Chapter 22 Saint King realm masters gather

The next moment, countless sword intentions burst out from the old man's body.

It is hard to imagine that the old man just now was just like an old guy, but now, he has become a generation of sword god.

Seeing the broken sword, several people below hurriedly said excitedly: "It's him, the old man with the broken sword!"

"What!"

The old man with the broken sword is the saint in the hearts of countless sword cultivators.

It is the old man with the short sword who directly raised the sword art of the Tianxuan world to several levels. He is also the strongest sword cultivator known in the Tianxuan world.

Suddenly, the eyes of all the sword cultivators below became pious.

At this time, the old man with the short sword had already stabbed out with a sword.

Swish!

A sharp cold light pointed out, and the space broke wherever it passed.

All the swords below began to buzz.

Its target was Ao Qing.

"Senior Broken Sword is awesome!"

At this time, a sword cultivator had already shouted.

Immediately, the rest of the people also began to shout wildly.

"Senior Broken Sword is awesome!"

At this time, Ao Qing looked at the old man in front of him without any change in expression, and he didn't even stop.

Bang!

The sword light pierced Ao Qing's head, but Ao Qing didn't even break his skin.

Seeing this scene, the old man Broken Sword was shocked.

"Get out of my way!"

Bang!

With a loud bang, the old man Broken Sword was directly knocked out.

When the people below saw this scene, they all opened their mouths wide and couldn't speak for a while.

This giant dragon is so terrifying that even the strongest sword cultivator in the Tianxuan World, the old man Broken Sword, is not his opponent.

Ao Qing was about to hit the deserted city.

And at this moment, all the swords outside the city suddenly soared into the sky.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

At the same time, not only here, including the deserted state, and even the entire Tianxuan world, all the swords began to soar into the sky uncontrollably, pointing at the deserted state, and humming slightly.

As if worshiping the true god of swordsmanship.

"This, this is?"

"Wasteland State, it's Wasteland State again."

"The Sword Emperor is born?!"

Everyone looked at the direction of Wasteland State in doubt.

The people in Wasteland City were the same.

Ye Hanshuang looked at the city wall behind him with fear, where there seemed to be a mysterious peerless strongman.

The next moment, a blood-red long sword suddenly flew out from the city wall.

Swish!

A dragon horn flew high.

At the same time, the whole sky cracked.

In the void, Ao Qing had already seen the long-haired man sitting cross-legged on the city wall.

A drop of cold sweat slowly fell along the dragon's beard and turned into dragon jade.

"Excuse me."

This Wasteland City actually has such a strong man guarding it. Ao Qing quickly retreated and then turned into a handsome young man.

It's just that the dragon horn on one side of his forehead is particularly conspicuous.

It all shows his noble identity as a dragon.

Taking a deep breath, Ao Qing slowly walked towards the city gate.

It's not possible to force it, so just go through the city gate honestly.

"Uh, one million spirit stones."

The two brothers of the Zhang family hesitated when they saw Ao Qing.

This guy is stronger than the two of them. I didn't expect that there are also crouching tigers and hidden dragons outside.

"No."

"......"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Chi said: "You can also replace it with other items."

"Other items?"

Ao Qing frowned slightly.

What do I have?

At this time, Zhang Hai on the side reminded: "The dragon horn will do."

Hearing this, Ao Qing immediately remembered the dragon horn.

In the distance, everyone had already fought because of this dragon horn.

No one wants to give up this kind of divine object.

"Get out of here!"

Ao Qing roared, and everyone stopped immediately.

Seeing that it was Ao Qing, everyone was horrified and fled from here.

Picking up the dragon horn and handing it to the two brothers of the Zhang family, Ao Qing successfully entered the city.

At this time, deep in the City Lord's Mansion, under the Soul Tree, Ouyang Yanqing slowly opened her eyes and looked directly at the wall of the deserted city.

Suddenly, the desert guard also opened his eyes and looked over.

The two looked at each other across half of the deserted city.

"Interesting."

The desert guard smiled slightly.

Ouyang Yanqing looked solemn, and the other party was undoubtedly also from this deserted city.

At this moment, Ouyang Yanqing became more and more curious about Lu Daosheng's strength.

How strong must he be to make a strong man in the unknown realm willing to serve.

After a long silence, Ouyang Yanqing shook her head.

Let's talk about breaking through first. As long as she breaks through, everything she wants to know will be solved.

Because the next realm will be the realm of cause and effect.

All kinds of cause and effect will not be added to the body.

And in a mysterious void in the deserted city, Lu Daosheng is here.

These days, he wants to enrich his knowledge. Here, one year in the outside world is a thousand years in the inner world.

Of course, learning this knowledge can not only solve doubts, but also make you look better.

......

Outside the deserted city.

In the ruins, the old man with the Broken Sword slowly crawled out of the ruins.

"Cough cough cough."

After coughing heavily a few times, the old man with the Broken Sword looked at the direction where Ao Qing left with a fearful look.

Unexpectedly, the giant dragon in the Dragon Valley was so strong. He underestimated it.

"Hey, isn't this Broken Sword? I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you so lame?"

Just as the old man with the Broken Sword was pondering, a mocking voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Hearing this familiar voice, the old man with the Broken Sword suddenly turned his head and saw an old man in a white robe, with a sloppy look and a strong smell of alcohol.

The drunk old man.

Beside him, there was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was smiling and very easy-going.

"Long time no see."

The middle-aged man smiled when he saw the old man with the Broken Sword.

"Hehe, I knew you two would come."

Patting the dust off his body, the old man with the Broken Sword snorted.

The drunk old man was also a figure from hundreds of thousands of years ago. He was invincible in the world and finally retired to the mountains and forests, just to pursue that opportunity to prove the truth.

The middle-aged man was the lord of the first city in the Tianxuan world, the City of Heaven.

He was in the same realm of Saint King as the old man with the Broken Sword and the drunk old man.

And now, the three of them have all come here.

Not for anything else, just because the Emperor of Heaven appeared here.

At first, they guessed that the Lord of the Desolate City was the Heavenly Emperor who had just broken through.

But now it seems that it is not that simple.

"Since you are all here, let's go together."

At this time, the old man with the broken sword spoke.

The drunk old man took a sip of the wine gourd in his hand and nodded.

The Lord of the City of Heaven, Shi Tianzhi said: "Then let's go together."

Then, the three of them walked towards the direction of the Desolate City together.

At this time, at the border of the inner city of the Desolate City.

An indescribable boundary is blocking the inner and outer cities.

Nangong Fang looked at the inner city in front of him with a frown.

He didn't even have the qualifications to enter, which he never thought of.

After taking a deep breath, Nangong Fang bent down and said slowly: "Nangong Fang of the Nangong family, I want to see the Lord of the Desolate City."

At this moment, he seemed to have put his identity very low.

It is hard to imagine that this is the ancestor of the largest hidden family in the Tianxuan world.

If it weren't for the birth of the Desolate City, he might have been in seclusion until his death.

And now, he seems to have a short life span.

But now when he approaches the inner city, he feels a strong vitality.

It is the towering sacred tree.

Nangong Fang has a bold guess in his mind.

But it feels unreal.

Unfortunately, it is too far away and there are prohibitions in the middle. If he can get closer, he can be sure.

After an unknown amount of time, a misty breath slowly brushed towards Nangong Fang.

The next moment, Nangong Fang disappeared directly on the spot.

At the same time, in the deserted city, the drunk old man, the broken sword old man, Shi Tianzhi, Ao Qing, and Ye Hanshuang all disappeared on the spot at the same time.

In a hall in the city lord's mansion.

The rebuilt deserted city has been involved in the law of space and has almost become infinite.

A hall can accommodate even 100,000 people.

And in this huge hall, there is only a seat made of unknown material in the deepest part.

A moment later, six figures appeared in the hall at the same time.

Suddenly, the six people were shocked. How could someone bring them to such a place without anyone noticing?

Seeing the faces of the people around them, everyone was stunned.

Obviously, they all knew each other.

And they were the only top masters in the Tianxuan World, and the lowest strength was the Saint King Realm.

"Nangong Fang, I heard that you came a long time ago?"

At this time, the drunk old man said in a drunken voice.

Nangong Fang was silent, and obviously he didn't want to pay attention to the drunk old man.