Zhu Youji's pupils narrowed, and he kept searching the memories of the first pioneers, looking for information about this sword.
The memories of the first generation pioneers are so vast that even if Zhu Youji has fully received them, it will take a certain amount of time to find the corresponding information at this moment.
"The Heavenly Buddha's Demonic Sword!"
In an instant, the Buddha's light was overwhelming, and the Sword of Eternal Life was attached to the Buddha's light. Behind Chu Yingqiu, a vast and boundless shadow of the Buddha emerged, as if the Tathagata Buddha came from the west, majestic, majestic, and boundless.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Under the reflection of the Eternal Life Sword, the Buddha's light turned into thousands of sword shadows, shooting towards Zhu Youji like a violent storm.
"This is the home court of Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Youji held the mechanical scepter in one hand and pulled out the Tianwen Sword with the other hand. The powerful power of national destiny, accompanied by the power of all living beings, raised his hand and waved, and the power of destiny directly transformed into a golden dragon and flew. He stepped out and directly blocked all the sword shadows and sword lights coming from him.
"Boom boom boom..."
The golden dragon's whole body was covered with golden scales. With the power of luck, it used an almost brute force method to forcefully carry the falling sword rain and charge directly towards Chu Yingqiu.
"The annoying power of luck..."
Chu Yingqiu frowned slightly and murmured softly. The longevity sword above his head shone with light, and the phantom of the ancient Buddha behind him solidified again.
The figure of the ancient Buddha was majestic and gigantic. His body was tangled with muscles, blocking out the sky and the sun. His expression was like a vajra with angry eyes. Surrounded by the torrential fire of karma, he directly raised his palm and grabbed the charging golden dragon.
"Pfft!"
The huge Buddha's hand crushed the golden dragon of luck and exploded, scattering bits of golden light.
With just one move, Zhu Youji's Luck Golden Dragon was destroyed.
At the moment when the Luck Golden Dragon was crushed, Zhu Youji found out the information about the Eternal Life Sword.
The white jade capital in the sky has twelve cities on the fifth floor.
The immortal caressed my head, and my hair was knotted, so I could live forever.
The meaning of the name of the Sword of Eternal Life is taken from this poem.
The original owner's name is Bai Yujing. He is an extraordinary swordsman with outstanding swordsmanship and is able to travel across the upper realm of Kyushu. His strength is astonishing.
The sword energy spreads across 30,000 miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen states.
Under Bai Yujing's hand, the Eternal Life Sword exploded with extraordinary power.
However, genius is always short-lived and does not end well.
Bai Yujing died in the hands of her lover, and the Sword of Eternal Life was lost.
It is said that on the blade of this sword, there is a supreme wonder book "The Secret of Immortality" sealed, but no one has seen it. The only thing that is certain is that this sword does contain the special power of immortality.
"Sword of Immortality? Secret of Immortality?"
"Haha, if we talk about swordsmanship, I won't lose!"
Zhu Youji's eyes flickered, and with a movement of his body, the surrounding space came to a standstill, as if the sun, moon and stars had all stopped moving, and there was only one sword left in the world!
The huge word "Ming" is engraved on the sword body, shining with an inexplicable light.
"Sentimental world? Twenty-three swords!"
In an instant, countless fortunes and the power of countless sentient beings were all integrated with the Tianwen Sword in Zhu Youji's hand. The powerful sword force directly sealed the entire space.
Momentum, destiny, and the power of all living beings were all transformed into the sword energy that Zhu Youji could control. They were condensed out of thin air to form sword formations. With the blessing of the sword formations, Zhu Youji held the Tianwen Sword and headed straight towards Chu Yingqiu. The center of his eyebrow was pierced.
For a moment, Chu Yingqiu felt inspired, a whim, and an unprecedented sense of crisis welling up in her heart. She looked at Tian Wenjian getting closer and closer, and actually felt a sense of fear in her heart.
"will die!"
"I will die!"
"I will die under this sword!"
Chu Yingqiu immediately stopped hesitating, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and used his own blood to forcefully activate the Eternal Life Sword. Even the Buddha's shadow behind him was stained with blood, making it look a bit ferocious and terrifying.
"The Heavenly Buddha's Demonic Sword!!"
The pure white sword of longevity was stained with a blood-red mark, and an unusual burst of blood light erupted. The huge ancient Buddha shadow behind it also had a blood mark between its eyebrows, burning with red lotus fire and blood light all over the sky. It had long been
It has lost its original grandeur, dignity and sanctity.
The phantom of the ancient Buddha at this moment looks like an evil Buddha who has fallen into the devil's path, or a ghost Buddha who has destroyed the world. Its ferocious and terrifying face and image made countless people of the Ming Dynasty who saw this scene turn pale and tremble.
"I've told you before that this woman doesn't look like a good person. If you don't believe me, look at this. This is not a fairy in the sky. This is clearly an evil monster!!"
"Yes, yes, this girl is not a good person at first glance! She just made it look good, but as soon as our prince takes action, her true colors are immediately revealed."
"Monster! Monster!"
"Your Highness, come on! Kill this witch and protect the Ming Dynasty!"
"His Royal Highness, I pray for you, I hope you defeat evil spirits and bless my Ming Dynasty!"
The people were talking, and many people knelt down spontaneously, muttering to themselves.
"Drive away evil spirits and bless me with a great Ming Dynasty!"
"Drive away evil spirits and bless me with a great Ming Dynasty!"
…
Countless words, carrying the people's prayers, gathered into a golden torrent of luck and flew towards the capital.
Over the capital, Chu Yingqiu finally broke free from the shackles of space stasis.
She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed the longevity sword that had been floating above her head.
"Die!"
Chu Yingqiu suddenly swung the Eternal Life Sword, and the phantom of the bloody Buddha behind him, with a ferocious and crazy expression, also waved his arms and struck at Zhu Youji who was rushing over.
The palm of his hand touched the tip of Tianwen Sword.
This time, Zhu Youji's figure was not photographed flying away.
The tip of the Tianwen Sword is like an indestructible drill, and in an extremely arrogant manner, it forcibly shatters the palm of the ancient Buddha's shadow...
An inch!
Two inches!
Three inches!
The palm of the ancient Buddha's phantom was broken piece by piece, and began to fall apart at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhu Youji forcefully tore the Buddha's hand apart and rushed in front of Chu Yingqiu.
"Damn it!"
"Why are you so difficult to deal with!"
Chu Yingqiu couldn't help but curse, and continued to wave the sword of longevity, using the martial arts in the Clavicle Ecstasy Buddha Scroll, and kept swinging the sword, slashing out streaks of sword light.
However, everything is in vain.
Zhu Youji's Tianwen Sword was like a nemesis, easily smashing the light of the sword that was struck at him, and gradually shattering it.
"No, it shouldn't be like this. Before I went down to the lower realm, I checked with the Clay Bodhisattva and found that there is no danger in the lower realm this time."
Chu Yingqiu fell into self-doubt and murmured in a panic.
"Of course there is no danger, because you deserve to die." Zhu Youji responded coldly, and the Tianwen Sword was inserted directly between Chu Yingqiu's eyebrows.
Chu Yingqiu's eyes widened, still looking incredible. She was a land goddess. Even in the upper realm, she was definitely not an ant. Why... why was she in the lower realm?
How could the fighting power of land gods exist in the lower realm?
This unscientific!
No!
Zhu Youji doesn't care what Chu Yingqiu thinks. For him, Chu Yingqiu's cultivation is a great benefit!
He used the power-absorbing technique without hesitation, absorbing all of Chu Yingqiu's cultivation through the sword body of Tianwen Sword.
The vigorous Xiantian True Yuan poured into Zhu Youji's body like a torrent.
At this moment, his cultivation level was rising, and he gradually broke through the first level of transcendence and reached the second level.
The third heaven!
The fourth heaven!
The land immortal's cultivation level is really too abundant. In one breath, Zhu Youji advanced to the fourth level of cultivation level, but it has not been completely absorbed.
Chu Yingqiu was naturally aware of Zhu Youji's behavior. Although she could not move, she was still not dead. She said: "Zhu Youji, don't think you are sure to win. You have delayed the supreme plan and you will die miserably." Yes, land gods are nothing more than supreme chess pieces."
"I curse you, I curse you to die a good death, I curse you to have no descendants..."
Hearing these words, Zhu Youji frowned, and the Tianwen Sword moved downwards, completely shutting up the empress.
If you die, you will die. There are still so many words.
If cursing is effective, what kind of Taoism should I practice?
After Zhu Youji absorbed all the remaining cultivation power, the black color in the sky disappeared, the shadow of the ancient Buddha, and the white light of the Eternal Life Sword also disappeared.
The Sword of Eternal Life turned into an ordinary white sword.
The open heavenly gate began to gradually close after Chu Yingqiu's death...
Everything seems to have fallen into place.
At this moment, Zhu Youji's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his Confucian and Taoist heart, which had a blue-blooded heart, suddenly cracked and oozed blood inch by inch.
"puff……"
Zhu Youji vomited blood, and his whole body fell uncontrollably, like a falling meteorite, hitting the ground.
When Zhu Youji was about to land, Mr. Wuhen suddenly appeared and hugged the fallen Zhu Youji.
Mr. Wuhen's face was ugly. He looked at the Tianmen getting smaller and smaller and did not dare to move rashly.
A voice came from the Tianmen.
He seemed surprised, seemed to be amused, and his voice was full of playfulness and ridicule.
"Hey, he's not dead?"
Hearing this voice, Mr. Wuhen's face became extremely solemn and he murmured: "Supreme."