Xiao Shaoshen, who was originally smiling, changed his face, turned his head to look at the young man in green shirt, and said coldly: "Who are you, you dare to call the name of the family teacher." ”

Luo Tianxing is the name of the city lord of Hanging Feather City, the real name of the third in the world.

Mu Luoying also turned her head sideways and looked at Su Qingming with a look of astonishment, even if it was the first time she had heard the name of that great cultivator in the world.

For countless years, the cultivators of the five continents of the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm have all called him Xiao City Lord, and over time, no one dares to mention his real name.

Su Qingming didn't care about this, and said calmly: "Where is that little girl?" ”

Xiao Shaoshen exuded a cold aura all over his body, and his eyes were staring at the front of him without any cultivation, like a mortal man.

A person without realm cultivation actually dared to call the name of the city lord in Hanging Feather City, which made him feel that he had encountered the most daring thing in the world.

Xiao Shaoshen's gaze turned to the woman on the side, although the Occult Moon Sect was not very famous in the Eastern Ancestral Continent, and its strength was average, but the mysterious sect master was a person who had never underestimated even his own master, so he subconsciously cast an inquiring look at the woman.

Mu Luoying shook her head slightly and did not speak.

Su Qingming seemed to be waiting a little impatiently, and took a step forward.

Then a huge coercion emanated from his body, and rushed straight towards Xiao Shaoshen like the top of Mount Tai.

Although he couldn't use spiritual power, Su Qingming's Origin Dao Intent was still the purest and largest in the world, and even Xiao Shaoshen, who had now stepped into the Upper Three Realms, was forced to take a step back by this coercion.

Xiao Shaoshen raised his head and looked at the other party with a shocked face, a man like a mortal actually had the momentum of a true immortal in the fairyland.

"Who the hell are you?" Xiao Shaoshen's face froze, and he asked in a deep voice.

Su Qingming put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Sword Sect, Su Qingming." ”

When Xiao Shaoshen heard this, he exclaimed, "You are Su Qingming, the first seat of the Sword Sect's Heavenly Sword Peak?" ”

Over the years, Xiao Shaoshen had heard countless rumors of the younger generation of cultivators, such as the Red Fury of Emperor Martial Emperor, but these people were all great cultivators who had already stepped into the Upper Three Realms.

There is only Su Qingming, and the world says that his realm is only at the peak of the Dust Realm, but he is such a cultivator, but he can cross the border and fight at will, and even the great cultivators of the Three Realms of Returning to Truth were killed by him under the sword.

Even if he was as proud as Xiao Shaoshen, he couldn't help but be slightly moved at this moment, and his tone softened a little, "Who are you from that little girl?" ”

Su Qingming said calmly: "She is a disciple of the Sword Sect and a descendant of Zhuo Jianzun. ”

When Xiao Shaoshen heard this, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he looked at the man in green shirt in front of him with a dull expression.

Sword Sect Zhuo Jianzun, the most powerful Sword Venerable in the world, the descendant of the invincible Venerable in the world.

Xiao Shaoshen said in a trembling voice: "She..... She... He is a descendant of Zhuo Jianzun. ”

If the little girl caught is really the descendant of that Sword Venerable, I am afraid that even the master will have a headache.

Zhuo Jianzun is recognized as an invincible existence in the entire world.

Su Qingming didn't speak, just waited quietly.

As soon as he stepped here, he sensed a huge qi machine locking on him, this qi machine was extremely pure, Su Qingming had only sensed it on Zhuo Jianzun's body.

"Bring them to the Hanging Feather Palace." An elegant voice came from a distance, instantly breaking the silence in the field.

Xiao Shaoshen raised his head suddenly, and looked at the palace in the distance in surprise, where the master retreated.

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Hall of Hanging Feathers.

The empty and silent palace was surrounded by flickering candles.

In the center, there is a throne like a human emperor, and the golden stone steps are made of rare mountains and rivers from the bottom to the top, and at the top of the steps, a man in a yellow robe sits in it.

Su Qingming was at the bottom of the steps, looked at the man above, and whispered to Mu Luoying beside him, "You wait for me here." ”

After speaking, he raised his feet and walked up the mountain and river jade steps to look at the throne step by step.

As soon as he touched the steps, a huge aura poured from the throne, Su Qingming didn't care, and let that breath crash into his chest.

Silently, a faint point of light appeared in the center of Su Qingming's eyebrows, and the surging majestic aura dissipated without a trace in an instant.

Su Qingming's footsteps did not stop, and he continued to look at the steps and walk.

There are a total of ninety-nine mountain and river jade steps, and without taking a single step, Su Qingming's coercion doubled, and as he reached the halfway point, the point of light in the center of his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

Ninety steps.

Ninety-five steps.

Su Qingming saw the figure of the noble man, with a majestic figure, like an emperor in the world.

Ninety-six steps.

The man looked down on the world, as if all people were his subjects, he was the emperor of all, and with a single look, everyone would prostrate at his feet.

Ninety-eight steps.

Su Qingming held his footsteps, and the bright points of light in the center of his eyebrows suddenly exploded, and then turned into countless points of light and integrated into his body, and the power of cause and effect that was entangled around his body lost its cover, revealing a strange black qi at this moment.

In the last step, Su Qingming stepped out.

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Su Qing quietly looked at the majestic man in front of him, that person's face was very elegant, but he exuded the temperament of dominating the world.

Su Qingming suddenly thought of this person's identity, and was immediately relieved.

"Compared to Zhuo Jianzun, who is stronger?" The elegant man asked.

Su Qing meditated for a moment and said seriously, "Zhuo Jianzun." ”

When the man heard this, his expression calmed down, and the question he asked in the entire Great Desolate Ancient Realm was perhaps only qualified to be answered by the Lord of the Temple of the Firmament Mountain.

Even the Qing Emperor Inspiration, who is far away in the East China Sea and the world's number one martial artist, can't answer.

Because he had also set foot on the Sky Mountain and asked the hall master.

It's just that the reason why I asked a cultivator who came out of the dust realm was, in the man's opinion, just a little boring.

Su Qingming was silent for a while, and then continued: "Zhuo Jian Venerable is transcendent, there is no obsession in your heart, you have lived in a corner for a long time, and you have never let go of the obsession in your heart, the feelings of the homeland, nearly a thousand years have passed, and you have not forgotten it." ”

When the words fell, the air in the air suddenly became cold.

The originally elegant man's face changed, and a majestic aura emanated from the throne, and then turned into a golden dragon.

Su Qingming's expression was calm, and he didn't care about the scene in front of him, even if his cultivation was imprisoned now, he didn't have the slightest ups and downs in the face of the top three cultivators in the world.

The world passed, the majestic dragon qi was like a mountain pressing on the top, the force of cause and effect entangled in Su Qingming's body could not help stirring, the man who was originally indifferent had cold sweat dripping on his forehead at this moment, the severe pain in the internal organs became more and more violent, the Heavenly Dao Reaction and the Dragon Qi suppression, the two almost most powerful qi in the world had already been torn to pieces if they were placed on ordinary people, but in Su Qingming, he still straightened his body and looked forward indifferently.

Rumble!

With a roaring dragon moan.

The elegant man waved his sleeves, and the dragon qi wandering in the palace dissipated, and Mu Luoying and Xiao Shaoshen, who could barely stand under the steps, breathed a sigh of relief.

The realization of the two looked at the man in green shirt at the center of the storm, and his eyes showed a shocked expression.

Previously, they had already known the power of cause and effect in Su Qingming's body, and the cultivators could no longer use half of their spiritual power when they were entangled by this, and they could not mobilize the spiritual energy around them, and they were always enduring the backlash of the Heavenly Dao on the body, and that backlash was like a pain that eroded bones.

And Su Qingming's expression was calm and indifferent from beginning to end, without the slightest look of pain, and after facing the coercion and persecution of the Hanging Feather City Lord, who could rank third in the world, he didn't even move.

The two of them were shocked at this moment.

At this moment, Su Qingming was not comfortable, relying on the huge Origin Dao Intent to resist the coercion of the city lord of Hanging Feather City.

The man on the throne asked, "Did Zhuo Jianzun tell you my identity?" ”

Su Qingming shook his head and said: "No, although you have hidden your identity, there are so many people who know about this matter, so many that even you can't imagine it, Luo Tianxing, many people can deduce the origin of you and Hanging Feather City just by this Luo surname." ”

When the elegant man heard this, he was silent for a long time before he sighed: "There are too many things in the world. ”

Su Qingming did not continue on this topic, in the past three thousand years, he has seen too many dynasty changes and the rise and fall of families.

Su Qingming opened his mouth and said, "I'm here to find a little girl, named Zhuoru, you should know her identity." ”

The elegant man said lightly: "Which descendant of the madman Zhuo." ”

The sound was not loud, but it could be heard throughout the palace, and Mu Luoying, who was under the steps, looked at the man on the throne with a shocked expression.

She already knew the former identity, but the latter was the first time she heard it.

After the Sword Venerable.

And Xiao Shaoshen was almost paralyzed to the ground, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, even if he was Luo Tianxing's apprentice, he was extremely frightened in the face of the strong man who ruled the world, and even regretted that he had caught that little girl in Hanging Feather City before.

Su Qingming, who was on the steps, looked calm, and said: "If there is no injury, everything is fine, if it is injured, even if you are the third in the world, that Sword Venerable will come to Hanging Feather City in person." ”

Su Qingming's tone was very flat, but anyone could hear the meaning, a person who was riddled with cause and effect dared to threaten a great cultivator in the world.

But Su Qingming didn't think so, because what he said was the truth, the demon clan has the most important bloodline inheritance, if Shang Yingluo had an accident in Hanging Feather City, then the result would inevitably be that the demon clan would go north and the battle between the demons would begin.

The whole palace fell into an eerie silence.

Su Qingming didn't urge, and stood quietly on the steps.

The elegant man's eyes crossed the front, the sea of clouds in the sky, the Dongzu Continent, and finally seemed to be fixed on an unnamed hill.

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