Emperor Haotian sent it to me when I arrived, so it was convenient and cost-effective. Leaving was a bit troublesome. First, I had to ask the sect leader of the Haotian Sect in the Firmament Realm to inform the people over there on the Haotian Star in the Kunlun Realm.
Only after both sides are ready can the inter-dimensional transmission be carried out. It would be much easier if the Martial Emperor had the strength.
Three days later, after everything was settled, Xiao Chen returned to Haotian Star calmly after opening a fixed space-time channel under the teleportation formation where a large number of spiritual stones were piled up.
"Two years have passed, and you are finally back."
Outside the teleportation array, Xiao Chen did not expect that the Great Elder Han Qinghe would come to greet him personally, and hurried forward to return the gift.
When Han Qinghe saw Xiao Chen for the first time, he suddenly felt that he had changed a lot. He actually felt like he was facing a master of his own generation. You must know that he was a master-level martial saint, and he was now three hundred years old.
Taking a closer look at it for the second time, I found that Xiao Chen was still in the realm of a low-grade Martial Saint, but the Heavenly Saint Law, which was as thick as a baby's arm, was a bit surprising.
In the realm of low-grade martial saints, a single heavenly saint's law is actually much more powerful than that of ordinary high-grade martial saints.
But just like this, the combat power of a mid-level martial saint is so high that it can give him the illusion of being a master of his generation at first glance.
Han Qinghe couldn't help but feel confused. He expected that Xiao Chen must have undergone earth-shaking changes in the past two years.
"Come on, come with me, I'll try your strength."
Xiao Chen followed Han Qinghe, flying leisurely in mid-air, looking around. Compared with two years ago, Haotian Star was obviously much more alive.
From time to time, young warriors can be seen flying in the air in twos and threes. Most of them have the strength of semi-saints.
From Han Qinghe's mouth, Xiao Chen also roughly knew some of the changes that had taken place in the Kunlun world when he left in the past two years.
Nowadays, the Kunlun world is really in chaos. The small-scale frictions that had always existed among the major clans have turned into fierce battles. From time to time, news of the death of senior high-ranking martial saints comes out.
The top bosses of all clans, the King and the Great, also stepped aside and the battle continued to intensify, and the master-level martial saints were not allowed to intervene.
Xiao Chen probably understood what it meant. This chaos was caused by several kings and emperors from various clans deliberately jumping up.
The purpose is nothing more than to give birth to several master-level martial saints in the fierce battle before the devil's blood sacrifice comes, to increase the chance of winning.
When the Demon God's Blood Sacrifice comes, the real protagonists must be the King and Demon Emperor of both sides, but it is these Grandmaster-level Martial Saints who decide the outcome.
The reason is very simple. It is easy for Emperor Wu to decide the outcome and fight, but it is very difficult to decide who will kill whom.
The opponents who can really lead the team to slaughter warriors and collect ghosts are the Grandmaster-level Martial Saints and the quasi-emperors above. The battlefield where Emperor-level masters duel must be the cosmic starry sky.
He will not interfere in the battle above the ground in Kunlun Realm.
When there is one more Grandmaster-level Martial Saint, Kunlun Realm will have an extra chance of winning, and heroes will emerge in troubled times. Today's chaotic scene is also the best way for warriors to advance quickly.
Although the price is high, and a large number of older martial saints or younger geniuses will fall into it, the effect is definitely the best.
The two came to a spacious martial arts field. Han Qinghe waved his hand and asked all the juniors who were fighting in the field to retreat, and he came to the field first.
This move immediately attracted the attention of other sect disciples and inner sect elders on the martial arts field.
Great Elder Han Qinghe was one of the few powerful men in the Haotian Sect who could reach the master-level martial arts level. Not only had many disciples never seen him take action, but many inner sect elders had never seen Han Qinghe take action.
Han Qinghe was also the supreme genius of the Haotian Sect back then, and he is also the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint of the Haotian Sect who has the most hope of reaching the realm of quasi-emperor.
"Xiao Chen, I have lowered my cultivation level to the peak level of the middle-grade Martial Saint, and I will fight you with a few moves to see if you are as reborn as the sect leader said."
What, the mysterious man wearing a black cloak in the sky turned out to be Xiao Chen, a descendant of the Qing Emperor who had been missing for two years and was rumored to be a hot topic.
As soon as Han Qinghe said these words, there was a wave of fluctuations in the martial arts field. Many newly promoted semi-saints looked towards the sky.
Xiao Chen, this name spread throughout the Kunlun world two years ago and caused a sensation. Unfortunately, after the Stigmata Monument made an astonishing move, it never appeared again, and there were always rumors that it was trapped and died in the Stigmata Monument.
In two years, many rookies have emerged and become famous, but in terms of legend level, none of them can compare with Xiao Chen.
Di Wuque is so powerful, and now he is even more radiant. He has completely risen, and the older martial saints will all lose to him.
Some of the powerful races that existed in ancient times, and the geniuses who were born recently, did not dare to underestimate Di Wuque.
Just like this, the young generation recognized the number one genius, two years ago on the Stigmata Monument, he was kicked hard by Xiao Chen and kicked over in the air.
Even if the name Xiao Chen is temporarily forgotten, it cannot be erased from the depths of memory.
Taking off the Tianhai cloak on his body, Xiao Chen fell steadily to the ground, cupped his hands and said: "Please give me some advice, Great Elder."
A simple movement, but a certain demeanor exuded from Xiao Chen. Others could not see why, but Han Qinghe frowned. This was the demeanor of a master.
At such a young age, he actually has the aura and demeanor that only those elders who have lived for hundreds of years have. What kind of transformation has this little guy gone through
Han Qinghe was so happy that he couldn't bear it, and he eagerly wanted to test Xiao Chen's true strength.
But don't pretend to be a tiger's skin, that would be too disappointing.
"Be careful, I'm coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Han made a roar and rushed towards Xiao Chen. Raging flames rose from his body, and when he moved on the ground, he was like a burning star, dragging a long flame tail, flickering and galloping through the universe.
The attack was his signature martial arts, Star Burning Fist!
Once unfolded, the background of the entire martial arts arena seemed to have been replaced by the vast starry sky, giving people a sense of boundless oppression.
A group of observing disciples and inner sect elders were all shocked. This Star Burning Fist was a heaven-level advanced martial art, and Elder Han had been immersed in it for many years.
Although his cultivation level has reached the peak of the middle-grade Martial Saint, this move is a bit too difficult with Xiao Chen's current cultivation level.
Xiao Chen did not dodge, but thought to himself that it was a good time. He moved his feet slightly, assumed a posture, and punched out with the same punch. His whole aura suddenly changed.
His body is like a knife, his mind is like a knife, and his fists are actually as sharp as a knife. This punch felt like an unsheathed sword.
Hanguang Xunxun has an unparalleled edge. It has the explosive power of the fist and the cold and unparalleled sharpness of the blade.
boom!
The fists collided with each other, and there was a loud noise. The two of them each took ten steps back, and they fought evenly. In the face of Elder Han's special martial arts, Xiao Chen actually resisted.
The lightning that surged in from the fist like a knife made Han Qinghe feel a stinging pain, and he was really surprised.
After several refining attempts, I tried to get rid of the condensed and sharp lightning like a knife, but I found that with the power of the laws of the middle-grade martial saint, I could not successfully refine and eliminate it.
He didn't want to break his promise and used more power, but the knife-like lightning could not cause any fundamental harm to him, but the pain was really unbearable.
He couldn't help but, while standing still for a moment, he mobilized the power of law that only a high-level martial saint could possess. As a result, I found that it still couldn't be eliminated instantly. I kept raising my power to the realm of high-grade martial saint, and finally achieved the instant elimination.
On the surface, it looked like a draw to outsiders. In fact, Han Qinghe broke his promise and invoked the power of the law of a top-level peak martial saint, and he lost.
Of course, outsiders, including Xiao Chen, could not detect this little move.
Han Qinghe couldn't help but smile bitterly. Facing such a junior, he actually lost half of his moves. It would be embarrassing to say that.
But the more this happens, the more it proves Xiao Chen's strength, and his demeanor is definitely not some pretense.
Han Qinghe laughed and said: "I haven't seen you for two years. It's really a surprise. Come again, let me use the golden crow to spread its wings."
His body spun around, Han Qinghe soared into the air, his arms spread out like a divine bird spreading its wings. The power was so great that the sky shook with the strong wind.
The billowing flames spread out behind Han Qinghe, and the fiery breath filled the entire martial arts arena in an instant.
Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed. The moment Elder Han stretched out his arms and took off, he seemed to have turned into a real golden crow.
The huge momentum locked him firmly, and the light in his eyes was as sharp as lightning. Coming quickly, like a preying golden crow, the next moment it would tear Xiao Chen, its prey, into two halves.
It is clear that the essence of this move has been achieved, and the soul, intention, and momentum in it have been completely achieved to the extreme. With such a move, even a top-grade martial saint would not dare to touch it.
Either defend with all your strength, or flee in panic.
Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they make a move. The great elder Han Qinghe's move of golden crow wings spreads, which undoubtedly makes the disciples and elders in the sect light up.
The Great Elder is the Great Elder, and this move of Golden Crow Spreading Wings has exerted 103% of its combat power in his hands. But ordinary people can use this move to exert 80% of their combat power, and they can be called a good word.
I was thinking with some anticipation, but I just didn't know if Xiao Chen would dare to continue to fight head-on in the face of this move.