Chapter 156 Holy Son Order (please collect)

The drums sounded outside, and a team of fully armed immortal disciples poured into the city, forming a front line for every 100 people and 20 groups, surrounding the whole city and advancing layer by layer from the inside.

Outside the large army, there are dozens of ugly saints. They are under the command and will immediately suppress them as soon as they find that someone refuses to cooperate with the investigation.

Looking at the Gunuo Jintang surrounded by 200,000 disciples in the whole trading market, they were obviously dressed as disciples of Huangjimen. This formation has never happened, and the people in the trading market don't know what happened. Even if the saints who came to trade were shocked by this scene, no one dared to stand out and barely calm down and watch the change.

"Oh, Qianqiu swordsmanship?" Xu Le, who had been addicted for a long time, finally had a normal reaction. He was slightly surprised and carefully observed the seven dolls in his hand. He did not get it wrong. This is indeed Qianqiu swordsmanship, and one of them is the same as what he had learned before. The remaining six styles have not been practiced.

There are countless different versions of Qianqiu swordsmanship in the immortal world, but according to Xu Le, those versions are martial arts. The real Qianqiu swordsmanship is soul swordsmanship, which kills the opponent's thousand years of life with one sword.

Seeing different versions of Qianqiu swordsmanship, Xu Le became curious for a moment, and he began to compare it casually. One move is a subconscious reaction, but it shows a natural meaning of the sword.

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The sound of the sword came from his fingertips, and the air in the store flowed with him. The old man who had been drooling was awakened. He wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth and stretched out contented and muttered, "Which little bastard is messing here, you two don't care."

"He is our first customer in ten years. Looking at his addiction, he must have found the value of these dolls."

Lao Liu said with his eyes. He touched his chin beard for a while and nodded and praised, "Yes, this boy has a high understanding of swordsmanship, and he can figure out the essence of swordsmanship for a while."

The old man who just woke up rubbed his eyes for a moment but said disdainfully, "He is a junior in the Holy Realm. He can't understand such a simple swordsmanship quickly, which is stupid. But what's going on outside? It's noisy and distracting.

"I'll go out and have a look."

Lao Liu's body flashed outside as soon as he moved, and the Qianqiu swordsmanship performed in Xu Le's mind became more and more mysterious. After these six different moves were integrated into it, it seemed to form a supplement, a full swordsmanship remnant. The whole person is forgetful, and his body is like a sword dragon hovering around.

As a sword, God is a sword.

"Oh, something is wrong." Lao Si was finally a little stunned when he saw it now. He turned his head and looked at Lao Wu and asked uncertainly, "Is your carved swordsmanship move so magical?"

Lao Wu shook his head, grabbed his messy hair and said, "I didn't understand it so deeply."

"It's not good, it's not good, it's hot news." Lao Liu ran back in surprise. "The little devil of Huangjimen was destroyed, and the soul imprint left in Xianmen was broken, which shocked the old man Huang and those old elder group saints. Now the whole trading market is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops, with dozens of saints in command, and a steady stream of masters coming to reinforce. They want to turn over all this place.

"What, that little bastard was killed, who is so bold?" Lao Si couldn't help shivering, "The little bastard is the seed of the peerless old demon of the Holy Land. Even the emperor's old man of the imperial gate will be afraid of three points. Which is such a fierce guy? When you meet him, you must be his brother-in-law.

"Don't think nonsense here. Maybe you are a young man."

"Three seniors, are there any other remnants of Qianqiu swordsmanship here?"

Just when the three of them had their own thoughts, Xu Le's voice sounded. His mental state was refreshed, and his eyes were full of hidden offensive and killing power. The starlight in the pupils is dotted and rotated and evolved, as if it were another big world in the depths of his heart.

The three old men were stared at by his eyes and couldn't help but stiffen and seemed to have encountered an extremely horrible thing.

"hua... "The divine realm!"

Lao Si couldn't help coughing a few times. He quickly hugged his fist and said, "I dare not do it, but my Taoist friends have broken our three brothers."

Lao Wu and Lao Liu also woke up at this time, and they couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of water. The evolution of the world in the soul can only be achieved by the cultivation of the spiritual realm.

The essence of the divine realm is a word 'chemical', but the direction of the evolution of all sentient beings is different. The most powerful level of rumors is the evolution of the world, which makes people's hearts upside down and can never break free.

"It is an honor for our three brothers to visit the humble room. Lao Liu, hurry up and bring good tea to your Taoist friends. The attitude of the three living treasures has changed greatly. Although the boy in front of them is the first level of the Holy Land, the soul is countless levels higher than them, and one look can suppress them all.

Xu Le was inexplicably stunned, and then calmed. His soul strength exceeds the limit of quenching the divine realm, and even some masters who have just entered the divine realm may not be able to make them enemies. Just now, it may be that I haven't completely woken up from my deep understanding, and my eyes are a little more sharp.

If the immortals in the quenching realm are nobles, then the immortals in the divine realm are the king, which is a jumping qualitative change.

"Taoist friends, please sit down." Lao Liu quickly served a cup of tea, which was full of aroma, making people smell the pores of the whole body and open their mouths, which was extremely comfortable.

Xu Le looked at the tea, which was actually golden yellow, and wisps of tea rose and changed into different forms. This is not a tea that ordinary people can drink, which is not much inferior to the wonderful use of the elixir.

Being stared at by three old men who didn't know how long they had lived, Xu Le was uncomfortable. Although they are a little obscene, their combat effectiveness is not fake, especially the sleeping and drooling guy's body seems to be sealed with a stream of energy. Once it bursts out, it may turn into a ruin of death within ten miles.

While thinking about how to deal with the embarrassing scene, more than a dozen people broke in fiercely, all of whom were master-level disciples. As soon as they came in, they shouted fearlessly: "Take out the identity card issued by our imperial gate, and we will have a routine inspection."

Although this is not the territory of Huangjimen, it is the strongest infiltration here. Anyone who needs his protection will get an identity card. This routine inspection is, on the one thing to find suspicious people, and on the other, it is estimated that it will be cleaned up by the way.

The three old men didn't seem to want to cause more trouble, so they quickly took out a big and exquisite round card with a palm and carved an imperial character on it.

"Very good."

The disciple of the leader is very arrogant. In his eyes, the three old men are probably just old, otherwise how could they cooperate so easily?

"What about yours? Take it out quickly. If not, come with us." The leader shouted at Xu Le again, and he couldn't see the true state of Xu Le.

Xu Le's devouring body can absorb all energy, as long as he is willing to restrain his breath and not reveal anything, not to mention a small quenched disciple, even many saints can't see through his strength.

Xu Le quietly threw out an identity card. There was no imperial character on it, but there was a fairy character, and it was purple and gold. A dragon carved on the surface was also vivid, with its teeth and claws, as if it was about to fly away.

"The Order of the Son."

Seeing this sign, those disciples' faces changed greatly, as if they had encountered something terrible. They knelt on the ground one after another, dared not raise their heads, and their bodies trembling.

"It turned out to be Lord Son. The villain has no eyes and is so offensive. Please forgive me."

"Fortunately, I refined part of the soul of the emperor and obtained some fragmentary memories. There happens to be this purple gold medal in the Mijie he left, which is not small. I thought I was muddled through, but I didn't expect to have such a strong deterrent. Xu Le secretly said that he was lucky. He put away the sign and said coldly, "Get out of here."

"Yes."

Those people retreated immediately.

The three old men looked at each other and were more interested.

"Taoist friend, which holy son are you selected from in the secular immortal world? With this sign, you can use it to enter the holy world at any time to participate in the Tianzi Conference held by Tongtian Fairy Gate, which is a shortcut to ascend to immortals.

This is the dead emperor's, and I don't have this thing. However, this sign represents the identity of the Son of the Holy Son, and it is a little surprising that he can enter the Holy World to participate in any conference at any time. However, he still remained calm and did not care about this matter.

"The clay figurines here are all carved by three people?"

Seeing him change the topic, the three old men did not ask. After all, the identity of the Son is not small. He does not represent himself, but the glory of a secular immortal world.

And Tongtian Xianmen will not send out fairy tokens at will. Every chosen son has the potential to achieve the spiritual realm. In the future, he can break through the holy realm and become a generation of real people.

"Can you return to the eyes of Taoist friends? Our three old guys are usually idle and bored, so we just carve some things to pass the time.

Xu Le smiled faintly and asked again, "But there are other remnants of Qianqiu swordsmanship. As long as the three can come out, you can put forward some exchange conditions, how about it?"

The old man Qianqiu is many times more powerful than Changshengtian, and his Taoism is more than a powerful expression. In particular, Qianqiu swordsmanship is a big killing move of soul attack, which can kill the opponent's thousand years of longevity with one sword.

And this move is also the primary skill of Qianqiu old man's Taoism. What is more powerful than Qianqiu's swordsmanship is ancient swordsmanship, ancient swordsmanship and so on, so he wants to try to collect Qianqiu's swordsmanship as much as possible.