I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

From this, Tang Yingruo thought that this aspect should belong to the privacy of that expert, and she would never tell it.

"Oh, how can there be such a strong person in the world."

Anger felt a deep sense of frustration, and said with shame: "At first, I thought that a strong man like me who was already famous 300 years ago was already strong enough."

"But today's incident made me deeply understand what is called the sky beyond the sky. In all fairness, even if I started practicing from the mother's womb, I still can't catch up with the noble sword fairy!"

"I feel the same, I feel the same."

Feng Qingxiao opened his mouth suddenly, and his words were full of sighs: "Oh, that sword fairy is really a strange person in the world, and he grieves senior, you don't know that Yan Nantian led the entire Eastern Wasteland to besiege Yi Jianzong, that scene, tsk tsk tsk... ..."

"But in the end, when that sword fairy made a move, he didn't even make it through a round, and was cut into a cloud of blood mist on the spot. He didn't even have time to beg for mercy!"

"I know I know!"

Immediately, a strong man answered, excitedly said: "At that time, I had the honor to go there with Senior Feng, and witnessed the supreme demeanor of that sword fairy with my own eyes."

"As soon as he appeared, it was as if the fire of the summer insects met the bright moon and the sun, and everything around him became dim. When the sword fairy came out of the mountain, he called out a 'sword', a sword like the Milky Way pouring out of the sky Immediately, the light flashed across the mountain gate, and then a sword opened the heavenly gate, astonishing the world."

Speaking of this, the strong man's face changed slightly, and he was extremely depressed: "Oh, I don't know when I will become so strong. I am afraid that I will not even be able to catch up with others in this life!"

The voice fell, and no one in the field spoke again.

A dead silence.

Everyone was hit by billions of points, their faces were slumped, and their expressions were depressed. Some people could even hear their own heartbroken voices.

"Oh, that's all."

Sighing in anger and sorrow, he quickly waved his hands.

Hearing this, everyone recovered from their slump.

It wasn't until then that they realized that their bodies were covered in cold sweat, and their Dao hearts were almost broken.

"You don't need to be so depressed. The sword fairy of my sect has a free and easy temperament. He is not an ordinary person, and he must not be judged by common sense."

Tang Yingruo also waved her hands to persuade everyone: "And you are all arrogance, you are a rising star, you must not compare with that expert, if your Dao heart is broken because of this, then the loss outweighs the gain."

Although Tang Yingruo's words were soft, they were like rolling thunder, resounding in everyone's hearts.

Deafening!
In an instant, many strong men present suddenly woke up with palpitations!

I almost lost my original Dao heart because of this matter!
It's really dangerous.

"Okay, okay, let's not mention that sword fairy."

Angry and sad flicked his sleeves, and hurriedly stabilized his Dao heart, not daring to think about this sword fairy anymore.

"Thank you Tang Sect Master, this sword discussion conference has really benefited us a lot."

Many strong people came to the stage one after another, cupping their fists to express their thanks.

Although they didn't compete on stage, they gained a little bit of kendo power from Tang Yingruo's sword, and the gains were not small.

If you continue to practice like this after you go back, you will definitely be able to step into the realm of sword power.

"Everyone is a swordsman, so there is no need to be so polite."

For the enthusiasm of these people, Tang Yingruo returned the gift, and at the same time thanked the sword fairy in her heart.

"Then we're leaving."

After everyone said their goodbyes, they stepped off the stage in unison, ready to leave.

But at this moment, the mutation suddenly broke out!

call out!
A terrifying coercion that was violent enough to sweep across the entire land of the Eastern Desolation suddenly surged, and the layers that passed along the way unexpectedly stirred up the space and shattered, and large black holes appeared!

In the billowing black hole, an old servant in black stood guarding a young man, with black smoke swirling around him like a magic mist.

Boom! ! !
In the blink of an eye, both the young man and the old servant descended from the clouds and stepped on the golden platform.

Click!

Click!
Boom! ! !
When Jin Tai came into contact with their boots, he couldn't bear the berserk force, and he was torn and shattered on the spot!
Even on the original ground, a deep pit was forcibly ravaged, and the billowing death energy erupted from the deep pit, causing everyone around to change their expressions drastically!

After landing, the young man glanced around and said indifferently, "Why is the scene so quiet?"

"You...you are..."

The moment Feng Qingxiao saw this person, his expression changed suddenly, and he said in shock: "It's you, Holy Son You Luo!"

Son of You Luo!

The first time they heard this person's name, everyone's expressions changed, their eyelids jumped violently, and they took a step back in unison to distance themselves from this person!

There is a fairy mountain above the East China Sea, and the mountain is in the illusory, and there is a black mist in the illusory, hiding the magic way to suppress the world.

Youluo Holy Land, the holy son of Youluo, who majors in the way of magic, kills like hemp, digs bones and sucks marrow, has an unworldly cultivation level!
"Oh?"

Hearing someone yelling his name violently, Holy Son You Luo glanced at him, and said calmly: "So he is the chief of Dagan Holy Land."

Feng Qingxiao suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and asked: "Master Shengzi is not practicing in his own holy land, what is he doing in Donghuang?"

Unexpectedly, Shengzi You Luo didn't answer at all, but instead asked back: "Then what are you here for?"

"I am a cultivator of the righteous way, so I shall preside over the Eastern Desolation Sword Discussion Conference!"

Feng Qingxiao gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Oh?"

Shengzi You Luo smiled, showing his white teeth, "You come to host, and I come to participate, why not?"

"You are a demon!"

A cold light flashed in Feng Qingxiao's eyes.

"The orthodox way and the evil way are just different ways of cultivating monks, so why care about the difference between righteousness and evil?"

Holy Son You Luo's eyes were indifferent, and his voice was as flat as water, "Don't say any more, since all of you present here are the arrogance of heaven, why don't you discuss swords with me, how about it?"

The voice fell, and there was a dead silence in the field, and no one spoke for a long time.

Everyone tried their best to suppress the throbbing in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to take a breath. They lowered their heads deeply, avoiding the gaze of Holy Son You Luo.

Seeing this, Holy Son You Luo smiled.

"Could it be that you don't dare to discuss swords with me?"

After Holy Son You Luo said something indifferently, the old servant behind him took out a black long sword emitting billowing magic flames, and handed it to him.

"Although I practice the way of magic, I am also a swordsman. I wanted to come here to ask for advice, but I didn't expect that you are all people who are trying to gain fame. Alas, is it so difficult for me to find someone to discuss swords?"

All the people who heard this had their hearts beating violently and did not dare to speak.

"Oh, forget it, since no one is talking about swords, then I will start killing."

The Son of You Luo spoke indifferently, and raised his hand to draw out the long sword, ready to slaughter everyone present.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm here to discuss the sword with you."