Time flies, three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Qingxuan sword pavilion, in the land of the sword mound.

Su Ming, who had returned secretly three days ago, was sitting cross-legged in a hidden place in the Sword Tomb as usual and continued to practice.

At this moment, I saw that his eyes were slightly closed, and the treasure was solemn.

The majestic Sword Qi is like a ripple, sweeping away the ghosts in the ten-zhang area of ​​the Sword Tomb.

There are countless divine lights circulating around the body, the breath is extremely majestic, Sacred and inviolable.

It is like a powerful emperor who reigns over the world, looking down on all living beings!

At this time, Su Ming was practicing the supreme Cultivation Technique, [Emperor Realm Glass Body], which could absorb the opponent's attack power and turn it into his own.

Three days passed, and Su Ming only condensed a phantom with the power of an emperor in the area above the phantom of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

But the problem is that the phantom of this emperor is too illusory, and it cannot be hidden.

Far less than the phantom of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation in Su Ming's sea of ​​​​knowledge.

You must know that the phantom of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation is actually extremely solid, as if it were materialized.

That's because the [Sword of Execution of Immortals] he practiced had reached the peak of his cultivation.

Therefore, with his gestures, he can mobilize the power of the majestic Immortal Execution Sword Formation, and freely release the Immortal Executioner Sword Qi that shatters the underworld.

And this time to practice that god-level Cultivation Technique [Emperor Realm Glazed Glass Body], it is obviously still not enough, and it will take time.

"try again!"

Once again, the god-level Cultivation Technique that has been perfectly integrated, Su Ming entered a state of ecstasy in an instant.

Still with his eyes slightly closed, Bao Xiang is solemn.

Zhu Xian Sword Qi protects his body by himself, and Tai Yi Sword intent follows his heart. Although he has entered a state of ecstasy, in the land of the Sword Tomb, the evil spirits and ghosts are not even close!

The divine light circulates, and the breath is majestic, as if there is no God, proud of the world.

The illusory shadow of the emperor in the sea of ​​knowledge, accompanied by Su Ming's majestic mysterious air flowing through the universe, is constantly condensed, but it is still a little bit less meaningful and not condensed enough.

Opening his eyes reluctantly, Su Ming sighed, the Cultivation Technique created by this Emperor Realm powerhouse is too damn hard to train.

Don't be hasty, let nature take its course.

Doing nothing and doing nothing is doing nothing.

Don't dare to do it, don't do it.

Not with its selflessness, so it can become its own!

.....

"Heh... The Tao Te Ching of Taishang daddy is really good. And my practice for the past three days seems to be a little blinding!"

Su Ming has always been good-natured, not arrogant or impetuous, calm and tenacious.

He firmly believes that if he cultivates the [Emperor Realm Glazed Body] created by the emperor realm powerhouse to the peak, he will be able to crush the opponent in the battle with the top powerhouse, absorb the opponent's powerful attack power infinitely, and strengthen himself. Destroy your opponent instantly.

Su Ming thought to himself: "If during the fight, the full force of the top powerhouse hit me, but it was directly absorbed, and instead strengthened my own profound energy, what kind of wonderful scene would it be!"

The glazed body of the emperor's realm is worthy of the word emperor's realm!

If the Cultivation Base Realm is high enough, coupled with the heaven-defying effect of this [Emperor Realm Glazed Glass Body], it is not impossible for one person to fight a group of top powerhouses!

Thinking of this, Su Ming's face was excited, and he adjusted his breath slightly, and then he entered the state of ecstasy again and devoted himself to efficient cultivation.

.....

Qingxuan Sword Pavilion, Qingxuan Peak, in the main hall.

"Go to Snake Immortal Sect, and then disappeared?"

Above the main seat, the pavilion master Ji Yunshang frowned slightly and thoughtfully after listening to the Qingxuan Shadow Guard reporting the information about the old Sect Leader of the previous generation of the Ghost King Sect.

Enduring the revenge of the sect, as a super strong above the mid-rank Xuanzong realm, he is really willing to disappear, thinking about it, it is not right!

What's wrong?

When things go wrong, there must be demons!

......

The twelve peaks of Qingxuan are not all of Qingxuan Mountain.

To the north of the Twelve Peaks, there is a magnificent seven-story pavilion, Library.

There are countless Sword Techniques collected in the Library, among which there are only a few genuine sword techniques, and as for the best sword techniques, there are only dozens of them.

And there are only a handful of top swordsmanships, even so, Qingxuan Sword Pavilion is still the well-deserved leader of swordsmanship.

Under the library building, there is a teleportation formation that can teleport to the end of the Shura Road.

......

Thousands of years ago, all beings in the world were wiped out, Heavenly Dao collapsed, and Shura was in power.

Until later, a super strong man appeared in the world, with the boundless Cultivation Base strength, turning the tide,

He killed most of Shura's army and cut off Shura's way, allowing the world to enjoy peace for thousands of years.

And after thousands of years of recuperation, after fighting fiercely, their strength has almost recovered.

The Eight Great Priests of Qingxuan, who were born in the Nuwa clan, did not dare to take it lightly and guarded with all their might.

......

One day, the eight great priests seemed to have learned about the secret realm trial of the 'Three Emperor Ruins'. It was a big deal. They specially summoned them from the end of Shura Road, and invited the pavilion master Ji Yunshang and other senior officials of Qingxuan sword pavilion to come to discuss the matter. .

Soon, Pavilion Master Ji led the major palm peaks of the twelve Qingxuan peaks to the library, and through the teleportation array below, teleported to the end of the Shura Road.

In the depths of an endless dark underground, the magma was raging, the wind was blowing, and the bones were everywhere, like purgatory.

On an incomparably magnificent ancient altar, there stood eight supremely powerful men with incomparably majestic breaths. These eight people are all human-headed and snake-shaped, with divine light lingering around their bodies, solemn and peaceful.

This place is the end of Shura Road, the ancient altar.

These eight supreme powerhouses with heads and snake bodies are the most powerful warriors of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion, the eight great priests of Qingxuan who were born in the Nuwa clan.

"Your Excellency Priest, things are generally like this. What Yun Chang said is true. Of the 100 elite disciples who went to the 'Three Emperor Ruins' secret realm to try this time, only the top 20 survived. ."

Princess Ji Yunshang cupped hands slightly, and revealed the situation to Priest Lei among the eight great priests in front of her.

I saw that the Thunder Priest was an old man with a snake tail, with an incomparably powerful thunder and lightning aura, and lightning flashed all over his body, like a thunder god coming into the world, with supreme majesty.

"If it wasn't for that young senior helping in secret, the top elite disciples of our Qingxuan sword pavilion would have been wiped out. In this way, my Qingxuan sword pavilion will definitely have no successor within a hundred years! Until there is a lack of connection, the situation is getting worse and worse. unfavorable situation.”

"And the dilapidated state of the Ghost King Sect's headquarters, as well as the corpse of the Ghost King Sect Leader, Yun Chang also led the palm peaks of the twelve peaks to go to the Yama Temple to investigate on the spot!"

Hearing this, Priest Nai Lei shouted violently.

"Humph! What a wicked obstacle! What a ghost king, dare to refine the sinister and vicious Ghost of the ancient 'Devil Corpse'!"

"But girl Yunshang, this priest has never heard of the young powerhouse you mentioned who rescued the Qingxuan sword pavilion crisis!"

Hearing this, the major palm peaks couldn't help but look a little disappointed. If the eight great priests didn't know the young senior, their wish to get acquainted would be in vain!

"He is from... Meteor Demon Peak?"

At this time, beside Priest Lei, Priest Bing with a frosty face coiled the tail of a three-zhang snake, thinking thoughtfully.

"Hee hee, one person slaughtered the Ghost King Sect, and killed the Ghost King Sect Leader of the first-level Xuanzong Realm. What a handsome method, this seat is tempted, giggle..."

At this moment, the poisonous priest dressed in green said coquettishly, with a charming look on his face, shaking the snake's tail lightly, which was very eye-catching.

"Girl Yunshang, I heard that the ghost king sect has a strange blood pool that is thousands of feet deep. Have you ever seen it?"

After a long while, a red-clothed fire priest opened his mouth and said, only to see a dark black robbery fire all over his body, with extraordinary aura.

"Returning to the fire priest, Yun Chang only saw an incomparably wide empty pond on one side, and occasionally the air of the underworld overflowed."

Hearing this, Mahuo Priest's tiger body was shocked, it was empty! How is it possible, how can that strange blood pool that is thousands of feet deep disappear!

"Just a... boy? None of the eight of me left the end of Shura Road, nor did I turn into a boy!"

All the priests shook their heads slightly, thinking for a long time, but still had no clue.

Throughout the millennium, I have seen thousands of powerful people in the mainland, but I did not really get this young man.

"That's right if you don't know it!"

At this moment, Ji Yunshang whispered to himself.

Ji Yunshang knew, however, that since Su Ming entered Qingxuan Sword Pavilion eight years ago, he has entered the Meteorite Demon Peak, which no one cares about.

His only friend should be Bai Jingqiu. Perhaps, his master, Gongsun Qiulin, is one of them, but he obviously doesn't know his true Cultivation Base.

In only eight years, Su Ming has soared into the sky and is so arrogant. If it wasn't for her accidental encounter, who would have imagined that it would be this elegant and handsome young man!

After a long while, the silent wooden priest said: "Yunshang girl, yesterday this priest made a divination, and the hexagram indicates that the Vajra Temple in Zilian Mountain will suffer a catastrophe recently! , this priest has said it all."

The wooden priest was dressed in blue clothes and held a simple wooden staff with a Five Elements Eight Trigrams hanging from the top of the staff, faintly exuding the power of Yin & Yang Avenue.

Hearing this, Ji Yunshang was slightly startled, her brows knitted tightly.

"Is it the Vajra Temple in Purple Lotus Mountain? The seal of Buddhism... Buddha's Dharma! Could it be..."

He seemed to remember something, and suddenly, Ji Yunshang's delicate body was shocked, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his eyes...

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