Chapter 2107 (1/2)

Surprised, Gu confused quickly gathered a barrier.

But how can the border resist? It was broken at the moment of contact.

However, taking advantage of such a small meeting, the ancient confusion was able to escape.

Standing with Bai Xuanling, Gu Hun gasped for breath.

”Do you still have a killing move?”

Bai Xuanling asked Gu Hun.

”Yes, yes, but it seems useless to face an Immortal Emperor.” Gu Hun nodded first and then shook his head. He had never fought with the Immortal Emperor. He thought it was impossible to defeat him with half a step of the Immortal Emperor's cultivation. At least two moves were OK.

But now he found himself wrong.

The Immortal Emperor has even used the art, but with the strength of the noumenon, they have no move.

”I have...”

Bai Xuanling bowed his head and thought for a moment.

Suddenly stretched out two fingers, above which burst out a colorful light.

This is his real magic at the bottom of the box.

Once cast, you will have the opportunity to step the other foot into the threshold.

But at the same time, he will

”Qingcheng sword...”

While Bai Xuanling hesitated to use it, the Immortal Emperor looked at the long sword in Jiang Chen's hand. Although his eyes were confused and his body was stiff, he could see that his mood fluctuated when he saw the sword.

”This...”

The light on Bai Xuanling's fingers gradually dissipated.

”Does it take him so long...”

Seeing the performance of the Immortal Emperor, Gu Huang was also a little stunned.

”Are you the Immortal Emperor of Qingcheng?”

Jiang Chen clenched the long sword in his hand and asked faintly.

Facing the Immortal Emperor, Jiang Chen didn't show much fear, and there was no place to use immortal power.

After all, this kind of strong man wants to kill himself. He can't hide by himself. He can only place his hope on Bai Xuanling and Gu Hun.

”Can you show it to me?”

The Immortal Emperor raised his arm and pointed to the sword in Jiang Chen's hand.

”OK.”

Jiang Chen held the long sword and handed it up.

Took the long sword.

Suddenly a blue light burst out. Under the impact, Jiang Chen and Bai Xiaoyun almost flew out of the hall.

”Hoo, I almost gave my life here...”

The old perplexity relaxed, and the rag fell on him again and turned into a new look.

Bai Xuanling's white hair gradually turned black and was tied up by cloth strips.

Holding Qingcheng sword, there seemed to be a trace of Qingming in Qingcheng Immortal Emperor's originally turbid eyes, and the black turbid air shrouded in him was gradually retreating.

”This sword... Seems to be my sword...”

A slightly hoarse voice came from his mouth.

”Master, this is your sword. When Tianzong suffered an accident, you handed it to master Hanya while still sober.”

Jiang Chen walked up to him in front of the wave and arched his hand.

”It seems... It seems like this...”

Qingcheng Immortal Emperor picked up Qingcheng sword, crossed it in front of him and stared at it.

Waves spread out.