The calamity that Zhao Xuansu obtained by stealing the sky and exchanging it for the sun melted like ice and snow when encountering the purple light.

"How dare you, the mountain ghost kid, be so nosy?"

In the sword formation, a golden soul wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe can be vaguely seen, with a distorted face and filled with hatred.

Zhao Xuansu had calculated everything, but he never expected that Shangui Xiao'er would be so conceited. In a competition with Wang Xianzhi, the second best person in the world, he dared to be distracted and pay attention to what was going on here. He used a sword energy to stop him and sacrificed his life at the cost of defeat.

The calamity to come.

The cause and effect of luck are kept secret. If you can't steal the opportunity, there will be backlash. In addition, the leader of Wudang, Hong Xixiang, can kill dragons and tigers with golden lotuses of luck, and Longhu Mountain's unfailing energy for thousands of years.

Die today?

Blocked by the purple light, 50% to 60% of the calamity was scattered, and the remaining 40% to 50%, although gathered together, fell much slower.

Deng Tai'a waved his sleeves, and countless sword energy flew out from the sword formation, shattering the remaining calamity.

Zhao Xuansu looked at the dragon and tiger, his face turned gray.

Seven pillars of calamity rise one after another, forming a mighty torrent, heading straight towards Longhu Mountain.

Thousands of Taoist priests in the Tianshi Mansion woke up from trance, feeling uneasy and their eyelids twitching.

When everyone pushed the door open and saw the sudden change in the sky at Longhu Mountain, their hearts suddenly sank and they were extremely frightened.

Black clouds rolled in and fell from the sky.

Thunder and lightning intertwined in the dark clouds, making bursts of roars and emitting overwhelming pressure.

The majesty of heaven is brilliant!

All the beasts in the mountains screamed and ran in all directions.

The old Heavenly Master Zhao Xituan looked at the flashing lightning in the sky. The big bowl with several gaps in his hand, which had been used for many years, fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered into pieces.

Is this a catastrophe?

What on earth did the Tianshi Mansion do to cause such disaster?

"The Patriarch mistook me for being a dragon and a tiger!" Zhao Danxia, ​​the extremely noble leader of the Taoist sect and the head of the Tianshi Mansion, looked at the rolling and surging thunder calamity, opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of her heart's blood, swayed, and staggered back two steps.

Just for the Human Emperor to defy heaven and prolong his life, he has already shouldered a huge cause and effect. If the calamity accumulated by Longhu Mountain over the years could be weighed on a scale, it would weigh more than a thousand catties?

Once luck backfires, Longhu Mountain's leader who has been in charge of the Taoist sect for thousands of years has passed away.

boom!

A thunderbolt tore through the sky and landed in this immortal mansion that had existed on earth for thousands of years.

Longhu Mountain shook for a while.

There were seven thunders that shook the sky, and in the Hualong Pond of the Tianshi Mansion, the golden lotuses of luck withered.

A mournful cry, coming from nowhere, echoed in Longhu Mountain, causing countless Taoist priests to feel sad.

A dragon salamander, a qi-lucking creature, that was raised in the pond, turned over and died.

The two young Taoist priests who were standing by the Hualong Pond felt like the sky was falling.

"Hahaha, as a Taoist master, you are so vicious, Longhu Mountain should be punished! Zhao Laogou, Deng Tai'a sends you on your way!" Deng Tai'a stretched out his finger and flicked twelve small swords.

The momentum was great, and the sword formation soared into the sky, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the golden spirit of the three-year-old Taoist monk was suddenly shattered by the rainbow-like sword energy.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw the immortal Taoist master turned into ashes under the flying sword. Only then did he realize the four realms of the first rank. Although there are high and low realms, they cannot represent the level of martial arts achievements. People in the three religions have always valued the way of heaven over the way of martial arts, even if

Entering the land of immortals, most of them are no match for the loose immortals other than the three sects in the battle of life and death.

But the Taoist master of the Taoist sect who passed through the Heavenly Gate and ascended to immortality was killed by the sword array in a snap of his fingers?

After thinking for a moment, His Highness the Crown Prince looked towards the East China Sea again, caressing the broken wooden box, and murmured: "You can make the sea water stand upside down with just one punch and one sword. This is really an unparalleled technical feat, and I cannot reward it.

~"

Wei Shuyang, Shu Sha, Lu Qiantang and others saw the sword energy surging above the Emperor Wu City from a distance. At this time, they did not care about the rules of the Emperor Emperor City. They came to the city wall to protect His Royal Highness and looked at the hand with vigilance.

A middle-aged man carrying a peach blossom.

Deng Tai'a smiled and didn't make too many moves.

"Let's all disperse. Sword God Deng Tai'a won't attack a junior like me." His Highness the Crown Prince said softly.

Under the head of Emperor Wu City, a little girl in yellow chuckled, inserted the dagger back into her waist, swayed, and disappeared.

Is this middle-aged man the sword god Deng Tai'a?

Lu Qiantang's eyes widened.

Shy and Yang Qingfeng looked at each other.

Jiudoumi Lao Dao is a little discouraged. In his opinion, the only one after Lu Zu who can be called a sword god is the old sword god Li Chungang. So what if Cao Changqing, an official in green clothes, enters the palace three times like walking through a corridor? Peach Blossom Sword

So what if the god Deng Tai'a flew a thousand miles to take his head, and what if Wang Xianzhi, the second person in the world, guarded Emperor Wu's city for a period of time?

Even if a few people have achieved great fame in the world, they cannot represent the world in his heart.

The long sword in the green shirt can travel to the end of the world, and the wooden horse and ox can defeat the soldiers all over the world.

But the old sword god is getting old...

Above the East China Sea, the wind and thunder stirred like thousands of horses galloping.

The sea water seemed to be boiling, churning and surging.

Tens of thousands of people watching the battle at the sea retreated again and again, looking at the waves dozens of feet high, and then they knew what the land gods were!

The waves seemed to be dyed with a layer of color, bright red and coquettish.

is blood!

The fist-gang sword energy overflowed, crushing the deep-sea whales into pieces.

The behemoth could easily knock over a three-story warship, and all its bones were turned into blood, with a pungent fishy smell. Along with the waves that could knock down the city wall, it constantly impacted the minds of everyone on the hillside.

boom!

boom!

Explosions continued.

Wang Xianzhi did not evade or retreat. With her powerful physique and strong energy, she smashed the hundred-foot-long Stegosaurus into pieces with a pair of fists. Her laughter became more and more bold and joyful.

Although there are immortals in the sky, the so-called immortals have long since abandoned their human hearts and followed the way of heaven. Whenever an immortal comes to earth, he will change the world just based on his preferences. Wang Xianzhi does not want the immortals to play with the human world, so he guards Emperor Wu's city.

Create mountains for future generations and give dignity to warriors in the world.

Now there is another terrestrial god outside the three religions. This is very difficult for Jianghu. How can it not make people happy?

boom!

boom!

The waves howled, and the endless sea water surged up, carrying the aura of destruction to the world, and headed straight towards Emperor Wu's city. The tens of thousands of spectators did not bother to comprehend the overwhelming magical power of the two figures on the East China Sea, and they suffocated their strength and moved aside.

Escape.

Even huge rocks were smashed to pieces before the raging waves, let alone flesh and blood?

Everyone retreated more than a hundred feet, and before they could take a breath, another voice suddenly sounded in their ears: "Li Chungang has a sword that can open the gate of heaven. I also have a sword that can seal demons and suppress demons and kill thousands of gods in the sky. Please give Wang Xianzhi a taste."

!”

With one sword coming out, the wind and clouds surged.

The murderous spirit rises like wolf smoke.

This is pure murderous intent!

There is no one that cannot be killed and nothing that cannot be cut down!

"Okay!" Wang Xianzhi stepped on the rolling waves and laughed heartily. He had seen the world in the East China Sea for a long time and wished someone would hurt him.

In Emperor Wu's city, a boy led a donkey and came to the side of the Peach Blossom Sword God at some point. He grinned and looked up at the gloomy sky. After just one glance, his expression suddenly blurred, and the small sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Deng Tai'a woke the boy up with one finger and said in a deep voice: "Don't look any further, this sword is a killing sword."

The killing intent of this sword can make the gods in the sky tremble. If a swordsman is not firm-minded, just one look will break the sword's heart.

The boy's heart felt sad, and there was still a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood lingering in his heart.

The Peach Blossom Sword God turned to His Highness the Crown Prince and saw that his face was not only unafraid, but also seemed to be understanding. This made the Peach Blossom Sword God secretly surprised.

It was rumored all over the world that the Prince of Beiliang was a loser, but today he saw it with his own eyes, and he really stood up for this stupid nephew. How can he be ignorant and incompetent? Regardless of his temperament or aptitude, he is top-notch. If he practices swordsmanship,

As time goes by, there will definitely be one more Sword Immortal in the world.

The boy calmed down his restless mind, picked up the small sword on the ground, turned over and sat on the donkey's back again, and asked softly: "Master, you often praise God for not giving birth to Li Chungang. The way of swordsmanship is as long as the night. This man's sword and

Who among Li Chungang's swords is the most powerful?"

Deng Tai'a put the twelve small swords back into the wooden box, faced the East China Sea, and sighed in a low voice: "In terms of the skill of sword moves, the two-sleeved green snake of the old sword god is the ultimate swordsmanship in this world for hundreds of years.

All laws in the world. In terms of sword intent, I don’t know how the old sword god’s sword can open the heavenly gate, but as soon as this sword comes out, the gods will not be safe.”

Along the way, the sword will reach its peak state, the rolling river can flow backwards, and all the immortals in the sky will bow their heads!
To be continued...