In the ancestral hall, the atmosphere was weird, and no one dared to speak.

The elders, including Luo Yun, felt more and more uncomfortable, and the hall was so quiet that the sound of breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

It was so uncomfortable that he didn't dare to move, as if he was afraid of upsetting some kind of balance.

Think about this king of the people, in this Mohai group on weekdays, it can be said that he is calling for wind and rain, and he is supreme.

Even if there is an emperor, the king of people is still very rare in this Mohai group, and he is high up wherever he goes.

He was so uncomfortable, sandwiched between two emperors, to put it mildly, he really didn't dare to put one fart.

Because the battle between Xiao Chen and Master Qingyan had already begun, the two of them clashed with each other, and their respective momentum spread to every corner.

are all secretly accumulating strength, looking for each other's flaws, trying to suppress each other's momentum.

The momentum that is invisible to the naked eye is actually extremely fierce, and all the people present are kings, so they naturally understand the subtleties.

At this time, if any of them dared to move, it would be like adding fuel to the fire, and with a bang, it would explode in an instant.

In the hall, as if time had forbidden the flow, everyone remained motionless, and even their expressions did not change.

Master Qingyan was a little surprised in his heart, although the young man in front of him, although he did not condense the divine vein.

But the momentum is all over the body, moving from the heart, doing whatever you want, there is no flaw at all, it can be called perfect.

Behind him, there seemed to be a dragon shadow, jumping and whistling, that was Long Wei, this was a peerless Tianjiao with the blood of the desolation!

Click!

At this moment, an elder of the Qingyan Hall was really uncomfortable, and his body moved slightly.

The slightest sound is infinitely expanded at this time.

It's like a drop of water that falls down on a calm lake, but instead of rippling layers, it's deafening, like the stormy waves of a flash flood and tsunami.

Luo Yun's face sank, knowing that he was going to suffer, and the elders unfolded their methods and quickly fled away.

In an instant, the limit of silence shifted to the extreme of movement, as if these people had come back to life.

The action was fast enough, but it was still not as fast as Xiao Chen and Master Qingyan.

The invisible dragon shadow that was cruising behind Xiao Chen gathered together, turning from invisible to tangible, turning into a huge cyan dragon shadow, roaring out, and the dragon roared for nine days.

Master Qingyan had a cold face, and slapped it heavily on the armrest, and the entire Qingyun Peak Sect's heritage was mobilized for him.

The apparition of a huge incense burner appeared in front of him, with three sticks of incense inserted in the incense burner, and there was green smoke.

The Master of Green Smoke flicked his fingers, and the green smoke that was swirling in an instant turned into thousands of sword shadows and shot out.

The two momentum collided together in an instant, and the Qingyan Ancestral Hall collapsed and turned into nothingness in a loud bang.

Poof!

Luo Yun and the other elders of the Qingyan Hall spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the elders who cultivated to a slightly lower level were only in the Saint Venerable realm, and they were even killed on the spot by the aftermath of these two momentums.

In this battle, Luo Yun and the others not only did not have the qualifications to intervene, but even lost their lives just by watching the battle.

The emperor fights, and the scene is so big that these kings can no longer imagine and resist.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound of blade handover, echoing throughout Tianyun Mountain, which was comparable to a big world's cave heaven blessed land, humming and trembling non-stop.

Tianyun Mountain is very large, the territory is vast, and there are hundreds of millions of miles between horizontal and vertical. In the past, there were dozens of four-rank sects living together in this place, and you can imagine how vast it is.

But this Tianyun Mountain is also very small, for Xiao Chen and Master Qingyan, who are fighting, just the aftermath can radiate most of Tianyun Mountain.

Whew!

On the main peak of Tianyun Mountain, a purple shadow retreated, and the mountain peaks were collapsed in the retreat, and between the sea waters, there were continuous stormy waves.

He is not retreating alone, but retreating with his own general momentum.

The 10,000 peaks were not hit by him by himself, but were crushed by the general trend of being rolled upside down, and turned into a tsunami and turned upside down together with the seawater!

"Hmph, dare to be disrespectful to me in this Tianyun Mountain, don't say that you don't have a condensed divine vein, even if you condense a divine vein, you will not be my opponent. ”

On the top of the mountain, the Qingyan Master stood proudly, and at this moment, his lean body, as if he had infinite power, made people look up, as if looking at the sky.

The wind was howling, and the Master Qingyan looked at it coldly, and was knocked away by Xiao Chen, and said in a deep voice: "You have a big back, I won't kill you, take you as a bargaining chip, my Qingyan Pavilion dominates the Mohai, and I won't have any worries in the future." ”

"Ancestor!"

Many disciples of the Qingyan Sect saw the majestic posture and bold words of the Qingyan Master at this moment, and they were all excited, and they only felt that their blood was boiling and agitated.

Sou!

The soles of his feet were above the sea, and with a light step back, Xiao Chen stopped and retreated.

The surging sea water, which is constantly rolling upside down, slowly falls at the same time, but the falling momentum is extremely soft, and it is re-spread with Xiao Chen's general trend.

What's even more amazing is that the mountains that were crushed before actually retreated back with the receding seawater.

It's like a reversal of time and space, but in fact, it's just that it is just spreading out again with Xiao Chen's general trend.

The mountain has been shattered, and the mountain you see is just a mountain that exists in Xiao Chen's general trend.

Just like a picture scroll, when Xiao Chen retreated, the white clouds, landscapes, and sunlight had already entered the painting, and at this moment it was just a matter of re-unfolding the picture scroll.

Looking at the top of the main peak, the Master of Qingyan stood proudly, like the Master of Qingyan who dominated heaven and earth.

Xiao Chen was not surprised by the other party's strength, a five-grade sect background broke out in the hands of the emperor, isn't it child's play.

But since he dared to come, Xiao Chen must have taken into account the location occupied by the other party.

"I have the guts, after seeing the background of my Qingyan Sect, I dare not escape. Young people are like this, they are not afraid of anything, they think that their destiny is in them, and I will teach you a lesson today, and know what fear is!"

The Master of Green Smoke sneered, and saw him wave his hand casually, and the green smoke from the incense burner. The moment his fingertips circled and his thumb and index finger met, countless sword sounds were triggered.

What Qingyan is ticked by is the pure heart of many disciples who have visualized the incense burner with swords every day since the establishment of the Qingyan Sect. Take yourself as a sword, worship the top of the incense burner, a hundred years and a thousand years, countless days and nights.

With a flick of his fingers, thousands of swords rang out, condensing together. This sword chant traversed the north and south, piercing through the entire cave heaven and blessed land.

That day, the main peak of Yunshan Mountain, which was as high as 100,000 zhang, burst out with brilliant light under the stimulation of this sword chant, like a sharp sword, illuminating the entire cave heaven blessed land.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, except for a ray of sword light that popped out with the green smoke master, the whole world was only black and white.

The sword light illuminated Xiao Chen's eyes, and his handsome facial features were even more distinct, and the sword wind blew away Xiao Chen's long hair, and his smart and elegant temperament was even more wild and uninhibited.

Carrying the heritage of the sect, it seems to be able to open up the world with sword light, and it was killed in an instant.

This sword, up and down the Qingyan Sect, is breathtaking, they have only heard of the ancestor of the mountain in the legends of the past, and once ejected such a wisp of sword qi.

Today, I saw it with my own eyes, as if a myth and legend were unfolding in front of me, and it was shocking and indescribable.

Everyone thinks that Xiao Chen will definitely die under this sword.

Even if you are lucky enough not to die, you will have to be deeply damaged, and you will not have the strength to fight.

Xiao Chen's face was solemn, but he was not chaotic, the Yin and Yang God Yuan Sea in his body quietly fused, and the Tai Chi force field spread out.

Wow!

The moment the Tai Chi force field appeared, the world, which was originally black and white, burst out with a burst of light from Xiao Chen's body, and the whole world regained its color.

This is Xiao Chen's own strength, forcibly overwhelming the opponent in momentum, breaking the general momentum carried by this sword.

But this sword, Xiao Chen didn't dare to take it hard, carrying the connotation of thousands of years of precipitation of a sect.

Winning to catch it is tantamount to shaking the tree by a grasshopper, and it is too stupid to catch it.

After entering the Tai Chi Force Field, the sword qi that seemed to be fast enough to travel through time and space was already much slower in Xiao Chen's eyes.

Sou!

On tiptoe, Xiao Chen swiped lightly, and it seemed that he was extremely lucky to avoid this sword.

The sword qi finally entered the sea, as if the stream merged into the sea, and disappeared silently.

Because of the charm contained in the sword qi, after losing the target, it automatically dispersed, and the essence of the sect returned to the mountains and rivers.

"Dodge?"

Master Qingyan was taken aback, and the sword that was bound to hit was actually dodged by Xiao Chen, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "I think you can dodge a few swords." ”

With a flick of his fingers, it was a wisp of sword qi that made the heavens and the earth lose their color, as if it could travel through time and space, and killed this Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen didn't dare to be careless, and urged the Chaos Divine Yuan in his body to the extreme, and carefully slowed down its speed with the Tai Chi force field, and was able to avoid it again.

Whoosh!

"Damn, I don't believe I can't kill you. ”

After missing one after another, Master Qingyan was a little angry, and with a flick of his fingers, one sword intent after another, continuously, shot towards Xiao Chen.

In the blessed land of the cave, day and night suddenly passed, and for a while only black and white were left, and then the color was quickly restored.

It was like the sun rising and setting, artificially speeding up, and some disciples of the Qingyan Sect were horrified to find that during the passage of day and night, their faces continued to grow old, and the green silk turned into white flowers, as if time passed many times faster.

"I'll see how long you can last. ”

Under the violent attack, Xiao Chen looked a little overwhelmed, and the Master Qingyan couldn't help but laugh proudly, just about to make another move.

"Enough!"

Xiao Chen, who had been silent, suddenly shouted angrily, and this life exploded, like thunder on the flat ground, and on the vast sea, countless stormy waves suddenly broke out.

"It's poisonous enough, the sect's heritage is so consumed, and it doesn't care about the life or death of the disciples. I have a knife, please take care of it!"

Gollum!

In the stormy waves, an inconspicuous drop of sea water took off, Xiao Chen's body was like a spirit swallow, if he was about to fly but did not fly, he flicked his fingers.

The inheritance of the demon knife, the dripping water shakes the sky!

[The second chapter was delivered, the first fight after being promoted to the emperor, and I wanted to write it better, so it was a little late, sorry. 】