Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 384: Apocalypse Dialogue, Two Embarrassed People
"What a blinding light!!"

In the majestic imperial city of Tianqi, an old man with a childlike face and white hair raised his hand to cover his body.

Next to him was a young man who did not look very old, perhaps around twenty years old. When he saw the old man's actions, he was filled with suspicion.

Right now the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, with moonlight scattered across the sky and earth, giving the sky and earth a silver glow. But to say it is dazzling would be a joke.

"Senior, what are you talking about?"

The young man was puzzled, so he asked.

"Oh~~"

"I forgot, but you can't see the sword light."

The old man stretched out his hand in front of him and gestured. As he gestured, he did not forget to describe: "It should be a horizontal slash. The sword energy is like a raging sea, and the sword light is as dazzling as the sun, stretching for hundreds of miles. This sword should not be a human sword!!"

The young man was stunned. It's not a human sword? ?
Then he seemed to remember something, and said: "Senior, you mean the person who drew the sword is a sword immortal? I remember there are five great sword immortals in Beili!!"

When the old man heard this, he raised his long snow-white eyebrows with some disgust.

"The five great sword immortals?"

"They are not worthy of this sword!"

The young man was stunned. If even the Sword Immortal was not worthy of this sword? ? Then who else could be worthy of it?
There has long been a rumor in the martial arts world that a sword from the sword immortal can transcend thousands of years.

But the old man still said that even the sword immortal was not worthy of this sword. Could it be that the person who wielded the sword was not from this world? But from outer space?

"Little guy, the sword immortals you mentioned are nothing more than a few well-known great free and easy heaven realm masters. Because of their strong fighting power and the long swords they usually use as weapons, they are respectfully called sword immortals by those people in the martial arts world!"

"In fact, they were not even in the Mysterious Divine Realm at that time. From today's perspective, they are just so-so."

Seeing that the young man seemed unconvinced, the old man explained a little bit. The night was long and it was nice to have someone accompany him to appreciate the beauty of the world. He did not want to spoil his interest at this moment.

"The person who drew the sword is in the Mysterious Realm of Divine Travel?"

The young man's face changed. The martial arts world today is indeed different from before. Before, the realm of Sword Immortal, that is, the realm of Great Freedom, was the pinnacle of the martial arts world. However, ever since a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain took the lead in breaking through the realm of Divine Wandering, the combat power of the martial arts world has been redefined.

And afterwards, people who have traveled to the mysterious realm of God have appeared one after another like mushrooms after a rain. Whether they have broken through or returned, there are about 20 to 30 people in total.

Especially those old forces in the martial arts world, most of them will have one or two fighters in the realm of divine wandering.

"No."

The old man stroked his beard with his hand, and his slightly turbid eyes narrowed slightly. He was in the Shenyou Xuanjing, but as far as he knew, a person in the Shenyou Xuanjing could not strike such an earth-shattering sword.

It is estimated that all the people in the mysterious realm of the world can feel this sword, no matter where they are.

For the Shenyou Xuanjing, this sword can only be viewed from a distance and not played with.

Because just looking at it from a distance, he found it extremely dazzling and even had to extend his hands to block some of it.

The young man was a little bit incredulous. The person who drew the sword was not a sword immortal, nor was he in the realm of mystery. So, he couldn't be an ordinary person, right?
The old man couldn't be sure of the realm of the person who swung the sword, but from the power of the sword, he could feel the power it carried.

"If this sword falls on Apocalypse, Apocalypse City will probably become history from then on."

The young man was struck by lightning and stood there completely stunned.

Tianqi City, as the largest city in Beili, is dozens of miles long and wide from north to south and east to west, with a permanent population of millions. There are many masters among these people, whether they are big hidden in the city or small hidden in the wild. Young people can't understand why a sword can make a city become history. When the sword fairy drew his sword, he only demolished a few restaurants and damaged a few bridges. Most ordinary people in the world can't cause much damage to buildings. At most, they just smashed a few tables and chairs.

"Senior, are you kidding?"

The young man thought he had seen a lot of the world, and he had seen one or two peerless masters who had reached the mysterious realm. But even those people could definitely not achieve this level.

"Little guy, there are always people who are better than you. Don't think that just because you can't do it, others can't do it either. This world is still pretty big!"

"Huh~~"

Just after he finished saying this, the old man suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Good sword, good knife, what a sword mistake!!"

In his perception, in the direction where the sword light went, another sword and a knife were suddenly slashed out. Although not as stunning as the first sword, the person who drew the sword was definitely above the wandering spirit.

Above the spiritual journey.

When the old man thought of this word, he suddenly became silent. This martial arts conference was held in Jiangnan, hosted by the Lei family. It was also known as the most unforgettable martial arts conference in the past twenty years.

It was a grand event that not only came from Xiaoyao Tianjing, but also from Shenyou Xuanjing. People from the martial arts world and the government also attended.

Finally, an immortal appeared, an immortal from the East China Sea.

As if he was thinking of something, the old man suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Imperial Observatory. It was said that the immortal named Mo Yi was from the same sect as Beili National Master Qi Tianchen.

"Could it be that the immortal is fighting with someone?"

He muttered softly, and the direction of the sword was exactly the direction of the East China Sea. In terms of power, it really seemed like the power of fairyland. After all, no mortal in the world could strike out with such a sword.

"It seems that this journey is inevitable after all."

On the other side, above the East China Sea, Bai Xi and Ji Shan were excited to visit the immortal who suddenly appeared.

However, they didn't expect to be locked by a sword light halfway, and it was the kind that they couldn't dodge even if they wanted to. In desperation, the two could only join forces to attack, but the effect was not satisfactory.

"Old Bai, we didn't offend that immortal, did we?"

After Jishan and Baixi had delivered a devastating blow, they were no longer in the mood to come and visit. They just turned around and ran as fast as they could and as far as they could.

"do not know."

Bai Xi's eyes twitched. They didn't know whether the opponent's sword was attacked with full strength or just casually, but they couldn't block the sword. They could only use the terrain to continuously consume the opponent's strength. Therefore, the two of them sometimes flew to the sheltered island and sometimes dived into the water, but the threat posed by the sword light did not decrease at all.

If the two of them didn't have time, Jishan would definitely curse, "Where did this bastard come from? How can you use swordsmanship like this?" They were almost on the shore after being chased.

"Sir, do you still count what you said?"

The aura on Zhao Shouyi's body gradually dissipated. The fairyland created by the secret method was borrowed after all, and it would not last forever. Only after Mo Yi let go of that idea did Zhao Shouyi return the temporarily borrowed power.

"nature."

"Brother Shouyi, you stinky Taoist priest, you little Taoist priest"

(End of this chapter)