"It seems to be escaping, intending to ascend to the Nine Heavens world, and now it is at the junction of the Nine Heavens." The evil god spoke in a shocking tone. "Its cultivation level was originally stronger than mine, and it almost broke through the realm of life and death, demon immortal." The cultivation of the human race and the demon race are very similar. The human race is the real person of Zifu, the wandering earth immortal, the immortal of life and death, the pure Yang golden immortal, the Daluo Tianzun, the Daluo emperor, the Dao ancestor realm, these seven realms. The monsters are the Zifu monsters, the wandering monsters, the life-and-death monsters, the pure-yang monsters... "Its physical body is extremely powerful, and coupled with the cultivation of the wandering demon immortal, it is enough to ascend." "I suspect that it may be afraid that the Marquis and I will kill it. After all, these four hundred monsters may not even be able to deal with it." Su Changqing frowned when he heard this. The situation changed rapidly, one after another. "Where is the specific location?" "It once escaped from trouble in Ziwei Mountain and is now at the top of Ziwei Mountain."
"I'll go take a look." Su Changqing suddenly jumped up, and the ground beneath his feet was torn apart. He soared into the sky at an extremely fast speed. "Master monk, do you want to go with us to see him?" The Evil God looked at Jiumozhi and asked. "I'm not going, little monk..." Jiumozhi was startled, and quickly clasped his hands together and said. On the top of Ziwei Mountain near Zhenwu Mountain, a huge black mist is suspended in the sky, and it is advancing little by little in the countless strong winds. The old demon from Black Mountain is really scared. There is no demon-killing madman like Su Changqing in the world. "For inheritance matters, you can go to the upper realm to seek it out, or sell it for a good price. There is no need to fight with it here." In the black mist, a man wearing a black robe appeared. It flew straight into the sky, covering a hundred miles in radius. Behind it was a huge city, endless life and death, and the words 'city of vain death' appeared. In the mountains below, Su Changqing had arrived at Ziwei Mountain within a quarter of an hour, staring at the huge black mist in the sky, frowning. "Su Changqing, it ran away." The evil god spread his wings, landed on the top of Ziwei Mountain, and said in a solemn voice. "What are you trying to do?" Evil God was suddenly startled and looked at Su Changqing. Su Changqing took off the flower burial knife from his waist. It was as red as blood, and his eyes were cold and sharp, staring at the sky. He moved from bottom to top, slashing across the sky with a bright red light. Dominant sword! The overbearing sword intent shook the entire sky. It was powerful in all directions, and endless blood burst out, cutting off everything. In the black mist, an extremely shrill scream came out. "Let's go, this knife will make it uncomfortable even if it doesn't kill you!" After Su Changqing finished all this, he turned around and left directly. It's a pity that Shuangxue's sword was broken and was taken away by Ji Xingyue to repair. Otherwise, with both swords in hand, he would have a chance to keep the old Black Mountain demon behind when he flew high into the sky. The evil god was stunned. What else could he do? If I can't catch you, I'll give you a knife! .................................................................
"Zhenren Zhang, Su Changqing came to pay a visit." Su Changqing did not return to Chang'an City, but came to Wudang Mountain. "The Marquis Chang Qing is truly amazing and talented. I, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, have traveled across the world for decades and have never seen such a talented person like you." Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Cuishan and others stood on the top of Wudang Mountain, staring at the young man in white, and couldn't help but say with horror in their eyes. The huge black mist in the sky had been there for more than a day, and Zhang Sanfeng once said that he would not allow any further intervention. "How can there be no tea when Marquis Changqing is here?" Zhang Sanfeng smiled while stroking his beard. He came out of the Zhenwu Hall and looked at Su Changqing. There was a stone table in front of the hall, and the two of them sat and talked. "If the old master is right, I'm afraid the Marquis will ascend." Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile. "About ten days." Su Changqing nodded slightly. Song Qingshu, who was serving tea at the side, was startled when he heard this, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground. His great master had spent hundreds of years of hard work, but he hadn't yet ascended. Su Changqing had only been twenty years old, and he had already achieved it? "I came here specifically to meet Master Zhang. When I ascend to the ninth heaven in the future, you and I can make tea and discuss the Tao." Su Changqing cupped his hands and said. The way Zhang Sanfeng cultivated was completely different from others, but he was also flawless, and his ascension was certain. He is more proficient in the method of attacking from behind, and coincides with Tai Chi. In the future, he will definitely be good even in the upper world. "Hou Changqing, after I ascend to the throne, there will be seven heroes in Wudang Mountain, but they all have their own shortcomings. Please take care of them." Su Changqing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and smiled without saying a word. The Seven Heroes of Wudang are extremely powerful, and they also have the Seven Zhenwu Formation, which can be dealt with even by the Tiangang Ninth Level, and he ascended earlier than Zhang Sanfeng. Why did Zhang Sanfeng say this? Because Dashang is more powerful, including within the Wudang Sect, there are secret agents of Jin Yiwei. "Since the real person has spoken, this junior will naturally agree." Su Changqing said calmly. "You Yun raised Zifu before me, so why talk about juniors? Just have sex in a normal way." Zhang Sanfeng stood up and said with a big smile. The breeze suddenly fell, and his palms were like the breeze, moving in chaos, and his steps were like Tai Chi diagrams, and the rolling fallen leaves were turned by it. "This is a Tai Chi skill that has been studied for hundreds of years by experienced Taoists. The Marquis of Changqing has the best fighting spirit in the world, and he is decisive in killing, but lacks the softness of yin and yang." Su Changqing stared at Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi, his eyes moving slightly. "I'm not related to the real person, but I'm willing to give you all my money to teach it. I can't hide it from you. This Tai Chi skill is indeed of great use to me. Thank you so much, real person." Song Qingshu also watched Zhang Sanfeng practicing Tai Chi skills without blinking. Even the Seven Heroes of Wudang didn't learn this technique, so Zhang Sanfeng taught it to Su Changqing for free. After making tea and discussing Taoism, all the Seven Heroes of Wudang came from a distance, and Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji. "The Marquis saved Quanzi, so this sword should have been given to you." Zhang Cuishan held a long sword in his hand, like a dragon. The sword was extremely heavy, without a scabbard, and had a faint golden light on it.
"Let Xie Xun come back from Binghuo Island. I guarantee that no one can hurt him. But let him make his own decision, whether to join the Jinyi Guards and become a thousand households or return to the Mingjiao." Su Changqing was not polite, took the dragon-slaying knife and spoke road. "Thank you Marquis Changqing." Zhang Cuishan was overjoyed and said with cupped hands. Suddenly he was startled and looked at Yin Susu aside. The two looked at each other with shock and uncertainty in their eyes. "My sworn brother has been away on Binghuo Island for more than ten years. May I ask how the Marquis knew about it?" Su Changqing waved and smiled without explaining. "This Jinyiwei information is really terrifying." Zhang Cuishan admired in his heart and attributed the matter to the 12th Division of Jinyiwei. Su Changqing left Wudang Mountain. Zhang Sanfeng took Wudang Mountain full of disciples, a total of a thousand disciples, and sent him ten miles away with great courtesy. "Master, although he is strong, why did you do this to him? My fifth uncle also gave him the dragon-slaying sword. That is the dragon-slaying sword that no one in the world dares to disobey." Seeing Su Changqing's figure disappearing into the distance, Song Qingshu asked with a bad expression. "Qingshu, you don't understand. If your master ascends to the throne, it will be easy for the great merchants to destroy Wudang Mountain, but with just one word from Su Changqing, peace can be guaranteed for a hundred years." Song Yuanqiao said. ................................................................. ... = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail-300x250' , target_type: 'mix' });