"puff!"

Emperor Li Cheng's body burst, and he didn't even have time to scream, and his spirit and body were destroyed.

A generation of geniuses did not become emperors in the end, but became ashes.

When Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren saw this scene, they felt creepy.

A peak king of kings died like this?

Too unreal.

It seems like a dream.

"Gurl!"

Changmei Zhenren swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "Little bastard, I'm not right, that lunatic... no, that senior, killed Emperor Li Cheng with just one look?"

"You read that right, it's true." Ye Qiu was also very shocked.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the dignified peak king's strong man was killed by the sloppy old man's eyes.

This innovation can only be described in four words -

Shocking world!

"Old guy, what kind of cultivation do you think this senior has?" Ye Qiu asked.

"I saw in the ancient books collected in Longhu Mountain that a powerful saint can kill thousands of troops with a drop of blood, and a hair can split the mountain and destroy the earth. Could it be that this senior is a saint?"

When Changmei Zhenren said this, she suddenly shook her head and denied her guess, "This is impossible!"

"The secular world is suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth. No immortal cultivators above the king's realm cannot stay in the secular world, otherwise they will be ruthlessly killed by the way of heaven."

"This is also the reason why immortal cultivators have to go to the cultivation world when they reach the peak of the king and are about to break through."

Ye Qiu said: "This senior killed Emperor Li Cheng with just one look, which is enough to show that his cultivation is far superior to Emperor Li Cheng."

Changmei Zhenren said, "I am also confused. If this senior is really a saint, then why can he stay in the secular world?"

Ye Qiu asked: "Has saints ever appeared in Shushan?"

Changmei Zhenren shook her head: "I don't know."

Ye Qiu said: "I don't know who this senior is?"

Just then.

Ziqing's two swords flew over, circled around Ye Qiu for a while, and finally flew to the sloppy old man again.

The sloppy old man stretched out his dry hands and prepared to grab the two magic swords, but suddenly, the old man suddenly retracted his hand.

"Buzz!"

The purple-green swords emitted a dazzling sword light and took the initiative to approach the sloppy old man.

The sloppy old man hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand again, and held two divine swords.

Suddenly, the old man shouted.

"Who am I? Who am I? Ahhhhh..."

The sound roared into the sky, and the terrifying sound waves spread out, and more than a dozen mountains in the distance turned into powder on the spot, dissipating between nothingness.

"hiss--"

Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren showed shock, and felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet and their whole body was chilling.

Fortunately, the sound waves did not spread to them, otherwise the two of them would have become powder like those dozens of mountains.

"Too strong!" Changmei Zhenren exclaimed: "Little bastard, this senior is definitely a powerful man!"

Nonsense, what do you need to say?

Ye Qiu stared at the sloppy old man, but saw the old man throw away the Ziqing swords, then ran away with his head holding his hands, shouting as he ran away: "Don't follow me, don't follow me..."

The sloppy old man quickly ran behind Ye Qiu, hid, and his withered body shivered.

The purple-green swords stood in the air and did not chase after them.

"Senior..." Ye Qiu felt a little sympathetic when he saw the sloppy old man's appearance, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to squat down and support the sloppy old man.

"Little bastard, there seems to be something wrong with this senior's consciousness. Your medical skills are so clever. Why don't you give him some treatment?" said the real person Changmei.

"Senior, I am a doctor, let me take your pulse!" After Ye Qiu said that, he held the wrist of the sloppy old man. The next second, his face changed.

Because the old man's wrists were as cold as ice and had no pulse.

This situation can only be seen in dead people.

Then, Ye Qiu opened his eyes again and stared at the sloppy old man.

After a while.

Ye Qiu frowned and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong?" asked the real person Changmei.

Ye Qiu said: "This senior has a strange situation. I don't have a pulse, and his three souls and seven spirits seem to be gone."

"Nonsense." Changmei Zhenren said, "The creatures in heaven and earth all have three souls and seven spirits. Even if they lack one soul and one spirit, they will get sick at the worst, and they will die at the worst. If they do not have three souls and seven spirits, then this senior will die long ago."

"According to what you said, this senior should be a dead person."

"Do you look like a dead person?"

Ye Qiu was also puzzled.

Logically speaking, if you don’t have a pulse, you will be a dead person. What’s strange is that this sloppy old man looks just unconscious. Apart from that, it’s no different from normal people.

“What the hell is going on?”

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

"call out!"

At this moment, the Ziqing swords made a sharp sword roar, like two lightning bolts, piercing the sloppy old man's eyebrows.

"careful--"

Before Ye Qiu could finish his speech, the sloppy old man stretched out a finger to block the Ziqing two swords.

The Ziqing swords kept making sword roars, very fast, as if urging the old man.

The sloppy old man was a little irritable and was spinning around in circles, pounding his head while swaying.

"Who am I? Who am I?"

The sloppy old man kept repeating this sentence. Suddenly, the moonlight illuminated the mountain, and the four words "Shushan Forbidden Land" on the mountain were extremely eye-catching.

The sloppy old man looked at the mountain with empty eyes, and his whole body suddenly became quiet.

“Where is this?”

"Why do I feel very familiar?"

"It seems like I have lived here for a long time... but why can't I remember it... I'm dead, all dead..."

The sloppy old man's emotions are very unstable, as if he is crazy or devil.

Changmei Zhenren was a little panicked. He was worried that the sloppy old man would not be able to control his or her for a while and that he and Ye Qiu would suffer.

"Little bastard, the swastika has the effect of cleaning the mind, use it quickly."

Ye Qiu raised his palm, and in an instant, a "卍" character with a fist appeared in his palm, emitting a strong golden light, covering the sloppy old man.

Suddenly, the old man calmed down.

The Changmei Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know what kind of stimulation this senior has been, how could he become like this?"

Ye Qiu sighed quietly: "Oh..."

The purple-green swords flew over again, and kept spinning around the old man, and the sword roared continuously.

"Little bastard, these two swords are causing trouble. If this continues, I'm worried..."

Before the Changmei Zhenren could finish his words, suddenly, the purple-green swords violently slashed on the stone sword above the sloppy old man's head.???.

The sloppy old man's empty and unscrupulous eyes suddenly shot out two divine lights, piercing through the void.

"I remembered it, I remembered it, I am the head of Shushan..."

"I am Dugu Wudi!"

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