Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

If these words were spoken by other cultivators, they would certainly be considered as being ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and speaking arrogantly.

However, Ji Ren knew clearly that his master was a man of great skill and courage.

Is the Chaos Realm extremely dangerous? Is it forbidden for ordinary Daluo Jinxian to set foot there?

Although my master Changqing has the cultivation level of a Daluo Jinxian, his true strength is far beyond that of an ordinary quasi-saint.

He can even fight against the likes of Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Therefore, Gu Changqing really has the confidence to say so.

After a moment of silence, Ji Ren asked tentatively:

"Master, should we report this matter to Grandmaster Tongtian?"

The power of a saint is unfathomable and can descend anywhere in a moment's thought.

Ji Ren's words also served as an additional insurance for Gu Changqing.

Once he was outside the Chaos Realm, he encountered an unexpected crisis.

The Sage Tongtian can also go there instantly and protect him.

Hearing this, Gu Changqing, even more drunk, waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Haha, no need!"

Only he knows it.

As early as when he attained the twelfth level of Daluo Jinxian, Tongtian had already cast a mark of divine thought, which was imprinted in Gu Changqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

In this way, even if Gu Changqing encountered only a minor crisis, Tongtian could sense it from a distance.

After all, a twelfth-grade supreme Daluo represents immeasurable limits and achievements.

It is no exaggeration to say that the entire sage tradition flourished because of him.

It can be seen that Tongtian attaches great importance to Gu Changqing.

After finishing his explanation, Gu Changqing said no more.

He immediately picked up the wine gourd and walked towards the outside of Jiejiao in three swaying steps.

Only Ji Ren, who was looking at him with admiration, was left behind.

"When will I be able to be as free and unrestrained as my master, and be the most outstanding person in the world?"

Then, he seemed to feel that this idea was too far-fetched.

"No, even if you only have one-tenth or one-twelfth of Master's demeanor, it should be enough to protect the entire human race."

Ji Ren did not forget.

He became Gu Changqing's apprentice and entered Jiejiao, not only to practice the supreme way, but also to shoulder the great hope of protecting the human race.

After sighing, Ji Ren didn’t think about it any more.

He turned around and went back to his cave, then picked up the jar of wine and started drinking.

This scene also made some passing Jiejiao disciples look envious.

Being a saint, he does not think about practicing Buddhism all day long, but just spends the day drinking.

What is even more shocking is that Ji Ren seems to be drinking heavily every day, and like Gu Changqing, he looks like he has nothing to do.

But this kid's cultivation is improving at an astonishing speed.

Now, he has reached the level of Golden Immortal.

With such an advanced level of Taoism, he has already left behind some of the outer disciples of Jiejiao.

Among the vast Jiejiao, only Gu Changqing's lineage is so special.

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Let’s talk about Gu Changqing.

After leaving Jiejiao, he flew on his sword and headed straight for the outside of the Chaos Realm.

The moment you step into the chaos, the atmosphere around you becomes chilly.

Chaos and disorder!

Vast and violent!

The world outside the chaotic realm and the primitive world are two completely different worlds.

Here, the laws are broken, the order is disordered, and the space is turbulent.

From time to time, chaos storms sweep in, strangling everything, which is extremely terrifying.

And the purple-green Jiuxiao sword under Gu Changqing's feet also truly revealed its extraordinary nature at this moment.

This sword contains a wisp of innate purple energy, which is an existence that transcends the laws and order of the ancient times.

At this moment, bursts of fairy light burst out from the sword tip, and it was unstoppable.

Wherever it passed, the laws of chaos and order were all pushed aside like huge waves.

Gu Changqing went deep into the chaos leisurely without any hindrance.

As he drank, he laughed wildly.

"Haha...I've spent my life drinking and wielding a sword, carrying the reputation of a madman for a million years."

"Good wine, good wine!"

"Billions of stars shine together, and this beautiful scenery can be seen clearly."

As he spoke, Gu Changqing proudly stretched out the wine gourd forward and took a few gulps.

It looked like he was drinking with billions of stars in the chaos.

This scene also attracted the attention of countless powerful people who were looking for opportunities again.

"That's... the Drunken Swordsman from Jiejiao?!"

"With the cultivation of a Golden Immortal, you dare to go so deep into the Chaos Realm?"

"Haha, Daoist friend, you are wrong. If you regard the Drunken Sword Immortal as an ordinary Daluo Jinxian, you are totally wrong."

"Humph, drinking with the stars? In the end, he's just a drunkard."

"As a disciple of a saint, he is the first in the history to act so strangely."

The mighty ones whispered.

Nowadays, Gu Changqing can be said to be "known to everyone in the world".

The three words "Drunken Swordsman" spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, and everyone knew them.

Therefore, everyone recognized his identity immediately.

But even so, there are still people who secretly curl their lips, showing disdain and sneering expressions.

Perhaps they do not understand Gu Changqing's strength and achievements.

Or maybe, he was originally in a camp hostile to Gu Changqing.

At this time, there was all sorts of ridicule and disdain.

Gu Changqing heard all of this.

However, he didn't say anything.

He just let out an even more hearty laugh, then stepped on the sword light and disappeared from everyone's sight.

As a dignified drunkard and swordsman, just enjoy yourself.

Who cares if he is praised or slandered by the world? !

In Gu Changqing's opinion, everyone's opinions are not worth mentioning at all.

I don’t know how deep it went.

On this day, Gu Changqing, who was staggering and drunk, finally stopped slowly.

"Uh... found it!"

"Is this the Chaos Thunder? It doesn't seem that powerful."

"But... uh... I can accumulate some lightning liquid."

Gu Changqing was drunk and looked at the place a hundred miles away.

There, chaotic thunderclouds as dark as ink piled up, floating up and down, extremely thick and heavy, and gave an astonishing sense of oppression.

And in the thunderclouds, huge thunders were surging and lightning was everywhere.

This is exactly the Chaos Divine Thunder.

Any powerful person who saw such a scene would feel his scalp tingling and his whole body running cold.

The power of this Chaos Divine Thunder is enough to wipe out all the Golden Immortals in an instant.

Even the quasi-saint monks did not dare to confront him rashly.

But in Gu Changqing's mouth, he said "not that powerful"?

I don’t know if he was drunk or if one of his disciples really said that.

Although this trip was to accumulate Chaos Thunder Tribulation Fluid, Gu Changqing did not rashly enter the thunder tribulation.

He was half lying in the chaotic void with a leisurely and calm look on his face.

Then, he started drinking in big gulps.

This scene can be called weird.

Flashes of lightning illuminated Gu Changqing's free and easy, comfortable figure.

The rich aroma of wine permeates the area for thousands of miles, intoxicating the mind.

There is no sun or moon in chaos.

I do not know how long it has been.

The wine gourd was empty, without even a drop of wine.

And Gu Changqing finally stood up.