The moment this long sword was formed, Ming Yi Immortal Monarch in the Golden Palace immediately felt his heart beating wildly, and a sense of danger surged into his heart.

The long sword fell directly from the air, and the speed was not fast, as if it was an ordinary long sword that was thrown into the air and then fell down automatically.

Burst!

The blade landed on the golden palace, and it only made a slight sound, as if this magical treasure of Mingyi Immortal Monarch was made of tofu.

Seeing the power of this long sword, Ming Yi Xianjun's face changed, and a golden avenue appeared under his feet, as if paved with gold bricks, as soon as he stepped on it, the golden avenue took him out of the golden palace.

Rumble!

The long sword that cut into the golden palace suddenly burst out with unrivaled might, as if it had suddenly changed from a small sheep to a giant beast.

The golden palace, which had been cut in half, was slammed into two pieces and smashed into the ground.

"My King's Palace!"

Ming Yi Immortal Monarch's face couldn't help but show a look of heartache, the value of the treasure of the medium-grade supernatural power was extremely high, not to mention the palace magic weapon of the King's Palace.

Losing the King's Palace, even with the net worth of Ming Yi Immortal Monarch, he felt a burst of heartache.

At this time, Ming Yi Immortal Jun, who had been carefully avoiding the surrounding formations and scanning around, also discovered Yang Qing who was staying in the distance.

Feeling Ming Yi Xianjun's divine sense, Yang Qing shook his right hand and showed a bright smile: "Hey! ”

"You're not dead yet?"

Ming Yi Immortal Jun's eyes suddenly widened, revealing an expression of disbelief, even he was almost killed by many formations, Yang Qing actually stood there intact.

Soon, Ming Yi Immortal Jun noticed the cyan token on the top of Yang Qing's head, and said in a lost voice: "You are really a disciple of the Wood Emperor Palace!" ”

Yang Qing said with some embarrassment: "I'm ashamed to say it, I'm just qualified, and I haven't become a disciple of the Wood Emperor Ancestor yet." ”

Hear Yang Qing's words. Ming Yi Xianjun only felt a suffocation in his chest, he originally thought that Yang Qing was dead, so he would attack with many formations, wanting to find that divine seal.

Who knew that Yang Qing was not dead at all, what he did just now was in vain, and he also put his mid-grade Divine Power Treasure King Hall into it.

Ming Yi Immortal Jun's divine consciousness suddenly condensed, stabbing towards Yang Qing's eyebrows and purple mansions, wanting to directly destroy his soul.

Yang Qing sneered and immediately mobilized the divine consciousness blessed by Huang Quan's will. Towards the divine consciousness of Mingyi Immortal Monarch.

After the constant nourishment of Huangquan day and night, although Yang Qing's soul was still weaker than Mingyi Immortal Jun, it had already reached the level of Heavenly Immortal, coupled with the blessing of Huangquan's will, it instantly crushed Mingyi Immortal Jun's divine sense.

Not only that, but Yang Qing's divine sense also took advantage of the situation to fight back, crashing into Ming Yi Immortal Monarch's Eyebrow Purple Mansion, and giving his soul a hard blow.

Mingyi Xianjun only felt a shock in his soul, and a long-lost feeling of dizziness appeared. I only felt a tightness in my chest, and a feeling of wanting to vomit came.

At this moment, the second wave of attacks from many formations came, and Ming Yi Immortal Jun endured the discomfort of his soul. The golden avenue stretched under his feet, leading him out of the formation.

Although he dodged most of the formation attacks, there were still a few formation attacks that landed on his body, beating his flesh to blood.

Stand outside the formation. Mingyi Immortal Jun looked at Yang Qing with anger on his face.

"Boy, if you have the ability, you can come out for me, Lao Tzu will beat you to death."

"I was chased and killed by Brother Dao for tens of billions of miles. I was so frightened that I naturally didn't dare to go out. If the anger in Brother Dao's heart is unsettled......" Speaking of this, Yang Qing paused, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You/mother are going to beat me!" ”

"You ......"

Ming Yi Xianjun pointed at Yang Qing, the anger in his heart kept surging, coupled with the trauma to his soul just now, he couldn't hold back anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After spurting out this mouthful of blood, Ming Yi Xianjun's expression suddenly became sluggish, and the aura on his body was also weak.

"Brother Dao, if you don't beat me, then I'll leave!"

Yang Qing laughed, his figure flashed, and he teleported towards the divine tree.

Looking at Yang Qingyuan's back, Mingyi Xianjun's expression suddenly became gloomy, but he could only watch Yang Qing leave.

"If you can't become a disciple of the Wood Emperor Palace, the moment you are sent out, it will be your death!"

Ming Yi Xianjun did not leave, but turned into a streamer and threw himself into the mountains below, waiting for Yang Qing to come out of the Wooden Palace.

Under the shroud of the light of the Wood Emperor Token, Yang Qing came and went freely in many formations, he kept teleporting, approaching the Divine Tree, and it didn't take long for him to come under the Divine Tree.

The Divine Tree was so thick that he didn't know how many thousands of miles, standing in front of the Divine Tree, Yang Qing felt as if he was standing in front of a city wall, and he couldn't see a little arc at all.

Before Yang Qing could take a closer look at the Divine Tree, a cyan light suddenly fell, linked to the cyan token, and instantly took Yang Qing away from the place.

By the time Yang Qing landed, he had already arrived in the palace at the top of the Divine Tree, in addition to Yang Qing, there were hundreds of monks standing in the palace, all of them Earth Immortal Monks.

When Yang Qing appeared, many of the hundreds of monks turned their gazes over, and when they saw that Yang Qing was just an Earth Immortal, their eyes showed contempt.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Yang Qing also showed a kind smile and nodded at everyone.

"Humph!"

Many monks snorted coldly and turned their heads, obviously disdainful of Yang Qing.

Yang Qing was not angry when he saw this, he still had a smiling expression on his face, and people who didn't know him would definitely think that he was a good-natured old man.

Yang Qing randomly found a place to sit down, for these hundreds of Earth Immortal Cultivators, he also had a number in his heart, if his expectations were good, these people should all participate in the selection of disciples of the Wood Emperor Palace.

"Daoyou are polite, in Xia He Leshan, I don't know what to call Daoyou!"

Just as Yang Qing was looking at the people in the main hall, a young monk in a blue-gray robe walked over, arched his hand, and greeted him with a chuckle.

"Daoyou is polite, in Xia Yangqing!"

Yang Qing also arched his hand and returned the salute with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know if you mind if I sit down next to you?" He Leshan asked with a chuckle.

Yang Qing looked at He Leshan, and saw that there was a real dragon phantom around him, guarding that space, and it was the immortal power in his body that had reached the power of a dragon.

"Naturally, I don't mind!" Seeing that he didn't look like a base, Yang Qing said with a smile.

Regardless of He Leshan who was sitting on the side, Yang Qing continued to observe the many Earth Immortal Cultivators in the main hall, and among these hundreds of Earth Immortal Cultivators, a small half were actually True Immortals.

Although the others are not true immortals, they are all monks who have passed through more than a dozen layers of hell, and some of them still faintly exude an obscure and powerful aura on their bodies, thinking that they are carrying strange treasures or great magical powers.

"All of these people can be regarded as talents, the secret realms set up by the Ancestor of the Wood Emperor are all over the Shenzhou Continent, these people should be the leaders of each region, and even have the potential to become an immortal monarch."

After looking at these monks, Yang Qing couldn't help but nod secretly, feeling that the strength of these people was not bad.

"Brother Yang, what do you think of the strength of these people?" He Leshan on the side suddenly asked.

"They all look amazing!" Yang Qing said with a smile.

"And what about actually?" He Leshan continued to ask.

Yang Qing said with a simple face: "I haven't fought with them either, I don't know!" ”

A different color flashed in He Leshan's eyes, and he smiled: "These people have not hidden their aura, Brother Yang should be able to see some clues, right?" ”

"I'm stupid, my cultivation is low, I'm just a heavy earth immortal, if I haven't fought with others, I can't see their depth at all." Yang Qing said very sincerely.

"Brother Yang, my intuition has always been very accurate, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. Although your strength does not seem to be strong, but of all the people in the hall, you give me the most dangerous feeling. He Leshan looked at Yang Qing and said.

"Really? I'm so good! Yang Qing touched the back of his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Brother Yang, I'm ......" He Leshan was just about to speak, but was interrupted by a person.

"You get me up, I'm going to sit here!"

Yang Qing looked up and saw a man with knotted muscles standing in front of him, exuding a powerful demonic aura on his body, and there was a faint king character pattern in the center of his eyebrows.

"This fellow Daoist, there are still many vacant seats in the main hall, you can find a random place to sit down." Yang Qing pointed to the hall that was still empty, and said to the big man with a serious face.

"I've taken a fancy to the place where you're sitting, you hurry up and get out of the way for me, otherwise, I don't mind killing you in this hall first!" The big man smirked and threatened.

"This, this ......" Yang Qing's face showed hesitation, and he whispered to He Leshan on the side, "Can he really kill me in the main hall?" Doesn't the Wood Emperor Ancestor care? ”

He Leshan nodded slowly: "The Ancestor of the Wood Emperor believes in the theory of luck very much, and thinks that a monk with great luck will not fall easily, so no matter what means everyone uses to solve the opponent, he will not mind." ”

"Oh, I see!" Yang Qing nodded and looked at the majestic man: "I can give you the place, but I'm curious, the reason why you want this place is because the place where my fart/stock sat is more fragrant?" ”

Hearing Yang Qing's words, the face of the majestic man suddenly darkened, and he roared angrily: "Boy, you dare to insult me like this, you are looking for death!" ”

The majestic man's right hand was raised and fell down towards Yang Qing suddenly, this palm quickly became larger, turning into a huge tiger claw, and the sharp claws seemed to turn into a sharp sword, and went straight down towards Yang Qing.

Yang Qing sat on the ground, without the slightest intention of getting up, and as soon as his right palm was raised, countless wind system divine channel patterns erupted, turning into a round of cyan grinding, to suppress the big man. (To be continued......)