"Dao Zun!"

When these two words were spit out from his mouth, Zhou Qing felt a heavy pressure.

There are hundreds of millions of warriors in China, but all those who can be praised for their martial arts are the prides of heaven, and they choose one in a million.

And there are very few people who can cultivate to the realm of Taoist Lord. In today's land of China, they are definitely the top group of people. Each of them has the ability to turn the world and catch stars and moons.

At this moment, a Taoist priest descended to the Beidou Sect, and Zhou Qing naturally felt a huge pressure.

Swish!

As his figure swayed, a afterimage left on the spot and slowly dissipated.

Outside the Beidou Sect, Zhou Qing's figure appeared and stood opposite the old man in black robe.

"There are talents in the world, and they are all leading the way for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, you have been called the Master of Martial Arts at a young age, and you have reached the third level of the martial arts realm of the supreme martial arts realm. Your combat power is even more unparalleled. You are chasing the Master of Dao, which is amazing."

The old man in black robe saw Zhou Qing's figure appear, his eyes narrowed, and then a look of admiration emerged in his eyes.

His eyes were so vicious.

Although the warrior has reached a certain level of cultivation, his life span has become long and his appearance has remained forever, he can still see through Zhou Qing's true age at a glance.

A young man under thirty years old is already a master of martial arts at such a young age. Even in the ancient times, it is rare.

Like him, his martial arts talent is also arrogant and powerful. He has practiced for eight hundred years before he was called the supreme master. He is nearly two thousand years old and has only cultivated to the sixth level of the supreme martial arts realm.

Compared with Zhou Qing, he has no way to compare.

I have to say that Zhou Qing's talent made him envious and jealous.

The old man in black robe sighed: "Zhou Qing, the leader of the younger generation of the land of China, even the first genius of the imperial clan, is far inferior to you. Such talent is enviable."

"If you were born three hundred years ago, with your talent, you might have become the realm of the Lord. Even the realm of the strongest is unknown. Even in the age of ancient emperors, or even three thousand years ago, you have the ability to become the emperor."

"It's a pity that you were born in the wrong era. You were born in this Dharma-Ending Age and destined to be a sad life. My ancestor, I saw pitiful, Zhou Qing, if you are willing to defect to my Tianyin Sect and be the master of the Demon Emperor, I can spare your life today. In the future, the "master" will come, and maybe you can become a general under the "master" and rule the land of China."

With Zhou Qing's strength, even if he is in the Tianyin Sect, he can be called a top master.

"Haha, even if you have achieved the realm of Taoist Lord and are almost at the top of this land of China, it's a pity that if you don't do good things, you are willing to be a slave. I have to say, you are really sad."

Faced with the bewitching of the old man in black robe, Zhou Qing felt as heart-warming as a rock, and did not move at all, and directly mocked the old man in black robe.

However, in the face of Zhou Qing's sarcasm, the old man in black was unmoved.

When he reached this point, after living for thousands of years, his mood had already reached the point of being calm in favor of disgrace. How could he get angry because of Zhou Qing’s sarcasm or two, then he would have lived to be a dog in his life.

The old man in black robe said, "The master is about to come to the land of China. At that time, these rebellions will become the master's food and rations. Do you think, who will be sad at that time?"

"Let's take a step back, we're just trying to survive. Is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Qing smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Please live a way out? Don't make excuses for your betrayal of greed and fear of death. You people have lost their last backbone of warriors and are no longer worthy of calling them warriors."

When the old man in black robe heard this, he chuckled and shook his head and said, "Zhou Qing, you are still too young."

"Stop talking nonsense. If it were other Taoist masters, I, Zhou Qing, might not be the opponent, but if it were you, I, Zhou Qing, would definitely win!" Zhou Qing's voice was decisive, as if it had resonated with the world, making his figure extremely tall.

Although the Taoist master is very terrifying, Zhou Qing's strength has increased again by refining the power essence of the old man with double pupils, Blood Soul and others, and has reached the peak of the third level of the Martial Arts Realm, and can enter the fourth level of the Martial Arts Realm at any time.

"Oh, what a pity, a genius with infinite possibilities is about to be buried here."

The old man in black robe shook his head gently, and a look of regret appeared on his face, as if he was sure to kill Zhou Qing.

"kill!"

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed sharply, and the terrifying aura instantly burst out, shaking the earth. With a grasp of his palm, billions of sword energy were held in his hand and slashed at the old man in black robe.

"It's useless. If you don't enter the Taoist Lord, how can you know the horror of the Lord?"

Faced with Zhou Qing's sword that could severely injure the fifth level of the Martial Arts, the old man in black robe just bounced his fingers, without any breath of fireworks.

With a clang, the sword Zhou Qing slashed as if it was hitting an ancient iron mountain, and a crisp sound sounded. Then he saw the sword in his hand breaking open with a click.

This snap of fingers not only shattered the Sun Sword condensed by Zhou Qing, but the terrible power could be transmitted into Zhou Qing's body and shocked Zhou Qing to the point of flying backwards.

A blink of an eye, so terrifying!

Dong!

Zhou Qing stepped on the void, and immediately, a huge footprint appeared on a snow mountain below him, and the entire mountain cracked directly, causing a devastating avalanche.

Zhou Qing passed the blink of an eye force into a snow mountain, then stabilized his body, looked up at the old man in black robe, and an extremely solemn appearance appeared in his eyes.

This is the power of the Taoist Lord. It can knock him away in just a snap of his finger. It's terrifying, so terrifying!

Inside the Beidou Sect, the white-clothed Venerable, Dongxuan, Lan Jiuxiao, Bai Wuxin, Liu Wuhen (the powerful venerable who supported Qingzhou in the Holy Palace) and others heard the movement and felt the terrifying collision aura outside the Beidou Sect. Each of them changed their faces and flew out of the air.

"The Ancestor Xuan Demon!"

As a venerable master in the Holy Palace, Liu Wuhen is only at the third level of the Martial Arts Realm, but he is over 1,500 years old. He grew up listening to the deeds of Xuanmo Ancestor and others.

As soon as he came out, he immediately recognized the old man in black robe and exclaimed in surprise.

In his time, the Xuanmo Ancestor was a famous figure, famous in China, just like Zhou Qing today, and was the top figure in China at that time.

At that time, Liu Wuhen’s idol was the ancestor of Xuanmo.

However, later, the Xuanmo Ancestor was named Master Wudao. After being active for a while, he completely disappeared without news.

Many people say that the Xuanmo Ancestor entered a certain ruin and died, but they did not expect that the Xuanmo Ancestor joined the Tianyin Sect and became a powerful Taoist master.

(End of this chapter)
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