Start from covering the sky and become invincible

Chapter 256 The worldview of the disciples of Qishi Mansion is shattered

Qishi Mansion is the most peculiar existence in Zhongzhou. It is neither a great sect nor an ancient country. Most of the time, Qishi Mansion is sparsely populated. Only once every 10,000 years, Qishi Mansion becomes lively when it recruits disciples from the five regions of the world. .

In the past dynasties, the disciples of Qishi Mansion were no more than 800 at most, and only 500 at the lowest. This generation is considered a relatively strong generation, with a total of 722 people becoming disciples of Qishi Mansion.

As for why there are two more people than in the original time, of course it is because there are two more people, Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

Each of these seven hundred and twenty-two people is a top figure among the younger generation. To say they are saint-son-level figures is to underestimate them.

During the month of recruiting disciples, more than 10,000 people came every day. In one month, more than 300,000 people tried to enter Qishi Mansion, but there were very few people left.

Many saints and saints couldn't stand it anymore. They were defeated by others and left sadly.

Anyone who can enter the Qishi Mansion is the best among the best, the king among the kings.

It can be said that after one or two hundred years, these people will definitely rule the world!

But now these top figures of the younger generation, everyone said that they were geniuses with natural talents, were dumbfounded by what they saw in front of them.

Some people rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong, but when they looked at the sky, the figure sprinkled with blood was still flying.

All this turned out to be true!

"How is it possible that this monster from Beiyuan, who almost everyone in Qishi Mansion had to take a detour when they saw him, was defeated by a hair?" The man murmured, completely dumbfounded.

"Brother!" Wang Chong let out a sad cry and rushed towards the direction where Wang Teng flew.

Zhonghuang Xiang Yufei's calm expression suddenly changed. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Qing, who was standing still, as if he wanted to see through everything about him.

"Tao slayer? No, it can't be just a king. Even a king cannot have such strength. With Wang Teng's fighting power, ordinary Tao slayers will not be his opponent, not even a king. Defeat him with a hair."

"Have you become a saint?!" Emperor Xiang Yufei's face changed drastically. Thinking of this terrible result, even he felt unreal.

Everyone couldn't keep calm anymore. Looking at the man with a calm expression, deep eyes, and an admirable feeling in his movements, everyone felt that the world was a little unreal.

At this time, among the five wizards from the five realms, the only ones who could analyze the battle situation normally were the geniuses at the level of Zhonghuang Nanyao, and then the geniuses from the Eastern Wasteland.

Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, Yaoguang, and Zixia. Although these people were also shocked inside, they also felt as if this should be the case.

"Eight years have passed, and the gap between him and me has not narrowed, but has widened." Ji Haoyue took a deep breath, feeling powerless in her heart.

He recalled that when he first heard about this man's reputation, he thought about chasing after him, but then his progress became faster and faster. In just a few years, he would be able to defeat the mighty and fight the Holy Lord.

Even when the head of the Ji family went to Taixuanmen to ask for Zhuofeng, he was blocked by this man and chose to take a step back.

"Is there really such a person in the world? Breaking through the realm is like eating and drinking water, and there is no sign that the deeper the cultivation level, the slower it becomes. Who else can compete with such a person?" Ji Haoyue felt bitter in her heart, and her momentum plummeted. It seemed that Somewhat disheartened.

"Brother, don't be discouraged. Sooner or later you will become the Dacheng God King. You don't have to worry about the gains and losses in this day and night." Ji Ziyue looked at her brother worriedly. She, who is usually lively and agile, had nothing to do in the face of this situation. .

Because the gap is just a gap, it cannot be narrowed by a few words of comfort.

She could only find a way to make her brother face the reality, and then think about her own potential. After all, with Jiang Shen Wang Zhuyu in front of her, her brother could completely change his target for comparison, and he would only be hit in vain when compared with the God Lord.

Yaoguang looked at Zhou Qing, his eyes a little deep, and said to himself: "Over the years, I have always felt that there is a pair of invisible black hands behind the ruthless lineage, which controls the ruthless lineage and everything in Yaoguang Holy Land. These two hands Could the invisible black hand be him?”

The situation of Zixia, the innate Taoist fetus, was somewhat special. Her body was trembling slightly, her head was lowered, and drops of cold sweat were flowing on her jade-like face.

In the entire Qishi Mansion, even the Emperor Xiang Yufei may not have as clear a sense of Zhou Qing's terror as she did.

She didn't have to guess whether Zhou Qing was a saint at all, because the moment Zhou Qing took action, she could clearly feel the extremely terrifying avenue.

In her world of perception, Zhou Qing's figure was infinitely taller and majestic. When facing him, it was harder for her to resist the feeling of worship than anyone else here.

That is not surrender, but returning to the great road, walking towards the other shore, giving yourself a bright future, and a supreme belief.

There was always a voice in her heart, telling her that there was no need to resist, no need to resist, as long as she fell into His arms obediently, she would naturally embrace the light.

Under this terrifying suppression, not to mention fighting Zhou Qing, even wanting to take action was a luxury. Even to resist the call in his heart, he had already exhausted all his strength.

There was a big black dog next to her. At this time, he was looking at Zixia anxiously, walking around her, cursing in a low voice as he walked: "What the hell is going on with this kid? His previous physique There is absolutely no such suppressive power. Could it be that after his cultivation has improved, his physique is still improving step by step?"

It quickly took out some formation materials, carved out a sky-defying formation pattern of the Shishiless Emperor, and placed it on Zixia's body, which stopped Zixia's trembling.

"Big Black Dog, thank you this time." Zixia's eyes showed gratitude.

"Zixia, from now on you must keep this formation on your body at all times. Whenever you encounter Zhou Qing, you must activate it immediately. Don't hesitate." Black Emperor said solemnly.

Zixia knew the necessity of this matter and agreed immediately.

At this time, Wang Teng was knocked away and landed on the mountainside of a distant mountain. Blood continued to pour out of his mouth, and he looked in disbelief.

He put his hands on the ground and tried his best to stand up, but his arms trembled. After lifting his body less than an inch, he suddenly fell down again, and a large bunch of blood sprayed out of his mouth again.

And the root of all this comes from the hair on his chest.

It was black, crystal clear, spotless, flawless, and extremely beautiful, but it suppressed him here, unable to move an inch.

"Ah" Wang Teng roared, like a wounded wild wolf, trying his best to prove that he was still strong.

But everyone in Qishi Mansion felt an inexplicable sadness.

Wang Teng's emotional catharsis just before the battle was still remembered by everyone.

This is the result of more than ten years of hard work, more than ten years of hard work, and hundreds of near-death experiences.

Not only did he not take revenge, but he was suppressed again in an even more humiliating way.

Zhou Qing looked calmly at Wang Teng, who was lying there unable to move, but felt a little surprised in his heart.

He had controlled his strength well, and he should have knocked Wang Teng unconscious directly. But now Wang Teng not only did not faint, but he still had the strength to struggle.

"Are you wearing a king's battle suit? It seems that after you lost the ancient sword and the ancient chariot, your luck did not decrease, and you also gained many new treasures in the subsequent years." Zhou Qing's voice was slow. Rumors spread throughout this world.

When Wang Teng heard his words, his roar became more intense. As he struggled hard, his orifices were bleeding, and blood overflowed from every inch of his skin. He almost became a bloody man.

Wang Chong cried loudly beside him, trying to help him move the hair, but the combined efforts of the two of them still had no effect.

Wang Chong's strength in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm was of little help to Wang Teng.

Zhou Qing no longer wants to pay attention to Wang Teng. After saying the last words to him, he simply regarded him as nothing and never looked at him again.

"God Lord!" "God Lord!"

Two figures ran out of the crowd, landed next to Zhou Qing, and saluted.

"Ye Fan, Pang Bo, it seems that your cultivation has not fallen behind in the past few years since I have been away. One transformed into a dragon seven times, and the other transformed into a dragon three times, which is quite good." Zhou Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"Thanks to the Zhou family elders for their teachings and generous supply of resources to us." Ye Fan said gratefully.

"I came to Qishi Mansion this time just to take you two back. From now on, I will personally teach you how to practice. Qishi Mansion is of no use to you for the time being." Zhou Qing said.

"Excuse me, Lord God, what state are you in now?" Pang Bo asked cautiously.

Today, he is no longer the ignorant mortal he was back then.

Back then, he could say "Can we also become people like the Lord of God?", but now he can't say it.

Only when he truly embarked on the path of cultivation did he clearly realize how terrible the qualifications of the Holy Lord back then were when he was only seventeen years old and had already defeated all the powerful Lords. He was comparable to the top Holy Lord.

Even Xiang Yufei, the man who shocked the world in Qishi Mansion now and who has lived nine thousand years ago and is now dubbed the Emperor, is much worse than the God Master back then.

In the entire Qishi Mansion, the two people who were most dismissive of Wang Teng's letter of challenge were Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

In their view, Wang Teng's invitation to fight was definitely a self-inflicted humiliation, and there was absolutely no chance of defeating the God Lord.

Although the scene now shocked the two of them, they were shocked that the Lord was much more relaxed than they thought. They originally thought that the Lord would have to punch or palm at least to defeat Wang Teng. .

Unexpectedly, the situation they imagined did not appear at all. It was just a light hair, like the aggregation of countless mountains, suppressing Wang Teng there, unable to move at all.

That's why Pang Bo asked so cautiously, because the two of them had a vague guess in their hearts, but this guess was too incredible to believe.

"As you may think, I have become a saint now." Zhou Qing said calmly.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo suddenly felt huge waves in their hearts, and they were horrified. Although they had expected it, they couldn't help being shocked after Zhou Qingzhen admitted it.

"You can go back and tidy up your cave. I'm going to see the saint from Qishi Mansion. After that, I will notify you to leave." Zhou Qing said.

"Understood." Ye Fan and Pang Bo responded in unison.

Then the two people quickly left here and returned to their cave.

Among the people watching, many looked at the figures of Ye Fan and Pang Bo with extremely emotional expressions.

"I didn't expect that there is such a big boss behind the Holy Body. How many people in this world dare to target the current Holy Body? This is no better than the Saint Tianxuan from Donghuang six thousand years ago. We all know that It is impossible for a saint to protect the Holy Body all the time, but this one is different, this one can really protect it all the time!"

These people naturally heard what Zhou Qing just said. Everyone was shocked, but also expected it.

Without the intervention of a saint, who could suppress an extremely powerful person with just a hair?

Only a saint, who can kill a mighty man with a drop of blood and collapse mountains and rivers with a hair, can do such incredible things.

In a corner, two men stood together. One was of medium build, in his mid-twenties, with dark skin and sharp eyes.

The other has a strong figure, two heads taller than the average figure. He is dressed in white. The peak he is on is a snow-capped mountain, as if he has merged with the wind and snow.

This is a scene created by his magic power, simulating heavy snowfall that lasts for several months, which is enough to show how tyrannical this person is.

But now this man's expression was very bitter, and he said to the man of medium height: "Brother Yan, do we really have a chance to avenge the Holy Body?"

"Brother Chu, I'm confused too." The man called Brother Yan murmured.

Of these two people, one was Yan Yunluan, an extremely evil being who entered the Qishi Mansion while going through a tribulation. At that time, everyone's eyes were blown away.

The other one is Chu Tian, ​​who is the most terrifying existence revealed on the first day of Qishi Mansion’s opening. He fought all the way in with his five-transformation dragon cultivation. No one among the tens of thousands of people in front of Qishi Mansion is his. opponent.

However, during the exploration of the Immortal Mansion not long ago, these two people were severely defeated by Ye Fan.

After exhausting all kinds of secret techniques and using various methods, none of them caused any harm to Ye Fan. Instead, the two people were beaten and fled away, seriously injured. If the powerful people of Qishi Mansion hadn't stopped them in time, these two people would have been killed long ago. Just die.

It was this battle that made Ye Fan fight to the point where heroes from all walks of life lost their voices, and instantly became a bright and dazzling new star in Qishi Mansion. There were even disciples from Qishi Mansion following behind him as his little followers.

While many disciples of Qishi Mansion were thinking wildly, Zhou Qing had already walked to the small wine shop.

At this time, the old master of the palace had wiped a table clean with a rag, placed a pot of old wine and several plates of side dishes, waiting for Zhou Qing's arrival.