In the southwest, the mountains are majestic, steep and tortuous, the valleys are deep and secluded, the water mist is swirling, the peaks are in the sky, the sea of clouds is surging, and the waves are long and magnificent. The mountains are majestic and undulating, the weather is vast and thousands, and the eyes can see it from afar, like a giant dragon resting soundly. Its name is Shu Mountain!

Dressed in white and snowy, with picturesque eyebrows, Li Wenqing is like a fairy who walked out of the painting, not stained with a trace of mortal dust, and the fairy nature is fully revealed.

The top of Shu Mountain!

Only by standing here can you look down on the world!

Li Wenqing likes this feeling of ignoring the common people, and even has a hint of fanaticism.

This place is a forbidden place in Shushan, and there are only two people who can come and go freely.

Shen Yuxian, who had white hair like snow, stood aside respectfully, standing in front of him as if he was an immortal Buddha, worthy of his worship!

However, this young man is indeed like an immortal Buddha, at least in Shen Yuxian's opinion!

He has been in charge of the Shushan Sword Sect for thousands of years, and he has never seen it, or even heard of it, among the previous ancestors of the Shushan Sword Sect, who can make the Shushan Lijiao Fundamental Purple and Green Double Swords show incredible throbbing. However, the boy in front of him did it.

From that moment on, Shen Yuxian decided to hand over the Shushan Sword Sect to this young man, however, this young man did not live up to his expectations.

The situation of Shushan having no master for thousands of years came to an abrupt end, and there were many famous elders in the Sword Sect who were not convinced, but these unsettling factors all disappeared on the same night, and as for where they went, no one knew, and no one wanted to know.

What the Shushan Sword Sect can know is that Shushan, which has been ownerless for thousands of years, finally has a master, although the age of this master is not as old as the year of its establishment.

Since then, Shushan, which has been silent for thousands of years, has risen again, and the banner waving in the wind is the white clothes of Shengxue that are constantly flying.

"After killing Yin Jiuyou, you dipped in blood and left a word, is it a demonstration to my cultivator?" Li Wenqing's mood was quite uncalm.

Shen Yuxian sighed: "This person is ruthless enough, cunning enough, and his mind is terrifying. But now it's just a demonstration, and it doesn't pose a threat to us!"

Li asked noncommittally, and said: "Don't you hear that raising tigers is a problem! The inheritor of the emperor's divinity, which one is a general! If he is given time to grow, Shushan is in danger!"

"Then I won't give him a chance to grow!" Shen Yuxian's eyes were cold, and he was full of anger.

Li Wenqing suddenly smiled, his handsome face was filled with a hint of fanaticism, and said: "I hope he grows up, the peak of this world is too lonely, and it is not bad to have an owner of the emperor's divinity as an enemy!"

Hearing this, Shen Yuxian's expression changed, and he hurriedly dissuaded, saying: "The master of the sect must not have this idea, with the divinity of the emperor, he will be the master of the world, and no one can resist!"

"I don't believe it!" Li Wenqing laughed lightly and said, "Others can't resist, I, Li Wenqing, want to give it a try!"

There is a kind of person who is naturally arrogant and has a heart higher than the sky, and Li Wenqing is exactly this kind of person. The emperor is invincible, this is a fixed number, he prefers to give the emperor time to grow, and kill him at the peak state.

It is also a way for him to break the destiny of heaven.

"Sect Leader!" Shen Yuxian completely changed color.

Li Wenqing raised his hand and shouted in an unquestionable tone: "I have made up my mind, don't say more!" Pass the order, the Shushan Sword Sect will give up the pursuit of Lin Qing, give him time to grow, I want to see how invincible the emperor is!"

No one can bear the anger of this young master, all those who have endured the anger have disappeared in this world without exception, even if Shen Yuxian has a thousand reluctances in his heart, he can only keep silent. The lonely bowed and retreated, and the old figure slowly disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"Are you determined to give him a chance to grow?" A voice that was almost like a sigh sounded faintly, and a figure slowly appeared, and in an instant the heavens and the earth lost their color.

Looking at the immortal and flawless man in front of him, even if he was as arrogant as Li interceded, there was inevitably a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

Ye Qingchen is too perfect, perfect is not as real, more delicate and elegant facial features than a woman, without a trace of fireworks, where he appears, the world will be discolored. This kind of person is born to be the absolute focus and will always shine brightly.

Extremely beautiful!

A man is crowned with the name of the country and the city, only Ye Qingchen will not look abrupt, and a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth is worth half of the country.

Ye Qingchen is a mystery, everything about him is a mystery. At the age of the weak crown, he killed the Nine Heavens Palace, a giant in the cultivation realm at that time, in one night, and there were 109,861 people in the Heavenly Palace, and none of them were alive. Since then, he has risen like the most brilliant meteor in the cultivation realm, wearing purple clothes, and there is also a terrifying magic pen in the cultivation realm.

Xiao Li Flying Knife!

In the past, this kind of powerful and mundane martial arts is now dominating the cultivation realm with the rise of Ye Qingchen.

Purple clothes, throwing knives.

The two lines that make cultivators avoid snakes and scorpions represent despair and death!

If you talk about the name of the murderer, Ye Qingchen is the second, and no one dares to be the first!

slaughtered the Nine Heavens Palace in one night, and the name of the purple-clothed killing god was like the sky.

"Why do you need to ask me, ask yourself!" Li Wenqing raised his eyebrows.

Ye Qingchen smiled elegantly, and his slender jade fingers, which were more delicate and delicate than women, gently knocked on them, and sighed: "You and I are the same kind of people!"

"It's a pity that you and I will have a battle in the end!" Li Wenqing's eyes were scorching, his fighting spirit surged, and he was flying in white clothes, and the whole person was like a peerless divine soldier out of the sheath, breathtaking.

Standing elegantly in the momentum of Sen Han, Ye Qingchen smiled unchanged and sighed: "Why do you have to fight for life and death, wouldn't it be happy to talk about wine!"

"Now that there are many heroes, you, me, Yi Shuihan, and the emperor Lin Qing will compete for superiority one day, and there can only be one master of the world!" Li Wenqing's expression was cold, and his eyes were like knives.

"Your ambition is too big!" Ye Qingchen was noncommittal, and walked away, leaving a slight sigh in the air that lasted for a long time.

"I won't show mercy in the next battle!"

Sheng Xue's white clothes were hunting, her hair was dancing, the top of Shu Mountain was misty, Li Wenqing looked up at the most shining star in the sky, and her eyes were surging with endless fanaticism.

"One day, I will be like you, for nine days!"

After destroying the Seven Evil Sects, Lin Qing's plan did not stop there, and after killing some disciples of the sect, he found out where the mountain gate of another sect was.

Now his cultivation is still weak, and he doesn't dare to look for the bad luck of the big sect, so he can only hunt down some small and medium-sized sects.

"Stinky boy, have you arrived! Uncle Ben is hungry!" the gluttonous beast that turned into a pug opened its mouth and drooled.

Lin Qing snorted angrily and said, "It's not far away, remember, don't let anyone go!"

"Yes, yes!" the gluttonous beast's eyes lit up.

The majestic and handsome mountains stretch for thousands of miles, among which the clouds and mist are ethereal, the streams are everywhere, and countless birds and animals inhabit. Flowers are blooming, the forest is lush, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

Bishan is a holy place of Taoism since ancient times, it is rumored that Lao Tzu, one of the saints of the Three Qing Dynasty, opened the furnace alchemy with this place, and then there are qi practitioners who hear the Tao in this place, and then feel the relics of the saints, take the top of the mountain Cuiyun Peak to open a sect, it is to hear the Taoist sect.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Dao Sect was among the super forces in the cultivation realm, but with a change in the sect, the courtyard was cold, the incense was sparse, and since then it has been in a slump, barely among the third-rate forces, and the miserable scene today is really different from the grandeur of 10,000 years ago, and it is not the same.

From the mouth of a disciple of the outer sect of the Wendao Sect, a piece of news came out, the head of the Wendao Sect, Yu Zhenzi, is a warrior general at the beginning of the cultivation, which is not much different from the Yin Nine Shadows, and the ten elders in the sect are all in the late stage of immortal warriors. There are 2,000 disciples, all of whom are mediocre people, and there are no rising stars. Although the strength of the Wendao Sect was considerable, it had never reached the point where Lin Qing knew that it would be difficult for him to retreat. There are big-mouthed divine beasts gluttonous, and it is only a matter of time before they kill Wen Daozong.

The mountain gate of Wendao Sect is majestic, built by a huge jade, and a big Dao character is shining, sprinkling heavy Taoist rhyme, full of vitality.

Staring at this Daozi, Lin Qing's heart suddenly jumped strangely, and a mysterious feeling surged into his heart, making his spirit fall into a trance.

Sudden mutation!

A sharp sword suddenly slashed at the head, and the roaring multicolored sword light swallowed the heavens and the earth, smashing Lin Qing's divine thoughts that stayed on the Dao character.

"Poof!" spurted out a mouthful of blood, Lin Qingru was hit hard, snorted, and fell to the ground with a pale face.

This Daozi is written by Wen Daozi, the patriarch of the Wendao Sect, in Dao rhyme, but it is actually a simple mountain protection array, and Lin Qing's mind was in a trance, and the Dao Yun that was left behind glimpsed the killing intent of Sen Han.

The killing intent was clear, and he was looking for revenge and going up the mountain, so he did not hesitate to launch an attack when he heard the spiritual attack left by Daozi, cutting a trace of Lin Qing's divine sense into powder.

His divine consciousness was shattered a little, Lin Qing's heart was traumatized, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with a hideous expression.

"Liwei is it, today I will destroy your sect!"

The sword qi was rolling like thunder, invincible, and surging towards the Dao character of Dou Da like a tide.

The Dao Yun is simple and leisurely, and the thousands of sword qi are like mud cows entering the sea, approaching the three feet range of the Dao character, all of which are violently twisted, and then collapse and dissipate.

"Stinky boy, come on, Uncle Ben! Get out of the way!" the gluttonous beast god snorted coldly, swinging his huge ass and arching Lin Qing to the side.

A fishy smell came to his face, Lin Qing almost gagged, and then his eyes went dark, and he was arched into the distance by a huge buttocks. A glimpse of the gluttonous beast's eyebrows fluttering suddenly made his teeth itch.

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar resounded through the mountain, and thousands of birds and beasts heard the fear, all of them crawled on the ground, whining and wailing.

The big mouth opened, and a condensed black light broke through the air, distorting the space violently, and the piercing cracking sound sounded, and the distorted space was visible to the naked eye with a faint crack.

The black light is sharply powerful, hitting the Taoist rhyme and the simple Taoist word, with a bang, the mountain gate built by the jade of the Taoist sect is broken into powder, and the jade chips are raised, under the reflection of the sun, such as thousands of meteors flashing, it is wonderful and gorgeous.

"Who dares to destroy my mountain gate?