"It's very strange, the Human Emperor."

Jiang Renwang looked into the distance and said suspiciously, "We have been around for most of the time. He has passed by the quasi-holy realm just now, but he hasn't come to find us. What's going on? Didn't he recognize us?"

Zhou Shu was also a little puzzled, "It's not that the quasi-saints have true vision, so they must have seen me."

King Jiang Ren thought for a while and said happily, "Maybe he is not the quasi-saint of the Immortal World, or he doesn't know you at all, that's fine."

Zhou Shu said slowly, "It's good for us, but it may not be for King Mu. If he doesn't come because of us, he may stay here forever."

"There's nothing to do. It's impossible to drive it away. We'll fight now...ah! He's here!"

Jiang Renwang exclaimed, and a light flashed from afar, looking at the direction that was coming here, and the invisibility of the mayfly in the Demon Abyss was obviously not effective at all.

"Here you come, stop."

Zhou Shu was very calm, and the mayfly stood in the air, shivering twice and stabilizing.

An old man with white hair and hair suddenly appeared thousands of miles away, with an ancient and dark sword box behind him, and his eyes swept over like lightning.

He is a sword cultivator, but not a Shushan sword cultivator.

This is Zhou Shu’s first impression, most of whom are not from the fairy world.

Zhou Shu raised his hand and said, "I have met fellow Taoists."

After going through the Taoist tribulation, Zhou Shu always regarded himself as a founder of Taoism. Unless he met a saint, no matter who else he was, he would no longer be called a senior.

The old man frowned, but did not show his anger, "Who are you?"

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "Do you plan to avoid letting someone enter the Xuchang Realm?"

“It’s a waste of time.”

The old man shook his head, as if he sighed, and suddenly reached out to grab Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu stood still and flew out a transparent spear with his right hand and stabbed him radially. The mayfly beneath him pulled away, and the speed was surprisingly fast. In an instant, he flew with Jiang Renwang and Yinwei to tens of thousands of miles away.

They had already agreed that they had met the Quasi-Saint, so Zhou Shu could only go there alone.

The old man seemed to have a little interest, and turned his hand to swing the spear away. The spear turned around in the air and still stabbed the old man.

The old man watched the spear approaching him, his speed increasing and he flew to dozens of miles. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. A flash of light, and the spear broke inch by inch, collapsed like an avalanche in a few breaths, but the falling fragments still insisted on moving forward until they disappeared a hundred feet away.

He looked at Zhou Shu, "Your power is very strange, where did you learn it?"

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Why did fellow Taoist suddenly take action?"

“It’s such a waste.”

The old man sighed slightly and grabbed it again with his hand.

Zhou Shu waved his sleeves one after another, and several spears that were solid as solid as a substance came first, crossing them to block the big hand.

The big hand was unaware of it, and it still moved forward without reducing its speed at all. The spear suddenly turned into several long ropes, wrapping the big hand around, and exerting its force very deep, and you could see the traces of the rope being pulled into your hand.

The old man's face changed slightly, he sneered, struggled a few times with his big hands, and continued forward with the rope.

During the process of advancing, the ropes were still tightening, but they were still unable to catch their strength. When the big hand was about to approach Zhou Shu, several ropes had been broken free and scattered into flocs, unable to continue, and were flying everywhere.

Zhou Shu shouted softly, his hands were pushed out flat, and a shield appeared and suddenly stood in front of him.

The big hand was in the center of the shield, and a few dull bangs, the shield shattered, and the big hand was finally exhausted and turned into clouds and smoke.

The old man suddenly stood there, his eyes narrowed into a thread, "This kind of power... were you cultivated by those in the Immortal Court?"

Zhou Shu took a few steps and said slowly, "Immortal Court, does it have anything to do with me?"

"It's such a waste of time to ask you."

The old man shook his head, and only smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I have seen a lot of boys like you, and I will only talk well if I tied it up."

The sword box on his back suddenly flew up and landed in front of him. The old man put his hand on the sword box, his eyes suddenly sharp, as if he had become another person.

The sword box vibrates, and the sword light flashes.

The green light breaks through the sky, and a thousand miles of only one thought. When the light is seen, the sword will be enlightened.

The sword intent swept across the sky, and Zhou Shu was instantly destroyed, leaving only nothingness in place.

The old man was slightly surprised and murmured unconsciously, "Didn't it be that he has not controlled it well and has used his power? It shouldn't be, how could my sword intent make such a ridiculous mistake?"

Just as I was surprised, a figure quickly formed in the void thousands of miles away.

Who else could it be if Zhou Shu wasn't there, there was still a trace of panic left on his face, but soon the panic turned into joy.

The old man's sword intent was indeed domineering. Wherever the sword intent came, it was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. The laws withered one after another, and they could not even resist it. However, not all laws were completely eliminated by the sword intent. For example, the law of order and reincarnation could be temporarily stable. Then the relaxing power that tolerated these laws naturally could find an opportunity to leave, and the body, soul and soul were all integrated into it, quickly shifting their positions, avoiding this attack.

The first time I faced the attack of the quasi-saint, I was in danger of panic, and the joy I felt later was normal.

The quasi-saint of sword cultivator in front of him is quite powerful and uses sword intent, which can overwhelm most laws. The sword box is mostly a Taoist weapon. If even his attacks can be avoided, it should not be difficult to avoid other quasi-saints, which means that Zhou Shu already has a strong self-protection power.

When Jiang Renwang, hundreds of thousands of miles away, could not help but cheer when he saw this scene.

With just one sound, before the second sound could be shouted, the old man's eyes had already swept over. The sharp sword intent made him feel restless, and then he ran back in a panic. Fortunately, the old man just took a look and had no intention of chasing him.

The old man looked at Zhou Shu and said slowly, "You..."

After saying only one word, he stroked the sword and pressed it, and a sword light suddenly arrived.

Zhou Shu's face changed slightly, but when he saw the sword light, Shu's power wrapped him around and escaped like dust.

This is an instinctive reaction and also the self-protection of Shu Zhidao. However, what is interesting is that when the power of Shu is fully exerted, some vague power from the Xuchang Realm came and naturally merged into the Taoist furnace.

There are also people in Xuchang world who adhere to Shu’s way.

This time the old man seemed to be angry. Zhou Shu had just shown his figure in another place, and the sword light appeared again, and he was dispersed like a shadow.

The ghosts are not dispersed.

Zhou Shu sighed inwardly, and his body hidden in Shu's power began to wander around, thinking whether he should continue to appear.

Continue to come out, the sword light will still follow, but if it doesn't come out...

He was still thinking, but the old man moved and was landing where Zhou Shu had just disappeared. The sword box swayed and shone brightly.

The invisible and intangible sword intent fell around, completely covering thousands of miles. The sword intent was intertwined and entangled with each other, like dense nets, scattering around in the void.

I wanted Zhou Shu to have nowhere to go and had to show up.

Feeling that the overall situation was settled, the old man laughed, "Don't he be willing to come out?"

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