The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Qingwei sect is a famous sect in xiliuzhou.

The residence is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and rich aura. The smoke curls up in Ruiying mountain, and the pines and cypresses are green around the mountain.

You can see the bridge treading on withered wood, the Ficus pumila around the peak, the bird carrying red pistils to the cloud Valley, the deer trampling on the stone moss on the fragrant bushes, the flowers on both sides of the road, the wind blowing incense floating, the green willows turning Orioles near the embankment, the young peaches turning Pink Butterflies near the bank.

What a treasure land of practice!

In the Taoist temple of Qingwei sect, many disciples are meditating and practicing, and some disciples are faithfully guarding the mountain gate.

When Jiang Linggang took several disciples up the mountain.

Some disciples on duty saw them.

"Tian... Tian Zun?" The two disciples rubbed their eyes hard, with a look of amazement on their faces.

"Please inform your patriarch that the supreme elder of the Heavenly God sect has come to visit." Jiang Ling smiled.

"Lord Tianzun, please wait a moment!" The external elders of Qingwei sect rushed to meet them.

Then the whole Qingwei pie boiled like boiled water.

"Dang Dang!" The bell rang out, the mountain gate was wide open, and Qingwei sect disciples in green clothes were on both sides of the square.

Then, a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, with a beautiful face, clean eyes and a Taoist bun on his head walked out slowly. He looked only about 40 or 50, but occasionally spilled a powerful and incomparable breath.

But Jiang Ling knows that Zhang Shoujing, the leader of Qingwei sect, is now more than 3400 years old. His strength is the later stage of Shengjun territory and his cultivation is strong.

"It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar." Zhang Shoujing greets Jiang Ling and bows to her.

"I hope you will step and stoop to the hall and have a leisurely chat over tea. Please."

Jiang Ling was surprised. Others were very polite. She was not as arrogant as the founder of Wenshi said.

"Please." Jiang Ling led the disciples to the hall to sit down, drink tea and chat.

After a polite remark.

Jiang Ling said frankly, "I heard that your sect has [lingxu Five Dragon pagoda]. I want to borrow it."

He told Zhang Shouqing about his plan to use the treasure to promote the realm of heaven.

"Oh, such things that benefit the world of the universe are naturally possible." Zhang Shoujing stopped drinking tea: "I just heard that Tianzun's Taoism is profound. I can experience it today."

"If you win, the lingxu Five Dragon pagoda will be handed over to the emperor."

"If you lose, please hand over the original treasures collected in front to our Qingwei sect for safekeeping."

The voice just fell.

Jiang Hu suddenly stood up.

"What do you mean?"

Everyone saw Zhang Shouqing's plan.

If you lose, you are said to hand over the Zhenzong treasure for the hundreds of millions of creatures in the whole Cang domain.

If you win, it will be even better. You will gain both fame and wealth. You have the honor of defeating the Heavenly Master, and you have also won two powerful and incomparable original treasures.

No matter what the result is, Qingwei school is in an "invincible position".

"Well, Jiang Hu can't be rude. Sit down." Jiang Ling smiled: "since leader Zhang wants to compete, let's have a try."

Jiang Ling took a sip of Lingcha, and then put down the cup in her hand.

"Dong ~" white porcelain red plum tea cup rippling

"OK! It's a small place here. Let's go to the square and enjoy the master's skill. Please!" Zhang Shouqing first stood up and went to the square outside.

He carefully took out a pair of gold maces from the storage bag.

This pair of gold maces is very unique in shape, like a pagoda with dozens of floors, which is reduced and then cast with the head of the Gold Tiger as the handle.

"The leader even took out the [Golden Tiger mace of water and fire Twin Towers]

The elders and disciples of Qingwei sect showed an excited expression on their faces.

Because this pair of seven rank and ten grade double maces can use the strength of the mountain guarding array of the sect's residence Shiyan Wulong palace, and the combat effectiveness soars!

"Refining positive energy together belongs to the Taoism. There are layers of Emei and jade Jingchen que. There is really no wonderful reason, which is the same as the Taoist talisman."

Zhang Shouqing looked solemn and recited.

Around him, there are big mysterious runes rising constantly, and his momentum is also rising rapidly.

Jiuyouque's face was dignified, "this should be the jade Chen gold chapter of Qingwei school. Zhang Shouqing has practiced this skill for more than 3000 years, and has reached the point of participating in creation."

While he was talking.

"Flying clouds form a building and scattered incense forms a building. There is a God King in it who is married to me!"

Zhang Shouqing raised the gold mace in his left hand and pressed the gold mace in his right hand.

"Buzz!"

There was a strong wind on Ziwei mountain, and dark clouds gathered in the sky from all directions. In an instant, it was dark.

Zhang Shouqing stared. There was a cold light hidden in his eyes. The thunder in the sky exploded, and the silver light lit up the whole world. People's eyes could not help blinking under such light.

Right now!

"The Yang dragon leaves the palace, and the Yin tiger is born in Kanxiang!" Zhang Shouqing shouted violently, and the long brewing spiritual power in his body roared out. The double maces in his hand radiated white and black light, and bombarded down fiercely with an overwhelming momentum!

"Boom!"

Under the black awn, the whole earth suddenly crumbled into pieces, and the boiling spiritual power turned into a tiger thousands of feet in the yard. His claws sent out a frightening cold awn and rushed hard at Jiang Ling!

At the same time, after the silver thunder, the light in the sky turned into a 3000 foot long white dragon. The dragon's head was high and its huge blood basin was open. It rushed down towards the river Ling below, feeling that it would not stop until it was torn.

Before the attack, the whole square has been transformed into nothingness with violent power, and the gas of chaos is raging.

The disciples and elders of Qingwei sect present showed a happy look on their faces.

Because with the help of the power of the Five Dragon Palace in Shiyan, the destructive power of this move has broken through the realm of the emperor, which is comparable to the attack of the emperor!

Even Mu Chen, Jiang Hu and others frowned, showing a worried look.

And Jiang Ling is very calm in the face of this powerful and unparalleled attack.

He will stretch out his five fingers and gently grasp it in the void.

"Buzzing ~" a silver brilliance flashed, and the surrounding heaven and earth collapsed and the earth was empty. It quickly regressed and returned to the original scene.

As for the Yang dragon and the Yin tiger, they were shrinking and finally turned into a black cat and a quadruped snake in front of Jiang Ling.

Zhang Shouqing on the other side didn't attack again, because the surrounding environment was shaken, as if he had survived and crushed him hard.

Even if he urged his powerful spiritual power, it was useless. The "creak" all over his body, and the bones exposed cracks and broke rapidly under great pressure!

"Ah ah!" Zhang Shouqing bit his teeth and looked up at Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling just stood in place, without any movement, but he seemed to be integrated with the whole world!

no He is higher than nine days, as if he were an immortal god overlooking everyone!

"Click, click!" With a series of sounds, all the bones on Zhang Shouqing turned into powder.

"Dong!" The tea cup was placed on the table and made a clear sound.

The surrounding scene is like a broken water surface, gradually dispersing.

It was like the morning bell and evening drum echoing in the hearts of tens of thousands of Qingwei sect disciples. They just woke up like a dream and came back to God.

Everyone stared round, with a look of horror on their faces, and looked at the cup of green tea put down by Jiang Ling.

In this white porcelain red plum tea cup, the ripples of amber tea soup are still rippling.

Everything is just like the scene when Zhang Shouqing challenges and Tianzun agrees to fight.

Time seems to have passed only for a moment.

But everyone has a kind of feeling, like a dream, like an afterlife!