Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 493 I have a gun, called boundless
"Little girl, leave some space for others so that we can meet again in the future."

The smoke and dust cleared, and an old man appeared on the spot, blocking the silver spear in Sikong Qianluo's hand with one hand.

Sikong Qianluo's pupils shrank.

"The Mysterious Realm of Divine Movement!"

Now that Shenyou Xuanjing had taken action, Sikong Qianluo knew in his heart that he had to do what he wanted, so he pulled back the spear in his hand. The man did not stop him, but stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the little girl in front of him.

“Each generation has its own talents, and the old are replaced by the new.”

The old man's eyes became somewhat distant, and he looked at the two people who were seriously injured by Sikong Qianluo, and he smiled coldly.

"I've told you long ago that there are always people better than you. I let you out here to see the world, not to die."

It was obvious that this person who appeared in the Divine Wandering Realm had a very close relationship with the two people from the Heaven Outside the Heaven, and could even be said to be his elders. In response to his preaching, the two people, who were originally very arrogant, suddenly became timid and did not dare to refute a word.

"Old man, bullying the weak is against morality!!"

Shenyou did not show up, not because they did not notice the commotion here, but because to them, the fighting among the younger generation was not worth their participation.

Now that the Shenyou behind Tianwai Tian has appeared, the nature of the matter is different.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared at the same place again. Compared with Sikong Qianluo, this person's spear intent and spear power were stronger. He stood there as if there was a magic spear standing between the vast heaven and earth. The sharp intent swirling around his body seemed to be able to pierce through the sky.

Sikong Qianluo stuck out his tongue and obediently called out "Dad".

Sikong Changfeng shook his head lovingly, then looked at the old man in black robe.

"Gun Immortal?"

"Then what do you think should be done?"

The Shenyou Xuanjing from Tianwai Tian seemed to have recognized the identity of the person who came. He had heard that there were endless geniuses in the martial arts world in recent years. The most eye-catching one was a young Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain. However, these old martial arts masters had never had the chance to meet him. Next came the new generation of Shenyou Xuanjing. Among them, the one who was famous for his spear skills was the third city lord of Xueyue City, the Spear Immortal - Sikong Changfeng.

"How about taking my shot?"

Sikong Changfeng laughed, and suddenly a gust of wind blew on the streets of Dongxuan. It was a small gust of wind, but it made people's hearts palpitate.

The visitor narrowed his eyes. Normally, when the younger generation of martial arts masters fight each other, the older generation like them would not intervene. This is already a tacit rule in the martial arts world. If he intervened today, it would be considered a violation of the rules. Sikong Changfeng's request was not excessive.

"can."

Sikong Changfeng laughed out loud. He had been in the martial arts world for a long time, but this was the first time he felt that not all the people in the mysterious realm were worthless.

Then Sikong Changfeng stretched out his hand, and the Silver Moon in Sikong Qianluo's hand seemed to be sensed by something and flew out of his hand.

"Qianluo, most martial artists in the world can be divided into three categories. The first type is losers, who have martial arts secrets in front of them but cannot get started, and their realm is still a mess. The second type is mediocre. Most of them can get started as long as they practice step by step, no matter the martial arts or secrets, but they can never break free from the constraints of the martial arts in their lifetime, and naturally they can't reach a higher realm. The third type is geniuses, who can often bring forth new ideas, comprehend the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and become the legend of an era. Father, I hope you will be the third type. This world is huge."

When Sikong Qianluo, Xiao Se and others standing behind Sikong Changfeng heard this, their eyes moved. As they could reach the free and easy heaven realm at such a young age, they were naturally arrogant. The words of the Gun Immortal seemed to be directed to Sikong Qianluo, but they were also spoken to them.

"Since we are rivals, then we should know each other's names. My name is Sikong Changfeng, and I am a disciple of Li Changsheng, the former chief priest of the academy. Friends in the martial arts world like to call me the Spear Immortal."

The aura around Sikong Changfeng began to fluctuate violently, and a wisp of spear intent began to wander around his body.

The visitor smiled.

"Li Changsheng, that old fellow." "Tianwaitian, Wuchen, the brothers in the past sect showed me kindness and called me the old shopkeeper."

Hearing the other party's name, Xiao Se frowned. This was a name he had never heard of. Logically speaking, for a force as big as Tianwai Tian, ​​someone with such strength as the other party should not be unknown.

"He has already entered the realm of returning to the true self, right? No, maybe even higher. After all, he was no longer in the state of wandering in the past."

Wu Chen's eyes were somewhat complicated as he told a story from the past.

Sikong Changfeng sighed leisurely.

"Master is like a dragon that can't be seen from head to tail. For ordinary people in the martial arts world, wandering in the mysterious realm is a mountain that is difficult to overcome, but for some people, it is just another starting point. The martial arts world is still the same martial arts world. As long as there are people, there will be fighting and hatred. Who dares to say that they can jump out of this cycle?"

Wu Chen's eyes were somewhat complicated. As Sikong Changfeng's words fell, the gun intent in his body became stronger and stronger. It turned out that what he said before was also the meaning.

The third type of person in the world - a genius. He hopes his daughter will be one because he is one.

"I have a gun, which rises in the vast chaos, blooms in the vast mountains and rivers, and matures in a foreign land. Today, it is seen in the apocalypse and the world. I call it boundless."

The gun intent swept through, and the gun force condensed into a magnificent force. Dozens of people in Tianqi City appeared silently on the roofs of various attics, all looking towards Dongxuan Street.

"Boundless?"

"His shot can fight against a mid-stage Divine Wanderer."

"It's just that his potential is a little terrifying. It's only been a short time."

Suddenly a thought flashed through my mind, with a hint of ease.

"My junior fellow apprentice is naturally not an ordinary person."

After the words were spoken, everything fell silent. Everyone present knew who had spoken the words and what the other person meant.

As the strongest person in Tianqi today, he fought against three people of the same level alone and defeated them. No one was willing to provoke him.

Wu Chen looked cautious. He had thought that Sikong Changfeng was a newcomer and his methods would not be too exaggerated, but he did not expect that this shot would be so amazing.

"In that case, then I will teach you a lesson!"

Wu Chen raised his hand and took slow steps forward. A breath of air rose into the sky and a phantom hovered over the sky above Apocalypse City. His divine wandering in the mysterious realm was already able to connect with the heaven and earth and use the power of heaven and earth for his own benefit.

"This guy is not simple!"

In the backyard of Xueluo Villa, at some point, the wine fairy Baili Dongjun came to Jun Yu's side. He looked towards the direction of Dongxuan Street from afar, a little surprised.

“Every fugue is not simple.”

Jun Yu narrowed his eyes. It was true that he was the strongest fighter in Apocalypse City at present, but he had never underestimated the realm of divine wandering. There were so many warriors in the world, but only a few could reach the realm of divine wandering.
If Zhao Shouyi had not accidentally broken the shackles between heaven and earth, it would not have been easy even for Baili Dongjun to become a wandering god.

"There is one more thing, the sword energy on Hua Jin's body."

"That little Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain is a little scary."

(End of this chapter)