Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

A sword wind slashed out from Su Wusi's body and swept across the earth, cutting off all the earthly fires that came out of the palace with one sword. Before the sword hit Luo Jia's body, it had already hit Luo Jia. He vomited blood and retreated with a pale face.

If this sword really hits Luo Jia, I am afraid that even if Luo Jia does not die, he will be seriously injured.

Luo Jia retreated with a pale face. At this moment, he knew that he was no match for Su Wusi.

He watched helplessly as the sword was about to hit him.

But at this moment, this domineering sword wind suddenly disappeared in the palace, and at the same time, the laughter of this gentle old man came: "Su Wusi, even if I am a disciple who is wrong, you don't need your sword pavilion." Let the tribe teach you a lesson!”

The moment the sound echoed, the earthly fire that had just been cut off by Su Wusi's sword emerged again.

But this time, the ground fire that emerged was about a thousand feet high and almost melted the entire palace.

Thousands of feet of ground fire turned into thousands of fire dragons, staring at Su Wusi angrily!

Su Wusi looked horrified and couldn't help but take two steps back. He took out a king-level spiritual weapon from his storage bag and looked coldly at the thousands of fire dragons in front of him.

Crash--

And at the next moment, these thousands of menacing fire dragons suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and the ground fire also got into the gap and disappeared.

From the place where the fire dragon disappeared, an old man wearing a seven-color robe appeared in front of everyone.

He has white hair and a childlike face, a kind face, smiling eyes, and an extraordinary and holy aura about him.

He is the Wanbao Zhenjun!

Wanbao Zhenjun looked at Su Wusi who looked like a formidable enemy, and chuckled: "The sword in your hand was refined by me. You want to use the sword I refined to deal with me?"

The king-level spiritual weapon in Su Wusi's hands now is the sword that Su Wusi asked True Monarch Wanbao to refine for him decades ago. .

Su Wusi hurriedly put away the edge of his sword, clasped his fists and said, "Senior Wanbao Zhenjun, please forgive me. This junior and others are indeed helpless. Otherwise, this junior will not use this method to force senior to show up!"

Wanbao Zhenjun put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I came here today and met a lot of old friends, Yan Long, Li Hai, and Feng Chun. Are you three old guys still alive?"

Li Hai chuckled and said, "Without the will of True Lord Wanbao, we wouldn't dare die!"

Yan Long also smiled and said: "Long time no see, Wanbao Zhenjun!"

Feng Chun also smiled and said hello.

When Wanbao Zhenjun saw the other two people, he chuckled and said, "This little girl looks very unfamiliar to me."

Ye Suxin clasped his fists and said, "My dear, Ye Suxin, I have met the senior Wanbao Zhenjun. Today I came to disturb the senior's practice. I really feel a little sorry, and I ask the senior for your forgiveness."

True Lord Wanbao smiled slightly and said: "Neither humble nor arrogant, a child can be taught. If you are willing, I am willing to accept you as my disciple and become my sixth disciple! How about it?"

Swish——

Hearing the words of True Lord Wanbao, Li Hai, Yan Long and others all looked at Ye Suxin in horror.

Ever since True Lord Wanbao became the number one weapon refiner on the Mangu Continent, how many warriors have wanted to become disciples of True Lord Wanbao, but they have all been rejected by True Lord Wanbao!

Over the years, True Monarch Wanbao has only accepted five disciples.

And Ye Suxin had just met the True Lord Wanbao for the first time, and he actually wanted to directly recruit disciples. How could this not be surprising?

Ye Suxin smiled and said: "Junior, I don't like to refine weapons!"

True Monarch Wanbao chuckled and said: "What I have learned in my life is not just weapon refining, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am also proficient in everything. I also know a little bit about weapon refining, elixir making, and astrological formations!"

Ye Suxin smiled and said, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness!"

When Zhenjun Wanbao heard this, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, since you don't want to, forget it!"

Then, Wanbao Zhenjun looked at the bald old man, chuckled and said, "Your Excellency looks even more face-to-face!"

The bald old man smiled and said: "I am the leader of the Tianji Tribe. The Tianji Tribe is just a small tribe, and it is not one of the seventy-two tribes. Naturally, True Monarch Wanbao doesn't know me!"

Wanbao Zhenjun frowned and said: "I think the name of your tribe is very bad..."

"The Tianji tribe is very bad!"

"That's crazy!"

Wanbao Zhenjun chuckled.

The bald old man smiled slightly and was noncommittal.

After Zhenjun Wanbao greeted everyone one by one, he looked back at Luo Jia, and then asked: "Everyone, so many of you came here today, and you want to use my disciple to force me out!"

"Then you don't know what's going on?"

Su Wusi immediately clasped his fists and said, "Senior, six days ago, Su Tingzong of our Jiange tribe disappeared into the Fire Lotus Mountain, and we have not found any trace of him so far!"

Li Hai said: "The same is true for our Li Can from the Jiuli Tribe!"

Yan Long said: "Yan Ji also disappeared six days ago!"

Feng Chun said: "Feng Siyun from my Fengxue tribe is also missing!"

The bald old man said: "Three warriors from our Tianji tribe are missing, Liu Yuan, Ye Jing, and Qin Yijun!"

Ye Suxin also whispered: "My fiancé Lin Bai is also missing. He also left six days ago!"

When True Lord Wanbao heard this, he immediately shrank his eyes and said, "Yan Ji, Su Tingzong, these two are legendary geniuses on the land of Nanzhou today!"

"Li Can and Feng Siyun, these two are the top geniuses of Jiuli Tribe and Fengxue Tribe!"

"As for the other people who can disappear together with these people, they all seem to be rare young talents!"

"How did they suddenly disappear at the same time, six days ago?"

Wanbao Zhenjun said with a smile.

As he spoke, Wanbao Zhenjun turned back to look at Luo Jia.

Luo Jia looked pale, lowered his head, and remained silent.

After informing True Lord Wanbao about the matter, everyone was speechless.

Since Lord Wanbao already knows about this matter, he will naturally deal with it.

True Monarch Wanbao looked at Luo Jia, his face was expressionless, and he said with vague anger: "Luo Jia, why don't you present the things?"

Luo Jia said expressionlessly: "I wonder... what is the master talking about?"

Wanbao Zhenjun had a hint of anger on his face at this moment, and said coldly: "Do you still have to collect it yourself? Weren't you the one who took out the Dry Well Scroll from the treasure house?"

"Hand over the Dry Well Picture Scroll!"

Wanbao Zhenjun said coldly.

Hearing the words of True Monarch Wanbao, Luo Jia shook his head helplessly. He also knew that it would be impossible not to hand over the Dry Well Scroll now.

In desperation, Luo Jia could only take out a picture scroll from his storage bag and respectfully handed it to True Lord Wanbao with both hands.

Holding the picture scroll, Wanbao Zhenjun threw it directly. The picture scroll unfolded in mid-air, revealing a dry well on it, and traces of seven-color light began to diffuse from the dry well...