The underground square of the Wanbao Conference was crowded with cultivators selling replacement magic weapons and spiritual objects, but in one corner, hundreds of monks gathered here, and all eyes fell on the handsome young man.

"Whose disciple is this, at such a young age, he has cultivated to the peak of Yuanying, could it be that his qualifications can be compared to the little immortal king?"

"Hehe, Daoyou may not know, this little friend is amazing, his combat power is against the sky, he has tried a sword with Yang Chong and Feng Jian before, regardless of victory or defeat, he can be called the dragon and phoenix among people, a genius who has not been met in a thousand years. An informed monk explained.

"So what, after all, he has not crossed the Tribulation and transformed into a god, and his divine thoughts are not as strong as the three little immortal kings, I guess he can resist two breaths at most, and he can't bear it. ”

"That's not necessarily, maybe it's possible to ...... three breaths"

One, two, three......

When the time exceeded three breaths, everyone was surprised, even Yang Chong and the others had solemn eyes, staring at Niu Er without blinking, and there was a strange essence that passed by, and they were secretly shocked in their hearts.

"Ten breaths, more than ten breaths. Someone whispered, causing an uproar.

"Brother Niu is really very human, Luo Mou sighed to himself. ”

Luo Qingyang smiled bitterly, a pair of sharp eyes, took a deep look, and realized that the previous attention to Niu Er was still much lighter, and with this powerful divine thought alone, it had already surpassed them a lot.

Feiyun Saintess's eyes were as bright as water, and for the first time, she stared at Niu Er's eyebrows, and she didn't see a trace of anything unusual, which made her can't help but get excited, and her hands were clenched tightly, maybe the secret that had been buried for decades could finally be understood.

Could this be the person she's been waiting for?

Withstanding one peerless sword qi after another, Niu Er's face remained unchanged, and he stepped forward, walking towards the depths of the world in the painting step by step, until he saw the bright sword light that was as blazing as the sun.

A powerful cloud of sword aura. Radiating immeasurable divine light, each wisp has a different sword meaning, such as the warm and warm spring breeze sword, the blazing and sunny fire sword, the autumn frost sword that withers all things, the cold winter killing sword that extinguishes a qiē vitality, the domineering emperor sword qi, and the terrifying killing sword.

Every wisp of sword qi has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and among these sword qi, a man in Xuanyi stands proudly. Frowning and thinking hard, the long sword in his hand unconsciously swayed, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

It's just that when Niu Er saw his face clearly, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he was shocked, like a thunderbolt falling on a sunny day, and he was shocked. The calm mind turned over the monstrous waves, the shock was incomprehensible, and the irrepressible passion burned in the bottom of the heart, and the ordinary face was so familiar and strange.

Although there was a quick glimpse of the year. But he has a deep memory, especially the sword that he cut off his feelings and thoughts, which can break thousands of ways, and is the most powerful swordsmanship. The mysteries are unpredictable, making it difficult for him to perform them so far.

How is this possible? Could it be that there is really reincarnation in this world, or that the underworld has never disappeared. Or is there other special power in this heaven and earth that can reincarnate people?

And why did the Gu Immortals, who had disappeared in ancient times, appear in her dreams?

For a while, Niu Er's thoughts were confused, but he suddenly understood what kind of swordsmanship the man in the painting was creating, which was clearly the predecessor of the battle word trick and the initial stage of the condensation of ten thousand swordsmanship.

A moment later, the mass of sword light suddenly exploded, the chaotic sword pierced through the air, and the powerful sword qi was like a divine sword that opened the world, piercing the void with each slash, cutting the sky, and the entire desolate land was torn apart, and everything was shattered.

The Yin and Yang Sword Diagram was smashed, the Red Dragon Yuan Shen couldn't resist at all, and was torn into countless divine thoughts, Niu Erqiang endured the severe pain, and gathered the wisps of divine thoughts and withdrew from the picture scroll, wrinkled between his brows, and only after half a ring, it was slightly relieved.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a pair of bright eyes were like spring water, staring at himself tightly, his white skin was as crystal as jade, and his beautiful face was like a blooming flower, which was lovely, and he was less than a foot away in front of him, and the fragrant heat of his breath was spit on his face, which startled him.

"Three...... Princess?" Niu Er was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back before he stood firmly, his little heart beating and his blood rolling.

"You are so picturesque that you have twenty-three breaths, longer than the three little immortal kings who have stayed, you can't move, and this palace still thinks you are asleep. ”

The third princess laughed, the smoke and waves flowed, charming, glamorous and moving, her beautiful eyes stared at Niu Er up and down, this young man gave him too many surprises.

"Hehe, let the third princess wait for a long time, Niu Mou's mind was a little strange, so he stayed for a while. Niu Er sneered.

"Brother Niu, for so long, far beyond us, have you found any differences?"

Luo Qingyang was looking forward to it, with Niu Er's cultivation, he could support twenty-three breaths in the world in the painting, although everyone had their own unique secret method, but it was still too shocking, and everyone wanted to know what he saw in it.

Niu Er nodded, his eyes fell on the Feiyun Holy Maiden, frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "I was in it, and I saw the sword qi in the sky, and there was a person who practiced swords. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, Yang Chong's eyes narrowed slightly, a fine light flashed like lightning, and the sealed sword definitely showed excitement, and the pupils were like two divine swords shooting out, and the bright light was a little terrifying.

The body of the Feiyun Holy Maiden trembled slightly, a glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, and the delicate face was reflected in the dark pupils, she was extremely expectant, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and she asked, "Brother Niu, have you ever seen the true face of that person?"

"I ......"

Niu Er was about to speak, but he was suddenly stunned, his mind was blank, and he remembered a blurred face and a black long sword, and he wanted to see that person clearly, but he couldn't anymore.

Looking at the Feiyun Priestess in surprise, his heart was shocked, as if a strange power erased the person's face from his mind, and it seemed that after thousands of years, the original familiar appearance gradually passed away, and it was difficult to recall.

"I've seen it, but ...... Why is it so hard to remember?"

For a while, everyone looked at Niu Er, but he frowned and said nothing, as if he was contemplative, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but think about what the reason was.

"I'm sorry everyone, the appearance of that senior, I forgot about it. ”

Niu Er said with a wry smile: "I only remember a supreme sword path cultivator, who saw thousands of sword rays in a wave, and every wisp of sword qi had its own unique immortal rules, as for the appearance of that senior, it was blurry and difficult to identify." ”

"I'm afraid Niu Daoyou hasn't entered the picture scroll, but grandstanding, deliberately created an illusion, and fabricated a trumped-up character, but now he has been recognized by the saint, what else do you have to say?"

The cold voice came, and Wu Long's majestic body stood in the crowd, proudly raising his head, squinting at Niu Er, the sarcasm in his eyes was undisguised, and he said loudly, as if questioning.

Luo believes that Brother Niu has not lied, otherwise he would casually make up a person's appearance to be extremely simple, so why fake it. Luo Qingyang said lightly.

Many people nodded, feeling that what they said was reasonable, and some people firmly believed that what Wu Long said was good, Niu Er was obviously deceiving everyone, trying to gain the favor of the saintess, and had bad intentions.

At this time, in another corner, Yang Ziyan opened her teeth and claws, and was violent, like an angry little wild cat, staring at Niu Er's figure with hatred, and said: "Sixth uncle, it's this hateful guy, you must help me suppress him later, I will use the Tangram Exquisite Tower to open his ass flowers." ”

Beside her, a middle-aged man smiled, stared at Niu Er curiously, and said, "If I can make the little princess of Taiyi Sword Sect angry, I naturally want to teach this kid a lesson, but I don't need to make a move, someone has to clean him up." ”

At this moment, an old voice came, the oppressive aura was surging like the sea, and the coercion was surging like a huge wave, as if an ancient beast was attacking, and many monks were pressed backwards, frightened and frightened.

"Hehe, this little friend, everyone has a love for beauty, but in order to get close to the saint, he deceived many channels, but it was a trick, not bright enough, so far I still want to quibble?"

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, as if the thunder vibrated in the sky, a monk at the peak of the body came slowly, looking like a sixtieth year, but the qi and blood around his body were extremely vigorous, like a fierce beast exuding a cold breath, cold into the heart.

"It's him, the warrior king is here. Someone exclaimed in a low voice, as if the identity of the person who came was very unusual.

"Wulong's uncle, that legendary martial artist, that supreme master who can fight across the border?Wushou - the king of martial arts!"

"Shhhh ”

Many monks gave way one after another, and some well-known Yuanying monks turned even pale, and hurriedly retreated, for fear of being contaminated with him, even Yang Chong and Feng Jianjue, the three little immortal kings, also frowned slightly, and their eyes flashed with jealousy.

Niu Er frowned slightly, glanced at the proud Wu Long, his eyes fell on the old man, and the cold light in his eyes shocked him.

This person is not a good person. (To be continued......)