Swordsman of the World

Chapter 135 After the collapse
"Roar~!" With a voice from the heavenly demon, Yang Dong fell headlong to the ground.

Not only him, but all the people in the wood spirit clan's underground world covered their heads in pain. The magic sound was too terrifying, and even he, who had just broken through as a great swordsman, couldn't bear it.

Yang Dong turned his head and looked down, only to see that the surroundings of the pitch-black ancient trees were lit up, and then a cold and arrogant middle-aged man was surrounded by the cloud of devilish energy, gritting his teeth in pain, as if he was holding on to not being eroded by the devilish energy.

"Whoosh" several movements flashed, and seven sword sects came!

The demonic energy continued to disperse, and three sword sects were suddenly infected by the demonic energy. They were so frightened that their souls froze, and they each performed secret methods to get rid of the demonic energy on their bodies.

But this is not ordinary demonic energy, but the heavenly demonic energy from outside the sky, the demonic energy that all the venerables of the demonic way desire to have, and ordinary sword sects can't resist it at all.

In the end, only two sword sects escaped, one of them was Yun Kong, and the patriarch Zhao.

The two were shocked and angry: "Who will destroy my Wood Spirit Clan!!!"

The power of Jianzong's roar immediately made the ground tremble, but how could anyone answer him?Around the ancient tree, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling. Many sword cultivators were infected with demon energy, lost their minds, and completely lost control.

That's not counting, the most serious thing is that among the eight sword sects, six elders lost control.

Everyone has revenge for revenge, and revenge for injustice, so they don't think about anything at all, and release their inner evil thoughts as much as they want.

Their beards and hair exuded devilish energy, and their eyes were scarlet. Because of the devilish energy, those sword sects became even more powerful.

"The surname is Zhao! You assassinated Taizu back then and won the position of patriarch. Don't think I don't know. I want to avenge Taizu today!"

"Kill! You Zhao faction, every good thing."

Several sword sects hated each other, at this time, it was useless to say anything.

Boom, one of the bewitched elders suddenly stabbed Yunkong with his sword. The latter dodged quickly, but the whole underground world trembled, and the stones kept falling down.

"Stop, stabilize your mind quickly, don't mistake yourself!" Yunkong shouted with the power of spiritual consciousness, but it failed to wake up the demonized clansmen.

Yang Dong shook his sullen head. Fortunately, he broke through the Great Sword Master and improved his spiritual sense with the help of "Ancient Immortal Divine Mind Dafa", otherwise he would really suffer some damage.

After he recovered, he disappeared with a whoosh, appeared a hundred meters away in the next moment, and disappeared a hundred meters away with a whoosh.

Although it was only [-] meters, it was an ascent, so Yang Dongshao took a lot of detours.

Shouting from behind, Yang Dong buried his head on the road, and walked as far as he could before Patriarch Zhao and Yunkong blocked them. Along the way, he also saw many Muling clansmen who were shocked by the magic sound and came out to inquire about the news.

Soon, he returned to the cave where he hadn't been for a long time.

Mo Xiaolang was also looking at him here, and when he saw Yang Dong coming back, he was overjoyed: "Brother, why are you back? What's going on over there?"

Yang Dong hurriedly said: "Explain later, it's a big deal! Run away now."

"How can we escape without a guide?" Mo Xiaolang rolled his eyes at him, and said, "The son of the patriarch is getting married today, and there are a lot of delicious food."

Yang Dong anxiously said: "Eat your sister, run quickly! The eight sword sects are about to die, let's leave quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately saw a few sword cultivators of the Wood Spirit clan who had been eroded by the devilish energy, running out ferociously, killing anyone they saw.

"Help, help!"

"Run away, there is magic energy, so scary."

"The elders are all fallen, run away."

When Mo Xiaolang heard it, he knew he was going to die, so why would he dare to stay?Immediately also prepared to flee.

At this time Xu Xiu also came out with her daughter in her arms, looking at Yang Dong expectantly, not knowing what to do.

But the chaotic sound was getting closer and closer, Yang Dong led the four of them, got on the ingenious woodcarving, and hurriedly flew to the wood spirit clan's secret place to escape.

For some reason, a group of slaves who were captured here also followed, forming a mighty team.

The secret escape path was originally guarded by a sword sect, but now that the eight sword sects had fought together, there was no time to take care of it, so Yang Dong and the others passed easily.

Suddenly, a powerful demonic energy shot out into the sky, and the magical energy swept across the entire underground world.

Unfortunately, a hole several hundred meters underground was abruptly rushed out, and Yang Dong and the others were blown to pieces by the devilish energy.

At this time, the Wood Spirit Clan was in chaos, no one dared to stay, Yang Dong controlled the ingenious wood carving to soar into the sky.

But when he went out to the desert, he felt the devilish energy in the underground world was overwhelming, it was very terrifying, and it was difficult to breathe.

He didn't expect that the demon energy of the sky would cause such serious consequences. He thought it was just to demonize those sword sects and make the wood spirit clan lose control and fight among themselves.

Looking at it now, the Wood Spirit Clan is really completely ruined.

In fact, what Yang Dong didn't know was that the demon energy of the sky was absorbed by the ancient tree!

That ancient tree was somewhat mysterious, it could warm and nourish the sacred tree of Taiyi, and at the same time let the sacred tree of Taiyi bloom from time to time, but Yang Dong took away the sacred tree of Taiyi, just when the demonic energy of the sky broke out, the ancient tree absorbed it.

Then it turned into an eruption of magic energy!
Although the magic energy sprayed later is not as pure as the original one, it still has a great influence on ordinary sword repairers.

Looking at the big hole in the desert, Mo Xiaolang felt terrified, and said, "Yang Dong, there are still many people down there? We can't save them, let's go."

Yang Dong shook his head and said, "Go first, there is a map here, don't get lost."

Then he dropped a map, and then used the ingenious woodcarving to go back and forth dozens of times to rescue these slaves.

Xu Xiu pulled her daughter Mu Yurou, bowed towards the cave, and said, "Your benefactor is precious, you are so kind and virtuous, and you will repay it someday."

Mu Yurou also waved her hands in a childish voice, "Big brother, goodbye."

Mo Xiaolang scratched his head, wondering why Yang Dong was so eager to save people?Didn't he throw that magic energy?I really don't understand.

He grinned at Xu Xiu's mother and daughter: "I'll give you a ride."

Xu Xiu said gratefully: "Thank you, little brother, but we are not going to the desert, we are going to Yunhaizong. As far as I know, the Bone Bone Dao Palace and Yunhaizong go in the opposite direction."

The three looked at the map, and then quickly disappeared into the night sky of the desert.

Yang Dong went back to save people. Of course, he rescued some wood spirit swordsmen, but at this time he was already in a panic, so he couldn't control so much. It would be best to save as many people as possible and go to the desert.

After those slaves escaped, they ran frantically for their lives, while the wood spirit tribe watched their homes destroyed miserably.

Yang Dong looked on indifferently, he didn't regret it, because the Muling clan deserved what they deserved, if they didn't destroy them, there would be more ways for innocent merchants to be arrested and then enslaved.

There will be more sword cultivators losing their loved ones.

These wood spirit clansmen have lost their greatest support, and in the world of integrated sword cultivation in the future, they will gradually realize that they are no different from people.

Moreover, the essence of Shenmu has become a limited existence, and it is estimated that it will also cause a bloodbath.

Yang Dong saved a lot of people, and felt a little tired, and the devilish energy here was so overwhelming that it had already formed a source of magic eyes, and there would be a constant wave of devilish energy coming out in the future.

Maybe a demon sect will rise because of this in the future.

In short, Yang Dong's behavior today has changed the future of the Puyun Plateau and the four major forces.

Moreover, the Wood Spirit Clan was eliminated, and the Yunhai Sect was separated from the Bone Dao Palace and the Tianzhu Sword Sect.

At this time, he didn't think so much anymore, so he could just escape by driving the ingenious woodcarving.

Halfway through the flight, he saw Mo Xiaolang among a group of fleeing slaves. He ran away with some slaves. Yang Dong picked him up and asked, "Where's Xu Xiu?"

Mo Xiaolang lay tired on the ingenious wooden carving, and said: "They are going in the opposite direction, going to the sea, I can only go alone, I will definitely go back to Loulan Shacheng."

Hearing that Xu Xiu and Mu Yurou were safe, Yang Dong was also relieved.

Although I met those two mothers and daughters unexpectedly, it would be nice to be able to save them.

Facing the rising sun in the east, Yang Dong sighed with emotion that he had finally done what he had to do, and he had benefited a lot, bringing himself one step closer to the road of sword immortality.

Yang Dong took out a red sword embryo, which was left behind by Mu Xiuyuan after his death. He handed it to Mo Xiaolang, and said, "This is for you. In the future, if you cultivate to the level of a sword master, you can refine the power of the sword embryo." , to help you cultivate faster and break through faster at the same time. It can also be counted as your reward for accompanying my Wood Spirit Clan."

"There are still five Sword Soul Pills here. Fighting with people at critical moments will allow your Sword Soul to temporarily increase its strength."

"There are three Yangshen Pills here, and they have a very good auxiliary effect when practicing the Spiritual Thought Technique."

"This high-grade magic weapon heavy sword is the most suitable for your heavy martial arts sword soul. It can help you increase your power and save it for use when you break through the sword master."

"This quintessence of Taiyi Shenmu will protect your life at critical moments, so don't use it indiscriminately."

"Also, there are a few pieces of talisman paper here, the power is too weak, I can't use them anymore, you can take them all."

"Oh, here are some middle-grade spirit sources, um...forget it, I'll give you ordinary ones, one bag, three thousand pieces, don't be stingy to buy anything you want."

Yang Dong was like a treasure, Mo Xiaolang stopped his hand so much that his hands softened, he kept laughing cheerfully, and he who was originally poor and white suddenly became a little local tyrant.

Especially the flaming sword fetus, he likes it very much, the treasure that even great sword masters are jealous of.

Yang Dong gave Mo Xiaolang a lot of things, which are relatively irrelevant to him, and he has followed him in the Wood Spirit Clan for so long, so this benefit should be.

And nothing foreign can compare to his smooth breakthrough to the Great Sword Master!
Possessing a nihility physique and a devouring physique, Yang Dong is more confident than before.

The ingenious wood carving is soaring in the sky, with the vast desert below, Mo Xiaolang is excitedly playing with the big red sword embryo in his hand.

Looking at the rising sun, Yang Dong was filled with emotion in his heart. He couldn't help but took out his wooden Xiao, and played a piece of music slowly.

The singing voice is a little low, a little sad, and a little confused, as if expressing the doubts in my heart.

Mo Xiaolang looked back and found that Yang Dong was standing on the ingenious wood carving, and he was so surprised that he played such a beautiful tune, he was stunned for a while.

Suddenly, Yang Dong's melodious tune was mixed with the sound of a familiar flute.

(End of this chapter)