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Chapter 202: The Power of a True Immortal!

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    "What a speed!"

    Ni Changsheng and others were shocked.

    They had guessed that people from the upper realm would come, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.

    Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

    Then, under the leadership of Ni Changsheng, all the senior officials of Qingxuan Shenzong came out together, and when they came outside the Shenzong, they saw that there was a light shining in the sky, descending in an instant like a long rainbow penetrating the sun.

    Four figures, three men and one woman.

    Although they have never seen each other before, Shenzong has already learned of their existence from various channels. Those three men are half-step wonderlands who have overturned several great Shenzongs in recent days.

    As for the cold and gorgeous woman who floats like a fairy, she should be the real fairy who brought them to break the boundary wall and come across the void.

    "Is this the True Immortal of the Upper Realm?"

    The mighty crowd under Shenzong looked up, and all eyes fell on Si Xueyi, with strong fear in their expressions.

    What a fairy.

    Although these people from the upper realm broke the extremely shocking news that there are real immortals in the lower realm of Qingxuan, they have never seen it before. The person in front of them is the first real immortal they have witnessed in this era of Qingxuan.

    "Ni Changsheng, the great elder of Qingxuan Shenzong, has seen Your Excellency, but I don't know if Your Excellency is here, what is the so-called?" Ni Changsheng clasped his hands towards Si Xueyi, with a bit of respect on his face.

    In any case, the other party is a true immortal, and should be given some respect.

    Si Xueyi's cold eyes swept across, ignoring Ni Changsheng, that arrogant demeanor, like a fairy looking at an ant, but the burly man with a long knife beside her said indifferently,

    "Who is Qin Feng?"

    Ni Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but still responded: "The Divine Lord is not in Shenzong."

    "Where is it?"

    "I don't know."

    "When will you be back?"

    "I don't know."

    The burly man frowned tightly, his cold eyes looked directly at Ni Changsheng, sharp as a knife, and finally spit out a few words:

    "Message, let him come back!"

    There was a bit of anger in the indifferent voice.

    In his opinion, Aunt Si Xueyi is a true immortal and powerful. Even in the upper realm, she has an extraordinary status and is revered by everyone, let alone this lower realm.

    But Qingxuan Shenzong is so ignorant of good and evil.

    The true immortal pays a visit, Qin Feng doesn't come out, just nirvana, just want to talk to the aunt?

    Still have a proud demeanor.

    Have that qualification?

    The anger-like voice, like a command, made Ni Changsheng's eyes restrained, and he responded indifferently, "The Lord of God traveled to Qingxuan, and he didn't know where he was going, let alone the date of return. If you want to pay a visit, you can temporarily stay at the foot of Shenzong until the Lord God returns.  , will be notified as soon as possible."

    "Presumptuous."

    The burly man's expression suddenly sank.

    True Immortal Ling Chen, if you come to pay a visit, even if you are the master of this lower realm, you have to be respectful. I didn't expect that just an elder would ask them to drop down at the foot of the mountain and wait for the announcement.

    Is this humiliating them?

    In an instant, the anger was unstoppable, and the majestic saber intent broke out, splitting the sky with a chirping sound, and the terrifying saber intent descended from the sky, as if it wanted to crush the powers of the Shenzong.

    "What presumptuousness is there?"

    Ni Changsheng has no fear, and meets the opponent's gaze.

    It's presumptuous to make you wait, so isn't it presumptuous if you want my sect master to return?

    You have your pride.

    Qingxuan Shenzong also has their pride.

    The burly man stared at Ni Changsheng, and there seemed to be endless light shining in the depths of his eyes. He looked sideways at Si Xueyi, and seeing that the latter did not stop him, the light burst out instantly.

    "Since you are unwilling to send a message, I would like to see if he, Qin Feng, cares about your life or death." Extremely indifferent words spit out from the mouth of the burly man.

    Immediately.

    A terrible storm blew up in the sky of Qingxuan Shenzong, raging wildly, and constantly destroying the space.

    One after another, Lingyun's saber intents were criss-crossing, wanting to shatter the heavens and the earth. Above the sky, those raging saber intents gradually condensed, turning into a long knife, suspended in the sky.

    The moment the knife stretched across the sky and condensed out, people couldn't help but feel a sense of terror of the end of the world, as if the blade might roar down and strike them at any time.

    "What a terrifying sword intent, I'm afraid that the sword fairy back then was far behind, and the other party, the sword has not yet been drawn." Hundreds of millions of people trembled.

    The knife is not out of the sheath, just the knife intent is not weak.The 20-year-old sword fairy shows the terror of the people in the upper world.

    "Chick"

    The crazily condensed sword intent was swung down by the burly man's palm, and fell directly from the sky, slashing towards Qingxuan Shenzong. The blade cut through the sky, and a terrifying crack suddenly appeared, as if the sky had been cut out of a terrible wound.

    This knife seems to have no technique or supernatural power, it is just a pure and primitive knife, directly smashing the sky and falling quickly.

    The vast crowd stared at Shenzong, sighing secretly that Shenzong was in danger.

    "Boom."

    But just as the blade fell, one after another of grand formations shone with earth-shattering roars, covering the entire Shenzong. Those runes were as bright as stars, as if corresponding to the starry sky, like a sky curtain, keeping the blade out.

    A pure and primitive slash on it just made the stars and the sky tremble slightly, causing a layer of ripples, but nothing was gained, which surprised the vast crowd.

    The Qingxuan Divine Patriarchal Formation actually blocked the knife.

    "interesting."

    The burly man was surprised, and his body shook slightly.

    I saw the long knife on my back soaring into the sky, rolling up a storm all over the sky, and the endless bright sword intent gathered, and the magnificent energy cut the sky and smashed the earth, and cut it down again.

    This knife has gathered the supreme sword intent, even if it was a few years ago, when many half-step fairylands were born, I am afraid that none of them could compete head-on.

    But falling on the starry sky, it just made the magic circle vibrate a little bit more violently.

    Not to mention breaking open, not even a trace was left.

    "Crush it for me!"

    The burly man was a little angry, the imaginary platform bloomed, and echoed the long knife, as if they merged into one, and slashed down crazily, cutting into the stars and sky abruptly, but it was only half an inch, and it was hard to get close.

    This time, both of Wen Ziran's expressions changed.

    The two looked at each other and shot at the same time.

    I saw ancient swords soaring into the sky, descending with hundreds of millions of sword intents, and ancient characters, containing the purest rules, falling together, superimposed with the power of the burly man, and colliding with the magic circle together.

    "Boom."

    The deafening roar resounded for thousands of miles, and the bright power was continuously blasted into the stars, as if the starry sky was about to be broken and pierced.

    But in the end, endless stars flickered, annihilating the strength of the three of them.

    "It turned out to be a fairy-level magic circle."

    Si Xueyi, who came to Shenzong and said nothing, flashed a bit of surprise in her cold eyes at this moment. She knew the strength of Wen Ziran, Ji Xuanshu, and Jiannanxuan best.

    Looking at the upper realm of Qingxuan, although it is not Wushuang under the Immortal, there are few opponents. The three of them teamed up, even if they are true immortals face to face, they can resist two moves.

    However, it is difficult to break through the magic circle of the lower realm, so it can be seen that this magic circle must be of immortal level.

    "It's a pity, so what if it's a fairy-level magic circle." Si Xueyi said coldly, slowly stretching out his slender hand, and a sword appeared in his hand.

    The sword is plain and unremarkable, with no meaning at all, as if it was just poured from ordinary black iron, not even the most ordinary black weapon.

    But no one dares to underestimate it.

    Ni Changsheng and the others were even more nervous.

    They knew that the Divine Lord had sorted out the Divine Sect Formation before leaving, and it was not surprising that they could block half a step of the power of the fairyland, but no one was sure whether they could block the blow of the real immortal.

    As for the vast crowd, they were even more excited.

    They are about to see the power of real immortals.

    "Kangdang."

    When the sword was unsheathed, there seemed to be a dragon chant shaking the sky.

    The unremarkable feeling suddenly disappeared, and the dense brilliance shone in the sky, and a power that could crush the heavens erupted from it, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

    The power of the sword is so strong that it cuts apart the space hundreds of miles around with the sword as the center.  Can see that shocking sword rainbow.

    Its majesty is vast, far better than the half-step fairyland.

    The endless crowd crawled and trembled under the might of the sword, even Nirvana could hardly stand still, prostrate on the ground, like worshiping immortals and gods, and even many weak people burst on the spot under the might of the sword, it was simply unbearable.

    Everyone is trembling.

    Looking at the sword rainbow in panic and fear.

    Is this the power of a true immortal?

    It was so terrifying.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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