"Bow down? What if I don't kneel? Without hesitation, Zhou Qingdui shouted at the stone city that had no dignity.

Bow? Not to mention whether this strange city is the real so-called "divine capital"? Even if it were, Zhou Qingdui would never bow down to such a mysterious thing. A cultivator is a person who seizes the heavens and creates nature, and does not kneel to the heavens and the earth, but only to his parents and masters. If there is anyone in this world who can convince Zhou Qingdui to kneel and worship, then only Ye Jingan and Li Qiubai will be left.

So even if there are really so-called gods in this city, Zhou Qingdui will never bow down because of this!

As soon as Zhou Qingdui's words fell, an invisible pressure between heaven and earth poured towards Zhou Qingdui. Then, the voice of the ancient majesty sounded again.

"If you don't respect the gods, you should be killed!"

This invisible force is both sacrosanct and boundlessly powerful, suppressing his body and pressing it to the ground, and it is very similar to the rumored Heavenly Dao counterattack that shatters his divine soul and cuts off his next life! Zhou Qingdui immediately felt an invisible force burrowing into his mind, as if he was about to shatter his soul.

If Zhou Qingdui was at his peak at this time, he was not afraid, but now he wants to resist, it is really reluctant.

Soon, Zhou Qingdui will be unable to support it and will kneel!

At this time, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his mind, but it made Zhou Qingdui feel extremely close!

"Stand up!"

This is the voice of Master Li Qiubai!

As the words fell, Zhou Qingdu's body also had an invisible force, fighting against the so-called "divine punishment"! And at this time, Zhou Qingdui also saw that in his mind, there was a black light attacking towards his divine soul, wanting to shatter his divine soul!

But soon, a man with a vicissitudes of face suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind. Zhou Qingdui recognized it at a glance, this was the man he had seen in his dream before.

When the phantom of this person appeared, the black light suddenly stopped, Zhou Qingdui observed it carefully, and the black light was actually trembling!

Then, there was another scene that shocked Zhou Qingdu, the man's phantom just stretched out his hand and shook it slightly. That black light was like a natural enemy, and it actually fled outside Zhou Qingdu's mind.

But alas, it was too late. In just an instant, the black light shattered, turned into dust, and merged into Zhou Qingdu's sea of spiritual consciousness.

At this time, the invisible pressure that fell on Zhou Qingdu's body from the heavens and the earth also disappeared.

Who is this man? Regarding this question, Zhou Qingdu's long-standing doubts in his heart suddenly deepened. And at this moment, a new question was born, why is this man with a vicissitudes of life but extremely strong in his soul?

didn't have time to think about it, just as Zhou Qingdui stretched his fists and feet and looked up. A golden light fell from the plaque on the city wall, enveloping Zhou Qingdui's body. Zhou Qingdui couldn't see anything in front of him, and he wanted to struggle but to no avail.

Immediately, Zhou Qingdui only felt that after a whirlwind of the sky, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground.

When Zhou Qingdui opened his eyes again, a bustling town appeared in front of his eyes. Here, the streets are full of bustling pedestrians, and the vendors are constantly hawking, just like a picture of the human market!

Did you enter that strange city?

Thinking like this, Zhou Qingdui suddenly found that there seemed to be something more in his hand, and the fairy sword Chaolu appeared in his hand at some point, and the sword aura was endless like an enemy. Why is that? You must know that this sword is one of the only four top-level immortal swords in the world, and it has already given birth to spiritual wisdom, and it will be like this at this time, it must be something that it is afraid of when it meets it.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingdui immediately tightened her relaxed heartstrings again, and began to observe everyone passing by on the street at this time. When these various people passed by Zhou Qingdu's side, they walked and did their own things as if they had never seen him.

After Zhou Qingdu's observation for a long time, there is nothing abnormal, but these people have one thing in common. They all had a peculiar black mark on their foreheads, and the shape resembled ...... It's like a sword that crushes down on their foreheads!

At this time, Zhou Qingdui seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the city gate, but he didn't see any monks, and what appeared in front of him was people in different clothes who came in one after another. Dressed in luxury, or in rags, and so on, all sorts of things, when they entered the place, they stopped reciting the unknown scriptures, and their foreheads had the black mark as they entered!

After entering the city, the people walked in all directions of the city as if they had returned to their hometown.

Although Zhou Qingdu's observation has not made any big gains. But he didn't dare to despise the abnormality of the fairy sword Chaolu in his hand. So, Zhou Qingdui walked around the street with a sword like this.

On the way, no matter how Zhou Qingdui spoke or greeted anyone, no one responded, as if Zhou Qingdui really didn't exist like this.

Zhou Qingdui walked in the city like this, and he still didn't see anything abnormal, everything in this city was no different from an ordinary city in the outside world, until somewhere in the city, he stopped.

In front of him was a fortune-telling stall, and the stall owner was a nonsense person, which made Zhou Qingwan extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while. But what really attracted Zhou Qingdui was that he felt the cultivation in this eight-character nonsense person, probably up and down in the Qi Condensation Realm. Zhou Qingwan has been walking around this city for so long, and this is the first time he has seen a person with cultivation.

The fortune teller seemed to have noticed that Zhou Qingdui was paying attention to his stall, and immediately smiled and said, "Guest officer, do you want to solve the fortune telling?" Poor Road has always been very accurate here! You can put a hundred hearts! ”

"Can you write a talisman here to pray for blessings and ward off disasters?" Zhou Qingwan raised his head and looked at the eight-character nonsense man and asked.

At this time, the fortune teller lowered his head and took out a piece of rune paper from the stall, and said without raising his head: "Of course you can, you can write rune paper very well!" ”

When Zhou Qingdui heard this, he took out a bag of silver money from his storage bag and handed it to the fortune teller, saying, "Then Mr. Trouble writes beautifully." ”

The eight-character nonsense man raised his head and was about to take the bag of silver money, when he saw Zhou Qingdu's face, the outstretched hand suddenly stopped, looked at Zhou Qingdui carefully, and said, "Guest officer, have I seen you anywhere?" ”

"Is there one? I don't remember. Zhou Qingwan also felt that this fortune teller was extremely familiar, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, the eight-character nonsense man did not take the bag of money, but stretched out his hand and counted it.

After a while, the eight-character nonsense man scolded and said, "Mother, how can I meet you in this ghost place." ”

In fact, sometimes it is like this, the person or thing you want to meet may not necessarily want to meet you.