Chapter 1337: This treasure should be in Zhongzhou

Walking out of the cave, the unfathomable power in Wan Qing's body gradually converged in this step.

His body is Chaos Qinglian, and he can only transform into a human form when he is 90,000 years old, but even so, his strength is at least at the quasi-emperor level.

It's just that when Chaos Qinglian came from the beginning of the world, her knowledge was extraordinary, and she also knew that these powers were actually imprisoned on herself.

Therefore, when he was reborn into a human body, he left all his power in the Qinglian body, but his power was only at the level of the god king.

Taking all the power he once had as the first knife to cut the road, this is Wan Qing's spirit, since he can have the opportunity to come back again, he naturally wants to do his best.

When he left before, in order to be able to deter those guys, he had to use some of the power of his body, but now he is letting this power dissipate.

It's just that when he just walked out of the cave, an old man wearing a Taoist robe quietly appeared in front of Wan Qing.

Behind the old man, there were two long swords hanging in the air, and the black and white air currents in the two long swords were staggered, which added a bit of fairy wind to the old man's body.

The most important thing is that the old man's body has a faint temperament that is in line with the achievement, and he is a cultivator, at least at the semi-saint level.

Now it is the end of the Dharma era of a great emperor who has transformed the Dao for more than 7,000 years, and a strong man at the semi-saint level, even if it is the four great dynasties and the great sect of the princes, he rarely possesses it.

"This little friend, the old man speculated that there was a treasure on your body, which should belong to Zhongzhou, but the little friend wanted to leave with him, it's not appropriate!"

The old man stroked his beard lightly and spoke with a faint smile on his face, but in his eyes, there was a little greedy glint flashing.

He is a strong man of the Great Sect of Zhuzi in Zhongzhou, and he has obtained a special means of deduction, and he calculates that there will be a treasure of opinion here.

Although he didn't know what the treasure was, according to the hexagram, it probably had something to do with the emperor of this era.

And the Great Sect of the Sons of Zhongzhou, whose status is similar to that of the ordinary holy land of the Eastern Wilderness, except that the emperor has not been born, the background is not much inferior to the imperial dynasty.

For them, it is their greatest obsession to let their sect give birth to a great emperor and become the fifth largest force that can compete with the four major dynasties.

This time he was lucky enough to find such a treasure, even if he knew that the treasure was born and it must be extraordinary, he was still impatient to make a move.

And when he saw Wan Qing, the aura that belonged to the Qinglian body on Wan Qing's body had not completely dissipated, and he subconsciously was one, this was the power of the supreme treasure, so he spoke impatiently.

It's just that Wan Qing looked at the old man in front of him, and a special light flashed in his eyes.

Half-saint level powerhouses, no matter what era they are, can be regarded as a few superior powerhouses among these top forces.

Especially in the era of the end of the law, those who can still reach the half-saint level, as long as they can survive until the end of the end of the law era, at least they are the top powerhouses of the great saint level.

Even if Wan Qing had strong enough potential, it would not be so simple to deal with such an existence.

Just looking at the light in the old man's eyes, Wan Qing knew very well that this time it would definitely not be so simple.

So without any hesitation, Wan Qing took a step, and in the palm of his hand, a chaotic green lotus had quietly gathered, and it was directly slapped out with his palm.

It's just that when he saw this scene, a sneer appeared on the old man's face, and he said softly: "At a young age, but you can have the cultivation of the god king level, it seems that you have really obtained the treasure, but at such a time, in front of the old man, it is far from enough!"

As he spoke, the old man pointed out lightly, and at his fingertips, a sword light of black and white air currents staggered rushed out.

The Qinglian in Wan Qing's palm contained part of the power of Wan Qing's Chaos Qinglian Dao, and it should have been the top means.

However, Wan Qing, who had cut off the power of his previous life, his current cultivation is only at the level of a god king, and the condensed green lotus can only be in vain.

And the strength of the old man is at the semi-saint level, and his original mastery of the law is actually only the most superficial part.

But the old man has been cultivating for more than 3,000 years, and his mastery of power has long been superb, and because of luck, he has also mastered part of the true meaning of the Yin and Yang Dao.

This sword light looks delicate, and it doesn't have the courage of the top means like the green lotus, but in the blink of an eye, it split the green lotus.

And the smile on the old man's face was even brighter, and he said with a smile.

"Little guy, you really have mastered the top treasure, but it's a pity, your cultivation is not enough, you can't master the real power of the treasure, you can only be a pearl covered with dust, such a thing, let's enjoy it for the old man!"

When he said this, his hand stretched out with a grin, not taking Wan Qing in his eyes at all.

And when he saw this scene, a flash of light flashed in Wan Qing's eyes, and a wisp of chaotic air flowed down from his fingertips, and when the old man's palm fell, a finger suddenly pointed out.

The power of the Chaos Sect is actually a more advanced existence than the Qinglian Dao, but Wan Qing didn't use a law at all, but just relied on his own strength to condense a wisp of chaotic airflow.

If the opponent is a powerhouse at the Martial Saint level, even if the Chaos Airflow has an extraordinary origin, such a rootless water will not have much effect.

But the opponent also occupies a holy word, but after all, he has not stepped into the level of the great sage, and there is still a big gap.

A finger containing the chaotic air flow pointed out, and a blood hole had appeared directly in the old man's palm.

Such a small injury, for a semi-saint-level powerhouse, can be resolved in just a blink of an aura, but at this moment, the beginninglessness shown is a strength that is not inferior to that of the old man.

It's just that the injured old man's face was even more hideous, and he shouted coldly at Wan Qing: "Boy, you dare to plot against this seat, you don't want to survive today!"

As he spoke, the two long swords behind his back were unsheathed at the same time, and the rich yin and yang qi condensed in the old man's body.

The old man's cultivation is only at the half-saint level, but the pair of long swords behind him are clearly treasures at the saint soldier level.

Moreover, these two long swords come from a couple, although the two are not the two holy bodies of the sun and the sun, their attainments in yin and yang are extraordinary.

After the two joined forces, even the powerhouses of the Great Sage level had to retreat, and they could be regarded as the top powerhouses in the old man's sect.

This pair of long swords brings together the hard work of the two of them, even if they are compared to the treasures of the quasi-emperor soldier level, they are not inferior.

The old man was trapped in the half-saint level for nearly 10,000 years, but he saw that he put all his thoughts on this pair of long swords, relying on them, the old man's strength was comparable to that of a martial saint.

It's just that when he saw this scene, a smile appeared on Wan Qing's face, and he suddenly said slowly: "You want to rely on the power of the magic weapon?"