The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

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Across the vast sky and earth, the bright silver light poured down wantonly, illuminating everything with a cold and gloomy look.

But under the cover of the Bone-Eroding Soul Refining Formation, there was more of a chill and coldness.

Ten thousand souls roared and surged forward.

Old man Xuanming was hunched over, and his skinny fingers trembled slightly as he made strange hand gestures.

He had just offered up the corpse of his ancestor, but it had not yet taken effect.

Endless sword and knife skills were rushing towards the front, the sword and knife lights were entangled, like a giant dragon and a strong wind, stabbing people so that they couldn't open their eyes.

"I'm curious about who has such courage. It turns out to be the sword master of Feitian Sect!"

Taoist Xuanming felt the fierce sword energy, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, his pupils shrank instantly, and then a hideous smile appeared on his face.

"However, you want to kill us, don't you underestimate the strength of our Haiyun Building?"

After saying this, he quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

The three ancient and heavy bronze coffins suddenly opened with a dull roar.

A thick and indissoluble smell of corpses rose into the sky like black smoke, swirling and permeating in the air, and the pungent stench of decay was nauseating.

Three giant zombies covered in silver light slowly stood up. Their blue-gray skin was like old leather, covered with abstruse and mysterious runes. Those runes were draped over the bodies of the giant zombies, giving them a layer of tattoos.

"A giant zombie from the Yuanshen Dao realm!"

Chen Hao and the Three Dream Demon Kings and others exchanged a glance. At this moment, looking at the giant zombies and feeling the pressure emanating from the three giant zombies, their faces couldn't help but become solemn.

Although he is not a true cultivator in the Yuanshen Dao realm.

But even if it has been many years since death, it still cannot be underestimated.

There is a reason why this shipping building has been able to exist in the coastal area for so many years.

At this moment, the three huge zombies stood on the sea, like a heavy mountain, pressing the surrounding air so hard that it made people feel terrified.

"kill!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Taoist Xuanming's eyes, and a sharp shout broke the depressing atmosphere.

The three silver zombies stood in each place, whistling, and countless silver fragments shook out from their bodies, actually forming a vacuum zone that enveloped the giant ship.

At this moment, swords and knives in the sky fell like a torrential rain, flashing with cold light and looking very fierce.

Amidst the chaos of sword lights and saber shadows, there were mixed in with a few knives and sabers.

The sword body is dark red, while the blade is dark.

The Red Maple Sword and the Evil King Sword were like dazzling meteors, wrapped in the light of swords and knives, cutting through the dark sky and rushing directly towards the three silver zombies.

The three silver zombies also felt the threat from the Red Maple Sword and the Evil King's Knife at this moment, and let out deafening roars. The sound seemed to be able to penetrate people's eardrums and disturb their minds.

These three Taoist corpses were indeed very powerful, their bodies as fast as lightning. At this moment, among the thousands of swords and sabers, they were not at a disadvantage at all.

The most important thing is that they seem to carry an indescribable spiritual power. This power is so strong that it actually suppresses the surrounding space.

All the sounds of the wind and all the fluctuations were suppressed and could not move.

Wherever the three Taoist corpses passed, the entire space was torn apart by powerful force, leaving behind twisted cracks.

For a moment, even the swords and knives were suppressed.

In a flash, the three Taoist corpses rushed in front of Ye Yang, forming an encirclement and trapping Ye Yang inside.

Facing the siege of three Taoist corpses, Ye Yang's expression instantly became solemn.

The next moment, he waved his hand, made a sword gesture, and launched the Tianya Sword Finger.

Sharp and fierce sword energy burst out from his fingertips, as if it were real, and shot towards the nearest Taoist corpse.

The corpse was originally moving slowly, but at the moment the sword energy approached, it suddenly dodged and barely avoided the fierce attack.

Ye Yang was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this corpse would have such a quick reaction.

Before he could think too much, the other two Taoist corpses surrounded him from both sides, making creepy roars and grabbing him with their dry hands with a smell of decay.

At the critical moment, the Red Maple Sword and the Evil King Sword returned to his front and rapidly intertwined in front of Ye Yang, forming an impenetrable sword net to resist the attacks of the three zombies.

However, these three silver zombies are indeed extremely powerful.

The Evil King's Sword was fine, after all, it was a Taoist weapon of the soul, extremely sharp, and a rare sword among all swords, extremely sharp, and it chopped down and directly cut open the belly of one of the silver-armored corpses.

Although the Red Maple Sword is sharp, it has not yet been promoted to a spiritual weapon. Even though it has unparalleled speed, it is still not powerful enough.

At this moment, the killer was on top of the giant zombie, and the two collided with each other.

Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!

Suddenly, a series of loud noises rang out, like the impact of a heavy hammer, causing Ye Yang's palms to go numb and his arms to ache. "It seems that I must launch a killing move."

Seeing the situation on the field, Ye Yang couldn't help but frowned. Sure enough, none of the cultivators who could practice to this level were simple.

"Fellow Taoist, please die!"

Ye Yang stood in the void, his blue shirt rustling in the wind.

He tightly grasped the Evil King Sword in his left hand and the Red Maple Sword in his right hand. Light flowed on the sword and it seemed as if there were faint sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing, echoing between heaven and earth.

"The sword is flowing, the sword is hidden..."

Ye Yang whispered softly, the voice seemed to come from ancient times, carrying endless vicissitudes.

As he spoke, a bleak and sad atmosphere suddenly filled the sky and earth, as if the vicissitudes of life had condensed here in an instant.

It seemed that the autumn wind was blowing suddenly, and the fallen leaves were fluttering down, as if time was accelerated at this moment, rushing towards the endless desolation.

Taoist Xuanming's face turned pale in an instant. He clearly felt an unprecedented crisis coming towards him like a surging tide.

Under his control, the three silver zombies retreated frantically in panic, trying to protect themselves. However, it was too late.

Ye Yang suddenly moved.

The sword light was like a rushing stream, endless, and the sword shadow was like a dazzling stream of light, changing in an instant.

Swords and knives came out at the same time, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

A cold and desperate knife, like all the wounding knives in the world.

A desolate and sad sword seems to represent the sadness of a hero in his old age.

It is necessary to smash everything, break through the void, and be unstoppable.

It's so sad and desolate.

It seemed like an old man lamenting, or like a hero shedding tears.

And in this vast and chaotic environment.

But there was a figure standing tall and unyielding.

Above the vast ocean, the wind is howling and the raging waves are surging like thousands of horses galloping.

Wherever the knife flashed, it seemed as if the space was cut into countless pieces, scattering all over the place.

Wherever the sword shadow went, the space seemed to be torn into cracks, and a mysterious power was faintly surging in the dark cracks.

"The sword flies through the years, the sword hides the sky, it spans the sky and the earth, and it kills people in the mortal world!"

This is a combined attack of sword and blade. At this moment, in the hands of Ye Yang who is in the Yuanshen Dao realm, it exerts a power far beyond what it had before.

Ye Yang's voice was like a huge bell, resounding between heaven and earth, carrying a terrifying power.

As he roared, the power of the sword became more and more fierce, as if it was going to completely destroy the world.

The entire world seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​swords and sabers. Every ray of light contained a terrifying power to destroy the world, making people feel extremely desperate and fearful.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Xuanming frantically mobilized his own magic power, and three silver zombies quickly blocked in front of him, forming a mysterious defensive formation.

However, under Ye Yang's terrifying sword and saber attack, this seemingly solid defense was as weak as paper and could not withstand a single blow.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the first silver zombie was cut into two halves cleanly by the knife, and a strange cold light flashed at the cut.

The second silver zombie was directly pierced by the sword shadow, and its body instantly collapsed to the ground.

Although the third silver zombie managed to hold on for a moment, it soon became unable to stand under the bombardment of swords and knives.

Now I am in the midst of swords.

Taoist Xuanming only felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

His figure retreated violently like a kite with a broken string. His Taoist robe had long been torn into pieces by the sword, revealing his scarred body, looking in a miserable state.

When he turned around, he found that a figure wrapped in a black robe had appeared beside him without him noticing. However, the figure was like a puppet and could not move.

But it was very fast. Before he could react, it came to his side and punched him hard, killing him.

He hurriedly pulled out the Qiankun Tai Chi diagram to resist, but due to his haste, he was still knocked to the stern by this punch.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but shook his head and took back the Immortal Puppet. Although this Immortal Puppet was good among the cultivators in the True Person Realm, it was still not good enough among the cultivators in the Yuanshen Dao Realm.

"This...how is this possible..."

Taoist Xuanming looked at Ye Yang in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"This sword and saber are both unique, and their combat power is so terrifying... (End of this chapter)