Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 537: Deathly Counterattack, the Sword of the East Sea

"Different road non-phase plan."

Zhao Yuzhen had a calm expression as he stared at the ghost crow below, showing no intention of retreating.

"Dao, Dao Sword Immortal also believes in Heaven's Way?"

Gui Ya smiled coldly, his eyes glowing green as he stared at Zhao Yuzhen who was standing in mid-air.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, the Tao follows nature, and Taoist practice follows the will of heaven and the times, and acts as one pleases. I have said before that I am killing you because I think you deserve to be killed."

"You practiced the Way of Ghosts and sacrificed tens of thousands of people in Qianlan City. This was a disaster. If you practiced the Way of Swords and slaughtered tens of thousands of people in Qianlan City, this was also a disaster. In my eyes, there is no difference between the two. They are all evil and heretic, and anyone can kill them. But in my eyes, those who practice the Way of the Righteous are the same."

"The universe has its own way, and you and I have our own way. When I take action today, I am practicing my own way."

The tyrannical aura in the ghost crow's eyes became more and more vigorous. Zhao Yuzhen had no sense of good or evil in his eyes, so his theory didn't work on the other party.

"Then it seems that I have no choice?"

Before Gui Ya finished speaking, Zhao Yuzhen had already put his fingers together to form a sword and pressed down.

"Infinite Sword Formation!"

"rise!!"

Unlike before, this time, what was circling around Zhao Yuzhen was no longer sword energy, but Taoism, the most powerful and masculine Taoism.

Standing in mid-air, Zhao Yuzhen's aura was like a huge sun, and the peach sword in his hand was trembling, as if the seal was suddenly released.

The peach sword in Zhao Yuzhen's hand contained the Xuanyang sword embryo, which was originally an extremely yang object. At this moment, Zhao Yuzhen stimulated it with the extremely strong and yang power of the dragon elephant from Qingcheng Mountain, which was like wind fueling a fire, and it instantly spread across the prairie.

The next moment, the peach wood sword suddenly split into thousands, and the sword formation fell like a galaxy. Each sword light was wrapped with the pure yang energy of Taoism, illuminating the entire valley as bright as day. As soon as the black mist around the ghost crow touched the sword light, it made a harsh "chi chi" sound like snow meeting boiling water.

"Late stage of trance?"

The bones beneath the ghost crow's rotten flesh trembled violently, and its green eyes were filled with madness and horror.

At Guwu Mountain, he had the upper hand in a fight with Lei Wujie, but later when Zhao Yuzhen joined in, the trend became one-sided. He began to suspect that Zhao Yuzhen's realm might not just be as simple as the initial stage of divine wandering.

But looking at it now, it was a situation that made him feel a little desperate.

The late stage of Shenyou Xuanjing is different from Xiaoyao Tianjing. Above Shenyou Xuanjing, every small realm will have a huge leap in combat power, and the late stage of Shenyou Xuanjing corresponds to the Sword Immortal Realm in Xiaoyao Tianjing.

"In that case."

The ghost crow suddenly tore open the remnant of robe on his chest, revealing a pitch-black bone bead embedded between his ribs. This bead was the "Netherworld Evil Pill" that was condensed from the souls of countless living beings.

The last time he fought with Lei Wujie, he used one, and its power was so great that it directly flattened an entire mountain. Now he had no other choice but this one.

"Let's die together!!"

The moment the bone bead exploded, the remaining death energy within a radius of dozens of miles poured into the ghost crow's body like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea. His skin and flesh cracked inch by inch, revealing the white bones, and the bones were quickly covered with blood-colored curse patterns, as if they would raze the area within a radius of ten miles to the ground in the next second.

In the dark, Luo Qingyang, who had been paying close attention, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

With almost no sign, the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and a wisp of sword energy mixed with the black air rushed towards the formation set up by Zhao Yuzhen.

"Adoptive father?"

Xiao Yu was standing next to Luo Qingyang at this time. He was delighted when he saw the other party take action.

"Zhao Yuzhen should have discovered us."

Luo Qingyang didn't have much hope for his sword. With Zhao Yuzhen's realm, it would not be difficult for him to find them. Even his previous calculations might not escape the other party's eyes. However, Luo Qingyang didn't regret it. He just did it.

Moreover, he and Xiao Yu have never shown up in this matter. The reason these people have fallen into this situation is ultimately due to greed. If these people were not greedy, then his plan would not have succeeded.

On the other side, Zhao Yuzhen looked solemn. He had an impression of the thing in the Ghost Crow's hand. During the previous battle with Lei Wujie, the Ghost Crow had detonated one, and its power was so great that it was horrifying.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuzhen's eyebrows jumped, and alarm bells rang in his heart. Luo Qingyang and Xiao Yu naturally could not hide it from him, so he had been on guard against the sudden attack of these two people. However, the two of them had been staying where they were, which made him feel relieved. But when he heard this sudden warning, the first person he thought of was Luo Qingyang.

In the formation, ghost energy was surging and raging, almost turning into a Shura ghost domain. Although he could suppress it, he also had to do his best.

"Ding!"

On the almost inky black ground, an inaudible voice reached Zhao Yuzhen's ears, causing his expression to change suddenly.

It was a sword energy, a sword energy that was compressed several times. Although such sword energy was powerful, it was almost never seen in daily life. The sword energy aimed at killing the enemy, with quantity over quality.

"Ah~~"

Zhao Yuzhen sighed softly. The opponent's sword was extremely clever in both power and timing, accurately hitting the critical point when he was suppressing the Ghost Crow, leaving him unable to return to help.

"Jiejiejie~~"

Faced with this sudden sword, Gui Ya naturally couldn't help but be delighted. He immediately slapped the ground under him fiercely, and the ghost energy gathered by the Netherworld Evil Pill was detonated again. The terrifying energy directly tore a big hole in the formation set up by Zhao Yuzhen.

"Zhao Yuzhen, I will remember today's disaster and will pay you back one day!!"

The ghost crow flashed and turned into a ball of black gas, escaping into the ground. Zhao Yuzhen put away the peach sword and did not force it, but his eyes were a little complicated at this moment. If the ghost crow escaped, it would be a disaster for common people.

I thought I could definitely keep the Ghost Crow this time, but Luo Qingyang intervened and let it escape, which fulfilled the previous divination.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, a clear and sharp sword sound rang out from the sky, resounding through the clouds.

A green rainbow came from the direction of the East China Sea across a thousand miles, clearing away the clouds and fog wherever it passed, and even the vortex of yin energy caused by the ghost crow was split in half by a sword!
Before the sword light arrived, the entire cliff on the east side of the valley had been silently turned into powder, and the terrifying aura locked onto everyone present.

"Zhao Shouyi!"

Luo Qingyang's face suddenly changed. He pulled Xiao Yu and retreated dozens of feet. He didn't even dare to look back and fled towards the horizon.

Xiao Yu was frightened and his whole body was shaking. A great fear came over him and he felt as if all the blood in his body was frozen. Looking at the towering trees beside him, which were only reflected in their shadows, he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

At this moment, there was only one word left in Xiao Yu's mind.

"die!!"

On the other side, the ghost crow's laughter came to an abrupt end.

The blood-colored curse pattern was pierced through the center of his brow by a green rainbow at the moment it was about to explode. He looked down at his chest in astonishment - a hole the size of a bowl had appeared there without him noticing, and the remaining sword energy on the edge was decomposing his body into dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It is the Return to the Realm. How is that possible?"

The remains of the Ghost Crow collapsed like a weathered sand sculpture. At the last moment, he looked toward the horizon in disbelief. The sound of the Sword of Creation had not yet faded, and the colorful clouds were reflected in his eyes. This scene was very beautiful.

There was only peace in those green eyes at this moment, as if a trace of recollection flashed through their minds, and a whisper dissipated with the wind.

"Xiaoyi."

(End of this chapter)