Super Cultivation Abandoned Young Master

The answer Mingcheng gave was not the answer Emperor Hongwu wanted to hear.

But since Mingcheng had made this choice, he couldn't say anything more.

Because he believed that if it really got to the point where it was beyond control, Su Bai would definitely take action.

Half an hour later.

outside the city.

The King of Huaiyang, who was holding a black halberd like a tiger and a bear, exhaled a heavy breath.

The terrifying aura on his body was released, causing the yellow sand outside the city to roll wildly, and waves of black clouds gathered towards the Hongwu Imperial City.

"What's going on, Your Majesty, have you made a choice? Let the prince-consort come out to fight on his own initiative, or let the king's cavalry break through the imperial city and force him to come out to fight?"

King Huaiyang's voice was like thunder, even more shocking than thunder, and it sounded outside the imperial city.

Next to him, a young figure appeared. He looked like he was in his twenties. He was wearing a short green shirt and a white jade hair crown. His long hair was tied up. He was gentle and elegant, but his aura was very good.

Although he is in the supreme realm, he feels very comfortable standing next to the Great Perfection, the Holy Lord of Huaiyang King.

He stood with his elbows crossed, a beaming smile on his face.

"King Huaiyang, it seems that there is no chance for me to take action this time. The person you mentioned does not seem to have the courage to fight me." The man smiled softly.

He is Luo Qingzong.

The thirteenth disciple of the main god of order in the Pilu continent, and the only one among all his disciples who is in the supreme realm.

Even the King of Huaiyang must show utmost respect to this Supreme Being.

King Huaiyang smiled and said: "Master Luo's name is like thunder in the Pilu tribe. It is normal that he dare not come out to fight."

Luo Qingzong smiled and said: "I have no interest in him. It's just that Master is very curious about the person behind him, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

When King Huaiyang heard the word "master", his expression was obviously serious.

The Lord God of Order in the Pilu Tribe is still the most powerful being in this world.

It is also the strongest existence.

The King of Huaiyang said: "It's just a pity that he doesn't dare to challenge."

Luo Qingzong said calmly: "Don't dare to fight, just attack by force."

As he spoke, Luo Qingzong raised his palm slightly, and a silver needle-shaped magic weapon floated and rotated in his palm, containing an extraordinary aura.

Luo Qingzong smiled and said: "Senior brother, if you lend me this Mysterious Breaking Needle, I can break through a mere Hongwu Dynasty's city-protecting formation without ancestral patterns in an hour at most!"

His eyes rested on this so-called Mysterious Breaking Needle, and King Huaiyang's eyes were majestic.

"With the blessing of this thing, the next thing will be much easier!"

King Huaiyang looked towards the direction of the imperial city again and shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, it seems that you do not take this king seriously, nor do you take Mr. Luo seriously. If this is the case, then we have no choice but to attack by force!"

As soon as he finished speaking, King Huaiyang waved his hand to raise troops.

"Wait!"

Mingcheng's voice sounded, and together with Ninth Princess Lingwei, he appeared on the wall facing the city gate of King Huaiyang.

Mingcheng said: "If you want to fight, I can accompany you."

Hearing this, Luo Qingzong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes met with Mingcheng's.

"Are you the newly rich prince-in-law of the Hongwu Dynasty?" Luo Qingzong stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly.

Mingcheng said: "Are you the disciple of the Lord God of Order, Luo Qingzong? Do you think that if I promise to fight you, King Huaiyang will withdraw his troops regardless of the outcome?"

Luo Qingzong frowned and said, "I'm sorry, did you make a mistake? I don't represent the King of Huaiyang."

"Of course, you have no other choice. If you don't dare to fight me, he can raise an army now."

"If you agree to a fight, at least I won't lend him the Mysterious Breaking Needle in my hand, do you understand?"

"Then let's fight!" Mingcheng agreed without hesitation.

There was some admiration in Luo Qingzong's eyes, "You have the courage, but few people in the same situation dare to face me directly like this."

After saying that, Luo Qingzong looked towards King Huaiyang and said: "King Huaiyang, could you please provide me with the battlefield?"

King Huaiyang nodded slightly and then raised his palm.

A red magic carpet floated into the air, covered with divine patterns, rising in the wind and turning into a arena.

The level of this magic carpet is even higher than the creation compass at Qiuling Ferry.

Luo Qingzong took the lead on the battlefield.

Mingcheng was about to take a step, but found that the scenery around him had changed at some point.

For the fourth week, everything was pure white.

Mingcheng was a little surprised when Su Bai stood in front of him.

Su Bai glanced at him and said: "In a direct fight, there is a high probability that you will not be his opponent."

Mingcheng said: "Even if I am not my opponent, I can only fight. I have no choice."

Su Bai said: "He is an extraordinary disciple. He has an extraordinary inheritance. He is superior to you in Taoism, magic, magic weapons, etc."

Su Bai waved his sleeves, and three scrolls and a spear appeared in front of Mingcheng.

Su Bai said: "These three scrolls record three different magical arts, and this spear is a supreme weapon of divine status."

"You are not my disciple, and I will not teach you directly. These three scrolls are not magical arts created by me, and this spear is also temporarily lent to you by me. Whether you can master it or not depends on you. ”

Mingcheng looked at the three scrolls and the spear in front of him and said with a wry smile: "But now there is not enough time. Luo Qingzong has already entered the ring. How could he wait for me for so long?"

Su Bai said: "The time here is static compared to the outside world, but the time limit is only three years."

"How far you can master it in three years depends entirely on your own luck!"

Mingcheng showed an incredulous look. This was a method he had never heard of.

Relatively static space-time?

But this was not the time for him to think too much. He immediately sat down and began to study the three scrolls.

Su Bai stood not far away, holding one hand behind his back and looking up.

"You haven't come here in your true form, what can you tell?" Su Bai shook his head slightly.

In the starry sky outside the imperial city, there stood a figure with thousands of stars on his back. Standing there, he seemed to be integrated with the entire starry sky.

His long hair was disheveled, and every hair looked like a cunning poisonous snake.

This person is the Lord of Order in Pilu Tribe, Dayan Tianzun.

The reason why he appeared here was obviously for Su Bai. How could he not care if an extraordinary saint with an ambiguous identity appeared on his territory?

But what he came with was just a clone.

Even if he has the extraordinary cultivation level of reaching the middle stage of sainthood, there is only one clone here, what does he want to find out about Su Bai?

Nothing can be seen.

The relatively static time and space created by Su Bai can exist for three years. During these three years, the outside world seems to be frozen and solidified, and everything stops!