The Lord who use immortals as food

A gap was pulled out of the air.

Xu Weizhou didn't even have time to think about what it was, as the majestic mountain-like figure had already crashed in front of him. Frost, fire, and electricity touched his skin at the same time. Three different kinds of severe pain made him want to jump away, but his body remained motionless.

A huge scaly claw covered his head, and the blue seeped down from the sky spirit, like wax flowing down.

Xu Weizhou's body stiffened for a moment, and then turned into the viscous and pure liquid from head to toe, and was sucked into the scale claws.

Only his green clothes and sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

The last thought remaining in his mind was: Hasn't the Immortal Lord already passed?

A powerful, sharp, hard giant claw covered with beautiful scales stepped on the top of the city tower. The bricks and stones were shattered like thin paper under his feet. The Immortal Lord looked down at this small county town.

It has been more than 70,000 stars since I have seen these poor creations.

Fragile things like sand, gravel, grass and trees are piled up into fragile shapes, connected into pieces, and then an equally fragile barrier is built around the outside.

Then they happily hid their fragile bodies that would be shattered by the natural wind, water, thunder and fire, thinking that they were isolated from danger.

After all this time, these little things are still so simple and delicious.

They are so smart, so when they eat the little things named after the snails, wouldn't they see their own shadows from above?

Still gathering together so obediently. The wonderful memory of swallowing such a creation more than 70,000 times ago came flooding back.

The golden eyes were raised slightly. These eyes did not see everything from a human perspective. In the dragon eyes, the entire city was split into several different levels, and all secrets were lost.

There is a servant body on the other side of the city. There is still a little delicious remnant on its shoulder, the remnant of the delicious feast last night.

Some small things under the feet looked up and saw themselves, stopped for a moment, and then retracted into their small shells in a messy manner, while emitting some mutually interfering sound waves.

The only thing that made him feel solemn was that the spike from the future was still very elusive. Generally speaking, five "lines" were definitely enough to lead to the real target, but this time it was different, they bifurcated.

Two stretched in one direction, two others in another, and one was dangling.

But it doesn't matter much.

When the dragon meat is spread out, He will have hundreds or thousands of "spies", and this mystery will soon be lifted.

And even if this piece of creation is destroyed together, it won't be much trouble.

He gently raised his hand——

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in Long Tong's vision.

That is the level at which He observes "energy". This level is like a sea of ​​stars, scattered with many bright or dark, large or small light spots.

But now, among the stars, there was a ray of light heading straight towards him.

By the way...there are always some guys like this among them.

From a human perspective.

Ming Qitian passed by over Fenghuai, like a white shadow, and the remaining true energy slowly dissipated, like flying white feathers.

Then a sword set off a violent wind.

Ming Qitian's sword is always ethereal and stunning, like a heron, like a white cloud, like a ray of rainbow, but rarely has such a grand and whistling publicity.

Half of the city's air seemed to be swept away by her, squeezing and twisting into a violent wind column, heading straight towards the tall body.

Ming Qitian learned from the "Feng Boyu Master Sword Sacrifice Chapter" half a year ago when he consulted the sword master Xiao Yunshan. Controlling wind and rain does not really rely on praying to these two non-existent gods, but relies on understanding the mysteries of heaven and earth. The mobilization of Qi affects nature. To a certain extent, it has already touched the threshold of the Tianlou realm.

At this time, Ming Qitian used this sword skill not to kill, but to force this creature that exuded danger and oppression to leave the county and change the battlefield.

The strong wind swept across the sky, and the aftermath lifted up countless tiles, knocked down urns and shook trees, and the small town seemed to be placed in the waves.

However, in the face of such violent roars, the Immortal Lord not only refused to retreat, but instead charged forward.

The condensed wind pillar was directly smashed into pieces, and the body hit the wind pillar even faster than the wind rushed towards him!

No matter how strong the wind is, how can it move the hills? No matter how condensed it is, how can it be stronger than steel?

The mighty wind was shattered, and the majestic body collided straight towards him, unabashedly showing his strength to the opponent.

The human realm has never been able to define Him, but if this power must be classified, it would be the "Tianlou".

The wind pillars were shattered step by step, and at the end of it, a woman with a fairy-like appearance stood on the wind. She put the sword behind her back with one hand, made a seal with the other, and raised her bright eyes to look at Him.

Their eyes met each other, one pair was high and the other pair was calm.

Then, it seemed as if a picture scroll unfolded from behind the woman in front of him, and both parties entered the picture.

The Immortal Lord's vision is all white. At this moment, the dragon's eyes are no different from human eyes.

【Sword World·Taibai】

When Xing Zhi asked her if she had any way to deal with Tianlou, she gave a negative answer, which was not a lie.

When she was in the fourth life of the Mainshu, she could defeat the opponents of the eighth life with a sword head-on - not the old men from the world who could be found anywhere, but the brothers from the same sect on Yunlang Mountain who had obtained the "Immortal Tree Hanging Sword" qualification.

And when she, Maishu Basheng, was about to step into Xuanmen, many first-level jade-level masters were no longer her match.

But now, even though she is already at the top of the Xuanmen Jade Level, she cannot challenge that higher level.

Advancing in the Taoist realm is like climbing a mountain. It doesn't matter if you reach the top of the mountain. There are always higher mountains in the world for you to continue making progress.

And when you bravely and diligently climb up the highest mountain in the world, and even jump up the strong pine tree growing on the high rock on the top of the mountain, you look around, where is the next level?

In the sky.

The difference between Xuanmen and Tianlou is the difference between mountain and sky.

Even if you stand on the highest mountain in the world and jump hard, how can you reach the sky?

So Ming Qitian said "no".

But that doesn't mean she can't try anything.

In fact, the sword master had discussed this issue with her before going down the mountain to test Jian Tianxia this time.

"You have been facing opponents many times stronger than yourself since you were a child. Now that you are standing on the top of the Xuanmen mountain, how can you expect that all your opponents will come from under your feet?"

"Of course, I know that is not an enemy you can defeat. But the real world is not Yunlang Mountain. There will be no one specially selected for you to try your best to win the opponent." The man said, "What if you meet him? ?”

"Death." Ming Qitian said calmly and honestly.

"Try not to die as much as possible." The man smiled lightly, "Today you will be one of the Seven Lights Sword Realm. I hope that if you face such an enemy, you will have a one thousand percent chance of victory."