The Abandoned Young Master of a Wealthy Cultivation Family

Chapter 4122: Qihuang Supreme

"Don't you remember that the two people from the Bi Cang Divine Valley and the Hai Luo Ling Palace are still in the Taiqing Pavilion?" Su Bai said.

After hearing these words, Su Hanyue immediately understood.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Strike while the iron is hot and take care of Hailuo Ling Palace and Bi Cang Shengu as well?"

Su Bai nodded. "Since we are going to take action, then speed is of the essence. Don't give them time to prepare. Only then can we destroy them all at the lowest cost. Do you still have the strength to fight now?"

Su Hanyue snorted softly, "Of course! The injury is a bit serious, but if you can give me some life energy on the way to Taiqing Pavilion, I'm sure I can recover a lot."

Su Bai curled his lips and said, "Since you've asked to borrow it, I won't be stingy in giving you a favor."

Su Hanyue rolled her eyes at Su Bai and said, "Are you all going? If you all go, I'm afraid the speed won't be that fast."

Su Bai shook his head slightly, "There's no need to go all together. Leave Bai Jing Lingzun here to guard the remaining temples in Luohe Heavenly Palace. The others who have reached the level of Sainthood and above can just follow the two of us!"

"I understand." Su Hanyue nodded slightly, then stepped forward to give orders.

Su Yuwei also came to Su Bai's side. In this battle, Su Yuwei also made a great contribution. She single-handedly held back two mid-stage transcendent saints from Luohe Tiangong, and also suppressed one person.

Su Yuwei was not injured, just a little exhausted!

"Sir, why don't I stay here to guard it? Ling Zun is more powerful, and it would be a waste of her talent if she stayed here!" Su Yuwei said.

Su Bai shook his head. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the remaining temples of Luohe Heavenly Palace, his gaze falling on the spreading evil spirit.

"These evil energies are still powerful, you may not be able to deal with them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Bai raised his hand, and thousands of sword energies emerged one after another, automatically condensing into a small thousand sword formation, which contained the true essence of Su Bai's swordsmanship.

He handed the Xiaoqian Sword Formation to Baijing Lingzun.

"Leave this to Ling Zun! If there is any abnormality, try to solve it with my sword formation. If it cannot be solved, just retreat without hesitation." Su Bai said.

Bai Jing Lingzun took the sword formation and nodded heavily.

In this battle of gods, Su Bai's powerful fighting ability has been completely recognized by Bai Jing Ling Zun. At this moment, Bai Jing Ling Zun naturally would not question Su Bai's decision.

After finishing his instructions, Su Bai crushed the void with one foot. The power of time and space condensed in front of his foot at an astonishing speed and in a mysterious way, and a space-time channel quietly appeared in front of him.

The fastest way to get to Taiqing Pavilion is through time and space.

Su Bai glanced at Su Hanyue, who immediately understood and ordered all the extraordinary saints except Bai Jing Lingzun to rush to Taiqing Pavilion with the help of the space-time channel condensed by Su Bai.

At that time in Taiqing Pavilion.

Zhuang Wuwei and Chang Gengluo have been completely suppressed!

In the territory of Taiqing Pavilion, they were suppressed by the ancestral formation of Taiqing Pavilion, and coupled with the difference in numbers and strength, even if the two of them burned their divine blood to fight, they could not hold out for long.

The power of Mo Lao's formation imprisoned the two of them, but killing them would not be an easy task. In terms of combat power, these two were slightly better than Chen Yusheng.

Several shackles imprisoned the two men's bodies, blocked the flow of their divine power, and continued to corrode their flesh.

Chang Gengluo and Zhuang Wuwei never thought that they would end up in such a situation one day, and they felt unacceptable for a moment.

Zhuang Wuwei gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Baiqiu, are you sure you want to completely turn against us? Stop now, and we can still live in peace!"

At this point, Zhuang Wuwei no longer had any self-control and started calling Mr. Mo by his name.

Mr. Mo looked indifferent and unmoved.

"My attitude is very clear. Even if I have to sacrifice the entire Taiqing Pavilion, I will definitely make sure that you, the descendants of evil spirits, suffer heavy losses." said Mr. Mo.

Outside Taiqing Pavilion, dark clouds gathered and a strong wind blew up, which swept up sand and dust and quickly formed a terrible storm in the sky.

In the storm, a huge illusory face emerged, looking down at Taiqing Pavilion from above.

"Mo Baiqiu, I haven't dealt with you for hundreds of millions of years. How could you be so arrogant?" A low voice came from the storm.

When this voice was uttered, an extremely strong pressure covered the entire Taiqing Pavilion. For a moment, all the disciples of Taiqing Pavilion could sense the terrifying and unfathomable aura!

Old Mo stood in Taiqing Pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the face in the storm outside the pavilion.

"Your name is your honor."

The face in the storm was none other than the strongest of the Hailuoling Palace, known as Shangzun, who was at the same level of cultivation as Mo Lao.

Not just a name.

The vast smoke turned into a palm print that came down from the sky and hit the Taiqing Pavilion formation fiercely. For a moment, the entire formation trembled.

"Shangzun Qihuang."

The owner of this palm print is the most powerful Qihuang Shangzun of the Bi Cang Divine Valley, and he is also a transcendent and holy being!

Old Mo made a move silently, and with the help of the power of the ancestral formation, he dissipated the pressure from Ming Shangzun and the palm print from Qihuang Shangzun.

The figure of Qihuang Shangzun appeared in the sky. Although he and Old Mo were from the same era, he dressed himself quite young and looked like he was in his twenties or thirties, but there were still some white hairs on his temples.

He was wearing a light yellow gown and had a stern face.

"Mo Baiqiu, hand over my Valley Master of Shengu." Qihuang Shangzun said in a cold voice.

In addition to him, several figures appeared behind him, all of them were powerful men from the Bi Cang Divine Valley.

One of them was holding a magical instrument that looked like a sundial, and faintly emitted a terrifying aura.

Mo Lao said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, just start the war!"

Old Mo's figure rose into the air, and he raised his hand slightly. In an instant, the ancestral formation of the entire Taiqing Pavilion was running to the extreme. Several terrifying magic circle forces condensed into three sword energies in the sky.

"cut!"

Old Mo didn't waste any time talking to them and just took action directly.

Three sword energies, containing three extreme destructive forces, slashed towards Qihuang Shangzun and Ming Shangzun at the same time.

Two of them were aimed at the Supreme Master Qihuang.

He is old but still pretends to be in his twenties or thirties. Mr. Mo is most annoyed with him.

Ming Shangzun looked at Qihuang Shangzun, who nodded slightly.

Qi Huang Shang Zun lowered his eyebrows and said, "Do you think that I can't do anything to you just by relying on the power of the ancestral formation?"

After a moment, the figure holding the "sundial" magic weapon next to Qihuang Shangzun stood up and handed the magic weapon to Qihuang Shangzun.

The great and extraordinary divine power of Qihuang Shangzun was instantly injected into the magic weapon, and the powerful power of order suddenly burst out from the magic weapon!