When these four words are spoken.

The eyes of everyone outside the city were focused on the man in the green shirt, full of disbelief.

Yao Xinlian's face was shocked, and Yao Xinyue opened her round mouth wide, as if she could swallow two eggs directly.

As for the expressions of the other three people, their expressions were similar, and their faces were indescribably weird.

"Sword Sect..... Su Qingming. ”

I don't know who gently repeated it.

The crowd was eerily quiet, and when I looked at the man's back, there was some heat and worship that I couldn't hide.

In just a few years.

The person who passed the sword of the Heavenly Sword Peak of the Sword Sect was born, and it had already caused an uproar in the Xuan and Yuan continents.

Not to mention the internal competition of the Sword Sect and the very talkative life experience, just the fight with the Sect Master of the Northern Netherworld Sect has already alarmed everyone.

Every little story told can already alarm the cultivation world.

In other words, although there is no name on the Immortal Demon List for some reason, there is no doubt that the current Su Qingming and Lingsu are completely the same existence.

"Strange, isn't it rumored that Su Qingming is cultivating in Heavenly Sword Peak?"

"Idiot, this time the peak generation of the Spirit Desolation is here, the Sword Sect is the head of the Seven Holy Lands, and Su Qingming is now known as the first person in the Dust Realm, so he will definitely come to join in this fun."

"Hahaha, it's fun, it's getting more and more exciting."

In the midst of the crowd's discussions, the old lame man said curiously: "I don't seem to have you on my list." ”

Su Qingming shook his head and said, "Whether I come or not has nothing to do with the list." ”

"Yes."

The old cripple smiled and said, "Please." ”

"Huh?" Su Qingming turned his face slightly.

The old cripple said bluntly: "Even if you want to fight, it shouldn't be me, I don't want to humiliate myself and let these little bastards laugh." ”

Su Qingming nodded, then turned his head and glanced at Yao Xinlian.

The latter was a little confused, but Yao Xinyue cleverly took out a letter from the baggage, and said with a bright smile: "Brother Su Qingming, please help hand it over to the seniors in the city, thank you." ”

Su Qingming glanced at her with some amusement, his right hand fluttered lightly, and the letter flew into his sleeve and disappeared.

Then he entered the city gates.

......

A cylindrical light swirled slowly on the ground.

The moment Su Qingming stepped in, the surrounding aura began to tear and reorganize, the air became violent, and even the surrounding scene was rapidly distorted and circulating.

Moment.

Su Qingming closed his eyes.

Changing the world seems to be thousands of miles.

When Su Qingming woke up again, he looked at it slightly and found that he seemed to have arrived in another world.

He sat at the head of a desolate city, and as far as the eye could see, the sky was full of stars, and the light was faint.

I don't know when, there was another old man sitting next to him, his head was gray, the wrinkles on his face were as deep as iron, and the strange thing was that his eyes were hollow, obviously completely blind.

"Sword Sect Su Qingming?" The old man's voice was hoarse.

"It's me." Su Qingming nodded.

The old man got straight to the point and said: "In the city, there are three sects and hundreds of schools, sword cultivators, martial artists, and even ghosts and ghosts from the side doors, so don't be surprised by all kinds of things here, there are underground mansions where the people of the Sword Sect live in the city, and someone will take you there." ”

Su Qingming asked, "Here are Sword Sect disciples?" ”

The old man said calmly: "There are two, but they just died in the battle outside the city, and the rest are the disciples selected by the two dead people here, and they have never left here, so strictly speaking, I don't know if it counts." ”

Su Qingming asked, "How did you die?" ”

The old man said: "Five years ago, I fell into a trap while fighting outside the city. ”

Su Qingming sighed, without the intention of exploring.

Although the old man didn't have eyes, he still looked up at the sky, "There is still a period of time before the Demon Domain opens, and it is not so simple to step into the land of the Southern Barbarians. ”

Su Qingming looked up into the distance, looked at the desolate and barren land, and said, "All in?" ”

The old man patiently explained: "Two years ago, the land between the outside of the city and the Nanban Demon Domain was all emptied, and it became a battlefield, and on the side of the Nanban Demon Domain and the human race, cultivators under the age of 100 could enter at any time. ”

Su Qingming asked, "Who will control the formation?" ”

The old man smiled, "I'm in charge with the guy who ranks second in the Demon Domain. ”

Su Qing knew it in his heart.

The old man smiled freely and said, "Lingsu, Su Xian'er, Zuo Qing has fought a tough battle here, are you mentally prepared?" ”

Su Qingming's expression was indifferent and he didn't speak.

The old man asked again: "This is a contest between the younger generation of the demon clan and the human race in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, and there is a great opportunity, are you ready?" ”

The great opportunity in the old man's mouth is obviously different from the words casually spoken by ordinary sects, and the weight must be extremely heavy.

But Su Qingming didn't care, he bowed his head and said after being silent: "Just leave it to them, I just want to enter the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain to have a look." ”

When Su Qingming woke up in this life, in fact, what he really put in his eyes was not these so-called young geniuses.

He has more important things, so naturally he doesn't have much interest in this so-called peak competition.

"Then it's up to you."

The old man's voice fell, and he waved his sleeves.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down.

Su Qingming opened her eyes again from the darkness.

Behind him, a huge wall stood between heaven and earth, cutting off everything, and only the faint light of the teleportation array on the ground lit up.

The chill swept in with the breeze, and the sky ahead was dark.

Directly in front of him was a passageway, twenty zhang wide and five hundred zhang long, with an extremely long slope at the end.

Going down the slope, there are seemingly ordinary buildings and houses on the flat ground.

On both sides of him were huge walls that were tall and hundreds of feet long, like a mountain range, stretching in a line with no end in sight.

The Great Wall of the North.

At this moment, every hundred zhang of the Great Wall lying across the two realms stood a cultivator with an unfathomable aura.

There are men with bulging muscles like a hill.

There are enchanting and charming women.

There is an old man with a gun who is short in stature, but exudes a sense of power.

There are mounds with dry bones, empty eyes, and fierce momentum.

There is also a drunken sword cultivator lying on the wall.

looked at the man in a green shirt who had just come to the city, and there was a bit of curiosity and fun in his eyes.

"How many breaths?"

"It's about three breaths."

"So fast? How many breaths did Lingsu come here at the beginning? ”

"Same three breaths."

"Tut-tut, the little guy is good, he actually cultivates both swords."

There is a lot of talk, and there is no taboo.

Just then, a long-haired teenager appeared from the end of the aisle.

The young man was carrying the sword, his skin was dark, but the smile on his face was extremely sunny, and he came to the front of Su Qingming in a few moments.

He looked at Su Qingming, the corners of his mouth cracked, and his Dao intent bloomed.

"I heard that you are my cheap uncle, the first time we meet, do you want to fight first?"