The seven heads knew that Su Qing was a powerful immortal who lived in seclusion on Penglai Island.
Immortal, he must be powerful.
But there is no clear understanding of how powerful it is.
I did not witness the strangulation of the elites of the seven factions who came to provoke me. To wave their sleeves and send them to Qingzhou is beyond the concept of martial arts. No one can explain clearly the destruction of the top powerhouses led by the ancestors.
They respect, they fear, they are afraid...
But deep down in my heart, there is still a trace of doubt.
How powerful is the Lord of Penglai?
The situation in Qianzhou and Qingzhou is different. They have two completely different modes of thinking. Everything is justified with a big fist, and I am used to observing it from the perspective of martial arts. There are also legends of warriors ascending to the throne, and the understanding of immortals is entirely based on martial arts.
The power displayed by Su Qing has always been super-conceptual and at a level that cannot be understood.
But this time, they understood.
The iron sword slashed out a sword energy.
No sound is heard, no glow is seen. Ordinary, like a gentle breeze.
A few masters can achieve such sword energy, even those with lower cultivation levels can do it, or even do it better.
But no one can do the latter.
The sword energy flew very far and landed on another mountain peak.
Mountain peaks rise.
Like fallen leaves blown up by the wind, like seabirds crossing the water.
Gentle, natural, smart and not bulky at all.
Although it is a mountain.
The mountain peak was cut away by a sword.
The fracture is incredibly smooth, as flat as a mirror.
Including the broken peak that flew up, there was not even any soil or grass clippings scattered.
It's not that it's wrapped with magic power, but that it's not yet conscious of being beheaded.
It even makes people think that it can actually be re-glued and it will be absolutely perfect without being discovered.
Looking at the floating half of the mountain peak, the seven leaders could hardly breathe.
This is a form of power they can understand, but it is beyond their psychological capacity.
"Dream?"
I don’t know which one murmured, but everyone agreed from the bottom of their hearts.
As for the other people, they were even more stunned.
They did not see the immortal draw his sword, they only saw the mountain suddenly flying up.
The name Shuangtuoshan can become history.
No one realizes it yet, but this is actually just the beginning.
It’s not just a gift, it’s also about leaving a mark.
How can the immortal leave traces behind with one sword?
Su Qing held the sword with her right hand behind her back, and turned her left hand towards half of the floating mountain peak.
Banfeng was pulled and floated over.
"not good!"
"It's coming..."
Several people instinctively wanted to run, but stopped the next moment.
With sound.
The floating mountain peaks began to shatter.
It's not disintegration, it's regular decomposition.
Like a skilled craftsman, he wields his ax and chisel silently. Make that mountain the way it needs to be.
With a crashing sound, the broken mountain turned into a stone road in the air. One end extended from the broken peak and landed at Su Qing's feet.
Half of the peak is like a mirror, and the natural chasm leads to a clear path.
…
At the same time, in the southern part of Di Sheng Qian Continent, deep underground.
The magma is churning and the fire is burning. A stone platform floats on the magma, with a large cauldron placed in the middle. There was a hole directly under the cauldron, and hot flames came out of it. He licked the cauldron wantonly, burning the bottom red.
A mummified old man lay motionless next to the cauldron, his head hanging down as if he was dead. However, his nose was choking, but hot air flowed out from time to time, and he seemed to be breathing slowly.
Suddenly, the magma suddenly swelled, and a hoarse and low voice sounded.
"he came……"
The mummified old man's body shook but he didn't make any sound.
"Jiejiejiejie...what's this...I thought you would be happy." The hoarse voice burst into a strange laugh. "After all, your enemy is here, and you can take revenge."
"He is not my enemy..." The old man's voice was very weak, "My enemy is you..."
The hoarse voice laughed strangely again: "The human race is ungrateful. I gave you everything. Even Liejian Villa was given by me."
"That's because you lied to me, to all of us..." The old man raised his head, his mummy-like face was extremely ferocious, and his voice was filled with endless hatred.
"Trying me to draw a sword against him, so that Liejian Villa will be destroyed forever... No... you will make the entire Di Shengqian Continent be destroyed forever... You can't show it in front of others, hide in the darkness and plot. You are a wandering dead soul who cannot see the sky. The evil ghost of the sun... ugh..."
A splash of magma hit the old man like a whip.
"Don't be too presumptuous." The hoarse voice said, "I already have a new spokesperson, and your presence is no longer necessary. I saw how talented you are in alchemy, so I took action to save your life. If you always act like this, you don't know how to appreciate it. , you will be worse than death..."
The old man didn't speak anymore, but he was smiling, although it was ugly.
"Why are you laughing?" The hoarse voice was a little unhappy.
"As you said just now, he is here..." the old man said quietly, "I don't know what you want to do, and I don't understand your level. But I have seen you and I have seen him. I know, you I'm afraid. You keep me, not to use me to make elixirs, but..."
"That's enough!" The hoarse voice seemed a little angry. "You're just a human ant, what do you know? You are all ants..."
The magma became more and more restless, splashing like ocean waves. In the middle of the boiling heat wave flames, a blood-red eye loomed.
Shuangtuoshan.
"Huh?" Su Qingruo felt something and looked to the south.
The magma subsided instantly and the hoarse voice disappeared. Only the old man's weak laughter was left, echoing in the hot underground cave.
"Monster clan."
Su Qing pondered for a moment, then turned around and handed the sword back to Yan Zhen.
Yan Zhen subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but found that he couldn't pick it up.
The iron sword has spirituality.
Being used by immortals to cut down mountains, I don't want to be driven away by mortals again.
"Neglect." Su Qing threw up the sword and plunged it into the center of the broken peak. "If someone can pull out the sword in the future, he can go to Penglai to find an opportunity."
Only then did Yan Zhen react and quickly fell to his knees. "Thank you Immortal Lord for the gift. Everyone in the Beihai Sword Sect will definitely keep it in mind."
Several other heads also wanted to bow down, but Su Qing stopped them with a flick of his hand.
"You have another chance, so there is no need to bow here."
The six masters were overjoyed and their breathing became obviously rapid.
Cutting down a mountain with one sword leaves a mark on the immortal. As long as you can understand even a little bit, you will definitely benefit a lot.
Not to mention that the Beihai Sword Sect has a good foundation, even if it is completely poor. As long as there is this Half Peak Heavenly Road, how can the future be bad?
If someone pulls out the iron sword, the opportunity will be beyond the concept of martial arts.
They also have such an opportunity!
I was eager to return home and wanted to go back and see my sect. Now this urgency has reached its peak.
Su Qing didn't care about the feelings of these people, sensing what the sword just brought.
It's just an ordinary sword, nothing in itself.
What matters is that it leaves a mark.
A piece of the fog in Di Sheng Qian Continent has been dispersed.
In the sea of consciousness, a corner of Di Sheng Qian Continent has been opened. It's like a map full of fog, about one-seventh opened. When the spiritual consciousness is released, it can be explored very far.
After a few casual glances, Su Qing withdrew his consciousness.
You only want to explore if you can't see clearly, but it doesn't matter if you can see clearly. Just like when I was in Qingzhou in the Northern Territory, if I didn't have a feeling, I wouldn't observe other people's daily lives. Even the various things on Penglai Island are too lazy to pay attention to.
As for the will that I just noticed.
Don't pay too much attention to it either.
If they are maggots, they will be trampled to death; if they are ferocious beasts, they will be killed.
What you have decided to do will not change for any reason.
The sage plots, the emperor is powerful.
And I am a happy fairy, doing everything according to my heart and not God.
…
Shuangtuo Mountain has wonderful scenery, with half the peak being flat and stacks of stone stacks forming clouds. The mountains are magnificent and the weather is diverse. It is said that in ancient times, there were two peaks. One of them was cut off by the immortal's sword, and the remaining peak was used to build a road. It was called the Half Peak Heavenly Road.
"Travel to Qianzhou·Seven Wonders"
