Master is so cold

Chapter 149 Please Ancestor Take Action! (Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass!)

"Nanli, how dare you! If you dare to hurt Su Mo today, I will live with you forever!"

Li Taibai yelled fiercely, and slashed at Patriarch Nanli with the long sword in his hand.

"Qinglian Sword Two, climb Taibai!"

Li Taibai's temperament changed in a blink of an eye, his breath was desolate, and he slashed his sword towards the figure of Patriarch Nanli.

When the sword comes out, the bright moon is born.

"Li Taibai, your opponent is me!"

Xuanwuyan laughed loudly, the power of Xuanwu exploded in his hand, and he received Li Taibai's sword.

For a while, the two fought together again.

Because of Li Taibai's sword strike, Patriarch Nanli became alarmed and immediately stopped for a moment.

With Li Taibai's strength, he didn't dare to take Li Taibai's sword casually.

Seeing that Xuanwuyan quickly caught Li Taibai's sword light, he felt relieved and approached Su Mo with one hand.

There was a sly smile on his face.

Su Mo frowned.

That smile obviously harbored malicious intentions, and there was a hint of murderous intent in the smile!
He actually wanted to kill Su Mo!

How could it be possible for him to succeed!Su Mo suddenly raised the fairy sword in his hand, and quickly slashed out with a swift stroke.

"Qinglian Sword Nine, Qinglian Sword Song!"

Three thousand green lotuses rose up and slashed towards Patriarch Nanli.

This time, Qinglian's strength is vastly different from before!

There seems to be a trace of chaos in the green lotus.

It was because of Patriarch Nanli's hesitation at that moment that Su Mo had the chance to strike this sword.

It's just that this sword is too hasty, and it's hard to have the combat power under the heyday.

Soon, three thousand green lotuses were chopped in the hands of Patriarch Nanli, and they exploded with a sound of gold and iron.

"Hehe, it's interesting. After breaking through the Extreme Spiritual Wisdom Realm, your strength has increased again. However, I really can't figure out how your cultivation base returned to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm?"

"Could it be related to your breaking through the extreme realm?"

Patriarch Nanli smiled miserably, and reached for his hand again, but this time, Lihuo was burning in his hand.

Su Mo's expression changed suddenly.

However, he has no time to take care of these right now. Instead, he set up his long sword and frantically ran towards the distance.

Jian Xiaohong is a fairy sword spirit, flying extremely fast.

"Hmph, run? In front of this deity, can you also escape?"

Patriarch Nanli's figure flashed, and he came to Su Mo, stretched out his hand, and Li Huo was raging.

"Master!"

"Senior brother!"

"Uncle Su!"

Seeing that Su Mo was in trouble, everyone in the Qinglian Sword Sect suddenly looked worried and exclaimed.

It's just that Nanli Patriarch's strength is too terrifying, and they have nothing to do.

A strong man from the Ninth Tribulation Realm of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm wanted to make a move, but he couldn't even touch the figure of Patriarch Nanli.

The strength of Nanli Patriarch was like a huge moat, standing in front of everyone.

Su Mo's originally cold and arrogant face gradually showed a hint of madness.

Could it be that he, Su Mo, is really going to die here today?

"Nanli junior, how dare you be so presumptuous in Qinglian Sword Sect!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out from the depths of Qinglian Sword Sect!
The voice roared like a dragon, shaking the mountains.

A black hole suddenly appeared beside Su Mo, and a white-haired old man entangled in death suddenly walked out of the black hole.

The old man held a long sword in his hand and cut Qinglian with his sword.

That Qinglian doesn't look strange, it doesn't have the greatness of Li Taibai's million-foot sword intent, but this little Qinglian blocked Patriarch Nanli's hand at will.

Patriarch Nanli's face suddenly changed wildly!
The old man's aura was several times stronger than that of Li Taibai!
Patriarch Nanli didn't notice for a while, and was cut in the arm by a sword, dripping with blood.

After missing a single blow, the police suddenly rose up, and the figure of Nanli Patriarch suddenly retreated.

"Mo Baichuan! You are Mo Baichuan!"

"Mo Baichuan, aren't you dead? How could you appear here?"

Patriarch Nanli yelled mournfully.

He looked shocked.

The old man smiled slightly, and said calmly: "What, why does this deity have to die?"

Accompanied by the appearance of the old man, the faces of the several Death Profound Realm cultivators standing high in the sky suddenly changed drastically.

Even Su Mo looked at it in disbelief.

Isn't this the one who contributed [-] cool points to Su Mo?
"Mo Baichuan, could it be that the mysterious grand elder in Qinglian Sword Sect is Mo Baichuan?"

Tianlei Shengzong thundered in surprise.

Qinglian Sword Sect has a total of nine Supreme Elders, and the other eight are known to everyone in the world. They are all practitioners who have entered the realm of life and death since Qinglian Sword Sect.

There is only one person, and it is said that he existed when the sect was created.

Mo Baichuan, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, was born out of nowhere like Li Taibai back then, with a long sword in his hand, so that no one in the world dared to fight back.

However, in the year when Mo Baichuan was born, there were already people who proved to be immortals.

No matter how amazingly talented Mo Baichuan is, there is absolutely no possibility of becoming a fairy.

In an era, only one person can become a fairy, which has been proven for millions of years.

The previous generation of immortals was the Yushu Immortal of Shengxuan Mountain, who achieved the position of immortal with a painting brush.

Now the fairy painting brush that has become a fairy weapon is still enshrined in Shengxuan Mountain.

3000 years ago, the Yushu Immortal fell, red rain fell from the sky, and the blood of the Immortal fell.

Now, Mo Baichuan, who was rumored to be dead long ago, actually appeared in Qinglian Sword Sect.

Mo Baichuan smiled slightly, "You juniors are really unreasonable. You will beat Su Mo's little baby to death if he breaks the limit, and even make my old bones come out for activities. You, it's simply I'm so mad at my deity."

After finishing speaking, Mo Baichuan walked up to Su Mo and patted Su Mo on the shoulder.

"Good boy, breaking the four basic extremes and setting off the revival of the Dao of Heaven, it seems that he is more qualified to join the sect than that kid Li Taibai."

Su Mo turned sideways and saluted slightly.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life."

"Hey, why bother to be outsiders? You are Li Taibai's favorite person, and you are also the Qinglian Xianzong's favorite person. I only hope that you can fall into that person's eyes."

"Qinglian Xianzong?"

Su Mo was a little confused.

Su Mo got some information when he first got a high cold value.

There are more than twenty great ascetics of the Death Profound Realm of the Qinglian Immortal Sect, and Mo Baichuan is one of them.

There is even a quasi-immortal among them!

Even Su Mo was taken aback.

No wonder when Li Taibai talked about Qinglian Sword Sect's background, even Lihuo Sacred Sect couldn't compare with it.

Not true.

But, which sect is Qinglian Xianzong?
Su Mo had never heard of it.

"It's okay, you will know when your cultivation base is higher."

Mo Baichuan smiled easily, turned his head to look at Nanli Patriarch and said, "Young Nanli, you dare to attack Qinglian Sword Sect. Do you really think that there is no one in Qinglian Sword Sect?"

"Today, let me see if Lihuo Daoyi, who claimed to burn everything back then, still has the same style as before!"

With a flick of the long sword in Mo Baichuan's hand, a frightened bird rose, and Qinglian manifested.

Nanli Patriarch's expression suddenly changed. Mo Baichuan's strength has been famous for thousands of years, and his combat power can be ranked among the top ten in the world!
How could Patriarch Nanli be able to defeat him!

He hurriedly stepped into the void, wanting to fly into the distance.

Li Huo's Dao Intent rose from behind, and nine Li Huo's hundreds of thousands of feet high suddenly appeared, hitting Mo Baichuan.

"Hmph! It's too bad, no wonder the Lihuo Sacred Sect is so unbearable!"

"The prestige of Huo Litian back then has been completely lost by you!"

Mo Baichuan snorted coldly, Qinglian cut out, and directly cut off all Jiudao Lihuo.

"You juniors, dare to bully my Qinglian Sword Sect!"

Mo Baichuan ascended to the void and looked at the crowd, his whole body filled with lifeless energy and his gaze was strict.

Seeing this scene, the ascetics were horrified!
As an old monster who has been famous for thousands of years, Mo Baichuan's strength is much stronger than Li Taibai's.

Moreover, Mo Baichuan actually used Qinglian Sword Intent, which is completely inconsistent with the record ten thousand years ago. What is so tricky about it!
"Mo Baichuan, you really thought we would be afraid of you!"

Xuanwuyan stood in the void, looking at Patriarch Nanli who was fleeing frantically in the distance, with an extremely ugly expression.

No wonder Qinglian Sword Sect dared to compete with the Sacred Sect in this great world. With Li Taibai and Mo Baichuan alone, Qinglian Sword Sect might not even be afraid of the ordinary Nine Sacred Sects.

Even in the Four Elements Sect, within the sect, there are only one or two who can defeat these two.

However, since it is the Holy Sect, when it comes to the true background, how can you be afraid.

The centipede is dead but not stiff, no matter how unbearable the Holy Sect is, it will not be the turn of the Qinglian Sword Sect to be so crazy!
What's more, the number of people present at the Death Profound Realm of the Holy Sect is several times that of the Qinglian Sword Sect!
"Everyone, do you still have to hold back? No matter how powerful Mo Baichuan is, he is the only one. What's more, he is full of death, and the meaning of death has already overwhelmed his eyebrows. He may not even have a hundred years of life. If you dare to make a move, you will definitely die faster, there are eight of us here!"

"Could it be that, with the power of the eight sects and eight people including me, can't we still destroy a Qinglian sword sect!"

Xuan Wuyan drank violently here, his eyes blazing fiercely.

At the same time, a trace of death energy overflowed from his body and flowed into his hands.

The left hand is full of vitality, and the right hand is condensed with the meaning of death.

This is the realm of life and death.

All kinds of Taoism in the world are transformed into life and death, transforming yin and yang, and becoming immortals instantly.

Xuanwuyan was completely on fire today, and was completely enraged by Qinglian Sword Sect.

"My lord Xuanwu is right. No matter how famous he is, Mo Baichuan, how could he still be able to defeat the alliance of our eight sects?"

"I didn't expect that Qinglian Sword Sect's background is so amazing. If there is nothing tricky, I will be the first to say no."

Suddenly a strong man like an iron tower stepped out, looked at Mo Baichuan and smiled coldly.

He is one of the Twelve Saint Clans, a member of the Divine Elephant Clan, and his cultivation is also at the Death Profound Realm.

The Divine Elephant Sacred Clan was ranked at the bottom of the Twelve Sacred Clans, but they were still among the Sacred Clans. Facing Mo Baichuan, they naturally didn't have too much fear.

Moreover, if one really obtains the method of the extreme state, it will be an excellent thing for the idol saints.

Therefore, he is willing to take a gamble!
"Senior Mo, we only seek the ultimate law, nothing else."

Lei Ming of Tianlei Shengzong also said.

For a moment, the six people in the field, plus Xuan Wuyan and Patriarch Nanli, launched an attack at the same time.

Su Mo's expression became more and more cold.

Today, it really can't be good.

However, thinking of the Qinglian Xianzong that Mo Baichuan was talking about, Su Mo suddenly had the urge to laugh.

They don't really think that Qinglian Sword Sect is just Mo Baichuan and Li Taibai, two great cultivators of Death Profound Realm.

No, no, no.

"Hahaha, the Eight Sects teamed up, and I really think highly of this deity."

Mo Baichuan burst out laughing suddenly, "That's right, I really don't have a lifespan of a hundred years, and I really regret my life. It's really worthless to waste my lifespan on you."

"It's a pity that your understanding of Qinglian Sword Sect is really too little."

After finishing speaking, Mo Baichuan's expression froze, he turned around suddenly, and bowed his head towards the depths of the Qinglian Mountains.

"Mo Baichuan, a registered disciple of the Qinglian Immortal Sect, please help the ancestor!"

Mo Baichuan knelt down on one knee, his eyes were frenzied, and his body was full of lifeless anger, which actually surged violently.

(End of this chapter)