Xuan refers to the mountain.
The immortal cultivators on the mountain all looked at Qin Luo. He was smiling, elegant and easy-going, and looked very kind. However, the thick-browed man and the tall and thin man were trembling when they saw him.
In the palace at the highest point of Xuanzhi Mountain, the sect leader Ye Xuanzhou is sitting high up. He is closing his eyes and concentrating. There are many strong men who form pills standing on both sides of the hall, among which four old masters are sitting on chairs. They are stronger.
A middle-aged man came to the hall and bowed: "Sect Master, the young Taoist priest from Longhu Temple came to visit. He is alone. Is it a welcome, or..."
"Suppress him!"
Ye Xuanzhou looked indifferent.
He didn't even open his eyes.
The strong men sent by Xuanzhi Mountain to Longhu Temple did not come back alive. Ye Xuanzhou has always held a grudge in his heart. Now that Qin Luo came to Xuanzhi Mountain, it was just a chance for him to regain his face.
Everyone in the main hall looked at each other.
They heard that the young Taoist priest was very powerful.
The old man in black robe sitting in the front row said solemnly: "Sect Master, the three elders are at Longhu Temple. This Longhu Temple is not easy to mess with. If we completely break up, if they come out in full force, can our Xuanzhi Mountain withstand it?" ?”
Ye Xuanzhou opened his eyes and said with a confident expression, "Second Elder, our Xuanzhi Mountain is impregnable. Not even a saint can break in, so don't worry."
The second elder continued: "The sect's informant reported that the young Taoist priest defeated Mu Baichuan of the Zhenbei Palace. He is a powerful Nascent Soul, and his strength should not be underestimated."
The old man sitting opposite him stood up. He was dressed in a black gold robe and exuded tyrannical pressure. The strong men around him had awe in their eyes. He looked at Ye Xuanzhou from above, "Sect Master, I go to suppress him."
"good!"
"Thank you, great elder."
Ye Xuanzhou nodded, his smile growing stronger.
Xu Kun is the great elder of Xuanzhi Mountain and a strong man who transforms into gods. Seeing that he was about to take action, all the strong men in the hall followed him, wanting to see him teach the young Taoist priests of Longhu Temple.
"Sect Master, don't you go and take a look?"
Ye Xuanzhou was still sitting high up. He closed his eyes again and sneered: "Haha, a young Taoist priest is not qualified for this sect leader to take another look."
Xu Kun came to the foot of the mountain.
He looked at Qin Luo standing on the top of the secular mountain.
There was a dim light in Xu Kun's eyes. He looked at Qin Luo and his expression gradually became serious, "His Taoism is restrained and his talent is extraordinary. It's not simple. I can't stay here for a long time!"
Seeing Xu Kun preparing to take action, Panlong stepped forward and said, "Great Elder, I don't think this young Taoist priest is very powerful, so let me go and suppress him."
Xu Kun looked at Panlong and reminded: "Okay, don't be brave, retreat immediately if there is danger."
He knew that Panlong was no match for the young Taoist priest. The reason why Xu Kun agreed to his attack was to see if he could force out some of Qin Luo's methods.
"Arrogant boy! How dare you go to Xuanzang Mountain to provoke! I will teach you a lesson today!"
Panlong left Xuanzhi Mountain, rushed to the top of the mountain where Qin Luo was, and soon arrived nearby.
Qin Luo sighed lightly. He had come all the way. He thought that Xuanzhishan would be polite first and then attack, but he didn't expect to take action directly.
Jinjiao bared his teeth at Panlong.
"Suffer death!"
Panlong used his magical power and threw a huge fireball in his hand, throwing it in the direction of Qin Luo.
Qin Luo raised his hand calmly and pointed at Panlong. The green grass around him was swaying slightly. Jinjiao could feel the breeze blowing over his body. It felt very comfortable.
The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and wisps of breeze wrap around Qin Luo's fingertips. He is like a calm eye of the storm, with the golden horn holding his thigh, afraid of being blown away by the strong wind.
When the fireball falls!
The strong wind surged out, and the huge fireball was blown back. Panlong was shocked when he saw this, and immediately propped up the barrier.
Boom!
The fire engulfed Panlong.
The immortal cultivators in Xuanzhi Mountain were shocked.
When the fire light dissipated, Panlong stood in ragged clothes in the air, his face was blackened, and the juniors on Xuanzhi Mountain were dumbfounded. They were the fifth elders who were in charge of the mountain-protecting formation.
Pan Long's eyes were complicated. He knew Qin Luo was very strong, but the immortal cultivators in Xuanzhi Mountain behind him were all watching him. If he escaped like this, he would lose all face.
"I was careless!"
Pan Long snorted coldly. He opened his mouth, and a flash of blood flew out of his mouth. It was his natal flying sword. It was warm and nourished in his body and nourished by flesh and blood. It was his strongest trump card.
Not far away, Qi Yun looked shocked, "Sacrificing his natal flying sword means that he will fight tooth and nail."
Just after the fight, Pan Long was forced to use his flying sword. Imagine the pressure Qin Luo brought to him.
The elders around him were worried about him. Xu Kun looked at Qin Luo and wanted to know how he would deal with it.
Pan Long activated his natal flying sword.
A bloody sword light slashed out, turning into a sword light hundreds of feet long, as if it was going to cut off the mountain where Qin Luo was.
Qin Luo's body glowed with golden light.
Golden light enveloped Qin Luo and Jin Jiao.
When the bloody sword light touched the golden light, it was annihilated and disappeared. Pan Long looked shocked. The strongest blow could not hurt Qin Luo at all. Could he be a monster?
The immortal cultivators on Xuazhi Mountain were all shocked that the young Taoist priest could ignore the attack of the powerful Nascent Soul!
"That's it?"
Qin Luo shook his head. He reached out and grasped the peach wood sword at his waist. Then he swung the sword towards Pan Long and released the golden sword light with a casual strike.
"Let's go!"
Xu Kun reminded loudly.
Just as Pan Long turned around to escape, the sword light slashed out from between his eyebrows. He watched the sword light slash towards the high Xuazhi Mountain.
Panlong split.
The golden sword light rushed towards Xuanzhi Mountain. Qi Yun immediately activated the mountain-protecting formation. Circles of golden light rose up, and finally formed a barrier covering Xuanzhi Mountain, like a golden exquisite tower.
The golden light hit the Linglong Tower, making a huge explosion and shaking the entire Xuazhi Mountain. The juniors turned pale with fright, even the deacons and elders looked shocked.
The mountain-protecting formation at Xuazhi Mountain would only be activated when life or death was critical. But now a young Taoist priest forced him to activate the mountain-protecting formation. One can imagine how embarrassed he felt.
In the palace at the highest point of Xuanzhi Mountain, Ye Xuanzhou opened his eyes. He clenched his fists and his pupils were bloodshot.
Xu Kun frowned, Pan Long was beheaded, but Qin Luo looked calm and did not reveal many tricks.
Qin Luo pointed his mahogany sword at a high place, his robes rolled around, and he said forcefully: "Let your sect master get out!"
"You're not qualified yet!"
Xu Kun walks in the air. When he lands, ripples appear in the space. "I'm here to meet you."
"It's the Great Elder!"
"Great! If the Great Elder takes action, he will definitely be able to suppress this arrogant Taoist priest!"
The junior from Xuanzhishan said excitedly.
They knew that the Great Elder was a powerful person who transformed into gods, and he was one of only a handful of people in Yanbei County.
"please!"
Qin Luo smiled and stretched out his hand.
Xu Kun looked at Qin Luo's smiling face and felt it was contempt and insult, "Haha, you won't be able to laugh anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge figure appeared behind Xu Kun, like a roc. When it spread its wings, the sunset was obscured, carrying a terrifying pressure.
This is the magical power used by Xu Kun.
The roc bird rushed towards Qin Luo, causing strong winds, flying sand and rolling rocks on the ground, and breaking trees.
Qin Luo held the peach wood sword.
Around him was the howling wind.
On the top of the mountain, wind gathered towards Qin Luo from all directions. When he waved his sword, the strong wind turned into a huge wind dragon.
The roar of the dragon echoed through the sky.
A huge wind dragon rises from the ground.
The immortal cultivators on Xuanzhi Mountain felt their scalps go numb.
The wind dragon grabbed the roc and tore it into pieces in an instant, then pounced on Xu Kun. Seeing this, the latter slapped out a palm, and the golden handprints fell like a mountain.
The golden handprint fell on the wind dragon and smashed it into pieces with one palm. Xu Kun sneered: "That's all!"
"Yeah?"
Qin Luo smiled slightly.
Xu Kun saw a strand of white hair broken, sword marks on the black gold robe, blood marks on the back of his hands, and the sound of wind rang in his ears, mixed with dragon roars.
"not good!"
Xu Kun sensed the danger.
When the wind dragon shattered, it turned into countless sword blades. When Xu Kun understood, countless sword marks instantly appeared on his body, and his purple gold robe, which was extremely defensive, was scratched.
In an instant, he was struck by countless sword blades, and Xu Kun was in agony, accompanied by wails of pain.
Seeing this scene, the juniors on Xuanzhi Mountain couldn't help but tremble in their legs, while the elders looked horrified.
Xu Kun clenched his fists and shouted loudly. His body suddenly exploded, and tyrannical energy swept away.
Qin Luo saw a golden light rushing towards Xuanzhi Mountain, and he knew that Xu Kun wanted to blow himself up and escape.
"Go ahead and kill evil!"
The Taomu sword flew into the air with a swishing sound, catching up with Xu Kun's Nascent Soul in the blink of an eye, and pierced through it with one sword.
When the Nascent Soul was shattered, there was still a ray of golden fire that continued to escape. Qin Luo frowned slightly, "Not dead yet?"
Jade Perry, the purple-haired fairy reminded: "A strong person who transforms into a god will not die if his soul is not destroyed."
"Thunder!"
Qin Luo summoned a thunderbolt.
The lightning fell and swallowed up the ray of fire.
The air was suddenly quiet.
The entire Xuanzhi Mountain was as silent as a cicada.
The last ray of sunlight fell on Qin Luo, and Xuanzhi Mountain was shrouded in darkness. Qin Luo looked at Xuanzhi Mountain, still smiling, and said softly: "Am I qualified now?"
