The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The smoke dispersed, and the heaven and earth returned to silence.

It’s just that this mountain and river has been broken and withered.

Yuan Linning thought of the scene yesterday when she was so domineering and wanted to force Su Yi to hand over the Cang Qing Seed.

I think of Su Yi's provocative words - "I'll teach you how to do things."

I remembered how angry I was tossing and turning because I was provoked by a spiritual boy last night.

Only now did she realize that the person who was truly blind and arrogant was herself...

A strong sense of frustration filled Yuan Lining's heart like a tide, making her look depressed and lost.

How could she not know that even if she continued to fight, she would only lose?

"From now on, I can be regarded as the first emperor to be defeated by a spiritual monk in ancient times..."

Yuan Linning's mouth was full of bitterness.

"That's it...win..."

Cui Jingyan murmured, and the originally sluggish consciousness gradually regained consciousness, but deep inside, it was still churning.

From yesterday to just now, the girl was almost worried about Su Yi, fearing that he would be killed by Yuan Lining accidentally.

To this end, she prepared various methods and means.

But until now, the girl suddenly realized that her worries were completely unfounded, Su Yi... she didn't need to worry about it at all!

Especially when the battle ended and Yuan Lining saw the defeated Yuan Lining standing there alone, Yuan Lining felt an indescribable shock in her heart.

"A miracle, this is definitely an unprecedented miracle!"

The old blind man shouted in his heart.

In the past, when Su Yi was in Cang Qing Continent, he was invincible due to his cultivation in the spiritual realm.

And today, he is also in the spirit realm, in the land of the netherworld, defeating the emperor with a sword!

Ice Flame Underworld Emperor Yuan Linning has become the cornerstone of this miracle!

Lu Changqing was horrified and confused. He felt like he had an unreal dream and could not believe that everything had ended.

At this moment, a voice filled with shame sounded between heaven and earth——

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Su, for showing mercy!"

The voice was still echoing, and the figure of Lu Changming, the third elder of Meng Po Palace, appeared out of thin air and bowed to Su Yi.

His expression was extremely complicated, including shock, surprise, surprise, and shame.

To name a few.

"Isn't this what you want to see? You really should thank me."

Su Yi glanced at Lu Changming lightly.

Yesterday, he had seen through Lu Changming's thoughts and knew that he wanted to use his own hands to defeat the three priests and the high priest.

Although Su Yi was not angry about this, he could not pretend that nothing had happened.

Lu Changming couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Now I know what it means to have a god in front of me, but I don't know it myself. If I had offended before, I hope my Taoist friends won't blame me."

With that said, he bowed to Su Yi again.

An emperor of the Xuanyou Realm can be called a giant in the world of cultivation in any world plane.

But at this time, Lu Changming lowered his attitude and apologized to Su Yi!

the reason is simple.

Yesterday, the words of the old man in Taoist robes made Lu Changming realize that Su Yi was an extraordinary person, but he only thought that Su Yi had a backer behind him and had cards in his hand that could threaten the emperor.

Because of this, he rushed here in a hurry, worried that his apprentice Lu Changqing would be in trouble.

But it wasn't until he actually arrived that Lu Changming realized that he had thought wrong. There was no need to borrow external force. Su Yi could crush Yuan Lining with his sword just by relying on his own strength!

This makes Lu Changming dare to treat Su Yi as a junior who is not worth mentioning when he faces him again?

Su Yi ignored Lu Changming and looked at

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Guang looked at Yuan Lining and said: "If you are not convinced, I can give you a few opportunities. When you have condensed a complete Xuan Dao law, you can come to me for a showdown."

With that said, he turned to Cui Jingyan and the old blind man and said, "Let's go."

Put your hands on your back and walk towards the distance.

From beginning to end, he never glanced at Lu Changming and others.

Yuan Linning's pretty face was pale and silent.

Lu Changming's expression was uncertain. Su Yi's attitude made him realize that what he did yesterday had made the other party repulsive!

"Master, why are you here?"

Lu Changqing stepped forward and asked cautiously.

"It's not like you are worthless!"

Lu Changming snorted coldly and walked away.

Lu Changqing's liver and gallbladder trembled at the scolding, and he quickly caught up with him.

"Perhaps I should really reflect on this seriously."

After a long time, Yuan Linning sighed secretly in her heart, turned around and left.

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Naihe Shenshan.

The place of ancestral origin beneath the ninth floor of the Forgotten River Cave.

Mo Wuhen, who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, opened his eyes from meditation, and a dreamlike golden glow filled the depths of his deep pupils.

He was a thin figure, wearing a gray robe, with long, disheveled hair as gray as white, and an invisible terrifying power surging throughout his body.

"After all, it's still a little short of the mark. From this point of view, it is impossible to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation just by relying on seclusion."

Mo Wuhen sighed.

A long time ago, he had achieved the realm of Dao Xuanyou, but until now, his cultivation had been stuck at the middle stage of perfection, and he had been unable to break through.

Over the past hundreds of years, he had hoped to use the power of Wangchuan Ancestor to make a breakthrough, but in the end... he still failed to do so.

"Grandmaster, you finally woke up."

A bloody bird flew over, folded its wings, and saluted Mo Wuhen respectfully.

Bloody Bird!

A rare species of ferocious bird.

"Come on, it's time for us to get out of here."

Mo Wuhen stood up and was about to leave when Xue Youque hurriedly said: "Master, last night, a young man with a strange origin broke into the Wangchuan Divine Cave, and in the third level of the trial place, he broke the original "Jian Lingzhen" 'The record created by the ancestors, and..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Wuhen showed interest and said, "Let's go to the third floor first."

With that said, he took a step and disappeared into thin air.

Xue Youque quickly followed.

The third level of trial place.

Mo Wuhen put his hands behind his back and stared at a name at the top of the avenue war monument, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Passing here?

Which descendant of the sect left this behind?

The Xue Youque on one side said quickly: "Ancestor, that young man should not be the descendant of our Meng Po Palace."

Mo Wuhen said in surprise: "Really?"

He separated out a ray of spiritual thought and calmly sensed it.

After a moment, he couldn't help but be moved, and said in surprise: "Spiritual Realm cultivation? This man's background and talent are so extraordinary?"

Beings like him have gone through many vicissitudes over the years and have seen the ups and downs of the world, but at this moment, he was still shocked by the discovery in front of him.

It should be noted that Jian Lingzhen, who has dominated this third-level avenue battle monument for 130,000 years, also relied on the Taoist practices at the Great Perfection level of the Spiritual Wheel Realm to create a brilliant record in one fell swoop!

At that time, Jian Lingzhen was even known as the peerless genius in the Nether World Spiritual Wheel Realm!

But now, this record that no one has been able to shake in 30,000 years has been broken by a young man in the spirit realm. How could Mo Wuhen not be surprised?

"Xue'er, can you identify this kid?"

Mo Wuhen asked.

Xue Youque shook his head and lowered his head.

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The voice said: "Grandmaster, there is another more bizarre thing. The young man entered the fourth level of the trial last night."

Mo Wuhen's eyes suddenly shrank and he said in shock: "He...is he going to break through the border?"

Xue Youque said: "Yes."

Whoosh!

Mo Wuhen's figure flashed out of thin air and arrived at the fourth floor of the trial.

When he saw that there were no words "passer-by here" on the battle monument on the avenue, Mo Wuhen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and laughed at himself: "It turns out that it was just a false alarm. That's right. A character in the spirit realm, how can Maybe you can pass the test that only the emperor can do?"

Just as he said this, he suddenly noticed that the Xue Youque next to him stopped talking.

"Xue'er, do you have anything to say?"

Mo Wuhen asked.

Xue Youque whispered: "Grandmaster, although that young man has never passed through the fourth level of trial ground, he...but he killed nine will battle souls in one breath..."

Mo Wuhen's eyes suddenly widened and he stood there stunned.

A young man in the spiritual realm who can break Jian Lingzhen's record may be shocking, but it is understandable.

But when such a young man killed nine fighting spirits comparable to those of the emperors in the early stage of Xuanzao Realm in one fell swoop, this shocked Mo Wuhen, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, to his cognition. , can’t believe this is true!

A full half-quarter of an hour later.

The figures of Mo Wuhen and Xue Youque appeared outside the Forgotten River Cave.

"Brother Taoist, please come out and see me."

Mo Wuhen bowed slightly to greet him.

Wow~

The mist rolled, revealing a head as big as a mountain, with a pair of golden pupils as big as a lake.

Xueyouque shivered in fear and huddled to one side, daring not to look at the Abyss Beast.

"You old boy has actually escaped from seclusion? But it seems that your cultivation has not broken through. Aren't these hundreds of years wasted in vain?"

The Abyssal Beast mocked Mo Wuhen unceremoniously.

He didn't care at all. The other party was once the ninth master of Meng Po Palace, and now he was a river crossing envoy with extremely ancient qualifications.

Mo Wuhen looked slightly embarrassed and said, "Ashamed that I made Brother Dao laugh."

The Abyssal Beast was brought back to Meng Po Hall by his senior brother Yun Ziying, who was of the same seniority as him. In addition, the Abyssal Beast once saved Yun Ziying's life, which made Mo Wuhen respect him.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Abyss Beast asked.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wuhen said solemnly: "I dare to ask, brother, what is the name of the young man who entered the Wangchuan Divine Cave last night, and where did he come from?"

The Xueyouque on one side also looked like it was listening.

"Master... uh, his name is Su Yi, and he comes from Cangqing Continent. As for other things, you can ask the people in Meng Po Palace."

The Abyssal Beast said that the secret path was so dangerous that he almost opened his mouth and said "Lord".

"Su Yi?"

Mo Wuhen frowned and asked again: "Brother Dare to ask, who sent him into the Forgotten River Divine Cave?"

"this……"

The Abyss Beast was speechless for a moment.

After a while, it said: "Is this question important?"

Mo Wuhen's expression became more and more serious, and he said, "I have to know exactly where this boy came from, and the person who sent him here must know his identity very well."

The Abyssal Beast was silent for a moment, then suddenly showed a look of shame, and sighed: "Oh, to be honest, I was negligent last night and allowed that Su Yi to slip into the Forgotten River Divine Cave under my nose."

Mo Wuhen: "..."

Bloody Bird: "..."

Such clumsy and vulgar lies are simply full of loopholes and insult people's intelligence!

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