The heroic man glanced at the bloody hole on his shoulder. There were still traces of sword intent left, which made him feel cold all over.
With just one strike of the sword, he was completely defeated.
He really couldn't understand why he lost so miserably in the swordsmanship contest when his cultivation still had an absolute advantage.
The most horrifying thing is that Su Chen's calm look clearly means he hasn't used all his strength yet.
But just a casual stab made him feel overwhelming terror.
"How is it? Now I can enter this door."
Su Chen put away his sword and said slowly.
"Excuse me, Ye Liang, thank you for keeping your hand, please!"
The heroic man named Ye Liang stood up straight and solemnly held his fists before making a gesture of invitation.
He was completely convinced.
And he had no doubt that if Su Chen had even a hint of murderous intention just now, he would never be alive.
Su Chen's power made him feel unfathomable.
"Ye Liang."
Su Chen nodded, then strode over: "Lead the way."
Although it was a bit unpleasant just now, overall, this Ye Liang left a good impression on Su Chen.
Ye Liang is proud and arrogant. He does have capital. The most important thing is that he is straightforward and willing to admit defeat. He is a pure swordsman.
It can be seen from this that Wuji Holy Land’s education for its disciples is still very good.
Buzz!
The formation is opened, and after entering the mountain gate, the beautiful mountains, rivers, pavilions and pavilions first come into view, and the surroundings are filled with spiritual energy that turns into mist, which is ethereal and mysterious, like a fairyland outside the world.
The location of the Holy Land Mountain Gate must be a beautiful and beautiful place in Zhongtiandi.
At this point, Wuji Holy Land is no worse than others.
The only thing that surprised Su Chen was that the mountain gate was still filled with a strong evil spirit, which was everywhere and made him feel a little familiar.
Moreover, the mountain gate was a little too open. After walking for a long distance, Su Chen didn't see a single person.
"Brother Su must have heard about the current situation of our Wuji Holy Land. This Heavenly Selection Conference has only recruited more than a thousand people, so it will naturally not be lively."
Ye Liang noticed Su Chen's doubts and took the initiative to explain.
In addition to the small number of people, the resources of Wuji Holy Land are also insufficient, so the disciples can only spend double the time to practice hard, and there is no leisure to hang around all day.
"Quiet, ethereal, pretty good."
Su Chen nodded, quite satisfied with the environment of Wuji Holy Land.
Soon after, they came to a stop in front of the largest mountain peak in the middle of the mountain gate.
This is the real Doushen Mountain. It is said that the divine blood still remains, exuding traces of divine energy.
And around Doushen Mountain, there is a vast river of spiritual energy surrounding it, with runes flickering and divine chains of order looming, containing an extremely strong aura of law, which isolates the universe and prevents strangers from entering.
"Great Emperor's Formation?"
Su Chen was a little surprised. Didn't it mean that no great emperor had ever been born in the history of Wuji Holy Land?
But after taking a closer look, Su Chen found something was wrong.
Although the law aura in the spiritual energy river is rich, it also appears to be extremely mixed and chaotic. It is obviously not from the hands of the same person, but more like the intertwined combination of the powers of the quasi-emperors of the past generations, barely reaching the level of the Great Emperor's formation pattern.
"Brother Su, this is a restricted area. Only saints can enter. I can only send Brother Su here."
At this time, Ye Liang suddenly clasped his fists and said.
"Well, thanks."
Su Chen nodded, but felt a little confused.
Along the way, there was nothing out of the ordinary in the entire Wuji Holy Land, except that Dou Shen Mountain was extremely tightly sealed, and there must be some unknown secret hidden in it.
"By the way, Brother Su, may I ask what kind of swordsmanship you used just now?"
In the end, Ye Liang still couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and asked, wanting to lose clearly.
"Dahuang Sword Way."
Su Chen didn't hide it.
"Dahuang Kendo?"
Ye Liang frowned, suddenly his heart was shaken, and he muttered: "Is the legend true?"
Just when he was still about to ask further questions, a brilliant holy light suddenly bloomed in the long river of spiritual energy in front of him, filled with a majestic and majestic sword intent, which made people dare not look at it.
Ye Liang lowered his head directly and tugged on Su Chen's sleeves. He was obviously in awe of the saint.
But Su Chen was indifferent.
Although the sword intention is strong, it has not yet reached the level of a sword master. Like him, the sword heart is at the level of transparency and perfection. The most important thing is that he has the habit of bowing his head when he does not see anyone.
"Brother Su, Saint Feiyu is the only saint in our sect today. He manages the daily affairs of the Holy Land on behalf of the Holy Master. He has full power and must not be provoked."
Ye Liang also reminded.
"only?"
Su Chen was speechless. He never expected that the Wuji Holy Land would not fall to this level.
A saint is incomparable to the holy sects of the three major domains, and even some of the top powers in the Northern Wilderness.
Feiyu Sage came through the air, with fluttering clothes and long hair tied high, giving people a sense of grace and dignity, without anger or authority.
But in addition to the majesty, Su Chen also saw that there was always a trace of sadness in the other person's eyebrows.
"The heart of the sword is bright and perfect!"
Sage Feiyu saw Su Chen's level of swordsmanship at a glance, and then nodded and said, "Go back, Su Chen will come with me."
Ye Liang was granted amnesty and left with a fist in his arms.
At the same time, a ray of holy light swept up Su Chen and entered Doushen Mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there is a house and a tree, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the sea is at your feet.
"Master, bring Su Chen."
Feiyu Saint said respectfully towards the room.
"Um."
After a while, a vicissitudes of voice came from the house, it was Holy Lord Wuji.
Hearing this, Saint Feiyu left in a wise manner, leaving Su Chen standing under the tree, facing the room.
"You are indeed here."
Holy Lord Wuji spoke, his tone was tired and slow, but he had no intention of inviting Su Chen into the room.
"The Holy Lord seems to trust me very much."
Su Chen knew the current state of Holy Lord Wuji, so he sat down directly on the ground.
"I'm not sure whether you can be blessed by the immortal medicine, but I'm sure that if you recover, you will definitely come as promised."
The Way of the Infinite Holy Lord.
In fact, with only his soul left, he has been searching for the elixir of immortality all over the world, but unfortunately he does not have the opportunity.
The fact that Su Chen could find and recover him was beyond his expectation, and he became even more convinced that he had seen the right person.
"Why is the Holy Lord so sure? Is it just because I keep my word?"
Su Chen said with a smile.
"More than that, the most important thing is that Wuji Holy Land is the most suitable for you, bar none!"
Holy Lord Wuji said with determination.
This surprised Su Chen.
He decided to come to Wuji Holy Land, apart from being grateful to Holy Master Wuji for telling him where the elixir of immortality was, it was also just for a seat in the Holy Ruins.
But now looking at the meaning of Holy Lord Wuji's words, it seems that it is far more than that simple.
