Qingxu City, where the sect of Chunyang Hall is located.

Ever since Emperor Ling was defeated and captured, the Chen clan also fell apart. The former Chunyang Sect survived a catastrophe, and now it is beginning to recruit disciples. Restoration and reconstruction work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

In front of the east of the main gate of Qingxu City, tens of thousands of craftsmen are working together to create a statue tens of feet high. The scale of the statue is just beginning to appear, lifelike.

The sculptor had a handsome face and an extraordinary heroic spirit. He wore a long robe that seemed to move without wind, and a sense of domineering aura emerged spontaneously. He carried a dragon on his back and controlled three divine swords, like a god descending from the earth, and like an emperor deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

This person is Gu Tianyi.

Gu Tianyi is not only a legend in the domain, but also the young ancestor of Chunyang Hall.

The so-called Shaozu is the successor of Lu Zu, the founder of the Chunyang Sect, and it is the belief of the entire Chunyang Hall. Like Lu Zu, he is regarded as a god.

At the same time, two uninvited guests entered Qingxu City.

Unexpectedly, there is such a prosperous place in this filthy domain. Here is Qingxu City. It seems to be a good enjoyment to dominate this place, to be a local emperor, to have no worries about food and clothing, and to be aloof.

Gu Zeyang looked around and said to himself.

Oh? Brother Yang, do you want to stay here to be the emperor? Then... Fei'er must be the queen.

Gu Fei'er's voice was soft and full of temptation.

Hahaha, don't take it seriously, Mayfair. I was just joking. The ants here are dirty and ignorant. There is really no sense of accomplishment in ruling such a group of trash.

Gu Zeyang laughed.

Oh? I heard that being an emperor has three thousand beauties in the harem. Isn't this what every man dreams of?

Gu Feier smirked.

Haha, Fei'er, you ghost girl, who taught you this. What you said is right, hugging left and right, three thousand beauties, really good. However, women in the cursed land are no different from bitches in my eyes .I see a dirty dog ​​on the side of the road, no matter how handsome it is, I will only feel disgusted.

Gu Zeyang sneered.

When he said this, there was an unconcealable arrogance on his face.

This innate sense of superiority is quite normal in the eyes of their own people, but it is disgusting in the eyes of others.

Brother Yang, look, who is that?

Suddenly, Gu Fei'er's expression was startled, pointing not far away, exclaimed.

Gu Zeyang followed her direction, and a statue tens of feet high came into view.

This is the statue made by the craftsmen of Chunyang Hall for Gu Tianyi, which is majestic and majestic.

Even in the bustling Qingming City, where there are many attics, it is still a dazzling sight. Against the background of the surrounding attics, it gives people a sense of sight that stands out from the crowd.

Even Gu Zeyang and Gu Fei'er from Hantian Sword City were overwhelmed by the magnificence of this statue.

This is Qingxu City. The only one who can build such a statue is the so-called Linghuang. How can He De build a statue and be enshrined by people?

Gu Zeyang's eyes turned cold, and there was jealousy that couldn't be concealed in his eyes.

boom!

Surrounded by the cold air, a sword made of ice crystals emerged and became solid.

Han Tianjian martial soul, descended.

In an instant, frost swept across, and the temperature dropped sharply in a radius of hundreds of feet.

Gu Zeyang controlled the Wuhun of the Hantian Sword, jumped into the sky, and above the Wuhun, there was a sharp chill and sword energy.

Boom!

The sword was like a dragon, and it slashed on the statue of Gu Tianyi with one sword, and that majestic statue was cut off in unison.

At the same time, the sword energy scattered, and the craftsmen who were carefully carving around the statue were also affected by the sword. Cold air and sword air are definitely a fatal blow to them.

For a while, there were screams again and again, and the voice was loud.

Rumble!

The huge stone hit the ground, causing a large cloud of smoke and dust, and the smaller half of Qingming City felt the tremor.

Amidst the chaos and screams, two figures rushed out from the crowd, riding Lingbao to stand in the air, unleashing the coercion of the Martial King powerhouse.

These two people are the Patriarch Lieyang and Patriarch Jianwu who supervised the work here.

The two are the core existence of the Chunyang Sect, their appearance seemed to give everyone a reassurance.

Who is so bold, dare to destroy the idol!

Don't hide and hide like a tortoise. If you have the ability to stand up. If the old man catches you, you will be...

Before Patriarch Lie Yang finished speaking, a cold and sharp sword strike struck from below.

Feeling the tyranny of this sword, the two of them unanimously fixed their eyes and released their martial souls at the same time.

A sword as thin as a cicada's wings, a blazing sun.

The third supernatural power, the sword pierces the sky!

Second supernatural power, Jinwu Yangyan!

The two supernatural powers came out together, impacting on this sword gang.

The colliding forces of extreme inflammation and extreme cold produced a large cloud of white mist. The swords and gangsters intertwined and scattered, and the aftermath of the collision was like ripples, dispersing in all directions, forcing the two great ancestors back.

Hehe, is this the Martial King of the barren land? He's so weak and pathetic.

Amidst the sneer, a cold sky sword martial soul pierced the sky, tearing up a large piece of white mist, and went straight to the two patriarchs.

This is……

Gu Qingrui's martial soul?

The two ancestors looked at each other with serious expressions.

But they quickly realized that even though they were both Han Tianjian martial souls, there were some subtle differences in their auras. Moreover, they also saw Gu Qingming's martial soul mutate, becoming the ghost emperor Han Tianjian.

If it wasn't Gu Qingming, then it must be...

Extraterrestrial pride!

The two said in unison.

Quickly report to the young master!

Patriarch Lie Yang said.

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Zeyang's Hantian Sword martial spirit had come before him, and his figure was also reflected in the eyes of the two ancestors.

The two sides are fighting at the touch of a button.

In close combat, they could clearly feel that Gu Zeyang was not in the realm of a Martial King. His cultivation is only the ninth level of Wu Zong, and he has neither Tianyuan Mansion nor the unity of man and nature.

But relying on his mysterious martial skills and supernatural powers, plus a powerful Han Tianjian martial soul, he suppressed the two ancestors of Chunyang Hall with his own strength.

Hee hee, Brother Yang is so powerful, even the dirty things in the cursed land are no match for Brother Yang when they step into the realm of King Wu.

Below, Gu Fei'er smiled openly.

Haha, how can the barbarians of the cursed land be compared with me, Gu Zeyang. Fei'er, do you want to play a game?

Gu Zeyang had two things in one mind, while fighting to suppress the two, he was making fun of Gu Fei'er at the same time.

Oh? Brother Yang, what game do you want to play?

Gu Feier said.

I'll make a bet with Fei'er. Within thirty moves, I will kill these two old beasts. If I do it, I will decide how to play tonight. And vice versa.

The corner of Gu Zeyang's mouth turned up, revealing a smirk.

Brother Yang, I hate it. You must have the chance to win, but you want to bully others. Thirty moves are too many, and they want you to complete the goal within 20 moves. Do you dare to agree?

Gu Feier said shyly.

Haha, why don't you dare, then say it, twenty moves!

Gu Zeyang laughed loudly, and his aura became even more terrifying under the surge of spiritual power.

A cold killing intent also dissipated.

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