sikong Ruoyi was obviously very unwilling.

However, Zhu Xiongying believes that with Sikong Ruoyi's talent, once he really starts to practice, the speed of improvement will reach an extremely terrifying speed.

And right now.

When Teacher Cang sensed a puff of Qi, the rest of the people also sensed it immediately.

The reason why Cang teacher can perceive it in advance is because Cang teacher is a sword spirit, and his sensitivity to qi is stronger than usual.

hum!
The entire void, for a moment, fell into a downtime state.

The world was silent, as if everything had fallen into a stillness, and no sound came out.

boom.

I saw the sword that Murongli condensed.

The moment this Dao Qi appeared, it instantly shattered and dissipated into bits of starlight.

Murongli's white eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and Wang Zhen, who was beside him, also raised her vigilance to the extreme at this time.

Both of them knew who was coming.

In the whole world, there were no more than five fingers who dared to act unscrupulously in front of their two immortal first-level sword cultivators.

"God."

Ghost Mandrill Heitian, who had exhausted his remaining vitality, fought desperately.

Feeling the appearance of this qi at this moment, the last force was instantly dissipated.

He knew that he didn't need to fight desperately and was saved.

The two ghost kings beside him also breathed a long sigh of relief at this time.

To be honest, the two of them were the ones who had the hardest time, facing Murongli who was most likely in the first realm of immortality, and Wang Zhen who was in the first realm of immortality, and both of them were extremely aggressive sword cultivators.

In the situation of life and death, if the two of them don't run, they will have to wait for death.

And if Hei Tian was thrown away, he would still be killed by the Ghost Emperor.

Now that the ghost emperor appeared, the two of them naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw a hazy shadow appearing in front of Ghost Mandrill Heitian, but I couldn't see the specific appearance of this shadow, and this was not the real body, it should be just an external incarnation of the ghost emperor.

"Seniors, long time no see."

A voice came from this hazy shadow.

But judging from the voice, it was extremely sunny and clear, not at all like the gloomy ghost emperor who was huddled in the ghost mountain and couldn't survive, but rather like a high-spirited young man in the rivers and lakes.

"Look east."

Murong Li whispered.

This name is the name of Guishan Ghost Emperor, and no one has said it for a long, long time.

"Oh? I didn't expect senior to still remember my name. I'm really honored."

The ghost emperor smiled heartily, and looked at Wang Zhen who was on the side again.

"Senior Wang Zhen, there is no need to waste your efforts. Although I came here today as an avatar, as long as you want to take away people, just the two of you are not enough."

The tone was very calm, but every word was extremely arrogant, obviously he didn't take Murongli and Wang Zhen seriously.

"Insanity."

"If your deity comes, the two of us are really not sure to keep him, but it's just an incarnation..."

Murong Li's voice hadn't finished yet.

click.

A slight crackling sound.

However, at the moment when this broken sound sounded, everyone's hearts suddenly relaxed, because at this moment, the blocked void was completely restored.

There was joy in the eyes of the two ghost kings.

The reason why they didn't run before was because the three thousand miles of space in this direction were blocked, even if they wanted to take Hei Tian to run, they couldn't do it, they couldn't just rely on flying.

Wang Zhen and Murongli's brows furrowed even tighter.

This three thousand li void is blocked by Murongli and Wang Zhen together.

And Ghost Emperor Wang Donglai was only an incarnation, and the ban they had joined forces broke in a single thought, which meant that if the two of them forcibly blocked this incarnation of Ghost Emperor.

Perhaps, it can be successful.

But both of them will also pay a great price.

Whether it is Wang Zhen or Murongli, they are all the people in charge of their respective sects. Not to mention the two of them are seriously injured, but if anything goes wrong, it will affect the position of the sect in Beiming.

Therefore, look at this issue from the most cost-effective point of view.

Murongli and Wang Zhen looked at each other, both frowning.

"I know who you are waiting for."

"He won't show up."

Wang Donglai smiled faintly, then turned around, and in front of him, a door of nothingness opened.

"Ghost Mandrill disciple, follow me back to the mountain."

After all, he folded his body, put his hands behind his back, and stepped into the gate of nothingness leisurely.

With the support of the two ghost kings, Ghost Mandrill Heitian also followed closely.

As for the other disciples of Ghost Mandrill, after receiving the order from the Ghost Emperor, they all scrambled towards the gate of nothingness like crazy.

These Ghost Mandrill disciples all came here with high spirits and murderous intent, but now, they don't want to stay in this place where Guiyun hides the sword for a second.

The seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples, watching these ghost disciples leave, could not suppress the sword in their hands, and many of them wanted to rush up and do it directly, but they were all stopped by Hu Yanxu.

In front of the ghost emperor, he beheaded the disciples of ghost mandrill, and it was uncertain whether the sword god would strike again. Hu Yanxu didn't dare to play with fire like this.

After all the disciples of Ghost Mandrill had left, the entire place where the sword was hidden became silent.

The gate of nothingness also dissipates.

Skyrim on paper.

Wang Zhen and Murong Li were still frowning.

And the direction they were looking at was also where the Sword Tomb where the sword was hidden.

Because the breath of Baili Changfeng came out from this sword mound.

"Brother Murong, what do you think of the Ghost Emperor's words just now?"

Wang Zhen is an old woman with a bent back.

"The old man is old and can't understand what it means."

Murong Li pinched his beard and said with a smile.

Wang Zhen didn't speak any more, but just gave Murongli a meaningful look.

"Return."

Following Wang Zhen's words, a crack of nothingness also appeared in front of her.

Shen Yifeng led the Tianyun Sword Sect and quickly followed.

"Little Baili, are you still in this world?"

Murongli's eyes were deep, and he looked at the Hidden Sword Sword Tomb. This sentence seemed to be asking others, but also seemed to be asking himself.

..............................

The north of Beiming, the polar deep sea.

At the bottom of this deep sea, there is an endless mountain range.

And above this mountain range, an enchantment is above this mountain range, isolating the sea area, forming a completely independent space.

Here is Ghost Mountain.

The source of Beiming's demonic way, the gathering place of thousands of ghost disciples.

At the core of the ghost mountain, there is a huge black city, and here is the ghost mountain's holy land of demons, ghost emperor city.

halloween.

Of course, outsiders call this hall the Hall of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

All the ghost kings in Ghost Emperor City gathered in the Hall of All Saints, counting them, there are as many as thirty or fifty,

It's no wonder that when the ghost mandrill appeared back then, the entire holy land of immortals in Beiming was terrified.

After all, if an ordinary sect has three or five immortal chaos-level powers, it can be considered powerful. For example, the One Sword Sect and the Tianyun Sword Sect only have three or five immortal powers. The top sword sect in the land of Beiming.

And in this ghost mountain, there are actually thirty or fifty people.

At this moment, among the thirty or fifty immortal powers, any one who stomped their feet outside would make the ground tremble three times, and they would all stand respectfully, not daring to breathe.

On the imperial throne of this hall, the Ghost Emperor Wang Donglai let out a chirping tsing-clothed voice, his face was as handsome as a monster, and he was sweeping past the 50 people standing in the hall.

Wave your hands slightly.

The three or fifty people in the hall all bowed, and then all retreated.

Only one person remains in this temple.

Ghost Mandrill Heitian.

"My lord, my subordinates are not doing well, please punish me."

Heitian bowed, his complexion was not very good, Ghost Emperor Wang Donglai shot to temporarily stop the sword energy in Heitian's body.

But if you want to really recover, or restore the strength of the Immortal First Realm, it is absolutely impossible not to retreat for thousands of years.

"Nothing to do with you."

"Go down and rest."

Wang Donglai was extremely satisfied with this Heitian.

After all, this is the first existence in Guishan who has stepped into the first realm of immortality besides him, which means that in the future, he can trust Hei Tian to do many things instead of doing it himself.

"Just go to Tianyin Pool, your injury will heal faster."

As soon as this sentence came out, Heitian was startled.

The Tianyin Pool is the holy land of the ghost mountain, and the spiritual power of the entire ghost mountain is gathered in this Tianyin pool.

If Hei Tian heals his wounds in Tianyin Pool, his recovery speed will be ten times faster, and he can leave the level in a hundred years.

"A big event is about to happen, I can't wait for you for a thousand years."

Wang Donglai smiled faintly.

As soon as these words came out, Heitian frowned even more.

"My lord, Baili Changfeng is still hiding the sword, with him here, I'm afraid..."

In fact, there is a saying that Heitian didn't say directly.

Baili Changfeng is still alive, so how can something big happen?

Even if you are the ghost emperor, you are not the opponent of Baili Changfeng.

"I know what you're worried about."

"Don't worry, the Emperor's decision has never been wrong."

Ghost Emperor Wang Donglai smiled lightly.

"What does God mean?"

Hei Tian was taken aback for a moment, then flashed back to the battle with Baili Changfeng today in his mind, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"My subordinate understands."

Bowing to salute, Heitian turned and left.

Among the huge hall of all saints, only ghost emperor Wang Donglai sat on the throne.

"Baili Changfeng, I want to see how long your sword soul can last."

..............................

Return to the cloud to hide the sword.

When everything was settled, the entire hidden sword became silent instead.

Everything happened today, too fast.

The seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples have not yet reacted from the previous chaotic scenes. After all, for them, this is the first experience in their lives, and they have seen the sword god with their own eyes.

Immortal powers that cannot be seen on weekdays appeared one after another, and even the ghost emperor who was so discolored appeared.

"It's really fun."

Zhu Xiongying swept across the seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples.

In such a big battle just now, the seven thousand hidden sword disciples killed more than a hundred people and injured a thousand people.

"Little master, they are all watching you."

Teacher Cang hovered beside Zhu Xiongying, pointing to the seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples.

These people looked at Zhu Xiongying with different eyes.

There are surprises, doubts, envy, and dissatisfaction.

After all, how can such a good fortune be their senior brother.

"Cough cough."

At this time, a dry cough sounded, mixed with the power of cultivation, and spread instantly.

All Tibetan sword disciples stared and looked up.

Beside Zhu Xiongying, Hu Yanxu appeared at some point.

His gaze first looked at Cang Yue Immortal.

But Cang Yue didn't look at him at all, which made Hu Yanxu, who hoped to get Cang Yue's immortal instructions, very sad.

Then, Hu Yanxu took a deep breath.

His eyes swept to the surrounding Tibetan sword elders, and then to the seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples.

"This sect announces that the disciple of Cangjian is..."

Having said that, everyone held their breath.

However, Hu Yanxu was stunned.

He looked at Zhu Xiongying who was sitting beside him.

"what is your name?"

The sound is as thin as a mosquito.

Zhu Xiongying just glanced at Hu Yanxu indifferently, then stood up and stretched his waist, then brushed the ashes from his buttocks, his eyes swept over the seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples in front of him.

"Remember my name."

The voice slowly sounded in this Hidden Sword Square.

"Zhu Xiongying."

(End of this chapter)