With Li Qian's makeup and Xiao Mo's entry, on the top stone chair in the crimson hall, a pair of solemn and majestic eyes suddenly came through the air, staring at Xiao Mo's body.

Xiao Mo raised his head, and saw a huge stone hall, surrounded by red copper columns, and the stairs went up layer by layer, on the highest staircase, there was a huge circular platform, and in the middle of the circular platform, there was a wide phoenix-shaped stone chair.

On top of the phoenix stone chair, a woman in black sat upright.

The breeze gently blows, and her clothes flutter with it, but she sits meticulously and motionlessly, like a stone statue that has existed since ancient times.

As her eyes swept in, she was obviously silent and unmoving, but there was a strong qi machine, which suddenly pressed like that, like an invisible mountain.

is as strong as Xiao Mo, under such a qi machine, he almost knelt down directly and fell down.

However, at the critical moment, his powerful soul resisted this wisp of qi, and his waist, which had obviously bent down a little, finally lifted up one by one, and also stood straight in the hall, like a sharp sword.

The feeling of oppression has not disappeared, but it has become more aggravated after seeing it.

Xiao Mo's body seemed to be suppressed by Wanshan, and his spine bent down one by one, but Xiao Mo would rather die than retreat, he gritted his teeth and held back, his bones "clicked" inch by inch, but his waist and spine were still straight.

The gray-clothed girl Li Qianjiao, who brought Xiao Mo in, looked at Xiao Mo, and sighed slightly, a faint surprise appeared in the depths of her pupils, but she didn't say anything.

To her, Xiao Mo was just a stranger, she obeyed her master's order to go to Qingfeng Academy to summon Xiao Mo, but she never remembered that Xiao Mo was a disciple of the same class as her.

But that's normal.

After all, at the beginning of the selection of disciples from the outer courtyard of the Taoist Palace, there were more than 10,000 people in the square, and even if they were finally selected and entered the formal trial, there were thousands of them.

But among the thousands of disciples, Li Qianxiang is also high, like the top of the mountains, in her eyes, how can there be other disciples?

Perhaps, at a glance, the only people who could make her remember her name a little were Jin Wushuang, Nalan Zuodian, Jing Changming and others, who were the same as her at that time and called geniuses.

But Xiao Mo, this ordinary disciple of the outer courtyard who was not conspicuous even in the previous selection of the outer courtyard and wiped out everyone, she couldn't be eye-catching at all, so naturally she couldn't remember anything.

And, even if you remember, so what?

She has no friendship with Xiao Mo, there is no relationship between the two in the first place, even if she knows that Xiao Mo is one of the disciples who are in the same class as her, she will not treat Xiao Mo very specially.

It was only at this moment that she saw that Xiao Mo could withstand that terrifying momentum, and her backbone was so hard that it was rare in the world, that she took a little more look.

But only at a glance.

She still didn't recognize who Xiao Mo was, and Xiao Mo never had any idea of having anything to do with her.

People are the divine phoenix soaring for nine days, and he is just the mud and dust that is as low as the dust, between the two, one heaven and one earth, why bother to humiliate himself.

Therefore, he never had any expectations for Li Qianxiang, and after coming to this Fengji Hall with Li Qianxiang according to the regulations, he never took it lightly.

So when he felt the pressure of that huge momentum, the heart of not admitting defeat rose sharply, and he couldn't help but use all his heart and strength to resist, with his strong heart and perseverance, he really resisted.

On the stone chair in the main hall, the woman in black, after seeing this, couldn't help but sigh lightly, and there was a faint ripple in her eyes when she looked at Xiao Mo.

She suddenly waved her hand, and in the main hall, the qi that was originally as heavy as a mountain suddenly dissipated like a cloud of smoke, Xiao Mo only felt that his body was light, and the sudden weightlessness almost didn't make him stumble and fall to the ground.

However, he hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity, and finally stood firm.

Looking around, the feeling just now turned out to be an illusion.

However, Xiao Mo knew that it was by no means an illusion.

At that moment just now, he did feel an unimaginable terrifying coercion, the woman in black at the top of the stone seat, the qi on her body was too terrifying, although it was not deliberately aimed at Xiao Mo, but it still made Xiao Mo feel an irresistible horror.

Xiao Mo has also seen many top powerhouses, the most powerful of which is Hua Lao, who has cultivated to a few points and returned to the basics, looking like an ordinary old man.

But Xiao Mo dared to be sure that his cultivation was by no means lower than the health preservation realm, otherwise, it would be impossible to reach the kind of invisible realm.

But even if he is old, in front of this woman in black, he is afraid that he is a little inferior.

In the entire Fengji Hall, the person who can have such a cultivation and can sit at the top of the main hall of the Fengji Hall, without asking, Xiao Mo can guess who it is.

A legendary name jumped out of his mind, and finally it was fixed in seven thousand words. "'Black-faced Shura' Su Yingzong!"

Su Yingzong, one of the seven deputy mountain masters of the Daoist Palace, a strong man in the middle of the human realm, is obviously just a female streamer, but he has sat on one of the most important halls of the Daoist Palace, and has mastered the position of the hall master of the Fengji Hall who is decisive in killing.

The four characters of 'black-faced Shura' are the nicknames given to her by outsiders since she took charge of Fengjitang.

The black face describes her as iron-faced and selfless, and it is useless for anyone to intercede; Shura, describing her cruel methods, under her hands, I don't know how many disciples of the Daoist Palace, their heads are rolling, and their blood is flowing like a river.

As long as the offense is in her hands, no one can get a good death.

This is a truly legendary name, one of the Seven Cultivation of the Supreme Path, and even among the Seven Cultivation of the Supreme Path, it is one of the most famous. Moreover, she is also the only female cultivator among the Seven Cultivators of the Supreme Path.

Such an existence cannot but make people pay attention and be in awe.

Xiao Mo This is the first time he has seen a strong person in the human realm, it is really terrifying, in front of her, Xiao Mo understands, not to mention that he is just a small eightfold monk of the Easy Realm, even if he is a peak monk of the Qi Realm, or even the peak monk of the Health Realm, in front of Su Yingzong, I am afraid it will not be much better.

That's the difference in rank.

The human realm, not to mention in the Zhidao Palace, even in the entire Lingzhou cultivation world, it is also a high existence, unless the Fude realm makes a move, otherwise, they are almost the kings of this heaven and earth.

Therefore, after understanding that the woman in black sitting at the top of the stone seat was Yingzong, the master of Fengji Hall, Xiao Mo put away all his careful thoughts.

He understands that in this Fengji Hall, any irrational move will be a catastrophe, fortunately, he has been prepared for this, otherwise, he really doesn't dare to come to this Fengji Hall.

And......

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo was still a little lucky, since the master of Fengji Hall had the name of 'Iron Mask', then, if it was for himself and for others, wouldn't he be able to treat everyone equally?

His own background, but far inferior to his opponent, having such an iron-faced and selfless hall master suppressed on top may not be a bad thing for himself, but a good thing!

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo's gaze couldn't help but fall to the middle of the main hall, before he arrived, he was already standing there, dressed in blue, with a handsome face, but there always seemed to be a handsome young man shrouded in shadows.

This person is none other than Xiao Shenjian, who was in the ice lake cave, after a big battle with Xiao Mo, and was finally blown up by him with a blood ball, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

It's just that......

At this moment, seeing Xiao Shenjian appear here, Xiao Mo couldn't understand that even the blood blast that claimed to be able to kill the powerhouse in the middle of the Qi Realm still failed to blow up this ruthless, cruel, and scheming enemy Xiao Shenjian, and in the end, he still let him return to the Zhidao Palace alive and appear in front of him.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel a secret pity in his heart.

And what his appearance represents, I don't know.

Today's incident must be that after he crawled out from under the rubble, he returned to the Daoist Palace and then did not resent the harm he caused him, so he deliberately poked it out in order to deal with himself.

This time, the Dao Academy Palace lost four elite inner court disciples at a time, and all of them were Zhongli Dan Master's alchemy apprentices, the impact was unimaginable, and the deaths of Lan Wuxin, Nalan Spider and other outer court disciples were not the same as before.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Xiao Shenjian sued Fengji Hall and led to the master of Fengji Hall, the 'black-faced Shura' Su Yingzong.

Li Qianxiang said before that someone reported it, and then they sent someone into the mountain to investigate, so it took a few days, so Xiao Shenjian should have returned a long time ago, and this matter has only fermented today, because Feng Jitang has been collecting evidence, otherwise, it would have broken out a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo's gaze couldn't help but fall to the woman in black at the top of the main hall, on the stone seat.

ps: First update.