The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 1783

Taoist Lingyun has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his Tai Chi robe makes him look extraordinary.

When he was wondering why there was an opportunity to become an emperor on the bank of Qianlong River, a mocking voice came into his ears.

Following the voice, he saw an old man with an old face.

The old man was wearing a white robe, and when his eyes fell on Taoist Lingyun, the mockery was not concealed.

"Black Mountain Demon?"

"Your Yanzhou is separated from this place by a sea of ​​falling stars, and you can still come to this Xuezhou?"

The Black Mountain Demon is not a cultivator in this Xuezhou, but after he learned that there was an opportunity to become an emperor in Xuezhou, he came here directly.

Hearing what Taoist Lingyun said, he said mockingly: "You can come to Xuezhou from the Falling Star Sea, why can't I come to Xuezhou?"

After saying this, he said: "Taoist Lingyun, you are not good at practicing the art of divine calculation. You should hand over your art of divine calculation and let me practice it!"

"I feel that anyone who practices the art of divine calculation is better than you!"

The two knew each other, and there were still conflicts between them.

While Taoist Lingyun and Black Mountain Old Ghost were confronting each other, another space ripple suddenly appeared on the bank of Qianlong River.

Immediately afterwards, the space ripple suddenly turned into a space portal, and powerful monks walked out of it.

When those monks came here, they focused their attention on the huge vortex.

"It's just a whirlpool, how can we be sure that there is an opportunity to become an emperor in this whirlpool?"

The leader was a handsome young man, wearing a blood-colored robe, with a blood-colored vertical mark on his forehead, which gave people a very weird feeling.

When he appeared here, a terrifying power suddenly attacked from afar, carrying a destructive force, and killed him.

"Those who block the road, die!"

A arrogant male voice came from afar, accompanied by a terrifying soul attack.

In an instant, all the cultivators who came to the bank of Qianlong River felt their souls trembling when they heard this voice.

Even those who were at the first level of quasi-emperor felt like they were hit on the head. The soul power contained in that voice made them feel uncomfortable, and they felt that they might wither at any time.

"Bold!"

The blood-robed youth who came here was also attacked by this voice, but the soul power mixed in it was intercepted by him after acting on him.

Then, he immediately fought back.

His blood-robed body moved without wind, and between the fluttering sleeves, a chilling killing intent bloomed from him.

With his body as the center, the temperature in the space began to drop, as if to freeze everything around.

The monks he brought with him activated their defensive spirits at the first time, and those monks who were not in the same camp with him, when they felt the icy breath between heaven and earth, their expressions became particularly ugly.

They were first attacked by the soul, and now they were invaded by the extreme cold force, which made them suffer a great threat.

The blood-robed youth even intercepted the power that was killing him. Not only that, after intercepting the attack, his figure suddenly disappeared from the original place.

When he appeared again, he had come behind the arrogant man!

Blood-colored light burst out from his body, like a sharp blade, and immediately killed the arrogant man.

The existence who attacked the surrounding cultivators as soon as he set foot here, when he felt the problem he was facing now, his face was full of disdain.

"I am the Exterminating Demon Lord. If you attack me, you have already killed yourself!"

The arrogant man called himself the Exterminating Demon Lord.

When his voice fell, a devouring force suddenly appeared in his palm, and immediately killed the person who attacked him.

The power displayed by the blood-robed young man was distorted by the devouring force at this moment, causing the blood-colored light to change direction immediately, unable to pose any threat to him.

On the other hand, the Exterminating Demon Lord, a destructive force suddenly emerged from his body, and with his devouring power, the surrounding cultivators below the Immortal Emperor realm had already suffered a crisis of death wherever he passed.

Fang Qingyang looked at the battle above the sky, and he frowned slightly.

The power of the Exterminating Demon Lord is very strong. The power he displayed has spread to him, disrupting his practice.

He created this vortex on the bank of Qianlong River. His original intention was to attract the Great Emperor of the Origin, but he did not expect that so many people would come now.

The Great Emperor's opportunity is very tempting to the cultivators of the Chiluan World.

As long as the forces that know the true history of the Chiluan World, they have no doubt about the Great Emperor's opportunity.

What's more, the rules of the world in the Chiluan World are changing now. They were previously affected by the Blood Sun, which made them become demons.

Now the power of the Blood Sun is fading, which also makes them change from the state of the demons to the state of normal people.

However, the changes that the Blood Sun brought to their hearts cannot be solved in a short time.

Take what is happening now, for example, the irritable tempers shown by these cultivators are also the sequelae brought to them by the Blood Sun.

If these monks were still demons, Fang Qingyang would naturally be happy to see them kill each other.

But now, it's no longer necessary for these guys to kill each other.

What's more, they haven't entered the secret realm he created for them yet, and they ended up fighting here.

Isn't this a plan to influence him?

"You have affected me."

Just as the Extinct Demon Lord and the blood-robed young man were fighting, Fang Qingyang's voice reached their ears.

At this moment, all the monks who heard his words felt a bone-chilling coldness shrouding their bodies.

Whether it was the Exterminating Demon Lord or the blood-robed young man, they stopped immediately after feeling the chill.

The cold was so strong that the two of them, who had reached the second level of quasi-emperor cultivation, were affected, giving them the feeling of being frozen into ice sculptures.

On the contrary, the other monks only heard Fang Qingyang's voice, but were not affected by the chill.

Originally, everyone's eyes were on the Demon Lord of Extinction and the young man in blood robes, but when Fang Qingyang's voice reached their ears, they discovered that there was another powerful being here.

At this moment, they all turned their attention to Fang Qingyang, and then they discovered that there was a monk here who seemed to be practicing.

"So what if it affects you? You are such an ant-like thing, so arrogant!"

When the Extinct Demon Lord heard Fang Qingyang's words, he immediately responded.

He was fully utilizing the power within his body, preparing to clear away the chill lingering on his body.

However, when he tried his best to mobilize the power in his body, he found that the power in his body could no longer be used.

The coldness invaded his body and blocked all the spiritual energy in his body!

It hasn't been completely blocked yet, but the speed of spiritual energy running in his body has become extremely slow.

He suspected that if he continued to fight against Fang Qingyang, his end would be tragic.

Immediately, he snorted coldly and stopped talking. Instead, he tried his best to find a solution to the coldness in his body.

The blood-robed young man was also dissatisfied with Fang Qingyang's words, but when he realized what happened to him, he had to suppress his anger and asked with vigilance: "Who are you?"

His cultivation level is at the level of second-level quasi-emperor. At this level, he has already stood at the pinnacle of the Chiluan world.

What he said is a rule for many monks.

But now, he was suppressed by Fang Qingyang.

When he asked about Fang Qingyang's identity, he also started to use his magical eyes, preparing to see through Fang Qingyang's cultivation.

However, even though the divine pupil has been displayed, Fang Qingyang's cultivation level cannot be seen.

Without being sure of what level Fang Qingyang's cultivation level is, it would be a bit like seeking death to go against the other party at this time.

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said: "Aren't you here for the opportunity of the great emperor in this secret realm?"

"Why did they start fighting before they even entered this secret realm?"

Hearing Fang Qingyang's words, the blood-robed young man frowned slightly.

His question has nothing to do with Fang Qingyang's answer!

The other party didn't pay any attention to what he said!

"It is rumored that there is an opportunity for the emperor in this secret realm. I wonder why you don't enter it to explore?"

The blood-robed young man continued to speak. He was inquiring about Fang Qingyang, hoping to deduce the extent of his true strength through Fang Qingyang's actions.

Fang Qingyang seemed not to have heard this, and said again: "If you don't want to enter this secret realm, then I will invite you in!"

After he said this, Taoist Ling Yun, who had come here early, said mockingly: "So it turns out that he is a cowardly person who covets the opportunity but dare not enter it!"

He met Fang Qingyang when he came here. At that time, he just thought that Fang Qingyang might be waiting for the secret realm to be completely opened.

Now it seemed that the whirlpool in the sky was so scary that he did not dare to enter it rashly.

The whirlpool is deep and dark, giving people a very dangerous feeling.

Even to him, the whirlpool looked like the mouth of a ferocious beast, waiting for creatures to enter it.

Because of this feeling, he did not dare to step into it rashly.

But Fang Qingyang's arrogant words made him feel even more angry.

I'm not that crazy, why are you so crazy?

Taoist Ling Yun's active ridicule made Fang Qingyang notice him.

He smiled and said: "Since you dare to enter it, then you should set an example!"

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