Xianao

Chapter 527 Zhongxing Patriarch Supreme Treasure
Zhanzhanzhan, even an immortal will cut him under the sword, a thousand people have one thought, and all thoughts gather together. Suddenly, Jianjiu undergoes a change. No disciple could believe it.

In an instant, Jianjiu began to change automatically, no longer under the control of the crowd. Half of the fairy sounds, fairy lights, and fairy flowers in the sky were attracted by this sword dove, turning into a little bit of brilliance and entering Jianjiu's body.

After being absorbed by the sword dove, these celestial phantom qi will automatically generate six magic circles on the sword dove. These magic circles have different shapes, starting from a little chaos, turning into yin and yang, and then four phases , the array of gossip, and finally turned into a three-dimensional endless array.

The dove's head is for Jian Xinhui, and the dove's claws are for Jian Ninglong.Dove wings for a while, for sword flying wings, dove feathers for a while, for Jian Xingyu, dove heart for a while, for Jian Xiaoyao, dove body for a while, is Jian Guang Prison.

The six transformations merged into one in the blink of an eye, and then a ray of light fell from the sky, shooting at the sword dove. Suddenly, the vitality on the sword dove of thousands of people condensed and turned into a human form, from emptiness to nothingness, and became A middle-aged scribe with extraordinary bearing and dressed in ancient costumes, this person has an indescribable magnanimity, full of elegant aura, if you look carefully, you can see the white marble screen on the first floor of Xuanyuan Waimen Tianfa Pavilion. The same person.

This person is none other than Wang Yinyang, the founder of Xuanyuan Sword School Zhongxing. He leaped through the sky and leaped to the world, and also sent out a clone in the fairy world, descending to the human world.

Yu Zecheng and other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were all in a strange state, in a trance, but all of them saw the shadow clone of Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yinyang, and all of them were in a kind of incomparable worship. Patriarch Wang Yinyang.The Patriarch did not abandon all his disciples, and at the most critical moment, he actually came to help everyone from the lower realms, and everyone was very excited.

After Wang Yinyang took shape, he remained motionless. Suddenly, all members of Jianjiu felt their whole bodies shake, as if their bodies were absorbed by something and gathered into the human form above the sword dove. For a moment, Yu Zecheng felt The Heart of Blood Nightmare, the Furnace of Eternity, the Peerless Sword Bone, and the Seven Immortal Eyes on my body all moved, as if a trace of vitality had escaped and gathered on the clone of the Transforming Immortal.

All Xuanyuan disciples with immortal bones and wisdom roots felt this way. After the gathering of vitality, Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yinyang opened his eyes violently. Suddenly, it was as if the world stopped, everything condensed, and time and space reversed.

He opened his mouth and shouted:
"A pure heart walks freely in the world of mortals, the orchid fragrance is endless for a hundred generations, the bright moon and white clouds convey my will, and the Immortal Lord Moyi returns to the world.

My Wang Yinyang is back again, the sword dove has transformed into a form, and all people are united, vowing to kill the immortal, the immortal energy enters the dove, the magic circle emerges, and returns to the world. Who dares to be an enemy of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect?Breaking the boundary and doppelganging, bullying the small with the big? "

After speaking, he looked at the immortal clone of the Eight Remnants Sect on the main peak.

When the Eight Remnant Immortals saw the rising of the magic circle, they sighed and shouted:

"Run away, one escape counts as one."

After speaking with one finger, countless disciples immediately turned into streamers on the main peak and flew towards the surrounding fields.

When Wang Yinyang sipped at him, he looked at Wang Yinyang and replied:
"I pay my respects to the Moyi Celestial Immortal Lord, it is my Eight Disabled Old Man."

Wang Yinyang said:
"It turned out to be the eight disabled old man. It's not surprising to you. You are born with a brain damage. You can do anything. Apart from you, there is no one who is so shameless, bullies the small with the big, and dares to fight with me Xuanyuanjian!" faction as the enemy."

The Eight Remnant Immortal was not angry at all when Wang Yinyang said this, he just said:

"The children and grandchildren are facing the scourge of destroying their families, so they can only fight hard and don't care about face."

Wang Yinyang nodded and said:
"Then don't blame me, the matter has come to this point, I can't let your clone go back. The Eight Remnant Sect will not be wiped out because of this battle, I promise you."

Eight handicapped old man said:

"Thank you Moyi Celestial Lord for your promise. Okay, let me try the divine power of Moyi Celestial Lord. In fact, you all rely on the name of Xuanyuan and the immortal energy left by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to control the three realms of the fairy world. I have long been dissatisfied. Let’s try the sword of Immortal Lord Moyi.”

Wang Yinyang smiled and said:

"It seems that I haven't used my sword for a long time, and the immortals have forgotten what happened back then. Well, since you have questions, then I will answer. If I can't kill you with one sword, I will give up the name of the fairy master." No more. I'll give you ten breaths to discover the ultimate body of the immortal, lest you say that I bully you."

The eight disabled old man let out a low growl, and he began to change, instantly turning into a three-foot-tall red copper giant with three heads and six arms, with endless aura of wind and clouds appearing from his whole body, emitting seven layers of rippled brilliance.

Wang Yinyang didn't look at him, but stood on the sword dove, looked around towards the sky and the earth, looked at it for more than ten breaths, and said:
"The world is changeable, the years are long, old friends are still there, and the world has changed."

Then he glanced at the eight disabled old man, pointed casually, and a sword light came out, Wang Yinyang said casually:

"Swordsman, the way of kings, there is no firmness without urging, disperse it into qi, gather it into awn, transform it into mind, hide it into thought..."

This Wang Yinyang was fighting while giving explanations like many disciples, teaching everyone the way of swordsmanship, that sword light fell down in an instant, pierced the sky, and the sword was slashed out. There is no pressure of majesty, but this sword implies the way of the sky world, this sword represents the power of heaven and earth, it is the ultimate power in the way of swordsmanship, just a light sword is enough.

Seeing such sword light, the eight disabled old man let out a roar, and his six arms moved quickly, using various fairy tricks, and the three heads chanted together, turning into endless light and shadow, but everything was illusory, and everything was meaningless.

This sword easily broke through the layers of defense of the eight disabled old man, dao dao xianshu, powerful magic body, this sword flashed towards the white light, the fairy magic body of the eight disabled old man collapsed like a bubble, collapsed instantly , One sword down, without any sound, light and movie, just like that, easily wiped out the immortal body of the eight disabled old man from the lower realm.

After Wang Yinyang beheaded the eight disabled old man, he said slowly:
"After this revenge is over, don't destroy the inheritance of the Eight Remnant Sects. My Xuanyuan Sword Sect stands tall in the sky and is immortal. All disciples should do it for themselves."

Immediately after speaking, the fairy shadow dissipated and turned into countless rays of light, [-]% of which went straight back to the sky, and the other [-]% turned into light streams and returned to all Xuanyuan disciples. Twelve beams of light shot towards the horizon, and no light spots could be seen in an instant.

Everything is like a hallucination, it ends in an instant, everyone is like a dream, the other immortal descends to the realm, his own ancestor descends to the realm, the two immortals fight, and then it ends easily.

Suddenly Shi Ji shouted:
"Master Xie went down to the realm, and Master Xie bestowed the Dharma."

The stream of feedback contained endless immortal energy, and contained various sword theories. It can be predicted that in the near future, countless lost Xuanyuan sword techniques will be reinterpreted by Xuanyuan disciples after the war.

The immortal disappeared, and the battle continued, but a large number of disciples of the Eight Remnant Sect were teleported away by the eight disabled old man just now. The eight peaks and the main peak were sparsely populated, and all disappeared. There was only one person, that is, One Finger True Monarch. The disabled old man did not send him away.He knew that this disciple could not be saved, so he did not send him away.

The True Lord One Finger looked around, smiled bleakly, and shouted:

"One person does things and one person is responsible. I was the one who slaughtered your disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I was entrusted by others to lead you out of the mountain. It's a pity that the credit was lost, and I hate it."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled out his heart, which exploded violently. Immediately, the Nascent Soul exploded, turning into a ball of flame and disappearing into the sky.

The war ended like this, and there was no strong enemy in the Eight Remnants Sect. Shi Ji said:

"Jianjiu disintegrates, finds the remnants of the enemy, scrapes everything for me, takes away everything that can be taken away, destroys everything that cannot be taken away, and leaves nine empty mountains for them, and we will continue to inherit."

All the disciples answered together:
"Yes."

Immediately turned into a group of six, and still took everything in the nine hanging mountains, spirit stones, fairy grasses, treasures, fairy birds, everything was taken away, and if they could not be taken away, they would be destroyed. The crowd started a crazy robbery.

Yu Zecheng flew down and began to scrape away. Others were looking for treasures everywhere, but Yu Zecheng flew to the place where the eight disabled old man's body burst, watching the traces of that battle.

Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yinyang's sword is too powerful and mysterious, which makes people feel indescribable. That sword can be said to be the strongest sword in the sky world, the limit of kendo.

Yu Zecheng looked at the place where the eight-disabled old man exploded, guessing the power of the sword, and in vain found a sword mark on the ground. In fact, the eight-disabled old man fought hard, but it was useless, but because of his Resistance, so a sword mark was left on the stone platform.

The sword mark was one foot long and one foot deep, and it was carved on the stone platform. Without saying a word, Yu Zecheng immediately urged the flying sword to cut off all the ten feet of the stone platform with the sword mark as the center. Then receive it in your own Pan Gu world.

This is the real supreme treasure. Compared with those magical treasures, flying swords, and those spirit stones and fairy medicines, it is infinitely more useful. With this sword mark, one's swordsmanship will have a wind direction, and from then on, one's cultivation will have a goal .

After getting this thing, Yu Zecheng had nothing more to ask for, turned around and came to a platform, sat down with his body, and returned to the Pangu world to watch the seal of the sword mark.

The other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, some were scraping everywhere, some were digging three feet into the ground, some were unscrupulous, but none of them noticed that a group of Yuanying Zhenjun headed by Shi Ji was watching them silently , observing the reaction of each disciple, and recording all their every move for evaluation.

Then Yu Zecheng sat on the stone without any joy or worry, unmoved by any external objects, kept silent, closed his eyes and practiced hard. Suddenly, Shi Ji and others looked at him, smiled slightly, and nodded their heads.
-
I'm a little busy today, I'm late, I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry

(End of this chapter)