The darkness was far away, and a morning sun rose from the sea of clouds, and the golden light was wanton, covering the end of the eastern sky.

Now! Sichuan! Qingcheng Mountain!

At the foot of the mountain, the forest is densely shaded, the thick pine canopy covers everything, and a bluestone sheep intestine trail winds upwards and disappears at the end.

Stompe! Stompe!

At this time, an emaciated figure gradually approached. It was a young man who was weirder than his time.

He has short hair with fine shabby, clear eyebrows, an earring on his left ear, and a casual white sportswear, with his hands in his pockets and whistling up the stairs.

His eyebrows are thin, his eyes are slender, his nose is thin, his lips are thin, and the corners of his mouth are smiling coldly.

"What man!?"

Hula!

Suddenly, two Qingcheng disciples appeared on the stone steps, blocked the way, and asked in a cold voice.

"Idler!"

The young man was born in the cold, his gaze sweeping over the two of them like a snake.

"Huh!? What a guts! Dare to entertain Lao Tzu! You're here to stir things up! ”

The Qingcheng disciple's eyes darkened, and then his anger rose and he kicked out.

"You're right! My favorite thing to do is to stir up trouble! If you have nothing to do, you have to make trouble! Hahaha! ”

The young man's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly raised his right hand and blasted out with a fluttering palm!

Rise!

The seemingly unremarkable blow erupted into a tsunami-like rumbling sound.

A vivid golden dragon shadow jumped out, and the scale armor appeared, fierce and hideous, and rushed towards the Qingcheng disciple who made the move.

Rumble!

The next moment, without any stagnation at all, the dragon shadow roared by, annihilating the opponent, and even rushed out more than ten zhang away on the mountain stone steps, grinding out a huge trace of a deep pit.

The cloud of rubble and smoke shook the mountains, and another Qingcheng disciple on one side looked at it in a daze, as if he was stupid.

"Huh! Hehe! Hahahaha! God treats me so well! This world is actually thrown into the martial arts world! Not bad! Not bad! ”

The young man sneered to himself, took a deep breath, and muttered, "Here... What is the place!? Can you tell me! The... Little brother!? ”

He opened his eyes as he spoke, revealing a grim and cruel sneer.

"You... You... Who are you!? Come to my Qingcheng... ”

The Qingcheng disciple suddenly fell to the ground, and the panic enveloped him like a torrential rain, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he almost collapsed.

"Qingcheng!? That's a failing answer! ”

The young man shook his head, flicked a finger on his forehead, and walked sideways.

"Forget it! It seems that this is not a small sect! There should be the information I need! ”

Brush!

His voice gradually dissipated, and the whole person jumped into the air, stepping in the air, his figure was like a phantom, and he lost his trace in an instant.

Poof!

As he left, the sluggish Qingcheng disciple fell to the side on his back, his pupils were scarlet, his ears and the corners of his mouth were bloodstained, his forehead was sunken, and the traces of broken bones were visible.

The power of this finger had shattered all of his brain.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Before long, the bell rang on Qingcheng Mountain, and there was a shout that shook through the valley.

"Too weak! It's too weak! Sure enough, this is a low-martial world! ”

There was a long roar, and then a golden dragon shadow soared into the air, roaring and swooping down.

Rumble!

Qingcheng Mountain almost trembled, and there was sky-high blood and smoke and dust that spread with the impact.

On the mountainside, gravel is in the air, the towering Songfeng Hall is shattered, and the bluestone floor is full of corpses, and blood stains the place.

A young man with short hair stood in the air, his expression did not change in the slightest, he was still light and breezy, looking at the only remaining old figure in the cold sun.

"Demons! Demon! I have been building a foundation in Qingcheng for hundreds of years! Hahahaha! ”

Elder Qingcheng smiled desolately, his face was as red as blood all over the ravine, the sword in his hand had been broken into two, and the blood continued to fall down the stump of the sword.

It wasn't the blood of his enemies, it was his own, his shoulders bursting, his veins broken, the scars of the golden dragon's aftermath, not fatal, but severed.

"Humph! Uncle! Put away that expression! Then I might be tempted to strangle you directly! Relax and live a little longer! ”

The young man approached leisurely, looked at the old face full of blood and tears, sighed and said, "Okay! Tell me! Who is the strongest in this era! Or some useful information! The way you can understand it should be ... What are the sects in this world? What interesting things have happened recently! ”

"You... Who the hell are you!? ”

Elder Qingcheng was so angry with hatred that he almost gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

"Tsk! Stubborn! You're really confused! I'm asking you! ”

The young man said something lightly, and then his index finger stretched out, and a stream of condensed true qi burst out from his fingertips, piercing Elder Qingcheng's heart accurately.

"Evil ... Demon!!! ”

Elder Qingcheng's face froze, and then he fell to his knees and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

Qingcheng Gate... All are destroyed!!

"Ahh Trouble! One more need to ask! Hope the next one will be smarter! ”

The young man yawned, and then with a stretch of his palm, a long sword fell into his hand.

Brush! Brush!

He wrote with a sword, and the pen danced with dragons and snakes, leaving traces on the ground.

Murderer! Zhuge Weiyang!!

"Haha! Hahaha! Joyfully! Duckweed drifts thousands of miles, our generation should kill people! ”

He hissed loudly, his breath erupted like rolling thunder, and between the surging clouds, a massive amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy surged like a tide.

"Turning into a dragon!"

The young man Zhuge Weiyang roared violently, and the green tendons between his neck and forehead were exposed, and then endless golden true qi gushed out from his body, flooding his entire body.

The true qi was condensed as substance, turning into a ten-zhang golden dragon, with teeth and claws, scales, and roaring towards the sky in the distance.

After a while, another high mountain appeared, deep into the sea of clouds.

"Humph! Qingcheng before! If I remember correctly, when it is a sect of the Sichuan and Shu generation, no matter which world plane will not change, then this should be Emei! ”

His body swirled, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, and then swooped downward.

"Haha! Just let me see what is different about Emei in this world! ”

Rise!

The dragon roared, and the sound shook the four fields.

Emei! Golden Top!

A complex of white-walled and blue-tiled buildings is dotted around, and in the center is a tall Buddhist hall that shimmers softly in the morning sun.

Suddenly, there was a roar on the sky, and a golden dragon shadow roared and fell, circling around the golden dome.

"Emei faction! Who's in charge of the Iron Ring! ”

He whispered the news, like thunder and thunder, shaking the entire mountaintop.

"Who is Your Excellency!? What is the so-called thing in my Emei!? ”

In front of the Buddha hall below, a thin old figure stared at the sky with a shocked face, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the dragon shadow was a true qi transformation, but such a majestic true qi was obviously beyond all his cognition, and he didn't even have the intention of resisting.

This strength is too much to be measured!

"Who are you!?"

In the depths of the dragon shadow above, the figure of the young man floated above the dragon's head, lowered his eyebrows, and asked coldly.

"Emei! Golden light! ”

The thin old man replied cautiously.

"Golden Light!?"

Zhuge Weiyang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly gave a cold sun: "I see!" It's actually this plane! It's just that... How is that possible!? In terms of my strength, it is impossible for Dragon Ball to let me enter this kind of beginner low-martial world! After all, my own strength has reached the upper limit of this realm! Unless.... ”

His eyes suddenly lit up, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Unless in this plane ... There's another Dragon Ball! Hahahaha! Fortunate! Fortunate! If you can get the second Dragon Ball, then the next world Lao Tzu will definitely be able to touch the limit! Enter a new realm! ”

"Tell me! Is there any alien existence in this world!? ”

He lowered the dragon's head suddenly, not hiding the cold and murderous intent on his body, staring at the Venerable Jin Guang with his eyes, and said, "If I am satisfied, I will be spared the calamity of Emei's annihilation!" ”

"Wh... What an outlier!? ”

The Venerable Jin Guang took two steps back, but he was still a little frightened.

This power is almost like a land fairyland, even if the historical trend is pushed across for hundreds of years, the Song Dynasty, where martial arts are prosperous, I am afraid that there has never been such a top character!

"The outlier is ... A warrior like me... Or have special characters who don't belong to the abilities of warriors! In short, a completely different guy from you! ”

"This... With respect, it is difficult to meet such a character even if it is a thousand years! 'M afraid... ”

The Venerable Jinguang's face was immediately difficult to look at.

"Huh!? What a coincidence! ”

Zhuge Weiyang whispered, a weird smile on his face.

"Although I used to practice in Emei, but... That's another world! Moreover... The Emei of that world was wiped clean after all, hum! It's a wonderful feeling! ”

He slowly raised his right hand, and wisps of golden true qi filled the air like smoke.

"Stop !!"

At this time, there was a loud shout in the distance, and a figure wearing a goose yellow coat floated in.

At the same time, the Emei disciples on the entire Golden Dome have appeared one after another.

They include monks and laymen, men and women, and even Taoist costumes and Confucian scholars.

Emei has been closed for a hundred years, and the prestige has long been gone, and there are only less than 100 people left in the entire courtyard.

There are very few young disciples, most of them are over half a hundred, but each of them has an extraordinary bearing and full of true qi, almost comparable to the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

If this hidden terrifying strength is displayed, it is enough to make the entire rivers and lakes look sideways, even Shaolin Wudang.

"Huh! A swarm of ants... Hahahaha! Amusing! Amusing! ”

Zhuge Weiyang laughed wildly, but his eyes revealed naked coldness.

"No matter how the candle burns... can't compete with the bright moon!! ”

"Die! A bunch of garbage! ”

Rumble!

The dragon shadow under his feet rioted, almost affecting the celestial phenomena, the wind rose, the clouds rolled, the dragon claws overturned, unstoppable!

Lee Black and White!! The person you are looking for is Li Heibai!! ”

Suddenly, a sharp shout rang out, and the dragon's claws stopped above the temple, but the terrifying pressure still shattered the walls.

There are also cracks extending under the feet of the Emei people.

"O!? Looks like someone knows! That way I don't have to look for the next one! ”

Zhuge Weiyang glanced sideways slightly, and a young female disciple in white was standing in the distance looking at him in fear.

"Don't be afraid! Sister! I never kill women! Especially beautiful ... Right now... Tell me how you know that person is what I'm looking for!? ”

He asked with a smile.

"I don't know if he's or not! But he looked just like you when he first appeared! That weird hair! ”

"Is it just hair!?"

Zhuge Weiyang said, the corners of his mouth were already curled, and he asked lightly, "Is there anything else!?" ”

"Straight... Gut feeling! ”

"A woman's intuition ... Especially the intuition of beauty, which is a gift from God... Always accurate! ”

Zhuge Weiyang let out a long breath, and under his feet, the dragon shadow slowly floated in the air, his gaze was narrow and cold, looking at the blurred sky in the distance, and muttered: "Li... Black and white! Are you ready for fate!? Ha ha!!!! ”

The smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly expanded, and he rushed towards the sea of clouds with a wild laugh.