Chapter 174: One year of preparation, the World God Mountain!

In the void, there was a silence in the air for a moment, and only the bitter wind was still blowing without stopping.

His eyes glanced at the elders of the sects. Although there was no pressure at all, the look at him was like the suppression of the entire heaven and earth. The abundant will that blended with the heaven and earth was far from resisted by the sword soul realm.

"A year later, kill Yuantian Sect!" Turning to look at Luo Xinyu, there was no slight pity in Lu Qing's words. The immaturity that could always be felt on Lu Qing was completely gone at this moment. Until this moment, Ziyang Sword Emperor and others discovered that the one standing in front of them was a master of Sword Soul, who was decisive in killing and was merciless.

"Why is it a year later?" Luo Xinyu said.

"Because I have not fully stabilized my current cultivation level yet, and there are some things that need to be prepared and take a year."

"Do you still want to leave?" Zhao Qianye said in a deep voice, "Do you know, godmother--"

After pausing, Lu Qing whispered: "Mom, how are she?"

"No, my godmother is very bad." Zhao Qianye said in a deep voice without any hesitation.

"Because my godmother, she is worried about you, worried that you will encounter an unexpected situation outside, worried that you will be bullied outside, worried that you will not be able to take good care of yourself." Looking at Lu Qing steadily, Nie Qingtian's words were very calm, but when it fell into Lu Qing's ears, it was like thunder rolling, and it was endless.

With a sigh, Lu Qing raised his head and said, "Give me another year, and I will come back in a year."

"Then this--" Luo Xinyu hesitated.

"It's just a wisp of divine thought, and it will soon disappear. I am still in Haoran Sect now."

Nodded, Luo Xinyu said, "Then you be careful, but this year--"

Not only Luo Xinyu, but Zhao Qianye and the others also frowned. The three of them had a clear meaning. The Zixia Sect was established, and the power of the entire sect was so extinguished, but they destroyed a Jintian-level sect. Although there was cause and effect, the result was too heavy.

Shaking his head, Lu Qing said, "Cause and effect are achieved by oneself. What is needed to suppress cause and effect is just strength. There is no sect that lasts forever in the world. The rise and fall is just time. Yuantian Sect, it is time to be annihilated."

After chanting for a moment, Luo Xinyu nodded and said, "Okay, we will wait for you in a year!"

Turning around, Lu Qing looked at Xu Ruogu and the other five, and said calmly: "Thank you five."

With a loud smile, Xu Ruogu said, "Old ancestor told me that we will naturally obey. Venerable Lu is not more polite."

Although his tone was close, the name Xu Ruogu changed unknowingly. Although Lu Qing was still young, in the path of swordsmanship, those who achieved success were the first, and to a certain extent, what determines the difference in status.

Just like at this moment, Master Sword Soul is only a line between him and the peak of the Sword Soul Realm, but it is a world of difference.

After thinking about it, Xu Ruogu said again: "Don't worry, Master Lu, the ancestor once ordered that Master Lu did things, and our five sects would not "interfere" with them."

Knowing that it was the five people who showed goodwill, Lu Qing was no longer polite. The next moment, Xu Ruogu and the elders of the sects left one after another.

When they arrived before, all the elders of the sects were all majestic, but when they left, they went forward one by one to salute, saying goodbye to Luo Xinyu at the same time, and their tone was close, as if the two sects were close. Lu Qing naturally noticed these things and ignored them. In his opinion, all this was just the beginning.

After a stick of incense, only Lu Qing and nine others were left in the void.

"Sixth brother," Nie Qingtian suddenly said, "This is the second brother."

His eyes fell on Luo Xinyu, and in an instant, Lu Qing's divine thoughts returned to the moment he was in the wilderness sword tomb.

The world in my eyes changes, and the snow falls. It is on the cliff of Samujiu, and pieces of falling snow come one after another, dyeing the entire rough cliff top into a snow-white area.

And he stood on the top of the cliff, the cold wind was like a sword, the cold air penetrated into the bones, and figures appeared on the cliff of thought.

"Lu Qing!"

"I'm really leaving?"

"It's leaving."

"How long does it take to come back?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, have you brought the wine?"

"Brother Luo can stay. Let's drink together."

After a long time, when all the wine jars had fallen to the ground, everything changed again.

At this moment, the snow on the cliff was knee-jerk, and at this moment, Lu Qing found that he was no longer there.

However, his eyes could still see everything in front of him, and his ears could still hear it.

"It's still not enough, we still can't help! I just wanted to go, but I didn't dare."

"I dare not either."

"I dare not!"

"Yes, I'm afraid, and Master Ziyang is also afraid. We are all afraid. How powerful is the enemy that Lu Qing is so vigilant about? When we go, it will not only not become a helper, but will become a drag on him. We are afraid, and what is this life worth!"

"Yes, what's this life worth!"

A soft color appeared in his eyes. Lu Qing looked at Luo Xinyu, and there was no change in his eyes. However, Luo Xinyu felt his mind tremble slightly, but the will inherited from the Five Elements Sword Lord made him calm.

"Second brother," Lu Qing whispered, "Thank you."

The three of them were shocked at the same time, and immediately, Nie Qingtian shook his head and said, "As long as you have wine, it's good."

"Okay!" Lu Qing said in a deep voice, "A year later, drink happily!"

"Waiting for you!" Zhao Qianye said in a deep voice.

Without saying anything, Lu Qing glanced at everyone again, and immediately dissipated, turning into countless platinum "color" divine thoughts, and finally disappeared into the void.

"The Zixia Palace is of great importance, don't show it to the public." As it dissipated, only one sentence was left.

When they looked at each other, Luo Xinyu and the other three were immediately flickering their swords and injected into Zixia Palace. The next moment, Zixia Palace returned to about a height of about a year and returned to Luo Xinyu's hand.

Looking at the pure gold "color" trend above his head, Luo Xinyu finally let out a long roar, and the roar turned into a rolling sword sound, triggering the general trend, and instantly spread throughout the Zixia Mountains. Then, Zhao Qianye and the other seven people made long roars one by one, and the sword "roar" sound was like a huge wave, gathering like a tide, suppressing the void that radiated thousands of miles. Countless celestial winds were torn apart by the roar, turning into a breeze and blowing the earth.

Half an hour later.

"Let's go, we have a lot to do." Luo Xinyu took a deep breath, "Six Peak disciples, the sword master step up, and ten days later, gather in Zixia Peak."

"yes!"

"Uncle Master obeys the order!"

"Zi Yang is here!"

"Intensify the layout of the sword pond and place the sword tomb as soon as possible."

"yes!"

"Elder of the Guardian Sect obeys the order!"

"exist!"

"Strengthen the border defense of the sect domain, the construction of the sect domain, the six peaks and sixteen generations, and the fifteenth generation of disciples below the Sword Master can be dispatched!"

"yes!"

"Three uncles obey orders!"

"exist!"

"Sections of the sect trade, circulation, and the entry of the Void Sword Domain, please visit the surrounding sects as soon as possible and make sure it is appropriate."

"yes!"

"Two junior brothers!"

"exist!"

"You Fenglei, Chaoyang Erfeng, are in charge of law enforcement in the sect. The disciples of the inner sect violate the law and are the same as the common people. After a year, you will not close your door at night and not pick up any remains on the road!"

"yes!"

The central earth of the Jintian Realm, the sacred mountain of the boundary.

The sacred mountain of the world is vast, with lush ancient trees standing proudly, countless spiritual beasts rushing and rushing, and countless spiritual birds flying above the void, and their spiritual power manifests itself from time to time, turning into ice crystal flames, raging the vacuum.

At the hillside of this world's sacred mountain, a huge temple that is thousands of feet high stands above it. The body of the golden-colored hall is simple and heavy, and its sharpness is like a divine sword, and it soars straight into the sky. On the body of the golden-colored hall, there are dragons and phoenixes flying, and various sword patterns. The rich heaven and earth vitality turns into fog, covering the half-border divine mountain. This hall appears faintly in the fog of the fog.

It seems that the Zhenshen Mountain in the center of the entire world stands proudly on this vast plain. There is no big mountain in the radius of thousands of miles. Even the highest hill is not more than a hundred feet. The green grass is like satin and the ancient trees are like the sea. It surrounds the entire Zhenshen Mountain and forms a vortex of vitality.

The continuous stream of heaven and earth energy gathered on the Zhenshen Mountain, and the vital fog also flowed slowly. Every rock was shiny, as if it had been washed by the vital energy and had a considerable transformation.

Halfway up the mountain, the huge golden palace was sealed on the mountainside like a sheathed magic sword, and it was hiding on the mountainside, as if waiting for the arrival of the swordsman and picking it up again.

"Singing"—

The faint sword roar turned from low to high, and in an instant it turned into a thunder-like sword sound. The sharp aura of gold rose from the Golden Palace and almost instantly surpassed the height of the Realm God Mountain. The sharp aura quickly condensed, and the fog of the Yuanqi was divided into two. After a few breaths, a golden "color" giant sword that was thousands of feet high was suspended above the Golden Palace. On the Realm God Mountain, everything seemed to be imprisoned. Whether it was the spirit bird soaring in the void or the spirit beast rushing in the ancient forest, they all stagnated in an instant and could no longer move. In the void, only the giant sword that kept trembling was left.

The giant sword disappeared without long enough, and the moment the giant sword disappeared, the originally stagnant void returned to peace again. Although I didn't know what happened, countless spirit beasts still fled around in horror. The feeling of life and death was unbearable even the spirit beasts could not bear it.

Passing through the huge Golden Gate hundreds of feet high, the hall was filled with endless golden light, and the heat burst out and the sharpness was splashing everywhere. Nearly a hundred people were sitting upright in the hall like a stove.

At the head of the hall are five huge golden mounts, which are covered with sword patterns and at the handrail are two golden heaven-level divine swords. The pure sharpness of the air overflows, filling the entire golden mount.
Chapter completed!