I am devoted to the Tao

Chapter 228 Even the storybook wouldn’t dare to write it like this!
"Suppress me for ten thousand years?"

Jiang Chuan's eyes twitched slightly: "It's obvious that you killed the familiar one first."

"I don't care, I'm going to suppress you!"

Ancestor Ziyun, his original body, the Yiqi Gourd, and the Biluo Sword all soared into the air.

boom!
The divine light of the Yiqi Gourd surged, like a burning purple fairy fire, illuminating the sky.

Groan!
The Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear appeared in Jiangchuan's hand, and Jiangchuan raised the spear and pointed it at the Purple Cloud Ancestor.

"Suppress me? Today I will suppress you and fulfill my long-held obsession!"

"Damn Jiang Chuan!" Old Ancestor Ziyun shouted.

The Yiqi Gourd turned into a purple divine light, like a purple meteor, smashing towards Jiangchuan.

"Emperor's death!"

Jiang Chuan shouted loudly and thrust out with his spear, using the spear as a sword and unleashing the Emperor's Fall of the Immortal-Slaying Sword. Strands of chaotic energy fell from the scarlet spear blade.

His shot seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth, break through all obstacles, reach the other side, and last forever.

Boom! ! !

The Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear collided with the One Qi Gourd, divine light surged, and the terrifying power made the entire void tremble.

Situ Yang, Zhong Chao and many elders and disciples of Wangui Shentu who were watching the battle were all stunned.

The scene before my eyes was something I had never seen, let alone even heard of!

Jiang Chuan's obsession was to suppress his own Taoist weapon, but the Taoist weapon turned around and wanted to devour its master and suppress Jiang Chuan.

Even ordinary stories wouldn’t dare to be written like this!
Zheng!
Just as Jiang Chuan used his spear to knock the Qi Gourd away, the Biluo Sword came down and stabbed straight into his chest.

Yin and Yang Magnetic Immortal Light!

The black and white fairy light rose up like two black and white dragons.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
In an instant, thousands of swords rang out, and the clanging sound resounded through the sky.

Elder Wangui Shentu and his disciples used magic weapons made of gold spiritual materials to fly towards the Yin-Yang Yuanci Immortal Light.

The Biluo Sword, which was controlled by the clone of the Purple Cloud Ancestor, was also out of control and flew towards the Yin-Yang Yuanci Immortal Light.

Many of the cultivators who climbed the Immortal Mountain looked surprised.

"Yin Yang Magnetic Immortal Light!"

"Legend has it that the Taoist Liang Yi created this supreme magical power. Who is this person?!"

"Could it be that the legacy of Liangyi Taoist has been revealed? This is a major event that will shock the world!"

Jiang Chuan stood with a gun in his hand, looking proud.

"Ziyun, if you surrender now, I will suppress you for five million, five hundred thousand, or fifty thousand years."

"watch out!"

As Patriarch Ziyun opened his mouth, a deafening sword chant came from the Yiqi Gourd, his body.

A vast world appeared out of thin air on the crystal gourd.

The world is filled with emerald green fields and towering mountains that lie across the earth like blue dragons, creating a vibrant scene.

When the many elders and disciples of Wangui Divine Land saw this scene, their faces changed.

"It actually used the power of the world to evolve an illusory world. This magic weapon is not far from being a top-grade Taoist weapon!"

"Using the power of the world and exerting all my strength, this is already comparable to a blow from a Void Immortal!"

"Go and ask the Sect Master to come quickly, otherwise Dengxian Mountain will be destroyed!"

The dazzling golden light, like a river bursting its banks, continuously gushed out from the mouth of the Yiqi Gourd.

"stop!"

At this moment, an extremely majestic voice came from Dengxian Mountain.

The next moment, a dark green immortal wheel, as if transcending time and space, appeared out of thin air above Dengxian Mountain and crashed into the Yiqi Gourd.

Boom!

The Yiqi Gourd directly turned into a purple light and flew out of the Wangui Divine Land.

"If you dare to use force on Dengxian Mountain again, I will use the Wan Gui Xian Wheel to smash your body to pieces!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple fairy light rose from the stairs of the ninth level.

A Taoist wearing a lotus crown and a snow-white Taoist robe stepped out from the purple fairy light.

The Taoist has delicate eyebrows and eyes, silver hair, a Taoist sword on his back, and a whisk in his hand.

It's as if a real immortal has descended, giving people a sense of ethereality.

After the body of Patriarch Ziyun was knocked away, he landed on Jiangchuan's shoulder and raised his claws to point at the Taoist priest.

"Jiang Chuan, beat him up for me, and I'll reduce the time it takes to suppress you by a hundred days."

Jiangchuan: "."

No, ancestor, it’s a pity that you don’t become a boss!
A hundred years becomes a hundred days. You really catch a person and squeeze him to death!
Jiang Chuan stepped onto the ninth level of the Immortal Ascension Stage and clasped his fists, saying, "Junior Jiang Chuan, greetings to the Immortal King Wangui."

"I am just a wisp of his thought, not an Immortal King."

The Taoist raised his eyes and looked at the Biluo Sword in the sky, which was bound by the black and white fairy light.

"This sword is quite good. I wonder how your swordsmanship is?"

Jiang Chuan waved his hand, and the black and white fairy light dissipated. Many magic weapons that were attracted by the Yin-Yang Yuan magnetic fairy light turned into streams of light and returned to the hands of their respective owners.

The Biluo Sword fell from the sky and landed in Jiangchuan's palm.

"Since Senior wants to see my swordsmanship, I will obey."

"You are the descendant of the Dark Yu Demon Lord and have obtained his two great scriptures. Your strength cannot be judged by your realm."

The Taoist unsheathed his sword and it fell into his palm: "I will fight you with the strength of the peak of the seventh realm."

All the cultivators who climbed the Immortal Mountain were shocked.

"The descendant of the Dark Yu Demon Lord?! I never thought he was actually the descendant of the Dark Yu Demon Lord!"

"Is this the legendary Demon Lord An Yu who obtained the Dao Stele of the Blue Emperor, one of the Five Emperors?!"

"He may have inherited the Dao of Qingdi, one of the Five Emperors. No wonder he wants to be the Emperor of Heaven."

Facing the Taoist priest, Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"Is the peak of the seventh realm enough?" "It's enough!"

The Taoist swung his sword fiercely.

The dazzling sword light was even brighter than the sun hanging high in the sky. The bone-chilling coldness instantly spread across the sky and earth, causing many cultivators' faces to change suddenly.

Yaoguang Zhandao Sword!
Jiang Chuan faced the Taoist's sword and also slashed out with his sword.

Transform your own energy and spirit into a supreme sword that can cut through the sky and split the earth!

cut!
cut!
cut!
Just like a sword swung by the Supreme One who controls the universe, this extremely domineering sword light seems to cut through everything that dares to stand in its way!

Boom!

The two swords collided, and the sword lights shattered, turning into a strong wind that swept in all directions.

Zheng!
The Taoist took a step forward and appeared directly in front of Jiang Chuan.

Shrink to an inch!

The long sword in the Taoist's hand was like a sudden cold light, stabbing directly at Jiangchuan.

Jiang Chuan also swung his sword to meet the attack.

clang!clang!clang!
In an instant, the two men clashed thousands of times, and the scattered sword energy flew in all directions like a torrential rain.

"Back off! Back off!"

The elders of Wangui Shentu hurriedly took action to stop it, preventing the disciples from being accidentally injured by the aftermath.

"Brother Situ, this fellow Daoist Jiangchuan who inherited the legacy of the Dark Yu Demon Lord is truly a genius. He can even rival the Grandmaster Wangui at the peak of the Seventh Realm. Brother, what do you think of the chances of Daoist Jiangchuan defeating the Grandmaster?"

A talented disciple from the Land of Gods asked Situ Yang.

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Situ Yang uttered three difficult words in a row.

"In history, only one or two out of ten cultivators have passed the eighth level and ultimately defeated Master Wangui."

"Master Wangui, who reached the peak of the Seventh Realm, defeated the prodigies of the Ten Realms in a row and was known as the 'Little Immortal King' by the world."

A female elder holding a treasure bottle said, "Although the descendant of the Dark Yu Demon Lord is also a genius, he should not be a match for the Grandmaster Wangui."

"Roar!"

At this moment, a roar that resounded through the sky rang out.

A green dragon, completely green in color, like a green sacred mountain, appeared out of thin air, stretching across the sky.

Then a thousand-foot-tall white tiger with silvery light appeared, followed by the Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, and Teng Snake.

"The Azure Dragon Immortal Slaying Seal! The White Tiger Immortal Killing Seal! The Vermillion Bird Immortal Extermination Seal! The Black Tortoise Immortal Extermination Seal! The Teng Snake Immortal Killing Seal!"

The Taoist looked at the five ferocious and intimidating beasts and was a little surprised: "You actually obtained the five seals of the Taichi Immortal King."

"Five Elements Heavenly Seal!"

Jiang Chuan shouted loudly, and five thousand-foot-tall divine beasts circled and danced, evolving into a world outside the domain.

The world outside the domain is sacred and extraordinary, with sacred mountains standing in rows, clouds rising, and fairy mists lingering around the entire world.

With Jiang Chuan's control, he pressed down towards the Taoist priest.

"I also comprehended the secrets of the world when I was at the peak of the Seventh Realm."

The Taoist flicked the whisk in his left hand, and three thousand silver threads transformed into three thousand divine lights, shooting up into the sky.

In the divine light, the big stars rolled, the sun and the moon shone brightly, like a galaxy bursting its dam, crashing into the outer world.

Boom! ! !
It was like a celestial demon roaring to the sky, or like a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers descending to the mortal world, and the shouts and cries of killing shook the universe.

The aftermath was like a huge wave washing sand, directly blowing away many cultivators who were climbing the Immortal Mountain.

Zheng!
After destroying the world created by the Five Elements Heavenly Seal, the Taoist thrust out with a sword in his right hand.

fast!
too fast!
This sword seemed to have crossed the barriers of time and space and appeared in front of Jiang Chuan's chest.

When the sword was about to pierce Jiangchuan's chest, a crystal sword appeared out of thin air.

clang!
While Jiang Chuan blocked the Taoist's sword, he used his left palm as a knife and chopped it down.

The Immortal-Slaying Turtle Sword of Immortal-Slaying!
The overwhelming murderous intent gushed out from Jiang Chuan's body.

Zheng!
The blood-red blade light carried an extremely sharp blade intent, as if it wanted to kill all living things.

The void was illuminated in a blood-red color. Immortals were bleeding, gods lay dead, and blood rain fell from the sky. These strange phenomena appeared in the sky, causing many cultivators to feel a chill down their spines.

"What a great Immortal-killing move! But it still can't defeat me."

The Taoist let out a long roar, and the heaven and earth shook.

Strands of azure Dao principles, like thousands of silk threads, hang down from the void.

The Taoist friend swung the long sword in his right hand, and the azure Dao turned into a vast ocean, and then turned into an azure sword light, meeting the sword of Tuxian.

When Jiang Chuan saw this scene, he felt secretly moved.

"Wan Gui Immortal King is indeed a genius who can become an Immortal King. He has comprehended the great way of water to such an extent at the peak of the seventh realm."

Boom!

The sword light and the knife light shattered together.

The Taoist's eyes flashed, his silver hair danced wildly, and his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

"The next move will determine the winner!"

The rumbling sound was like rolling thunder, and the vital energy between heaven and earth, like a horse running free from its reins, gathered towards where the Taoist was.

"It's time to decide the winner!"

Situ Yang and many elders and disciples of Wangui Shentu looked intently at the ninth level of ascension.

Everyone was afraid of missing the final showdown.

"No need, the winner is already decided!"

Jiang Chuan's calm voice was heard. It was not loud, but it was clearly heard by many cultivators in Dengxian Mountain.

"You're right, the outcome is decided."

The Taoist's voice stopped abruptly and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because he found that his neck was grasped by a big hand!
The Vacuum of the Immortal-Slaying Turtle Sword!
(End of this chapter)