By this time, many people had guessed what the seemingly slight dust was, although the real answer was so incredible.

Then what else can you do? Apart from kneeling down to express surrender and greeting.

No, you can still fight.

Jing Jiu and the Corpse Dog are still in Yin Peak, which is the most powerful combat power of Qingshan Sect now, and the only passage to Yin Peak is at the bottom of Shangde Peak.

What the grain of light dust wanted to do was very clear.

Many Qingshan disciples also lost their minds under the pressure of the dust and could not stand up, but some people were standing proudly in the wind.

For example, Nan Wang, Guangyuan Zhenren and Cheng Youtian, Zhao Layue and Gu Qing, Yuanqu, Zhuo Rusui, Gu Han, Yao Songshan, and Lei Yi shocked the second generation disciples. It’s not that they are not afraid, but that Qingshan Sect practices swordsmanship, and this is the case.

The blood light of the Fox Sword illuminates the green mountains and peaks.

Immediately afterwards, more sword lights appeared, rushing towards the dust of light.

Dozens of sword lights appeared in the sky, which was very spectacular.

Tan Zhenren sighed at the scene, as if he was a little sympathetic.

Zhao Layue's realm is not as good as that of Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang, but the Fu Si Jian is the fastest flying sword in Qingshan, and it also flew to the extreme height of the sky as fast as possible, before the dust of light.

A crisp sound of click fell from the sky like lightning, and it clearly reached everyone's ears.

This is obviously the sound of hard things breaking. Could it be that the Fu Si Sword is broken? The problem is that the Fu Si Sword is an immortal-level flying sword and a treasure of Qingshan Sect. Under the command of Jingyang Zhenren and Zhao Layue, I don’t know how many powerful demons have been killed. How could it be broken in one face?

Zhao squirted out a mouthful of blood, leaned back, and fell heavily to the ground.

Fu Sijian did not come back.

The sword of Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang's sword, Zhuo Rusui's sword, and everyone's sword did not come back.

Dozens of thin lines appeared in the blue sky, which were traces of the flying sword being knocked away and broken.

Dozens of muffled groans came from the top of Tianguang Peak, and a mouthful of black blood was spurted out across Nanshan. Yuan Qu fainted directly, and the rest of the people were shocked by their own sword pills and fell to the ground seriously injured.

Only Jin Ren Guangyuan and Nan Wang can barely stand firm, and their faces are extremely ugly.

The powerful men of Qingshan Sect set out their swords at the same time, but they had no effect and returned in a crushing defeat.

The light dust continued to fall, and its speed gradually slowed down, but it was obviously not the function of Qingshan Qunjian, but its own behavior.

The dust at this time was more like a fallen leaf, no, even lighter than the fallen leaf and lighter than the wind.

Finally, the grain of light and dust came over the peaks of the green mountains and revealed its true appearance.

It was a beautiful woman in a white dress.

I don’t know what fabric the white skirt was, it was as soft as a flowing cloud, rising with the wind, dancing at will.

As the clothes danced, there were faint golden lines, but the patterns formed were not regular.

To describe this woman in white with the word "beauty", it is actually not true, or superfluous.

Because anyone who sees her will only look in her eyes.

Her eyes were quiet and gentle, clear and profound.

It is like a small river, but there are stars on the sky reflected on the river.

The woman slowly fell towards the top of Shangde Peak.

Looking at this scene, passing through the Nanshan Mountain, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing's eyes showed despair.

In this process, the woman suddenly turned her head and looked somewhere in the sky, her eyes slightly cold.

There is the green curtain sedan chair in Shuiyue Temple.

The green curtain that had just fluttered suddenly fell down like a frozen water surface, and the wrinkles on the surface were still motionless.

A stream of blood dyed the blue curtain red.

Just a glance, the master of Shuiyue Temple in Tongtian Realm vomited blood and was seriously injured.

The powerful men of Qingshan Sect didn't say that they could stop her from falling, the flying swords could not touch her body at all, and they were seriously injured and had no power to fight again.

Who is this woman in white?

"Meet the White Immortal."

"Meet the immortal."

The voices of real people were heard in the sky above Tianguang Peak.

Immediately afterwards, more and more voices mixed with excitement, fear, and confusion began to sound.

Those two words may be immortals or ancestors, but no matter which word it is, it only means one person to the Chaotian Continent that has been in the past thousand years.

The former head of the Zhongzhou School, the only ascendant of the Chaotian Continent for thousands of years.

Among the representatives of various sects who came to participate in the ceremony of the head of Qingshan Sect today, there were many scenes of the Battle of Chaoge City more than a hundred years ago, but what puzzled and shocked them was that today's White Blade Immortal is obviously stronger and more real than the clone a hundred years ago!

The extremely huge pressure and the wonderful aura are actually extremely rich and real immortal spirit.

Could it be that the one who returned to Chaotian Continent today was not the magic consciousness of the White Blade Immortal?

Could it be that the White Blade Immortal is really back?

...

...

Just as people were shocked to think of these questions, the White Blade Immortal had already arrived above the peaks of the green mountains.

The Qingshan Sword Formation has been destroyed, who else can stop her from returning?

The blade fell on the top of Shangde Peak.

There are no black stones, no flowers and trees, no blue lake, only white snow.

Her feet fell on the snow without making any sound.

Even the most subtle, there is no sound like an ant walking.

Immediately afterwards, countless sounds sounded.

It was the sound of snow melting.

It was the sound of the black cliff rock exposed in the air.

It was the sound of the green stems coming out of the cracks in the cliff.

That's the sound of flowers blooming.

The ice and snow on Shangde Peak melted at an unimaginable speed, and the snow line quickly retreated to the bottom of the mountain, revealing more and more green pine trees and growing more and more weeds and flowers.

The whole world felt the natural freshness and vitality brought by the fairy spirit.

Everyone felt the quiet and distant meaning and their mood became calm.

suddenly.

The gap between the black cliff rocks disappeared, the green stem broke, and then collapsed downwards!

This kind of collapse is not peeling off, but all the cliffs are heading towards Shangde Peak, and it should be said to be collapse!

It was like the medicinal materials and spiritual energy in the cauldron, which suddenly condensed into a pill!

Accompanied by the thunderous rumbling sound, Shangde Peak kept collapsing, shaking countless smoke and dust!

I don’t know how long it took, the smoke and dust gradually faded, and the picture appeared in front of people.

Shangde Peak, which is more than a thousand feet tall, is now only less than one-third of its previous height... The entire mountain has also shrunk a lot and has completely become a strange mountain.

What is even more incredible is that the surface of those black cliff rocks is extremely smooth and tight, and there are no signs of life, nor any cracks, just like a ball of iron that blends into one!

A nearly sob sound came from the sky, and a severely deformed gray sword fell down.

The gray sword fell on the cliff of Shangde Peak, making a crisp sound, and finally couldn't bear it and broke into two pieces.

"I'm going to be your ancestor..."

Zhuo Rusui's face was pale, she murmured and sweared, and fainted again.

That gray sword is not from Yuanqu, but his boat-swalking sword.

The stairs of the boat-swalking sword are extremely high and extremely tough, just like Zhuo Rusui. Even though he was severely injured by the White Blade Immortal in his previous attack, he still survived and flew back to the green mountain with a desperate face.

However, when the boat-swalking sword landed on Shangde Peak, it was directly broken into two pieces.

At this time, Shangde Peak was so hard that it was? How tight? I’m afraid even the highest level magic weapon is just like this!

Shangde Peak has become like this, and the sword prison at the bottom of the peak naturally no longer exists. Those prisoners who have committed countless sins in the past and are extremely fierce naturally become powder, and those who die can no longer die.

Countless gazes fell on the top of Shangde Peak.

The practitioners looked at the woman in white clothes, their eyes full of fear.

She fell down gently.

Then he stepped on the green mountain.

It turns out that this is an immortal.
Chapter completed!