1962: C1962 Saint Qian Mo

C1962 Saint Qian Mo

In the extreme east of Saint Origin universe.

A streak of green light streaked across the sky at an unimaginable speed.

Moreover, this light would occasionally appear and disappear. Sometimes it would enter high mountains or high mountains, and sometimes it would appear tens of thousands of miles away in the sky above the sea of clouds.

It was obvious that Master was very careful and went into stealth. He didn't know if he was being chased or something.

"He really didn't chase us!"

Hua Menghan used her fastest speed and ran all the way until she saw the words "Falling Ying Sect" hanging in the sky. Only then did she heave a sigh of relief.

However, she still looked behind her with fear in her eyes, as if she had escaped death.

All along the way, she was worried that Jiang Tian would chase up to her and kill her to keep her mouth shut.

However, she never expected that Jiang Tian did not pursue and kill her from the beginning to the end. She was just making a false alarm.

"This Jiang Siqing is simply audacious!" Did he not care about the dignity of the Fallen Ying Sect? They think that if our Fallen Ying Sect doesn't kill him, we won't be able to do it! How dare you! "

Hua Lin swept his eyes across the vast and endless Sect, and suddenly felt a bit angry in his heart.

The territory of the Fallen Ying Sect was not smaller than a kingdom.

Cultivating immortals required the consumption of countless heavenly and earthly treasures, especially large-scale Sect, which was supported by many outer sect businesses, forming countless cities, trading companies, and so on.

Within the mountain ranges, the exquisite buildings were extremely elegant. They did not pursue the lofty and grand style, but rather had a natural feel to them. They complemented the lofty mountains and lofty ridges, perfectly blending in with the long river and its vegetation.

Looking at these buildings, streams of vitality surged out. The aura of civilization gushed out, filling the entire world with a vigorous life force that gave one a refreshing feeling.

Above these mountains, inside and outside the buildings, there were large amounts of friar and the mortals moving about. There was a steady stream of cars and horses, and the streets were bustling with noise and excitement. The night came, day and night. In the entire Sect, inside and out, fire trees and silver flowers bloomed, and lights shone brilliantly.

Beyond these buildings, high mountains floated in the sky. Clouds lingered in the sky, and flowers bloomed in an orderly fashion.

These mountains stretched extremely far away like the scales of a giant dragon. It was unknown just how many there were. Even with Hua Zhiru's powerful divine sense, she could not see the end of them.

This was the deepest part of the Fallen Ying Sect, the core area, called the Heavenly Mai Mountain.

It was rumored that there was a dragon vein in the Saint Origin universe that was unfathomably deep and famous since ancient times. However, it was occupied by the Fallen Ying Sect now.

After pinching another Talisman, Hua Lin's figure sped up once again. After a few flashes, he also appeared on top of a floating mountain peak.

This mountain peak was not high, but the scenery was beautiful. Ginseng, immortal peaches, white deer, and white apes grew here and there, and all kinds of flowers were jumping about.

It belonged to the Saint Qian Mo.

The flowers that covered the entire mountain were like the bright colors of the clouds and the brocade. Walking within it was akin to walking within a painting. It was incomparably beautiful.

A variety of colorful birds flew through the air, and butterflies danced along with them. Some of the butterflies were very large, almost like a fan.

Lonely Flower even peeked into the depths of the flower bush and saw a butterfly that was about the height of a man. It was fluttering its wings and the pollen on its body scattered in all directions like a dream.

"These butterflies are the teacher's pets. Every single one of them has a Nascent Soul Cultivation Level, and some of them are not weak, or even inferior to me! "

The butterfly was as tall as a person, and the colorful butterflies felt her presence as well. A tyrannical law was emitted from the butterfly, but after a brief contact, it stopped.

Hua Zhirong smiled.

The butterfly and Hua Zhirong knew each other, and they were just playing around with each other. But if it was intruder, even if she had the Divine Stage Realm, she would probably kill him on the spot.

Hua Yunqian followed the winding path of flowers, all the way to the mountain, it was simply a nine twists and eighteen turns of complex.0

These flowers seemed to have vaguely formed a big formation. If it wasn't for her being extremely familiar with all the plants here and having a profound understanding of their mysteries, she would probably fall into this formation and turn into a pile of bone and mud, which would then be absorbed by the tens of thousands of flowers like spring mud.

A hundred flowers bloomed together, seeming to last forever. The entire mountain and valley were filled with a warm and moist air. It was formed naturally, and the four seasons were like spring.

Even the earth was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

For thousands of years, the flower petals had fallen into the soil, forming a flower paste. It was a type of incomparable medicinal herb, and when used on mortals, it could even cause a person to lose their life.

There were layers upon layers of clouds and clouds in the mountain. Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes as he passed through the clouds. He could see the great sun hanging in the sky as it sprinkled down ten thousand beams of golden light, coating the sea of clouds with a layer of gold.

At this moment, she was already halfway up the mountain, on top of a huge platform.

The floor of the platform was crystal clear and white. There were many fine patterns and cracks on the layer of enamel, making it look like it was made out of porcelain.

It was obvious that he had been smelted by the supreme True Fire. He had tempered the Laws and fused them with Supreme Qi. Even if Soul Formation strong person were to attack with his full strength, it would still be difficult to leave any traces behind.

The platform was equivalent to a plaza. It could fit ten thousand people, but right now, it was completely empty.

In the depths of the square, there was a cave mansion palace. There weren't any construction materials, as if they were carved out of thin air using the entire mountain as the foundation.

Saint Qian Mo's magnanimous work had even made a mountain peak into a palace.

Just as Hua Menghan was about to leave, a female cultivator in a white Daoist robe, hair tied up in a bun, eyes as calm as a lake, eyes as ethereal, a sense of serenity and serenity emanated from her.

Hua Menghan hurriedly dropped to her knees, a complex expression of reverence, fear, and fear appearing on her face as she said with a trembling voice:

"Disciple pays his respects to Master. The Marquis of Purple Robe was besieged by the Eastern Empire's State Advisor, his disciple was useless and weak, and he couldn't be stopped, causing the Marquis of Purple Robe's residence to be exterminated, and even the bone transformation mirror was broken. Your disciple is incapable, your disciple is guilty, for the grace of my teacher, please grant me a heavy punishment! "

"He can even break the Melting Bone Ascending Heaven Mirror? Was it the combined attack of the several half Saints and saints of the Eastern Royal Family? "

Saint Qian Mo's fair, jade-like face was slightly moved, but she quickly regained her calm and asked in a low voice.

The Bone Dissolving Kun Mirror was a magical equipment that Zi Qian Mo relied on to become famous. After being refined by her several times, it contained the Scorching Sun Laws and the powers of Kun Tian. From her point of view, this treasure was just too powerful, and Su Xiao Tang was invincible within the Eastern Empire due to it.

At the very least, he would be invincible in a one-on-one fight.

Only the combined efforts of those few half-Saints and saints from the Royal Family s of the Eastern Empire would give them a sliver of hope of breaking through to the Skysplit Mirror of Heavenly Secrets.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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