The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 197: Sword Rune Comparable to the Emperor's Rune

With a loud bang, the black hole evolved from the Yin-Yang Sword disappeared and was swallowed up by the black hole evolved from Xiao Ping'an.

In an instant, a brilliant light burst out, emitting a terrifying energy storm.

It seemed as if it had become a place of origin.

Wan Jianyi escaped from the black hole in a panic, spitting out blood.

"Young man, you are really extraordinary!"

"What kind of inheritance is this? How could it be so terrifying?" The old ghost who was parasitic on Wan Jianyi was deeply shocked.

"The skills and secret techniques are not important, what's important is the people!" Xiao Ping'an pretended fiercely.

Xiao Ping'an put away the black hole, and his hands kept drawing, and the nine mysterious avenue runes in the Taoist scriptures emerged.

A small world cage constructed by the nine great emperor runes in the Taoist scriptures!

A bright light shot out from Wan Jianyi's eyes again, trying to escape from the cage of this small world.

However, the cage of this small world was extremely solid and could not be opened by his Yin-Yang Sword.

"You actually..." Wan Jianyi's face changed drastically. He recognized the nine mysterious runes in the Taoist scriptures. Only the same runes of the ancient emperor could compete with them.

He looked at the nine emperor runes surrounding his body and felt that the void was about to collapse.

The cage of this small world exudes an eternal aura, as if it were to seal it forever.

The aura of immortality was spreading, and the void was breaking into black cracks one after another. They appeared and reassembled, evolving into a solid and eternal small world, which was truly terrifying.

Wan Jianyi attacked with all his might, trying to escape.

His aura continued to rise, and he began to mobilize the great power of heaven and earth, trying to borrow the might of heaven and earth to fight back.

Around him, there were divine swords like a sea, shining brightly. One divine sword after another struck him, turning him into a sea of ​​divine swords.

Countless divine swords attacked madly, the ocean of swords boiled, and countless sword lights flashed, trying to destroy this small world.

Boom, boom, boom. . .

The cage of the small world shook violently, but with the blessing of the ancient characters of the great emperor, it not only did not break, but continued to compress that world.

"The sword breaks the sky!" Wan Jianyi roared, and the sea of ​​swords around him became more and more dazzling, extremely gorgeous, and extremely sacred.

The terrifying sword energy, carrying the power of destruction, was going to carve out a way for him to survive.

The divine sword is as vast as a galaxy, mighty and powerful, with countless stars gathering together to destroy all obstacles.

The small world shook violently but showed no signs of collapse. The nine ancient characters of the Great Emperor took root in nothingness, possessing immortal and eternal power.

"How can the void cage evolved from the Dao Sutra be so solid?"

"This person's comprehension is so extraordinary that he actually comprehended such a terrifying power from the Taoist scriptures!"

Wan Jianyi couldn't believe it.

Wan Jianyi's whole body was glowing brightly, as if it was burning. He turned into a divine sword, extremely bright.

He turned his body into sword and became the master of countless divine swords. All the divine swords seemed to have life, resonating with the heaven and earth and communicating with the great way of heaven and earth.

buzzing.

The world in that area was shaking violently, and everything was white. One after another, black or white divine swords were burning.

The Yin-Yang Sword that was born turned into the Yin-Yang Fire, which was about to burn the small world to collapse.

A terrifying aura was spreading, the void there was burned and collapsed, and cracks appeared one after another.

However, although the void collapsed due to the burning, the cage of the small world was extremely solid and there was no sign of collapse.

The nine great emperor runes shone brightly, stabilizing everything.

The cage began to shrink and squeeze. Wan Jian was about to be completely sealed, and he would soon be powerless to recover.

Countless sword lights converged, and Wan Jianyi sat cross-legged in the center of the small world cage.

His body was like a magic sword, and his hands kept drawing, and countless mysterious and complex Taoist patterns appeared.

He kept making seals with his hands, becoming one with heaven and earth and evolving the Great Dao.

It seemed as if there was only an extremely sharp sword there, which was awe-inspiring.

It was extremely fierce, carrying with it an absolute murderous intent, piercing through the clouds and splitting the sun, raging like a vast ocean.

The small world cage was shaking violently, and the void was constantly collapsing.

He continued to sketch, and finally drew a sword rune, which was suspended above his head, looking extremely mysterious.

Xiao Ping'an's heart skipped a beat. This was a rune that only the ancient emperors could study. He never expected that this remnant soul was so powerful that it could evolve a great emperor rune on its own.

This kind of emperor rune with terrifying power is really not something that can be evolved by any random person.

How powerful was this remnant soul in the past?
Did he evolve this himself, or did he copy it from somewhere?
In any case, it shows that this remnant soul was once extremely powerful and far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

With a swish, Wan Jianyi opened his eyes.

He pressed hard, and the rune shot up into the sky, transforming into a peerless ancient sword that would destroy this small world cage.

Rumble.

The mysterious emperor rune was in confrontation, and Wanjian drew a mysterious sword rune, which was really mysterious and terrifying.

Each of these mysterious emperor runes is mysterious and can absorb the power of nothingness and continue to evolve.

Rumble.

The world was shaking, as if the world was being destroyed, and everything became confused.

The breath of life and death flooded the place.

Although large cracks appeared one after another outside the small world, the small world finally held up.

After all, when one Dao Rune confronts nine Dao Runes, failure is almost inevitable.

Wan Jianyi did not escape the cage of the small world. Instead, it was as if a nuclear bomb had detonated next to him, causing him to vomit blood.

At this time, his eyes became dim and his breath weakened rapidly.

Xiao Ping'an was originally worried that Wan Jianyi's body was shattered, but now he was relieved.

No matter how powerful this parasitic soul was, no matter whether he deduced the Emperor Runes by himself, or obtained the mysterious sword inheritance from somewhere, he lost anyway.

Xiao Ping'an wants to accept everything about him.

Next, Xiao Ping'an began to frantically destroy the soul just like he had done to the old man who possessed the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art and the ancient demon god who possessed the Holy Maiden Haiyue.

Strand after strand of extremely precious divine essence was drawn from the soul of the old sword cultivator and then madly destroyed.

No, it wasn't destroyed madly, but it was collected by using the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art.

It would be a pity to waste these divine essences, but the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art can maximize their effects.

Even if Xiao Ping'an doesn't use it, it can still enhance the origin of others.

Strand after wisp of divine essence as brilliant as mist is constantly being extracted.

The old sword cultivator was also becoming weaker and weaker.

In the end, Xiao Ping'an successfully extracted the old sword cultivator from Wan Jianyi's body.

He did not first enter Wan Jianyi's body to release the real Wan Jianyi's sealed soul, but instead concentrated on observing and comprehending the secrets contained in the sword cultivator's soul.

(End of this chapter)