"Where the hell did this come from?"

This was Su Qi's first reaction when he descended into the real world.

Just by taking a breath, you can feel how bad the air quality is in this world.

The spiritual energy is even thinner, even worse than that of Jian Ge... Is this a place where cultivators can stay?

Looking up, he saw the ancestor of Jian Ge, who was only at the foundation-building stage of the spiritual realm. If it wasn't for the correct aura, he would have almost failed to recognize him.

No matter what realm it is that is not the realm of emptiness, it has already reached the realm of emptiness. What's the problem with him just hiding his realm by transforming into a spirit?

"Good morning, ancestor~"

Chen Huaian's mouth twitched and he was about to say something.

Next second.

Boom——!

A sword energy came down and hit Su Qi's body. The aftermath split the entire lake surface vertically, and the two rows of walls showed no sign of closing for a long time.

Su Qi's body was also covered with a layer of protective golden light, but he was completely unharmed. However, the sword energy came too fast, and the defense was activated only when it hit his skin, causing Su Qi's half-gray hair to be shaved off by the sword.

The three disciples stared at the bald head of the Pavilion Master in amazement and remained silent.

Su Qi lowered his head, watching his hair falling in clumps from his eyes, his shoulders shaking slightly.

"Who is coming?"

The swordsman in the clouds has not yet realized the seriousness of the situation.

Song Qingfeng, the leader of the Qingfeng Sect, looked puzzled, staring at the figure with narrowed eyes, but he still couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level.

He couldn't believe that someone could block this sword with his mortal body.

This is a sword from the late Yuanying period.

At the current stage of spiritual energy recovery, it is not an exaggeration to say that Yuan Ying is a god on earth.

"who?!"

Song Qingfeng's answer was a roar of suppressed anger.

In other words, this anger was not suppressed at all, but simply accumulated in the sword and reached its peak.

The might of the Great Perfection Sword of the God of Transformation, even without the use of the Law of Heaven and Earth, was definitely not something that a mere Yuan Infant could resist.

The sword's blade was hanging down to the ground, and the tip of the sword caused ripples on the lake surface.

As Su Qi raised his eyes to look up at the sky, the ripples on the water surface were motionless, and it seemed that the entire lake was solidified under the pressure of the Great Yuanman of the Incarnation.

The cliff on the shore was reflected in the sword's body, and gradually the sword and the mountain became indistinguishable. He soared into the air and held up the mountain with both hands.

Downward Chop

It was just dawn, and the thin skylight that should have been there was obscured by the sword's shadow.

A wild ink mark was violently thrown out in the dim sky, and an entire layer of dark clouds suddenly collapsed downwards.

Song Qingfeng looked up at the sky, his eyes almost tearing up.

What he saw was not sword energy, but a mountain of water pressing down on him.

It is boundless and there is no escape.

Now he understood.

The man who blocked his sword was much more powerful than him.

That is - the transformation of the spirit!

A terrifying existence that shouldn't appear in the early stages of spiritual energy revival.

I'm afraid only the old monsters in the Great Leiyin Temple and Kunlun Fairy Palace are so powerful.

run!

The only thing to do at this time is to run!

No matter what the dragon soul is, what’s the use of the dragon soul if you’ve already lost your life?

He used his escape technique to shrink the ground to an inch, and in the blink of an eye he had leapt to a place a mile away.

But the feeling of being on edge did not disappear. When he turned around, he was immediately shocked.

He saw the mountain-like sword shadow still following above his head.

It seemed to be falling extremely slowly, but no matter how he turned and moved he could not avoid it.

At this moment, he felt like a monkey in the hands of Tathagata.

"Senior, why do you have to kill me the moment we meet? There may just be a small misunderstanding between us!"

"I have some friendship with an elder of Kunlun Palace, so please show some mercy!"

Song Qingfeng was convinced, because Qingfengmen was a subordinate of Kunlun Fairy Palace.

It is impossible for the other party to not know about Kunlun Palace...

However, the only sound from the horizon was a roar of anger:

[Go to your mother's palace, you can say this to my hair in hell! ]

"Senior! I have some hair serum..."

【눃 your mother! 】

【die--!】

Boom! The sword energy fell, crushing both the body and the soul into powder.

On the surface of the lake, Su Qi, who had cut Yuan Ying with a sword, touched the slippery bald head and his eyes became more angry.

"It's your turn!"

Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared from the spot.

The figures in the clouds fled in all directions, but they could not escape the grasp of the God Transformation Peak.

To Su Qi, it was just like chopping melons and vegetables with a flick of the sword.

In less than a minute, all the remaining Jindan were killed, and their bones were crushed to ashes.

"Old Ancestor, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Su Qi stood in front of Chen Huaian and bowed, then took out a piece of cloth from his storage bag with a forced smile and wrapped his bald head.

The three Jian Pavilion relatives looked at the embarrassed look of the 누 Pavilion Master and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, their faces turned red.

If he laughed out loud, the time Jianzhong had to spend facing the wall to reflect on his mistakes would have to double.

"Well done." Chen Huai'an nodded solemnly.

Maybe it's because I see Su Qi often.

Therefore, even if he was in the foundation-building stage and faced the peak of the spirit transformation stage, he could still remain calm and maintain the demeanor of a Sword Pavilion ancestor.

"What else do you want me to do?"

Su Qi finally had time to observe the ancestor's appearance carefully. He said that he was indeed the ancestor, and this half-dragon, half-human figure clearly had true dragon blood.

Perhaps only someone like the ancestor would dare to play like this.

If the cultivation level is below the Dongxu level.

Either he would be hunted down by the righteous sects of Cangyun Realm on the grounds that he was half-human and half-demon; or he would be spotted by the demon sect for his true dragon bloodline and attacked at any time; or he would be wanted by the demon clan on the grounds that he had insulted his true dragon bloodline.

Seeing Chen Huai'an, he remained silent.

Su Qi looked around and continued to ask: "Also, Ancestor, what's going on in this world? It seems..."

Chen Huai'an waved his hand and said, "Why are you asking so many questions? It's not good for you to know too much. Time is running out, you should leave now."

As soon as the words fell, the sect summons seemed to run out of energy, and the light on its face gradually dimmed. A space tunnel also opened above the heads of Su Qi and the three direct disciples, and the figures were sucked in in a flash.

The biggest crisis of identity exposure has been resolved.

Chen Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous when I am with Huashen Fengfeng.

The calmness was only superficial. As for how to explain his current appearance and cultivation, when Li Qingran returned to the Cangyun Realm, this little girl would naturally help him make it perfect.

The battle is over.

Chen Huai'an ended his half-dragon state and suddenly felt his body become light.

"Ah~ Master, your...pants, again, again..."

Li Qingran's scream came from behind.

Chen Huaian turned around, and Li Qingran immediately raised his hands to cover his face, but a pair of sparkling eyes could be seen through his fingers.

After his first experience, Chen Huai'an has become somewhat immune to it.

He took out a pair of trousers very skillfully and put them on.

His expression remained unchanged.

Even a little righteous.

"Don't look at things you shouldn't look at. You can't even find your little cunt!" He pressed Li Qingran's little head with one hand and warned him loudly.

Li Qingran let his master hold him down, puffed out his cheeks and pouted: "Disciple...disciple doesn't want to find a Taoist partner."

"Financially, morally, and legally, being a couple comes second. Being a couple is very important!" Chen Huai'an coaxed him patiently. If Li Qingran asked him to be a couple at this time, he would immediately agree.

Let’s not talk about the question of whether to wear a mask when meeting in person.

It is better to have a confirmed identity than to have no identity at all.

However, Li Qingran said, "Master, I don't think so!"

"Oh, what do you think?" Chen Huai'an raised his eyebrows: "Tell me about it!"

Li Qingran blinked his eyes, looking serious, counting on his fingers one by one and said: "First, having a Taoist partner means that resources have to be shared with Taoist partner. Master has given me so many resources, wouldn't it be a big loss for me to share them with Taoist partner?

Secondly, once you have a Taoist partner, you must spend time and energy on that partner and cultivate the relationship. Otherwise, that partner will be snatched away by other female cultivators, and you will lose both your money and your life.

Third, if the Taoist couple dies, the Taoist will be severely damaged due to the emotional impact, and it will be difficult to improve the cultivation level, and eventually become depressed and unhappy. "

"As you can see!" Li Qingran said with a serious expression, crossing his index fingers in front of his chest and making a cross:

"There is no benefit in being together!

So I just want to stay by my master's side for the rest of my life and be his little disciple!"

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