North Desert Road, on top of a hill.

The clouds and fog entangled several ancient wooden houses, fresh and natural, poetic and picturesque.

The bird hovered on the top of the mountain, like a log, lying motionless on the top of the mountain, while the black Jiao was jumping around, sometimes flying into the distance, sometimes running to the side of the bird, a pair of lantern-sized eyes curiously looking at the big bird in front of him.

Although it is also a puppet made by living puppetry, there is a world of difference between Black Jiao and Honghu, when he was in Longyinxi, Heijiao gave birth to his own sanity, and Honghu is still just a puppet and needs to be controlled.

Hei Jiao seemed to be playing very happily, his body was vertical, and he roared and went into the distance.

In the middle of the mountainside, in a dense forest.

An Jing was sitting cross-legged, his hand was the dust bead obtained from Zong Zheng Huachun's hand, at this time, there was a light golden light circulating on the dust bead, from which you can see that this light golden light was covered with black brilliance, as if these black brilliance had gained the upper hand and would explode at any time.

Zhao Qingmei looked at the dust bead in An Jing's hand and said, "This should be a wisp of thought from the spirit of the leyline, right?" ”

"Hmm."

An Jing nodded, "Zongzheng Huachun has not completely refined a wisp of the spirit of this leyline, it seems that it is difficult to refine the spirit of this leyline, even a wisp of thought." ”

Zhao Qingmei chuckled and said, "If it was so easy to refine, the Great Qin Emperors and Great Zhou Emperors of the past dynasties would have refined it a long time ago. ”

The spirit of the leyline has always been controlled by the human emperors of the major dynasties, and there are some martial arts wizards in these emperors, but they have never been able to completely master the spirit of the leyline.

An Jing pointed his finger, and the true qi converged into several thin lines, if an ordinary grandmaster saw this, he would definitely be shocked, there was someone who could control the true qi so finely.

These true qi threads entangled a wisp of the leyline spirit's thoughts, and An Jing wanted to pull out the leyline spirit's thoughts to find out, but the leyline spirit seemed to be very resistant to it.

"Really, I can't kill you?"

An Jing's eyes raised, and these pulled silk threads suddenly turned into a series of cold sword qi, directly rushing towards a wisp of the leyline spirit's thoughts.

But these sword qi slashed at a wisp of thought of the leyline spirit, as if it was slashed into nothingness, and did not cause the slightest ripple.

An Jing frowned slightly and said, "Sure enough, cutting off the spirit of the leylines is not so simple. ”

"That's for sure, it's naturally more difficult to cut off the spirit of the leyline."

Zhao Qingmei took the dust bead and looked at it: "And in my opinion, this is a complete body, whether it is refining or cutting, you need to go to the locked dragon well again to get the complete spirit of the leyline." ”

The idea of a wisp of the spirit of the leylines can only increase the strength, which can increase the perception of the induction of heaven and man by Zongzheng Huachun, or break through to the realm of the great grandmaster with the help of the power of the dust bead.

But if you want to peek into the Immortal Dao from it, there is almost no possibility of breaking through the shackles of the Great Grandmaster.

An Jing took a deep breath and said seriously: "It seems that we must reach the realm of the Great Grandmaster as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Qingmei let out a breath and said, "But it's too difficult to break through this realm, even if the shackles are getting smaller and smaller today." ”

It was too difficult to break through the Great Grandmaster, even with a demonic qualification like her, she could feel the difficulty of breaking through the shackles of the Great Grandmaster.

If she is given enough time, it will not be difficult to break through the Great Grandmaster, but the change of the Lock Dragon Well is just around the corner, how much time does she have left?

And An Jing is the same, he has only broken through to the realm of five qi, and now he has absorbed a wisp of heaven and earth spiritual essence from Zongzheng Huachun, but there is still a distance from the great grandmaster.

Therefore, the strength of the two has reached a bottleneck, and it is basically impossible to go further in a short time.

An Jing said in a deep voice: "When the time comes, Suolongjing will definitely gather many masters and great masters in the world. ”

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said: "Qianqiu Immortal, Wang Yangsheng, King Xu, and Hip Ha Buddha have as many as four, among which Qianqiu Immortal and King Xu are the most mysterious." ”

"King Xu ......"

An Jing looked into the distance and said, "I think I already know his origin." ”

Zhao Qingmei blinked and said, "You know? ”

An Jing recalled all the things he had done with King Xu, and said: "There is a strong corpse qi in his body, and he can't leave the corpse cave of King Xu Mountain, and the most important thing is that he is not restricted by Shouyuan. ”

"If it's not bad as expected, he should be a corpse chaser made by the secret art of Nanban."

Zhao Qingmei was shocked when she heard An Jing's speculation: "Chase the corpse!?" Who refines it? ”

A master of the Great Grandmaster realm turned out to be a corpse chaser of the Southern Barbarian Secret Technique?

Who the hell has such a big means?

An Jing shook his head, "I don't know, but he is indeed a corpse, I guess it's just like Heijiao, he has his own sanity." ”

When An Jing met King Xu for the first time, he had some strength, but he didn't remember anything, this appearance was the same as Heijiao.

An Jing took a deep breath and said, "So it is necessary to reach the realm of the Great Grandmaster before the Great Change of the Lock Dragon Well, so as to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

Although he killed Zongzheng Huachun, he knew in his heart that only by reaching the realm of the Great Grandmaster could he ensure that this trip to the Lock Dragon Well was foolproof.

Zhao Qingmei thought of something and said, "Hip-hop Buddha appeared this time, I don't think things are so simple. ”

An Jing blinked and said, "I really don't know. ”

Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing and said solemnly: "Of course I know that you don't know, but I'm thinking that if the Yongan Emperor sends a hip-hop Buddha to attack and kill you, it will be dangerous, even if you have a jade seal." ”

An Jing nodded when he heard this, if the hip-hop Buddha suddenly came out, it would indeed be a huge trouble, no matter how strong An Jing was, it would be impossible to face the three great masters at the same time.

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but say: "The Emperor of Yong'an is not simple, she actually played with a great master like Hip Ha Buddha in applause, and now she still has to ask for the Demon Sect, and when the world is completely stable, she will be the first to eradicate the Demon Sect." ”

An Jing pondered for a long time and said, "It may have begun now." ”

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and said, "Do you mean Lu Guoyong?" ”

One of the biggest changes implemented by Zhou Xianming is the establishment of a martial arts academy, which is a top secret, aimed at not only the Demon Sect but also the major sects in the world, once it is publicized, it will definitely cause an uproar.

And behind Zhou Xianming is the Yongan Emperor, who is also Lu Guoyong.

An Jing and Lu Guoyong have talked many times, and the two can be regarded as having some friendship, and when they reach their status and identity, they can no longer be described as good or bad.

The establishment of the martial arts academy seems to be a good choice at present, and the collection of martial arts in the world can give everyone in the world a shortcut to learn martial arts.

But if this is the case, the major sects in the world will disappear into the past.

And these people in the sect can only join the martial arts, which is equivalent to putting on a layer of official skin.

Most of the people who wander the rivers and lakes are unruly, the master who drinks today and kills tomorrow will be controlled and restrained now, how can they be willing?

An Jing's brows were tightly locked, if he clung to the power of the Demon Sect, he would inevitably end up fighting with Lu Guoyong.

But is it really right to hold on to the Demon Cult?

An Jing sometimes doesn't know what to do right.

"Husband."

Zhao Qingmei gently held An Jing's hand.

I still remember when I was in Yuzhou City, An Jing was just an ordinary doctor in Jishitang, and his daily life was very peaceful, and he didn't need to face so much pressure now.

Although An Jing's personality is very cautious and cautious, if he thinks about it carefully, it is still like being on the edge of a knife.

Is all this really what you want?

Zhao Qingmei thinks back to the ups and downs of this road, and always recalls the life of Yuzhou City in her mind, when life was ordinary, there were no waves, but three meals a day, but she lived a very happy life.

The world smiles together, doesn't ask anything, the years trickle and spring, only looking for the original intention.

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei made up her mind in her heart.

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei and said, "Madam, what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Qingmei looked at those bright eyes, "Brother, when this matter is over, let's go back to Yuzhou City." ”

An Jing smiled and said, "Okay, after settling all the rights and wrongs, we will leave this river and lake." ”

Zhao Qingmei looked at the smile on the corner of An Jing's mouth and asked, "Are you very happy?" ”

"Of course, every day with you is a pleasure."

"Brother, so am I."

“........”

Zhao Qingmei leaned on An Jing's shoulder, and at this moment she recalled many people in her mind, Jiang Renyi, Jiang Shang, Yuan Feng, Nangong Weiping, Jun Qinglin, these dead masters.

The ups and downs of these years are like a world away.

People can't help but sigh in their hearts, the world is like a tide, people are like water, and only a few people in the rivers and lakes are back.

How many bones are buried on these rivers and lakes, power is inexhaustible, and people can't kill them all.

dimmed the shadow of the sword and sword, and went away from the grievances of the rivers and lakes.

An Jing held Zhao Qingmei's hand and looked into the distance.

"Roaring --!"

Suddenly, a violent roar came from a distance, followed by a terrible dragon groan.

"Not good!"

When An Jing heard this, he frowned and said, "This is Heijiao's voice, it seems that there is a master." ”

Hei Jiao is a three-qi grandmaster, ordinary people have already hidden far away when they see such a strange beast as Hei Jiao, and the one who can make Hei Jiao scream like this must be a top master.

Zhao Qingmei's willow eyebrows were also locked, "Go and see!" ”

The two of them were just about to set off to check, only to see a black Jiao in front of them crashing towards this mountain, the moment the impact of the mountain rock collapsed, the paradise-like ancient house was also instantly annihilated, and a deafening sound stirred up, and then set off a sky-high smoke.

The black dragon fell in the ruins of the mountain, convulsing and spasming, and blood flowed from its back, staining the earth red, and its mouth made a whimpering sound.

Apparently the dragon tendons on its back had been picked out.

"Who the hell is it!?"

A trace of anger flashed in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, and she shouted immediately.

Hei Jiao's dragon tendon was picked off, that is basically the same as death, who is so cruel to break Heijiao's dragon tendon.

And everyone in the world knows that the black Jiao is An Jing's mount, who has such courage?

An Jing's eyes were extremely cold, and with a wave of his robe, the smoke and dust that he went there immediately dispersed.

I saw the smoke and dust dissipate, and a lonely figure appeared on the ruins in front of him, at this time the soles of his feet stepped on the top of Heijiao's head, and a simple long knife in his hand refracted a cold light in the sun.

This is an old man with a full head of hair, his body is as straight as a sword, and his eyes are extremely sharp.

An Jing not only knew this person, but also was very familiar with him, and he had fought with this old man when he was on Blue Sky Island.

This person is none other than Qi Xuan, the sword god of Zhao State.

A cold light flashed in An Jing's eyes, "Qi Xuan!?" ”

"It's me."

Qi Xuan said lightly: "In the past, you killed my heir, and today the old man first killed your black Jiao to sacrifice to the sky, as an appetizer." ”

If you want to say that An Jing really became famous in the battle, there is no doubt that it was naturally a battle in which Qi Shu was killed among the thousands of troops and horses of the Houjin Dynasty.

After that, Hei Bingtai Qi preached that in order to avenge this 'righteous son', he personally went to Bikong Island to kill An Jing, but in the end he did not succeed, but fell into Ye Ding's trap, not only did not kill An Jing, but he suffered heavy losses.

And after Qi Xuandao left from Bikong Island, he also appeared next to the lock dragon well in Yujing City, and Lu Guoyong, who was shattered by the Wen Palace, was beaten with a gray face and almost died, and Qin Fan died in Yujing City in order to cover Qi Xuandao.

It can be said that in recent years, Zhao Guo, Qi Wushuang, has encountered walls everywhere, encountered twists and turns, and his prestige has gradually declined, and the top of the world's master list has plummeted before.

Therefore, Zhao Guo's opposition to the Black Ice Platform is very popular, and its prestige is growing day by day.

Although Zhao and Yan won the war one after another, they never made much progress, which has a huge relationship with this.

An Jing said coldly: "It's really a big appetite, I'm afraid that Your Excellency will not be held to death." ”

Qi Xuan said: "Then let's see if your sword can support the old man." ”

An Jing looked at Qi Xuan in front of him, even if the news is blocked, this place is not far from Bashan, he should also know that he killed Zongzheng Huachun, why does this Qi Xuandao in front of him dare to come to find himself?

Could it be that this Qi sermon also broke through the great master, or is there another means?

Zhao Qingmei thought of something, and said suspiciously: "Husband, I suspect that the one is here." ”

Chiaki Immortal!?

An Jing suddenly thought of something, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

The deeds of this immortal are too amazing, this person has not only been active in history for thousands of years, but has also caused several events that have affected the direction of history, among which there are several great masters who have been killed.

In An Jing's heart, this immortal is even more terrifying than a grandmaster like Hip Ha Fo.

"Hahaha, little girl, we meet again."

With a hearty laugh, I saw a figure in the distance, the person was clearly far away, but in the blink of an eye, he came to An Jing and Zhao Qingmei.

The man didn't look as old as he imagined, his smile was even more friendly, he was dressed in white clothes and white hair, and even gave people a kind and gentle feeling.

But people in the world who know his identity will not feel that he is kind and gentle, and even feel extremely terrible.

Because this person is the old man of the Ten Directions of the Black Ice Terrace, and he is also called a thousand immortal by the Great Yan Emperor and the Golden Lantern, and every time he makes a move, he is a peerless powerhouse who has cut off the opportunity of the great sect of the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that this one is the mastermind behind the real control of the situation in the world.

And the black light emitted by the book from the earth next made An Jing's heart tremble.

"Hint: There's a black chance near the host."

Black chance!?

An Jingqiang suppressed the vibration in his heart, but his palm slowly touched the sword box.

The Zongzheng Huachun of the Great Grandmaster Realm was killed by him, but the Thousand Autumn Immortal in front of him was able to give him a mortal danger, which is enough to show the skill of this Thousand Autumn Immortal.

The Qianqiu Immortal smiled faintly and said, "It seems that the Great Grandmaster is dead. ”

The great grandmaster in his mouth was no one else, it was Nangong Weiping.

An Jing looked at this immortal for a thousand years, and there was a cold light surging in his eyes, "Zongzheng Huachun is your disciple, right?" ”

"That's right, he's my disciple."

Qianqiu Immortal took a deep breath and sighed: "In this thousand-year history, I can be regarded as one of my more proud protégés, but I didn't expect to die in your hands." ”

An Jing said: "It seems that in the past thousand years, you have had a lot of protégés. ”

Qianqiu Immortal said: "There are a lot, as many as cow hair, as much as a drizzle, but now they have all turned into a handful of loess." ”

An Jing said: "Yes, one of the most amazing things in this world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. ”

Qianqiu Immortal said: "So my heart has long been like the ice of ten thousand years, there is no temperature." ”

An Jing's pupils contracted violently, this is the most terrifying thing about this immortal in front of him, because he has lived for thousands of years, he is used to seeing the vicissitudes of life, the world changes, and his heart is like a real ancient well, which will not set off any waves.

The Qianqiu Immortal looked at An Jing and said slowly: "You are the most genius person I have ever seen, but it's a pity ......"

Zhao Qingmei's eyes raised, and the mandarin duck double knife in her hand had already fallen into her hand.

An Jing asked, "What is a pity?" ”

Qianqiu Immortal said: "It's a pity that I missed such a perfect piece of jade. ”

An Jing shook his head and said, "But I don't think it's a pity at all. ”

"Oh?"

The Chiaki Immortal asked, "Why?" Don't you want to worship the old man as a teacher? ”

An Jing said lightly: "One mountain will not accommodate two tigers, this is an eternal truth, worship you as a teacher just die faster." ”

"Hahahaha."

When the Qianqiu Immortal heard An Jing's words, he laughed, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that the person who knew Gu best in the past thousands of years would be you." ”

The Qianqiu Immortal was not annoyed, but became excited because of An Jing's words.

It was a feeling of being read and understood.

It's a feeling that hasn't been felt in thousands of years.

An Jing looked at Qianqiu Immortal with his eyebrows and said, "I want to know how you survived to this day." ”

An Jing's voice fell, and Qi Xuandao also looked at it, obviously his heart was also very curious, how did his teacher have a thousand years of life.

Although the blood of Huang can increase people's longevity, it is useless to take too much.

Moreover, Qi Xuandao knows better than anyone that the immortal people of Qianqiu usually only rely on Chenghuang to heal their injuries.

"It's a secret, and the secret is that you can't tell anyone, not even the one who is going to die." ”

His tone was very flat, without the slightest fluctuation.

An Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that you think I am dead." ”

"Even if you reach the Seventh Realm."

Qianqiu Immortal looked at An Jing and said with a smile: "It's not that I haven't seen the swordsman of the Seventh Realm, the swordsman who wrote the "General Outline of the Way of the Sword" was killed by me, I remember that the swordsman cultivated the Heavenly Dao Sword, and he gave me the deepest injury, so even if it has been a long, long time, I have always remembered it." ”

What!?

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, it was as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The immortal man in front of him had even killed the swordsman of the Seventh Realm, you must know that there has never been a record of a swordsman of the Seventh Realm in history.

An Jing's heart was beating suddenly, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow into a slit.

This is by far the master who has put the most pressure on him.

When he faced Jiang Shang in Yuzhou City, there was still a glimmer of life in the dark, but at this moment, facing this top master, he couldn't see anything.

The Qianqiu Immortal put his hands behind his back and said, "History, it's just what I want the world to see." ”

History is just what I want the world to see.

It was such an arrogant tone, but the three people present did not feel anything wrong.

An Jing pulled out the Dulu Sword, "It seems that you have laid out so deeply, all for the spirit of the leyline." ”

A cold light emerged, and Qi Xuandao only felt that his heart was beating constantly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back to the rear.

Just drawing the sword, he made his heart cold, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, what a terrible way of the sword.

Just as he was about to retreat, a scorching sword light struck, and the qi in front of him roared away, turning into rolling waves.

And Zhao Qingmei had already rushed over with the mandarin duck double knife, and a trace of killing intent appeared in her eyes.

As soon as the Ming Hong knife in Qi Xuandao's hand lit up, the heavens and the earth suddenly became cold, and he directly greeted him.

Qianqiu Immortal: "It rained that day, and I told myself that I must wait for this day. ”

The two of them said no more, because there was no need to say any more.

Maybe life and death will come in the next moment.

The Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand stabbed forward, and the sharp cold light surged away.

Although it was just a simple stab, the void in front of him was shattered, and a black line went down the sky towards the immortal.

Fast!

This sword has been used to the extreme of sword skills, and the sharp qi almost lifts the scalp, making people shudder.

The Qianqiu Immortal frowned, and the Immortal Dao Sword of the Ghost Swordsman was still above that Heavenly Dao Sword Swordsman.

And this sword seems to be planning to divide the winner and lose, and wants to kill himself directly.

Because when you reach this realm, the more seemingly ordinary and ordinary a sword is, the more powerful and amazing the killing power in it is.

It's like things, they often come to an abrupt end in a raging storm.

Life is like that sometimes.

Qianqiu Immortal almost closed his eyes, he didn't look at An Jing's eyes, let alone look at his sword, and when the master duel, he must always pay attention to every subtle movement, every look, and every expression of the opponent must be carefully observed, and there can be no mistakes.

The sword that pierced the void struck and was suddenly avoided by the Qianqiu Undead, not even touching the corners of his clothes, and the cold light around the blade was all dissipated by the surrounding energy of the Qianqiu Undead.

This is the first sword to be drawn, and it is also one of the sharpest swords until An Jing came out of the sword.

The Qianqiu Immortal dodged this sword, and the majestic True Yuan instantly rushed from all directions, almost emptying the surroundings, and then he slapped his palm forward.

Tong!

With this palm, a huge plane in front of him was rippling like water waves, making an earth-shaking sound, and then falling towards Anjing like a collapse of heaven and earth.

Qianqiu Immortal is worthy of being the top master of contemporary times, and as soon as he makes a move, the sky and the earth are cracked, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

This prestige is three points more majestic than the Zong Zheng Hua Chun Ten Directions Decision.

An Jing's expression remained indifferent, and the vast aura in his body progressed layer by layer, and finally spit out from his wrist, and then with a flick of the Dulu Sword in his hand, the majestic qi completely exploded.

The purple true qi in the blade was immense, like a bright light suddenly appeared in the dark heavens and earth.

This is the nameless way, An Jing had an epiphany of the sword moves comprehended by the seventh realm, only to see the sword qi of the water of the river, the sound was like a thunderbolt, and then the river formed a white boundless line, from far to near.

But carefully and taste, it seems to be a roaring avalanche pouring down on the towering snow-capped mountain, and when the tide is gradually approaching, it is like a thousand troops and horses charging, and finally completely approaching, only then will you suddenly find that the tide and waves are as high as the city wall, and there is a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas.

This is a potential, an invincible sword momentum!

"Boom ---!"

This sword directly broke the palm print of the immortal, dividing the entire plane that fell in two, neatly cutting, and the sword light continued to rush towards the sky, as if tearing a huge hole in the sky.

Both of them only made one move, but they were so shocking and crying.

This kind of formation is a few points more dangerous than fighting against Zongzheng Huachun.

An Jing slapped his palm, and suddenly the swords in the sword box flew out, and these swords were split, dozens of flying swords, hundreds of flying swords, until thousands of flying swords, and suddenly the sword light in the sky overflowed, and the entire heaven and earth were filled with sharp sword qi, covering the sky and the sun, dense.

It is said that swordsmanship has reached the extreme, and there is a magical power called the sword of all things, which can make wind, frost, rain, snow, fallen leaves, flying sand, and petrification into his own imperial envoy sword to hurt the enemy.

But this kind of swordsmanship has only appeared in legends, and no one has ever actually performed it.

At this time, An Jing's swordsmanship had already been revealed, and this magical power that no one had practiced was completely displayed.

Seeing this, a light appeared in the eyes of the Qianqiu Immortal, and then the qi in his body gradually dissipated and disappeared.

Strip the heavens and the earth!

An Jing is naturally no stranger to the magical power exerted by the Qianqiu Immortal at this moment, because he himself will have this magical power, but compared to the Qianqiu Immortal in front of him, it is not just a small thing, and there is almost a gap between heaven and earth between the two.

The Thousand Autumn Immortals had completely stripped away this side of the world, and their aura had skyrocketed, and they could no longer see the end of it.

I saw that with a dip in his palm, countless Energetic True Elements gathered like rain and headed towards the flying sword in front of him.

The Strength True Yuan and the Flying Sword erupted in the air, and suddenly there were countless sounds of gold and iron clashing, and the sword qi was all over the place, only to see that the sea of clouds in the sky was all washed away.

Behind An Jing was a vast starlight, and the seventh realm was brought into full play.

The flying sword qi in the sky was vertical and horizontal, and the momentum skyrocketed, and suddenly the true yuan rain in front of him was sprinkled like rain, and then the thousands of flying swords rushed towards the immortal of Qianqiu.

Ten directions of heaven and earth!

In the face of this overwhelming sword qi attack, the Qianqiu Immortal looked indifferent like water, and then waved his sleeve robe forward, and black energy emerged from the sleeve robe, and this energy continued to condense, forming a huge grimace.

"Roar!"

I saw that grimace roared angrily, and then opened its huge mouth, as if a bottomless black hole with a radius of several zhang appeared, and the countless sword qi was like a tired bird entering the forest, and it actually swallowed all the sword qi in one gulp.

After the grimace devoured the sword qi, it did not change in the slightest, and then continued to rush towards An Jing.

The grimace was fierce and terrifying, as if it had rushed up from the Yellow Spring under the Nine Shadows, and its huge mouthparts were opened, covering the sky and the sun, wanting to swallow An Jing completely into his stomach.

At this moment, under the grimace of An Jing, it looks so small, like a small boat rocking in a storm.

............