Qingtang's fluttering words make people shudder!

Could it be that the terrifying giant who replaced the Lord of the Inkstone Buddha was also present?

Just when everyone was in doubt, a faint and pleasant exclamation suddenly sounded:

"Amazing, in the past few years, I have always been curious, who you Qingtang is, and now I have finally vaguely guessed something."

The crowd was in a commotion in the distance, and a graceful figure walked out and rose out of nothing.

She is dressed in a plain robe, her temperament is calm and cold, and she is the young lady who painted Xinzhai!

As she revealed her traces, there was a sensation in the field, and an uproar erupted.

No one expected that this Miss Huaxinzhai, who had been frightened by the Xuanjun Sword Master a few months ago, had already blended in with the crowd.

Su Yi frowned, and said to the Heavenly Demon Emperor beside him: "If there is a battle later, you can help me protect those disciples." ”

The Heavenly Demon Emperor bowed slightly.

She also sensed that the situation was beginning to change quietly, and realized that an unpredictable storm was likely to happen next!

In the distance, Qingtang glanced at Miss Hua Xinzhai and said indifferently: "How can you guess my origin, how can you really think that you can win back a game by joining forces with the tailor?" ”

In the words, there is disdain.

Tailor!!?

Su Yi was shocked in his heart, and finally understood who the person who was regarded by Qingtang as one of the most dangerous giants in the depths of the starry sky was.

When he was in the Netherworld Reincarnation Pool, the Lord had reminded him of three things.

One of them is to remind him to be careful with tailoring!

According to the Lord, the tailor's deity is the ancestor of the dream-eating tapir, but the tailor has another unknown identity, suspected of serving a mysterious force!

Moreover, the viewers all believed that the tailor was extremely strange and weird, and when Su Yi learned about the Taoist memories left in the Nine Hell Sword when he was reincarnated, he could further understand the details of this person.

But Su Yi never expected that the tailor had entered the Great Wilderness a long time ago, and replaced the inkstone Buddha of Xiaoxitian, and has been dormant until now!!

And Qingtang had said before that the reason why the tailor has been dormant in the wilderness is to come at himself!

"I'm afraid it's not me that the tailor is targeting, it may be the Guan Lord, or it may be the Nine Hell Sword!"

Su Yi said secretly.

At the same time, Miss Hua Xinzhai frowned slightly and said, "Little girl? You Qingtang is respectful and respectful in front of Su Xuanjun, but you are playing in front of me, don't you think it's ridiculous? ”

As she spoke, she stepped into the void and approached the gate of the Heavenly Mountain in Taixuan Cave.

Along the way, I don't know how many monks avoided it from afar, and their expressions were full of fear.

Qingtang ignored her, looked at Su Yi, bowed down, and said, "Master, although this killing is aimed at you, it is also because of the disciple, and then, the disciple will send the master one last surprise!" ”

As she spoke, a sword intent suddenly emerged from her graceful figure, which made her power change suddenly.

Rumble!!

The sky shook, and the mountains and rivers trembled.

The void of the ten directions rumbled and trembled like a violently churning water.

The originally clear sky suddenly dimmed at this moment, completely oppressed by the power of Qingtang's body.

Look at her whole person again, the black skirt is fluttering, the green silk is flying, and her beautiful and incomparable face is full of indifference and cold eyes.

Looking at it from afar, it looks like a supreme lord coming to the world!

Peng Zu, Yue Yin Demon Ancestor and other old antiques were all breathless, their bodies stiffened, and they felt the oppression coming to their faces.

The previous Qingtang was already powerful enough to easily kill Shang Tianqi and other Star River Divine Sect powerhouses.

But now, with Qingtang's undisguised majesty, those old antiques were shocked to find that Qingtang was far more powerful than they expected!

"It is worthy of being a person who has something to do with the Lord of the World......"

Su Yi's eyes were subtle.

Qingtang's aura at this moment is even better than when he was at the peak of his previous life!

This made Su Yi can't help but suspect that Qingtang himself is very likely to exist in the realm of the king realm!

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to be so powerful.

"This ......"

Mallows and kingfinks were all shocked.

It was also at this moment that they suddenly realized one thing, maybe Qingtang had never betrayed Shizun, but after all, she came from the depths of the starry sky and her identity was mysterious.

This is also destined to no longer treat her as the youngest apprentice of the master.

Slowly, but everything happens in an instant.

When Qingtang unabashedly showed his might, he took a step towards the Miss Huaxinzhai.

People kill people, and the world is turned upside down.

As Qingtang traveled, the aura of slaughter between heaven and earth was steaming, the sound of the roar of the avenue was in the sky, and the incomparable sword intent was spreading.

Everyone in the distance was shocked, and they retreated into the distance for the first time, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"Humph!"

Miss Huaxinzhai's starry eyes contracted, and a cyan paintbrush appeared in her palm, drawing out of the air.

A cyan haze appeared, derived from an ancient sacrificial pattern, which was dotted with flowers, birds, insects and fish, the sun, moon and stars, faintly, and there was a grand voice of the ancestors' pious sacrifice.

"Although the painter's pen is good, it is not eye-catching in your hands."

Qingtang's clear eyes were full of swords, and she flicked her fingers lightly.

Laugh at!

Between the mountains and rivers, a wisp of sword qi rushed up.

Then there was a bang, and the ancient sacrificial pattern was torn apart, turning into a cloud of smoke and dissipation.

How could Miss Xinzhai's pretty face change suddenly?

She never underestimated Qingtang, the previous blow, almost all of her cultivation was operational, enough to threaten the lives of the Emperor Extreme Realm figures!

But in front of Qingtang, it was as unbearable as paper paste!

"You take my sword too."

Qingtang is empty.

Airplanes!

A sword aura with an immeasurable aura suddenly appeared, bringing a strange and earth-shattering sword roar, causing a circle of cracks to suddenly appear between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Miss Hua Xinzhai trembled physically and mentally, turned around to teleport, and her reaction speed was not unfast.

But the power of Qingtang's sword shattered the ten directions of the void into circles of spatial cracks, how could such power be ordinary?

Bang bang bang!

A dense pop like a drum beat rang out.

Miss Huaxinzhai was like falling into the encirclement of stormy waves, and the circle of spatial cracks set off by the sword qi came from all directions, and bombarded Miss Huaxinzhai, and the divine light burst out, and the sound of collision and explosion was endless.

In an instant, the defensive power on Miss Huaxinzhai was shattered layer by layer!

Her pretty face was full of horror, and her eyes were full of horror...... It was even more terrifying than she expected!!

Seeing that circle of spatial cracks seemed to be endless, Miss Hua Xinzhai couldn't help but be frightened and frightened.

Myself...... couldn't even stop Qingtang's sword!?

An old and dry voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth:

"Ruoxi girl, I said a long time ago that you can't be Qingtang's opponent, now, do you know how powerful it is?"

The voice is slow, but every word seems to be filled with the will of God.

Countless monks were in severe physical and mental pain, and Venus appeared in front of them, and they were all in danger.

The mood of the old antiques present was like being bombarded by thunder, one by one, and they suddenly changed color.

At this moment, even they didn't dare to slack off, and they ran their cultivation with all their might, barely able to offset the terrifying coercion that emanated from the old voice.

Su Yi's brows furrowed, the qi around his body was quietly running, although his body and mind had not been affected and impacted, a touch of condensation had appeared in his expression back then.

And when this voice sounded, I saw that the circle of spatial cracks seemed to be swept by a hurricane and exploded violently.

Miss Huaxinzhai, whose life is hanging by a thread, was rescued on the spot!

Her chest heaved dramatically, visibly frightened.

It's just that Qingtang is obviously too lazy to pay attention to her at the moment, and a pair of deep and bright shows are raised, looking into the far void.

"Old Wangba, you are finally willing to come out of Xiaoxi Tianzhong."

Qingtang had a hint of ridicule on his lips.

When everyone looked up, they saw that in the void, a dark curtain of light like ink suddenly appeared, covering the sky and the sun.

The deep darkness stained the void like ink.

An old monk with a scrawny figure and a wrinkled face had stood under the dark canopy at some point.

His eyelids drooped, his eyes were cloudy, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in the eternal night, looking weird, mysterious, and terrifying!

"Lord Inkstone?!"

There are old antiques screaming.

"No, he is no longer the Lord of the Inkstone Heart!"

Peng Zu's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

Not only him, but the other old antiques present have already changed color, as if they are facing a great enemy.

Is this the smell of tailoring?

Su Yi's eyes flickered, he naturally would no longer regard the other party as his best friend, the Lord of the Inkstone Buddha.

And the first time he saw the tailor, Su Yi remembered another person.

Fisherman!

At that time, on the side of the reincarnation pool, the fisherman wearing a hat and a cloth robe was a doppelganger, but the horror of the aura on his body could be described as immeasurable!

At this time, the tailor who appeared in the form of the Lord of the Inkstone Buddha had a more weird, deeper and more terrifying breath on his body!

The atmosphere in the field was depressing, and the heavens and the earth were shrouded in an atmosphere of great terror.

The monks present had already fled for their lives, hiding in a very distant place, and did not dare to approach this area at all.

Everyone's heart is like a shadow, and they are afraid and uneasy!

Even those old antiques all have a feeling of suffocation!

It's too strong!

The mere appearance of this mysterious tailor in the darkness of the sky made people feel hopeless and helpless.

"Old Wang Ba?"

The tailor's eyelids were raised, and his tone was slow, "Even when your master was still there, he didn't dare to be so contemptuous of me in words. ”

His voice was old and dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

can fall into the ears of everyone, no less than the majestic sky, shocking people's hearts.

As he spoke, the tailor's cloudy gaze swept over Qingtang, and then looked at Su Yi in the distance.

At this moment, his cloudy eyes suddenly glowed with a terrifying dark luster, like a pair of whirlpools spinning, capable of devouring people's spirits!

Su Yi's body and mind were shocked, and his soul was in severe pain, as if he was bitten by countless wriggling insects, wanting to drag his soul into the abyss of endless darkness.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Su Yi's eyes flashed coldly.

In the sea of his consciousness, the Nine Prisons Sword quietly trembled, and a wisp of obscure power diffused suddenly.

Suddenly, the strange power in the divine soul, which was like the bite of countless wriggling insects, suddenly shattered and dissipated.