From the first time he saw Ion Qing, Dugu Yan felt that Ion Qing was not simple. At that time, Ion Qing was still a Dao realm monk, and it was really strange that he was able to tell the truth of the way of the sword.

Ion Qing was stunned for a while, and slowly struggled out.

"What the hell happened to me? A lot of memories that don't belong to me pop up again, and it seems like I've experienced them myself. ”

Ion Qing shook his head vigorously, and his head tingled.

Soon, Ion Qing recovered.

A few days later, someone came over and wanted to fight Ion Qing. Now everyone in the world knows that Ion Qing will not make a dead hand, and it is just a normal exchange. Many monks will find their flaws after fighting with the Ion Qing, and then improve their strength.

Gradually, even if someone knows that he is not the opponent of Ion Qing, he still wants to compete with Ion Qing.

In another hundred years, Ion Qing's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has become a master of the four forbiddens in Sendai. Many bigwigs began to come forward, wanting to experience the feeling of fighting with Ion Qing for themselves.

As for face, the older generation of powerhouses don't care anymore.

Anyway, the demons of the major forces have all been defeated by Ion Qing, and their faces have been almost lost.

"The old man is an elder of the Rainbow Holy Land, and he is only here today to fight with the prince of Li, please advise."

This old guy has been holding back for hundreds of years, and today he finally waited for this opportunity.

After a big battle, Ion Qing was slightly injured and defeated him.

"Alas, there are talented people in the country, and they are old!"

The man let out a long sigh, bowed to Ion Qing in respect, and rode away with the wind.

With the old man's move, it directly ignited the restless fire in the hearts of the rest of the old antiques.

Face or something, if you lose it, you lose it.

If you don't fight with Ion Qing in person, your heart will be itching. Maybe if you suppress Ion Qing yourself, wouldn't it be very happy?

Ion Qing will not refuse, as long as the cultivation does not exceed himself too much, he will face the battle.

Over the years, Iqing has been injured many times, but he has not injured his origin, and he will recover soon.

"The five elders of the Qing family of the Imperial Clan have lost so badly! This is just the beginning of the action, and it has already been put against the throat by Ion Qing with a sharp sword, and his reputation has been ruined today. ”

"The Seventh Elder of the Xiao Family of the Gu Clan is the same, he was originally ambitious, but now he has run away."

"Why do I feel that the improvement of Ion Qing's strength is as easy as drinking water? Do we live in the same world? ”

"Even the emperor of a natural saint is probably not as perverted as Ion Qing."

"One person invited to fight the world's heroes, at first I thought that Ion Qing was looking for death, but it was a joke. Now it turns out that we are the real jokes, and we don't know the evil. ”

After five hundred years, Ion Qing has stepped to the level of the peak of the five forbidden places in Sendai. With only one step away, Ion Qing can step into the realm of the three calamities, truly contact the core of this world, and stand at the forefront of the world.

At first, Sword Venerable Dugu Yan was still protecting Ion Qing, but later Dugu Yan knew that Ion Qing was no longer needed, so he left quietly to find his own way.

Ion Qing's limelight is extremely popular, and no one can compare. He fulfilled the promise he had made and fought alone in the world.

Even if Ion Qing is defeated now, no one will say that he is weak, let alone underestimate him.

Ion Qing has proven his strength, and the demon is unparalleled.

Moreover, in the same realm, who in the world can defeat Ion Qing?

"A real demonic sword cultivator has been born again."

The world sighed with emotion, looking at Ion Qing's gaze in awe.

If it weren't for the fact that Ion Qing didn't have the idea of joining the forces, I'm afraid that there were countless big forces who wanted to pull Ion Qing in, no matter what the price was.

Ion Qing had already stepped on the pinnacle of immortal sword intent, and he found that the road ahead was confused, looking up at the sky.

Moreover, Ion Qing really wanted to find Xiaoyu, the sister who had been dependent on her.

"Didn't you say that as long as I get strong enough, I can find Xiaoyu? Why haven't I seen a little bit of light rain until now? ”

Ion Qing sat on the top of the mountain, with no one in all directions, and muttered.

"Am I not strong enough?"

Ion Qing lowered his eyebrows and muttered to himself, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand had been shattered.

After so many wars, the three-foot Qingfeng in Ion Qing's hand is just an ordinary Dao weapon, and it is good to be able to hold on to today.

Many forces wanted to offer the sword to Ion Qing, but Ion Qing did not accept it. For him, no matter what kind of sword it is, as long as it is held in his hand, it is the sharpest sword in the world.

"What should I do?"

In recent years, Ion Qing often thinks of many pictures that do not belong to his memory at all.

Moreover, there is also a three-foot green peak far away in the sky, flickering and flickering, just a wisp of sword intent makes Ion Qing feel extremely far away, and it is difficult to touch such a realm in his life.

On this day, Zhongzhou, was really boiling.

Emperor Liu descended in Zhongzhou, with white hair and silver silk, dressed in a green shirt, and he was extraordinary.

After so many years, Emperor Liu's injuries have finally recovered. However, Emperor Liu's lifespan consumed a lot, and almost all of his hair turned white. Liu Changsheng disdained to use secret techniques to cover his appearance, anyway, that person could see that there was no need to do anything more.

Emperor Liu descended on the Floating Tomb.

"After many years, there is actually an emperor who has passed away."

The people of the world bowed their heads one after another, chanting "Meet the Emperor".

Liu Changsheng ignored the world's visit, he appeared this time just to see someone.

"Are you going to keep hiding? Or do you not want to see me? ”

Liu Changsheng stood with his hands in his hands, and the breeze blew the white hair between his temples, and he was uninhibited.

Who is Emperor Liu talking to?

The Floating Emperor has fallen, who else in the Floating Tomb can make Emperor Liu face it so squarely?

After a long time, Emperor Liu did not get a response, and continued: "If this is the case, I will not appear in front of you in the future. ”

Whenever Liu Changsheng recalled those years, his heart would tremble violently and sting.

At this time, an extremely flat voice floated out from the depths of the Floating Tomb: "Changsheng, why do you bother? ”

Who's talking?

The world was stunned for a moment.

Only some old antiques with extremely terrifying strength faintly guessed a certain possibility, and with a frightened look on their faces, their divine thoughts probed to the floating tomb, and they held their breath and concentrated.

Buzz –

A person walked out of the floating tomb and appeared in front of the world, and also appeared in Liu Changsheng's eyes.

Mo Yibai was reluctant to show up, but Liu Changsheng repeatedly forced him.

Heaven and earth are silent, time stands still.

Mo Yibai and Liu Changsheng looked at each other, this glance ran through thousands of years and thousands of years, and their emotions were complicated.

"Floating Tomb Master!"

After a few breaths, the creatures in the world burst into exclamation, their expressions changed drastically.