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Chapter 256 The worldview of the disciples of Qishi Mansion is shattered
Qishi Mansion is the most peculiar existence in Zhongzhou. It is neither a great sect nor an ancient country. Most of the time, Qishi Mansion is sparsely populated. Only once every 1 years, Qishi Mansion becomes lively when it recruits disciples from the five regions of the world. .

In the past dynasties, the number of disciples of Qishi Mansion was only 800 at most, and only 500 at the lowest. This generation is considered a relatively strong generation, with a total of 720 disciples becoming disciples of Qishi Mansion.

As for why there are two more people than in the original time, of course it is because there are two more people, Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

Each of these 720 people is a top figure among the younger generation. To say they are saint-level figures is to underestimate them.

During the month of recruiting disciples, more than 1 people came every day. In one month, more than 30 people tried to enter Qishi Mansion, but there were very few people left.

Many saints and saints were not enough to watch, they were defeated by others, and left sadly.

Anyone who can enter the Qishi Mansion is the best among the best, the king among the kings.

It can be said that after 200 years, the people who rule the world must be these people!

But now these top figures of the younger generation, everyone said that they are geniuses with natural talents, but they were dumbfounded by what they saw.

Some people rubbed their eyes, thinking they were wrong, but when they looked at the sky, the blood-splattered figure was still flying.

All this turned out to be true!

"How is it possible that this monster from Beiyuan, the entire Qishi Mansion almost had to take a detour when they saw him, but now he was defeated by a hair?" The man murmured, completely dumbfounded.

"Brother!" Wang Chong let out a mournful cry, and rushed in the direction where Wang Tengfei was going.

Zhonghuang Xiang Yufei's calm expression suddenly changed. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Qing, who was standing still, as if he wanted to see through everything about him.

"Dao Dao? No, it can't be just a king. Even a king can't have such strength. With that Wang Teng's combat power, ordinary Dao Slayers won't be his opponents, even if he is a king. Defeat him with a single strand of hair."

"Could it be... Sanctified?!" Zhonghuang Xiang Yufei's face changed drastically, thinking of this terrible result, even he felt unreal.

Everyone couldn't keep calm anymore. Looking at the man with a calm expression, deep eyes, and an admirable feeling in his movements, everyone felt that the world was a little unreal.

At this time, among the wizards of the Five Realms, those who can analyze the battle situation normally, except for the Tianjiao of the level of the Zhonghuang Nanyao, and then the Tianjiao of the Eastern Wilderness.

Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, Yaoguang, and Zixia. Although these people were also shocked inside, they also felt as if this should be the case.

"Eight years have passed, and the gap between him and me has not narrowed, but has widened." Ji Haoyue took a deep breath, feeling powerless in her heart.

Back then, when he first heard of this person's reputation, he thought about chasing after him, but later this person's progress became faster and faster, and in just a few years, he would be able to defeat the great power and fight against the Holy Lord.

Even when their Patriarch of the Ji family went to Taixuanmen to ask for Zhuofeng, he was blocked by this man and chose to take a step back.

"Is there really such a person in the world? Breaking through the realm is like eating and drinking water, and there is no sign that the deeper the cultivation level, the slower it becomes. Who else can compete with such a person?" Ji Haoyue felt bitter in her heart, and her momentum plummeted. It seemed that Somewhat disheartened.

"Brother, don't be discouraged. Sooner or later you will become the Dacheng God King. You don't have to worry about the gains and losses in this day and night." Ji Ziyue looked at her brother worriedly. She, who is usually lively and agile, had nothing to do in the face of this situation. .

Because the gap is just a gap, it cannot be narrowed by a few words of comfort.

She could only find a way to make her brother face the reality, and then think about her own potential. After all, with Jiang Shen Wang Zhuyu in front of her, her brother could completely change his target for comparison, and he would only be hit in vain when compared with the God Lord.

Yaoguang looked at Zhou Qing with deep eyes, and said inwardly: "Over the years, I have always felt that there is a pair of invisible black hands behind the ruthless lineage, controlling the ruthless lineage and everything in the Yaoguang Holy Land. Could the invisible black hand be him?"

The situation of Zixia, the congenital Taoist fetus, was a bit special. Her body trembled slightly, her head was lowered, and drops of cold sweat flowed on Ruyu's face.

In the entire Qishi Mansion, even the Emperor Xiang Yufei may not have a clearer perception of Zhou Qing's horror than her.

She didn't have to guess whether Zhou Qing was a saint at all, because the moment Zhou Qing took action, she could clearly feel the extremely terrifying avenue.

In her world of perception, Zhou Qing's figure was infinitely taller and majestic. When facing him, it was harder for her to resist the feeling of worship than anyone else here.

That is not surrender, but returning to the Dao, going to the other shore, giving oneself a bright future, and a supreme belief.

There was always a voice in her heart, telling her that there was no need to resist, no need to resist, as long as she fell into His arms obediently, she would naturally embrace the light.

Under this terrifying suppression, not to mention fighting Zhou Qing, even wanting to take action was a luxury. Even to resist the call in his heart, he had already exhausted all his strength.

There was a big black dog next to her. At this time, he was looking at Zixia anxiously, walking around her, cursing in a low voice as he walked: "What the hell is going on with this kid? His previous physique There is absolutely no such suppressive power. Could it be that after his cultivation has improved, his physique is still improving step by step?"

It quickly took out some formation materials, carved a pattern of bullying the sky of the Great Emperor Wushi, and put it on Zixia's body, which stopped Zixia's trembling.

"Big Black Dog, thank you this time." Zixia's eyes showed gratitude.

"Zixia, you must keep this formation on your body at all times in the future, and activate it as soon as you meet Zhou Qing. Don't hesitate." Heihuang said solemnly.

Zixia knew the necessity of this matter and agreed immediately.

At this time, after Wang Teng was beaten into the air, he landed on the side of a mountain in the distance. Blood gushed out of his mouth continuously, and he showed an unbelievable gaze.

He put his hands on the ground and tried his best to stand up, but his arms trembled. After lifting his body less than an inch, he suddenly fell down again, and a large bunch of blood sprayed out of his mouth again.

And the root of all this comes from the hair on his chest.

It was black, crystal-clear, spotless, flawless, and extremely beautiful, but it suppressed him tightly here, unable to move his body an inch.

"Ah" Wang Teng roared, like a wounded wolf, trying his best to prove that he was still strong.

But everyone in Qishi Mansion felt an inexplicable sadness.

Wang Teng's emotional catharsis just before the battle was still remembered by everyone.

This is the result of more than ten years of hard work, more than ten years of hard work, and hundreds of near-death experiences.

Not only did he not take revenge, but he was suppressed again in an even more humiliating way.

Zhou Qing looked calmly at Wang Teng, who was lying there unable to move, but felt a little surprised in his heart.

He has controlled his strength well, and it stands to reason that Wang Teng would be knocked out directly, but now Wang Teng not only did not faint, but still has the strength to struggle.

"Are you wearing a king's battle suit? It seems that after you lost the ancient sword and the ancient chariot, your luck did not decrease, and you also gained many new treasures in the subsequent years." Zhou Qing's voice was slow. Rumors spread throughout this world.

When Wang Teng heard his words, his roar became more intense. As he struggled hard, his orifices were bleeding, and blood overflowed from every inch of his skin. He almost became a bloody man.

Wang Chong cried loudly at the side, trying to help him move the strand of hair, but the combined efforts of the two still had no effect.

Wang Chong's strength in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm was of little help to Wang Teng.

Zhou Qing no longer wants to pay attention to Wang Teng. After saying the last words to him, he simply regarded him as nothing and never looked at him again.

"God Lord!" "God Lord!"

Two figures ran out from the crowd, landed next to Zhou Qing, and saluted.

"Ye Fan, Pang Bo, it seems that your cultivation has not fallen behind in the past few years since I have been away. One transformed into a dragon seven times, and the other transformed into a dragon three times, which is quite good." Zhou Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"Thanks to the Zhou family elders for their teachings and generous supply of resources to us." Ye Fan said gratefully.

"I came to the Qishi Mansion this time to take the two of you back. From now on, I will personally teach your practice. The Qishi Mansion is useless to you for the time being." Zhou Qing said.

"Excuse me, Lord God, what state are you in now?" Pang Bo asked cautiously.

Today, he is no longer the ignorant mortal he was back then.

Back then, he could say "Can we also become people like the Lord of God?", but now he can't say it.

Only when he truly embarked on the path of cultivation did he clearly realize how terrible the qualifications of the Holy Lord were when he was only 17 years old and had already defeated all the powerful Lords. He was comparable to the top Holy Lord.

Even Xiang Yufei, who shocked the world in Qishi Mansion, who has lived since 9000 years ago, and now the man who is crowned the emperor, is much worse than the god master back then.

In the entire Qishi mansion, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were the two who dismissed Wang Teng's gauntlet the most.

In their view, Wang Teng's invitation to fight was definitely a self-inflicted humiliation, and there was absolutely no chance of defeating the God Lord.

Although the current scene shocked the two of them, what shocked them was that the Divine Master was much easier than they imagined. They thought that the Divine Master would at least have to punch or slap Wang Teng to defeat him. .

Unexpectedly, the situation they imagined did not appear at all. It was just a light hair, like the aggregation of countless mountains, suppressing Wang Teng there, unable to move at all.

That's why Pang Bo asked so cautiously, because the two of them had a guess in their hearts, but this guess was so unbelievable that they didn't dare to believe it.

"As you all think, I am now sanctified." Zhou Qing said flatly.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo suddenly felt huge waves in their hearts, and they were horrified. Although they had expected it, they couldn't help being shocked after Zhou Qingzhen admitted it.

"You can go back and tidy up your cave. I'm going to see the saint from Qishi Mansion. After that, I will notify you to leave." Zhou Qing said.

"Understood." Ye Fan and Pang Bo responded in unison.

Then the two quickly left here and returned to their cave.

Among the people watching, many looked at the figures of Ye Fan and Pang Bo with extremely emotional expressions.

"I didn't expect that there is such a big boss behind the Holy Body. How many people in this world dare to target the current Holy Body? This is no better than the 6000-year-old Saint Tianxuan in the East Wasteland. We all know that saint. It is impossible to protect the Holy Body all the time, but this one is different, this one can really protect it all the time!"

These people naturally heard what Zhou Qing just said. Everyone was shocked, but also expected it.

Without the intervention of a saint, who could suppress an extremely powerful person with just a hair?
Only a saint, a drop of blood can kill a mighty man, and a strand of hair can crush mountains and rivers, can do such unimaginable things.

In a certain corner, two men stood together, one was of medium build, about 23, [-], with dark skin and sharp eyes.

The other has a strong figure, two heads taller than the average figure, and is dressed in white. The mountain where he is located is a snow-capped mountain, as if it has merged with the wind and snow.

This is a scene created by his mana, simulating heavy snow that lasts for several months, which is enough to see the tyranny of this person.

But now the man's expression was very bitter, and he said to the man of medium build: "Brother Yan, do we really have a chance to avenge the Eucharist?"

"Brother Chu, I'm confused too." The man called Brother Yan murmured.

Of these two people, one is Yan Yunluan, an incomparably monstrous existence who entered the Qishi Mansion while crossing the catastrophe. At that time, everyone's eyes were shocked.

The other is Chutian, the most terrifying existence that broke out on the first day of the opening of the Qishi Mansion. With the cultivation base of transforming dragons and five transformations, he fought all the way in, and none of the tens of thousands of people in front of the Qishi Mansion was his. opponent.

However, during the exploration of the Immortal Mansion not long ago, the two were severely defeated by Ye Fan.

Exhausted all kinds of secret techniques and used all kinds of methods, none of them caused any harm to Ye Fan. Instead, two people were beaten and ran away with their heads in their hands, seriously injured. just die.

It was also this battle that made Ye Fan fight to the point where the heroes from all walks of life lost their voices, and instantly became a dazzling new star in the Qishi Mansion, and even disciples who were also from the Qishi Mansion followed behind him as his little followers.

While many disciples in Qishi Mansion were thinking wildly, Zhou Qing had already walked into the small wine shop.

At this time, the old palace master had already wiped a table clean with a rag, placed a jug of old wine and a few dishes of side dishes, and waited for Zhou Qing's arrival.

(End of this chapter)