Chapter Two Thousand Two Hundred and Eight: The Mountain Lord of Penglai Mountain

Everyone felt the phantom shadow in the sky, and they all whispered.

"The first move can't stop He Yu, only the second move!"

Wen Qingye gritted his teeth, his heart was very decisive, and with a wave of the yellow flag, tens of thousands of golden lotus flowers surrounded it, forming an immovable barrier.

The Zhuxian Sword suddenly erupted with an unprecedented cold light, and the entire South Wind Hall was cold.

"Supreme Sword Sutra!

Wen Qingye leaned on the wind, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand seemed to have turned into a giant sword that reached the sky, surrounded by a mysterious and profound gray Dao pattern, and then slashed towards He Yu in front of him.

Amorous swordsman ruthless sword, swordsman amorous sword ruthless!

If it was the Immortal Immortal Monarch, he might not be able to perfectly perform this ruthless move, but Wen Qingye could.

The road is simple, affectionate and ruthless, and people's hearts are self-determined.

Phew!

I saw a giant sword in the sky slashing down from the sky, and around the sharp sword was the power of the mysterious immortal sword way, and a trace of surprise appeared in the phantom eyes behind He Yu, but then it was directly cut in half.

The breeze blew slowly, and the figure completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Wow!"

He Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled, and he was almost about to fall down.

Quiet!

Heaven and earth are silent!

Only the wheezing sound of Wen Qingye, and the sound of everyone constantly swallowing saliva stimulated everyone's eardrums.

"It's horrible"

"What kind of sword path is this, which can kill the Saint Yuan Dao Ancestor?"

"Oh my God, Wen Qingye's strength is too strong"

The world was boiling, and everyone didn't expect Wen Qingye to turn the tide of the battle and lay the foundation for victory.

The third invitation of the Shengyuan Dao Ancestor is rumored to be an ancient immortal martial arts, and the Shengyuan Dao Ancestor is the ancestor of the Penglai Mountain Sect, the oldest master of the human race.

But in front of the public, he was slashed by Wen Qingye with a sword!

It's too strong!

Wen Qingye's kendo is too strong!

Everyone's minds kept coming up with the scene of Wen Qingye's final sword drawing out of his sword and slashing the Saint Yuan Dao Ancestor.

Originally, no one saw that Wen Qingye could defeat He Yu, how could the identity of the heir of Penglai Mountain be defeated in the hands of Wen Qingye?

But the ending took a shocking reversal, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Wan Zilei gasped and said, "Wen Qingye is so strong!"

Originally, she thought that in this battle of sealing immortals, her strength would definitely come out on top, but at this moment, seeing Wen Qingye's sword, her confidence was shaken.

Zhang Xieyue saw He Yu being defeated and roared, her heart shook wildly, and after a while, she said: "Ruthless Dao! What a ruthless Dao, as long as Brother Wen is present in the Sword Dao Holy Land, the Moon Palace will have no chance to compete for the title of the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world."

Tianying Niangniang's mouth was wide open at the moment, she didn't expect Wen Qingye to be able to defeat He Yu at all, it was like a dream.

"I knew he had hole cards"

Gu Yanyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, at this moment, he knew that even if he played his hole cards in the Nine Elephants Guiyuan Underground Palace, he would not be able to win this Wen Qingye.

Linghu Yinghao's face in the distance was unprecedentedly solemn, he never dreamed that He Yu, who he regarded as one of his great enemies in life, would be defeated by a 'nobody' today.

Xiao Yanagi muttered: "There is a demon in the Southern Immortal Court that shocks the fairy world!"

Loncin and Mu Gaoyu behind him also nodded, defeating He Yu, the descendant of Penglai Mountain, Wen Qingye's name was completely resounding in the fairy world.

From now on, countless big forces will pay attention to the name Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye looked at He Yu in the distance expressionlessly, not happy or sad, no one present knew what Wen Qingye was thinking in his heart.

The masters of the Oriental Immortal Court were completely panicked at the moment, all along, they felt that with He Yu here, their Oriental Immortal Court was definitely invincible.

But who would have thought that He Yu was actually defeated by Wen Qingye.

He Yu wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and glanced at Wen Qingye coldly.

Although he is the descendant of Penglai Mountain, he didn't say anything cruel, if he really angered Wen Qingye, then Wen Qingye might really kill him, and he would be finished.

But he didn't admit it, as the heir of Penglai Mountain, he didn't need to bow to Wen Qingye at all.

However, He Yu didn't know anything in his heart, no matter what he said, Wen Qingye would have already judged him in his heart.

Phew!

In the next moment, Wen Qingye took out his sword.

A little cold mang, straight to the place of He Yu's dantian.

He Yu's pupils opened suddenly, his face turned pale, he knew that if his dantian was pierced, then his life would be over.

He never thought that Wen Qingye would really dare to kill him, was he really not afraid of Penglai Mountain at all?

He Yu is finished!

When all the masters present saw this scene, they all shook their heads secretly.

"Presumptuous!"

But at this moment, a white brilliance surged out from He Yu's body.

Wen Qingye only felt that the tip of the Zhuxian Sword was against the mountain, and a counter-shock force that overturned the river and the sea surged, directly shaking him back quickly.

Wen Qingye stabilized his body, and hurriedly looked into the distance, only to see an old man with a fluttering fairy road appeared in front of He Yu, looking at Wen Qingye coldly with his eyes, and said: "What a boldness, even my master of Penglai Mountain dares to move?"

Wow!

The entire Southern Hall was in an uproar!

No one expected that at this critical moment, the master of Penglai Mountain appeared.

When Wan Zilei saw the comer, she bowed down directly and said, "Meet the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain!"

Penglai Mountain Lord!

With a bang, the whole world completely exploded.

"Juniors meet seniors!"

"I'm waiting to meet the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain!"

All the power masters present bowed respectfully.

Who is the owner of Penglai Mountain?

That is the existence of the real giants in the fairy world, not to mention them, even the immortal emperor of the Quartet Immortal Court has to give three points when he sees the comer.

The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain stomped his feet, and the surrounding forces such as the Oriental Immortal Court were all shaking three times The existence of the super giant.

The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain didn't look at the people present at all, including Wan Zilei, Linghu Yinghao and others, staring at Wen Qingye with dead eyes.

He Yunai is his personal apprentice, and he is also the successor of his Penglai Mountain, not only did he spend a lot of resources on him, but also his countless essence and blood, but it was almost all gone, how could he not be angry?

Although it was only a phantom shadow of the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain, the accumulated power was still surging.

Feeling the anger of the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain, all the masters present did not dare to come out, and stood cautiously beside him.

The first person to recognize the lord of Penglai Mountain was not Wan Zilei, but Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye suppressed the shock in his heart and said lightly: "What's the matter, do you also want to participate in the Immortal Sealing War?"

Swish!

Hearing Wen Qingye's words, the face of the Southern Immortal Court master present changed.

Tianying Niangniang wanted to cry without tears at the moment: "This Wen Qingye is crazy, he is crazy, he is going to kill us."

Broken!

Zhang Xieyue, Shi Cheng and the others also trembled in their hearts, knowing that the next development of things would definitely not be as simple as they imagined.

Unexpectedly, the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain was not very angry, but looked at Wen Qingye with a smile and said, "Junior, you are very interesting, you are the first junior who dares to talk to me like this."

Wen Qingye smiled faintly: "You too, the person who talked to me like this is almost dead, or else he is on the way to death."

The person I'm talking to is almost dead, or else on the way to death

When the people present heard Wen Qingye's words, they were all stupid.

Is Wen Qingye still dreaming? Hasn't he woken up? Doesn't he know who is in front of him?

No one expected that Wen Qingye would dare to talk to the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain like this.

In the eyes of everyone, this is completely a posture of looking for death!

The lord of Penglai Mountain still had a smile on his face, but his brows were furrowed in his heart, what is his identity? Not to mention the juniors like Wen Qingye, even the older generation of immortal monarchs must be respectful when they see him.

When, in front of the public, was confronted by a junior?

And this junior seems to be deliberately contradicting him, does Penglai Mountain or he, the owner of Penglai Mountain, have a grudge against this junior?

The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain was still not angry, but asked with a smile: "What is your name?"

"Wen Qing Night" Wen Qing Ye said.

The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain smiled even deeper, and said with a pleasant face: "People from the Southern Immortal Court?"

Wen Qingye said calmly: "Southern Immortal Court Tianxiang Emperor State King"

The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain said slowly: "Are you interested in coming to my Penglai Mountain, you can get more than ten times more than in the Southern Immortal Court."

The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain actually wants to recruit Wen Qingye!?

If it is said that Wen Qingye's words have made everyone present stupid, then at this moment, the words of the mountain lord of Penglai Mountain have completely petrified everyone.

Either they thought their ears were broken, or they thought they were hallucinating.

Wen Qingye smiled faintly and refused directly: "I'm not interested"

He didn't have a good impression of the old guy in front of him in his heart, after all, he was also one of the driving forces behind the destruction of the old Oriental Immortal Court back then, if Wen Qingye destroyed the current Oriental Immortal Court in the future, this Penglai Mountain would definitely be his own obstacle.

The lord of Penglai Mountain said: "Come to my Penglai Mountain, you are expected to become an emperor"

"Emperor Cheng?"

Wen Qingye sneered, pointed at He Yu and said, "I think even if I don't go to Penglai Mountain, I still have a chance."

He Yu was pointed at by Wen Qingye, and his face suddenly turned blue and white.

There is no doubt that the descendants of Penglai Mountain have always hoped to become emperors, and Wen Qingye can defeat He Yu, and his future does not need to be said at all.

When the owner of Penglai Mountain heard this, he paused and said seriously: "Come to my Penglai Mountain, with my help, you have a fifty percent chance of becoming an emperor."

"Fifty percent!?Fifty percent of the odds of becoming an emperor?"

"Oh my God, the six true dragon characters are only fifty percent, and the probability of Wen Qingye becoming an emperor is already comparable to the six true dragon characters of the present generation, right?"

"Fifty percent of the chance of becoming an emperor, the worst is also the top mixed yuan immortal monarch"

"The mountain lord of Penglai Mountain is really a big deal, it seems that he is determined to dig up Wen Qingye."

"If it were me, I would go to Penglai Mountain"

"Who said it wasn't, I didn't expect Wen Qingye to be a blessing in disguise"