Chapter 3160 Tianyuan Divine Sword, Why Bother Talking to a Dead Man!

Grandmaster Dong had not yet completely transformed into Taoism and disappeared, so the sword art that the Seven Nights Saint used at this time did not have a trace of demonic energy, but was the sword art of the Xuanmen sect, which was extremely exquisite and righteous, and more like a famous sect than the disciples of the Sword Sect.

The sky and the void could not withstand such a terrifying edge, and it was torn into cracks, revealing a blood-filled Styx Cave Heaven. If it were not for the fear of arousing Grandmaster Dong's vigilance, the Seven Nights Saint would have urged the Styx Cave Heaven to devour the sword light of the 100,000 sword cultivators, and would not have fought head-on with the Sword Sect.

The incarnation of the Seven Nights Saint continued to collapse, the sword light was dazzling, the sword energy was whistling, the two sides continued to clash, and the sword light slashed by the 100,000 sword cultivators of the Sword Sect had been more than half consumed.

"Thousand-petal flower blooms, one thought of Shura!"

After the thirteenth incarnation collapsed, the Saint of the Seven Nights also became angry and stretched out his left hand. A drop of blood appeared in his palm, like a flower bud blooming. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand-petal blood lotus, and the fragrance spread out, making people feel relaxed and happy.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the righteous cultivators would probably not believe that this seemingly extremely delicate blood-colored lotus could actually resist the shocking sword intent condensed by the thoughts of 100,000 sword cultivators of the Sword Sect. The pure white sword light that was enough to support the sky and split the earth slashed on the slender lotus leaves of the blood-colored lotus, but it was like water waves falling off a cliff, splashing into thousands of water splashes.

The Saint of the Seven Nights broke the sword light of the 100,000 sword cultivators of the Sword Sect, and the Yuantu Sword in his right hand slashed out again, shining with an extremely bright light. The extremely condensed sword light made the disciples of the Sword Sect feel desperate and sighed.

"Is this the power of the Great Master?"

The mysterious and dreamy galaxy emerged, and endless starlight fell from the starry sky and merged into the sword blade. Who would have thought that the Son of the Seven Nights could actually perform such a beautiful and mysterious sword technique, with brilliant starlight like raindrops, densely covering the sky.

The sword of the Son of the Seven Nights was unusually not swift, but slowly unfolded, using the sword to control the qi, covering the eight wastelands and six directions, forming a vast sword formation, with a starry sword net covering the sky, stars twinkling, and the stars holding the moon, extremely bright and gorgeous, like a real universe and starry sky coming down, to crush the Shenzhou continent.

This sword has the style of the ancient starry sky. This is a supreme sword technique that the Son of the Seven Nights comprehended from Ji Boyi's sword light, the Great Zhoutian Starry Sword. This medieval sword technique emphasizes using the sword to control the qi, covering the sky, turning into a vast sword formation, guiding the stars in the sky, breaking evil and demons.

It is ironic that the sword tactics used by the Seven Nights Saint Son, as the Saint Lord of the Demon Sect, to deal with the righteous path would actually be the supreme sword formation of the ancient Xuanmen Avenue.

Qigong practitioners pursue the unity of man and nature as the highest goal, and they emphasize using a little power in their bodies to pull the torrent of the universe and the sky, and use the most magnificent and magnificent force to suppress and crush their opponents. The Seven Nights Saint Son evolved the galaxy with one sword, which reminded the righteous cultivators of the horror of Qigong practitioners again.

With one sword, the 100,000 sword cultivators of the Sword Sect vomited blood, and the sound of swords breaking came one after another. In an instant, 100,000 sword cultivators lost 30% of their natal swords. 30,000 people had no strength to fight again, and their foundation was severely damaged. Their future path was cut off, and there was no possibility of progress.

"Sword God Senior, you must not let the Sword Sect's fellows sacrifice in vain and pay such a heavy price!"

Lin Xuan looked anxious and felt extremely guilty. He once again dissuaded the old man Sword God, hoping to preserve the fire of power for the Xuan Sect's endless inheritance.

"There is a secret passage under the Purple Mountain, which was arranged by the ancestors of our Haoran Mansion. It contains the power of the Supreme Dao and can transport hundreds of people to a hidden cave. The disciples in the mansion are waiting with the "Nine Classics of Confucianism". Please ask Senior Sword God to take people there."

"Junior Brother Lin, my sword energy has been connected with the energy of the Demon Lord. Only life and death can block it."

The old man Sword God wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised the three-foot long sword in his hand, and faced the Seven Nights Saint Son who had condensed the second sword in the void again.

"Then at least send the Sword Sect Seed into it to keep the hope of making a comeback!"

Lin Xuan also knew that the old man Sword God's target was too obvious and he couldn't get away, so he could only let the Sword Sect disciples leave.

"Junior Brother Lin, I wonder if you remember what the man in the East Sea said back then!"

"The power cannot be completely eliminated, the sword cannot be completely eliminated, everything is too exhausted, and the fate will inevitably end early!"

Lin Xuan remembered the young man in the black star robe in the Dead Sea in the past, who seemed like the Supreme Sword Master, and froze the three thousand disciples of the Sword Sect, and even the time of the void.

At the beginning, Yuan Daozhen commented that once he created the Thirty Swords, the young man would be the fourth sect in the world. Now recalling this amazing Dao Master, he not only achieved the Thirty Swords, but also completely comprehended the Ten Directions Void, and rose to the Thirty-one Swords, Thirty-two Swords, and even the unpredictable Thirty-three Swords.

"I agree with what the Dao Master said. The sword is a way to protect the Dao, not a killing weapon!"

The old man of the Sword God was very calm at this time. Facing the Star Sword Formation that the Seven Nights Saint Son slashed again, he seemed to have given up resistance. He sheathed the three-foot-long sword in his hand and let the terrifying sword formation fall.

"Sword God Senior!"

Lin Xuan was very anxious, the Gentleman Sword on his waist kept trembling, and the aura of righteousness surged around him. He was about to stop him, even if he died, he would not regret it.

"Don't worry, the sword that the Sword Sect has nurtured for a long time is finally going to be unsheathed today!"

The old Sword God stretched out his hand to stop Lin Xuan, with a faint look of joy on his face. He looked up at the starry sky, and a dazzling sword light appeared in his eyes, falling from the sky, the splendid and exquisite beyond words, breaking through the Tiangang atmosphere and falling into the land of Shenzhou.

Everyone showed an expression of disbelief, widened their eyes, and watched a sword light falling from the sky. Wherever it passed, no force could stop it at all, not even the vast sword formation of the Seven Nights Saint Son that condensed the power of the stars. They are penetrated by it as easily as air.

After the sword light penetrated the Star Dou Sword Formation, it fell to the ground, and soon came to the sky above the Purple Mountain, and landed in front of the old sword god among the astonished eyes of countless people.

"What kind of sword is this?"

The Holy Son of Qiye stopped his attack, frowned slightly, glanced at a small gap in the body of Yuantu Sword, looked at the old sword god in confusion, and asked.

The light dissipated, revealing the hidden true face. A long and rectangular sword box came into view. Although the sword box had not been opened yet, the bone-chilling chill coming from it made everyone understand that there must be something inside. Hidden is a stunning divine sword.

"This is the most precious treasure of my Sword Sect, the Tianyuan Divine Sword!"

The old sword god had a look of pride on his face, looked down at the sword box, and said in a very calm voice.

"If it's just a Tianyuan Divine Sword, I'm afraid it won't be able to hurt my Yuan Tu Sword. Who is wielding the sword?"

The Holy Son of Qiye is the Supreme Master. He just had a fight with the Tianyuan Divine Sword. He did not expect that his own sword would be damaged. This is definitely not the case for a monk in the realm of Da Zhenren to activate the Tianyuan Divine Sword. things to do.

"Of course only the sword spirit can control the divine sword. Demon Lord, although you are born as Shura, all things in the world are in harmony with each other!"

The old sword god's palm fell on the sword box and opened it. The bright and gorgeous brilliance shone and spread. The disciples of the Seven Heavens Demon Sect were burned like a raging fire, and they all screamed in agony.

Even the supreme demons like Zong Qingru and Yin Yueque felt the pain as if their demon bodies were pierced by thousands of sharp swords. They did not dare to stay near Zishan anymore and retreated hundreds of miles.

"This sword energy is really annoying!"

In a remote courtyard, the Killing Sword Lord frowned. The sword energy in his body was spinning in cycles of life and death, condensing all the energy in his body. Opposite him, Zhou Yi, the prodigy of the Haoran Mansion, had thirteen wounds pierced all over his body, and his blood had long been gone. His body was soaked and turned into a bloody suit, and he held on with only his last breath.

"Is this the Tianyuan Divine Sword? Why does it feel a little different!"

The Killing Sword Sect is a master of swordsmanship and is extremely familiar with the Sword Sect. He has seen this Tianyuan Divine Sword in Li Qingting's hands before and is familiar with the power of the Divine Sword.

"This divine sword has undergone transformation. Compared with the past, it is completely different!"

Although the Tianyuan Divine Sword has supreme power in the hands of Li Qingting, and the Killing Sword Master tried his best to catch the sword, but it has nothing to do with the Divine Sword, but Li Qingting's swordsmanship is too terrible, not the power of the Divine Sword .

Just when everyone was surprised and puzzled, a ray of frosty clear light fell from the sky and landed in front of the old sword god. A crystal clear jade hand stretched out from the clear light, holding the hilt of the Tianyuan Divine Sword with five fingers.

The eyes of the Holy Son of Seven Nights flickered, piercing through the brilliance, and he saw the face of the visitor clearly, showing a look of surprise.

"Oh it's you!"

On the other side, Lady Bai's face was as cold as frost, a flash of scarlet appeared in her bright eyes, astonishing murderous intent filled the sky, the emperor's flag bloomed with unprecedented colorful brilliance, and wrapped around Dongfang Bai's outstretched right hand, With a wave of his palm, the sword light flew towards Qu Hanshu and Laolong who chanted the guqin. The strings of the qin broke and Canglong was sad.

"Old guy, I'm very angry now. Originally, as long as I found Wang Shentong and killed him, this battle would be over. Maybe our Haoran Mansion can still preserve a fire, and the Taoism will be unbroken!"

"But annoying guys appeared one after another, making things very troublesome and igniting my anger!"

Little Lady Bai activated the secret technique, and her right hand and the emperor's flag were completely integrated, turning into a hazy and brilliant seven-color long sword, in which flowed a supreme sword energy that was not inferior to the Tianyuan Divine Sword, and her whole body was filled with excitement. She fell into a kind of demonic desperation, and the aura of killing all things and destroying the common people rose up from her body.

"Hurry up and die, otherwise I'm worried that I won't be able to help but smash the Shenzhou Continent under my feet and destroy the Kunxu Realm!"

Dongfang Bai's right hand turned into a colorful long sword, and she walked step by step towards Qu Hanshu, who was coughing up blood because the strings of the old dragon's chant were broken. The blood in her eyes was getting deeper and deeper, and it was richer than the blood on the Qiye Holy Son. .

"Senior sister, the grievances between you and me over the years should be settled today!"

At this moment, the clear light dissipated, revealing a girl as crystal clear as ice and snow, with a cold temperament and a sharp edge. She was none other than Qi Xianyun, the supreme genius of the Sword Sect. She seemed to have achieved the realm of the Great Grand Master at this time.

Qi Xianyun's words of "senior sister" made everyone in the good and evil circles show incredulous expressions. Qi Xianyun is Li Qingting's disciple, and Little Lady Bai is actually her senior sister. Doesn't that mean that Little Lady Bai is also the former best in the world? disciple.

"Tsk, tsk, is it really appropriate for you to call me senior sister like this in front of everyone in the world?"

"Aren't you worried that the righteous sects will blame him for teaching me, the emperor of the Demon Sect?"

Miss Bai stopped and turned to look at Qi Xianyun, with a sneer on her face.

"I, the Sword Sect, have always acted boldly. Junior brother taught you swordsmanship. There is nothing to hide. He has fallen now, but there are still people in our Sword Sect who can clean up the family and kill you, the traitor of the Sword Sect!"

The old sword god stared at the girl in front of him, and the figure of Li Qingting emerged in his mind. He saw the shadow of Li Qingting in the Demon Sect emperor. Obviously, although Miss Bai said she hated Li Qingting, she still Unconsciously, she imitated this special swordsmanship master of hers, with some similarities.

"Just her, a little guy who has never beaten me!"

The red light in Lady Bai's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the imperial flag integrated with her right arm changed its form and turned into a lightsaber covered with colorful light.

"And there are two of us here. Old Man Sword God, are you sure you want my delicate little junior sister to deal with me and Qiye brat alone?"

As soon as Miss Bai said these words, everyone in Zhengdao frowned. Although Qi Xianyun has achieved the ultimate goal, holding the Tianyuan Divine Sword in his hand, and integrating the human sword into one, he may be able to defeat a Supreme Master of the Demon Sect, but it is obvious that Miss Bai is a pragmatic person and has no intention of fighting alone.

"Cunning devil bastard!"

The old sword god cursed in his heart, but he did not dare to let Qi Xianyun fight one against two. Although the people of the Sword Sect are tough and tough, they are fools and will not die in vain.

Both Little Lady Bai and Saint Qiye have extraordinary origins. They are not ordinary monks. One is the reincarnation of the emperor, and the other is a demon king who has been praised by Shura in the heavens. Their background is no smaller than Qi Xianyun.

Just when the old sword god was at a loss and felt in trouble, an exciting and clear voice sounded, and the vast and majestic aura poured down, shaking the sky.

"Since the Demon Sect is here for a certain king, then how dare you come to the sky to fight!"

The sound stirred, and the awe-inspiring energy surged. Wherever it passed, the demonic energy dissipated and the dark clouds drove away. After hearing this voice that contained vast righteousness, the Supreme Master of the Demonic Way with a calm face changed his face drastically and exclaimed.

"Wang Shen Tong!"

Wang Shentong finally survived the catastrophe. The purple flowers hung high in the sky for nine days, without the dazzling brightness before, looking extremely deep, like rounds of dark purple sun.

"Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!"

Sounds like the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground rang out quickly, and the imaginary celestial horses were countless, more than ten thousand. They were all pure white hair, with a strand of golden hair on their foreheads, and a pure and refreshing air. It bloomed from the illusory Pegasus, forming auspicious clouds wherever it passed.

Looking to the sky from the land of China, endless auspicious clouds have paved a fairy road. Thousands of heavenly horses are pulling a sacred and noble golden car. An extremely dazzling man wearing purple clothes and a golden crown is sitting in it. , come calmly.

There are nine purple suns following the chariot, which are transformed from nine golden crows, blooming with the energy of the purple sun. From a distance, they look like nine suns.

"This is the Wancheng Heavenly Car, Xuanzong's vehicle, and it's still there!"

The old sword god looked up into the void, with a look of horror on his face, and said inexplicable wonder.

"In the past, Xuanzong was attacked by the Human Emperor. In order to prevent the inheritance from being cut off, a certain generation of sect leader Xuan Tianzi dismissed the Nine Meridians and faced Shao Yong alone. These ten thousand chariots have been preserved by our ancestors of Haoran Mansion to this day, but I did not expect that it would actually happen. There will be another day when I see it running rampant across the nine heavens and ten earths.”

An old but familiar voice echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone turned to look, with shock on their faces. The person who spoke was none other than Master Dong.

Master Dong had regained his consciousness at this time, and came to the side of the old man Sword God and Lin Xuan, which greatly boosted the confidence of the Zhengdao people and showed happy expressions.

"Master! You..."

Master Dong stretched out his hand to interrupt Lin Xuan's words. His body became transparent and illusory, still irreversibly transformed into heaven and earth.

"I'm just reflecting on my past. There really is no shortcut in the way of heaven and man."

Grand Master Dong stretched out his old left hand, suddenly pierced his heart, took out a piece of yellow mud exuding inexplicable chaotic energy, and handed it to Lin Xuan beside him.

"From now on, Xuan'er, you are the master."

Today, the Haoran Mansion's trump cards were revealed. Although it revealed its profound background, it also lost its mystery. The old dragon's chant, the yellow mud block, and even the long-hidden Wancheng Tianchao were all revealed. In the future, as long as the enemy has targeted targets Planning, Haoran Mansion may be in a very difficult situation.

Lin Xuan took over the position of master, which was not only an honor, but also a heavy responsibility. The extremely heavy burden fell on the shoulders of Lin Xuan, the gentleman sword, making him feel breathless.

"Master, the disciple is late."

Wang Shentong controlled ten thousand horses, and the Golden Crow fell over the Purple Mountain at nine sunsets. He stood up and came to Grand Master Dong and bowed respectfully.

"It's not too late, it's not too late. From now on, this land of China will have to be protected by you and all your colleagues."

"Disciples will never let Master down, and will never let demonic ways pollute an inch of China's land."

Wang Shentong, who was wearing purple clothes and a golden crown, looked solemn and raised his hands to swear, which made Qu Hanshu, Lin Xuan and others look relieved.

At this time, Master Dong's body dispersed into little auras, and his entire consciousness began to be assimilated by God's will. Just when he was about to disappear completely, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the East China Sea. With his current state comparable to that of a powerful Heavenly Man Dao Fruit, he actually couldn't see Ji Boyi's fate and qi in the long river of destiny, and his heart shuddered. , a thought emerged in his heart, causing a look of shock to appear on his illusory and transparent face, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Be careful with Dao Zun, he has already..."

"clang!"

A bell sounded throughout the universe. The Chaos Bell on Ji Boyi's head vibrated slightly. The sound waves merged into the universe and shook the Taoist body of Master Dong. His face was slightly cold, his eyes were full of indifference, and he said coldly.

"There is no need for a dead person to talk too much!"

Wang Shentong and others all changed their colors, and looked in the direction of the Cloud Palace of the Great Immortal of the East Sea with puzzled eyes. They couldn't figure out what secret Master Dong saw in the end that actually led the Taoist Master to take action and send him off for the last time.

In this battle between good and evil, the Taoist Alliance stayed out of it and watched from the sidelines without intervening. Now that Master Dong has become a Taoist, his death has become a settled matter. There is really no need for the Taoist Master to be the villain, unless Master Dong discovered a shocking secret and caused the anger of the king of the outside world.

However, at this time, the battle between good and evil has reached the most critical moment, and the people of the righteous way have no energy to entangle these things. They turned their eyes to the two great masters of the Seven Heavens Demon Sect. The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the battle was about to break out.