Start from covering the sky and become invincible

Chapter 255 Tragedy caused by a hair

"You're here." An old voice sounded in Zhou Qing's ears.

In his eyes, the old man in the small wine shop was looking at him kindly, and he also knew that this voice was the voice transmitted to him by the old man.

"Senior is the old master of Qishi Mansion several generations ago, right?" Zhou Qing asked directly without any surprise in his eyes.

"Ahem, in a few years, your cultivation will surpass mine. There is no need to mention the name of your senior. I didn't expect you to come to a place like Qishi Mansion." The old man looked like he was sixty or seventy years old. His hair is sparse and gray, and he doesn't look like a peerless master at all.

But in Qishi Mansion, the only one who could be called senior by Zhou Qing was this old man.

There have long been rumors in the world that the master of Qishi Mansion several generations ago was an old saint who lived in seclusion. However, few people knew the authenticity of this rumor and just regarded it as a false legend. Zhou Qing Today I really met this old saint.

This old man has survived several generations of palace masters. Not many people in the world know that he is still alive, but Zhou Qing has a God's perspective and has always known that this old man is still alive.

And now, the main reason why he sent a Taoist body to Qishi Mansion was to communicate with him what the future of the human race should be like when the Taikoo Clan is born in the future, and what should happen to these geniuses. This is what Zhou Qing said this time The most important thing to come to Qishi Mansion.

"Senior, there is no need to be humble. You were an ancient saint thousands of years ago. However, you have not been walking in the same place these years. You can already be called the king among saints." Zhou Qing said.

"Back then, Wu Shi, like You, did not become a disciple of Qishi Mansion. He also became a saint at a young age. It was not until Beidou became a saint that he embarked on this ancient path. Now you are also going to embark on this ancient path. Are you on your way?" The old palace master sighed with emotion.

The two recent great emperors, whether Wu Shi or Qing Emperor, are not disciples of Qishi Mansion. They borrowed the road from here and then entered the Starry Sky Ancient Road. This made the seniors of Qishi Mansion feel very sad. strangeness.

One of the meanings of the existence of their Qishi Mansion is to teach the Beidou Tianjiao. Once it opens in ten thousand years, the strongest Tianjiao will be sent on the ancient road to compete with the heroes of the universe to achieve the ultimate goal of becoming a great emperor. !

But the two recent emperors were not trained by them, which made the seniors of Qishi Mansion feel extremely embarrassed, as if they were explaining that only by not becoming disciples of Qishi Mansion could they achieve enlightenment.

And now another equally amazing person has come, and it seems that he will follow the same path as these two great emperors, which makes the old palace master extremely emotional.

"No, I don't want to take this path now. I'm just here to take the two geniuses of my Zhou family back for a while, and then communicate with you, senior, about some things about the Taikoo clan." Zhou Qing denied the old palace master's suggestion. guess.

At this time, Zhou Qing had been standing in front of the mountain gate of Qishi Mansion for a while, and many people in Qishi Mansion had seen him.

"How could it be that he actually came to Qishi Mansion?" A man's pupils shrank and he spotted Zhou Qing's figure.

This man is as powerful as jade and as bright as the sun. There is a layer of golden brilliance flowing on the surface of his body, giving people an otherworldly feeling.

Even though he was extremely low-key when he was in Qishi Mansion, he still attracted a lot of people's attention. He was known as a strong man in the Eastern Barren who could compete with any genius for the second place in the Eastern Barren.

"What's going on with Holy Son Yaoguang? Why are you standing still?" Some people who paid attention to this man were confused. Then they followed Holy Son Yaoguang's gaze and were shocked in their hearts. They were also stunned on the spot. .

"No way. Could this person's image be that of the God Lord of Donghuang who came to Qishi Mansion?" Someone took out a portrait and compared it with Zhou Qing's appearance.

Before coming to Qishi Mansion, the leader of the great religion he was in gave this to him. He solemnly explained to him that if he met this person in Qishi Mansion, he must not conflict with him, otherwise even the leader would be in trouble. It might not be possible to save him.

However, it has been several months since he came to Qishi Mansion, and he has never seen this person, so he has forgotten the portrait. Now he took out the portrait again and compared it, and his heart immediately started beating, because, The person in front of me is exactly the same as the person in the portrait!

Zhou Qing exchanged a few words with the old master of the palace through sound transmission. In less than a minute, his figure had already attracted the attention of many people.

Because he is so different, compared to the immature geniuses next to him, he is like an immortal king. Even in the vast sea of ​​countless geniuses, people can't help but want to worship him.

Zhou Qing took a step forward and walked into Qishi's Mansion, watching everything in Qishi's Mansion.

The Saint Son-level powerhouses standing in front of the mountain gate felt inexplicably flustered when they saw him approaching, and consciously gave up their positions, allowing him to walk in without any hindrance.

Some of these people come from beautiful places, wearing soft silk-like brocade clothes, and look like handsome young men. Some of them come from poor mountains and rivers, holding maces and big sticks, wearing animal skin clothes. They are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they dare not stop Zhou Qing. road.

"Is this the God Lord of the East Wasteland whom Ye Zi admires? Today, I saw that he is really invincible. Is there really anyone in this world who can rival him?" This barbarian from the poor mountains and rivers showed a look of astonishment. He was surprised by what Wang Teng had done not long ago. Shouting, he originally thought there would be a peak battle, but now he showed deep doubts.

The environment of Qishi Mansion is very good. Along the way, he saw orchids taking root on the stone peaks, old dragons playing in the deep pools, Luan birds flying outside the jade house of Qiong Tower, and ancient unicorns lying alone in front of the stone platform.

The rocky mountains are undulating, the beautiful peaks are spread out, and the dragon energy of the earth is rising. Every outstanding disciple can have a mountain as a retreat place.

Along the roadside, there are teahouses... and small wine shops, built against the mountains. There are disciples of Qishi Mansion sitting in those buildings, talking about the situation in the world.

"Tell me, can Wang Teng be called the best in the world now? Will there be anyone who can rival him in the future?"

"Well, for now, it is indeed difficult to defeat Wang Teng, but he cannot be called the absolute number one. You have forgotten that on the second day of the founding of the mansion, there was a monster-like figure who was killed with one slap. He acquired a king's body without much effort at all, and now his identity has been revealed, and he turned out to be the emperor from nine thousand years ago. I think it is difficult to judge who is the best between the two of them."

"Not only that, but a monster also came to Nanling. Some people said that they saw him going through the great tribulation in Nanling as early as two or three years ago."

"You are all talking about those who can fight Wang Teng now. Have you forgotten the Holy Body of Donghuang? Once he becomes the Holy Lord and reaches the peak of power, Wang Teng may not be able to defeat him, right?"

The disciples of Qishi Mansion had various opinions, and they all said who they thought was the best candidate in the world. Some people judged them based on their current combat prowess, while others judged them based on their future potential. Each had their own reasons.

Because it is too easy to get stuck in the state of Zhan Dao. No matter how great the advantage of previous practice is, it may be overtaken by those who come after. Therefore, even if some people are not in a high state now, such as the Holy Body, Fluctuating Light, and Xiantian Although they are still poor, they are still optimistic about their future.

Just when the discussion was at its peak, someone saw Zhou Qing walking over, their eyes widened and they stayed where they were.

"What are you doing? Why are you suddenly quiet?" The person next to you was very curious.

"The Lord of God is coming to Qishi Mansion!" Suddenly, the man yelled, startling everyone present.

"What are you yelling about? Who cares if you come or not? What does it matter to us?" After being startled, one person became angry and blurted out without thinking at all.

No one responded to him, everyone was staring at Zhou Qing in shock as he walked through the path in Qishi Mansion.

Zhou Qing marveled at the terrain of Qishi Mansion while not paying attention to the expressions of the people around him.

"This kind of terrain is really a sacred land, and the dragon veins underground are really amazing. If we can artificially create this kind of terrain in Lingzhou, why worry about the Zhou family not being prosperous?"

In his eyes, purple energy rose from every mountain peak in the area where Qishi Mansion was located, submerging the mountains, like thousands of dragons crossing the sky.

It can be said that no matter which mountain it is, the cultivation environment is unimaginable by others, and it is enough to be used as a holy place for cultivation of a great religion, the kind that only powerful people are qualified to enjoy.

And here in Qishi Mansion, even a disciple of the Dragon Transformation Realm can practice in this environment all the time. This place is really suitable for most geniuses, especially those who have no power, practice alone, and still become the Holy Son. For a genius who is a super powerful person, coming here to Qishi Mansion will definitely bring huge benefits.

"However, Ye Fan and Pang Bo don't need to practice here. Now the practice environment in the Zhou Family Divine City is much stronger than a mountain here. With the holy power of the sun from the Fuso Sacred Tree, they can't practice their spiritual power in the Immortal Realm. It will be slower than me back then, and it will be able to grow into a powerful person quickly within a few years." Zhou Qing thought.

"Brother, big brother, the God Lord is really here!" In Wang Teng's cave, Wang Chong rushed in again, almost shouting at the top of his voice, and he was extremely excited.

"Okay! I didn't expect that he actually came to challenge me. Hahaha, today I will take revenge and let him taste the feeling of defeat!"

Wang Teng laughed loudly, took a step out of the cave, soared into the sky, and shot straight into the sky. For a moment, a brilliant golden light pillar appeared between the sky and the earth. It is difficult for people to face it.

In his opinion, Zhou Qing must have heard about the fight he had made some time ago, and this time he came to Qishi Mansion specifically for him.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be so eager to challenge me. It seems that you are also panicking. You are worried that your invincible record will be broken by me. You are unwilling to give me more time to practice for fear that I will surpass you!" Wang Teng sneered inwardly! road.

He imagined a picture in his mind. Zhou Qing was practicing painstakingly in a small, dark room, trying to break through the Zhandao level. However, eight years had passed, and he failed again and again, making him more and more anxious.

It wasn't until he wrote a letter of challenge to Zhou Qing some time ago that Zhou Qing suddenly became nervous in the small black room. He was afraid that he would kill him faster, so he quickly came to Qishi Mansion, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to still be at the same level. Fight and try to defeat him again.

Thinking of this picture, Wang Teng couldn't help but sneer again, feeling that he had seen through the truth.

Wang Teng's momentum filled the world, getting stronger and stronger, as if a heavenly emperor had descended, with brilliant brilliance and surging blood, attracting everyone's attention at once.

"That's Wang Teng! He actually came out of seclusion!" someone exclaimed.

"Is this battle really coming? God vs. Beidi, the most pinnacle battle in the world is about to come!" Some people are excited, as if they have seen the coming of a golden age.

In his opinion, this battle will be extremely exciting, lasting for several days and nights, and will become the beginning of this golden world!

On a mountain peak, there is a man looming, disappearing in the void, like a demon god.

This is the Southern Demon Qi Lin, with an imposing manner, thick black hair, and deep eyes: "In three or four years, I may not be able to fight you."

Qi Lin looked at Wang Teng who was venting his momentum wantonly and felt dissatisfied, but he had to admit that he was still four or five small realms behind Wang Teng.

However, he is also extremely confident, believing that if he were to fight at the same level, he would not be weaker than anyone else, the only difference would be time.

In another mountain peak, Zhonghuang, who was in retreat, opened his eyes and showed a look of surprise: "I thought that I would be the first to fight against the current Beidi in the future. After all, with this kind of cultivation, I am in Qishi." I haven't seen it on anyone else in the mansion, but now someone can make this Wang Teng so solemn, I'm very curious, it's worth going out and taking a look."

In the outside world, the majestic figure of the Central Emperor appeared in the sky, like the resurrection of the ancient Holy Emperor. He was extremely majestic, but also upright and peaceful. He had both the virtue of a saint and the majesty of an emperor.

"The Emperor! He's here too. Sure enough, this is the most powerful battle in the world. Even the Emperor was alarmed." When people discovered the Emperor's figure, they immediately exclaimed.

Everyone is looking forward to this battle. Looking at Wang Teng, who is so powerful that his brilliance floods the world, and Zhou Qing, who is standing there and seems to take this battle seriously, everyone's mood is like a turbulent ocean tide, ups and downs, nervous and expectant. .

Zhou Qing looked at Wang Teng with a dull expression, as if he were looking at a naughty child who always wanted to make trouble and deserved to be beaten.

"Zhou Qing, today I am going to show you what kind of hell I have gone through in the past ten years in order to defeat you!" Wang Teng's expression was extremely ferocious.

A black battle ax symbol suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, emitting a faint light, and there was a hell-like scene in it.

Among them was Wang Teng. He was walking on a road paved with blood, his clothes were torn, and his body was torn with blood marks.

Not long after, a figure appeared on the road ahead and fought fiercely with him, beating him until he was seriously injured and dying.

"That was a terrible enemy that Emperor Luan Gu had experienced. For more than ten years, I have fought against these enemies one after another. If it weren't for the time limit for each of their appearances, I would have died hundreds of times. In this hellish world Every day, the only belief that keeps me alive is revenge!"

Wang Teng said in a low voice, his voice hoarse, like a beast roaring.

He didn't like to tell these stories because they had been stored in his heart for too long and they had to be released.

Wang Teng roared and finally took action. Without any scruples, he struck a peak blow in the Qishi Mansion.

"My little friend, this is the battle you started. Don't let my place be affected. I can't bear it. I can't bear it." The old palace master's voice reminded him in his ears.

"Don't worry, Wang Teng is really like a child with a really stubborn temper. Just give him a beating and he'll be fine," Zhou Qing replied.

A glistening black hair fell from his hair. He opened his mouth and blew, and suddenly a strong wind surged between the sky and the earth, and the big trees thousands of miles around were "rustling" non-stop.

Wang Teng squeezed the Emperor's Seal with his hand, as if the ancient emperor was resurrected, with unparalleled power. Everyone thought that this would be the most domineering and unparalleled blow.

"call"

A strand of hair blew in the strong wind and fell on him.

Wang Teng's confident expression suddenly changed. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

Because the next moment, his body was hit and flew out, smashing into the sky, and a mouthful of blood spilled in the sky.

He felt that this strand of hair was countless times heavier than a mountain, and he couldn't catch it at all!

The sound of cracking and cracking bones sounded, and everyone watching the battle was shocked.

"What's going on? Wang Teng, the strongest genius at present, was defeated by a hair?"