The most important thing is that he also received news that this time the Eighty-one Swords of Heavenly Dao is very important. Not only his Wuliang Palace, but other immortal sects in the South China Sea may also send people to come.
He didn't want to cause trouble.
Just put this matter down for now.
The Dragon and Tiger Holy Court also learned that Master Dekun and Master Huo of Wuliang Palace had arrived in the northwest, but they did not come to the Holy Court to stir up trouble, and he would not take the initiative to pay attention to it.
For the next period of time, life was very peaceful.
Wang Teng spends most of his time with his parents and clan members every day, taking them around.
It had been a long time since he had gotten along with his parents like this, and his life was extremely comfortable.
Finally, after twenty days passed, the Dragon and Tiger Emperor finally found him and began to head towards the Tianyuan Mountains, because the day when the seven stars would connect was about to come.
On this day, not only the Dragon and Tiger Holy Academy, but also many forces in the northwest heard the news and rushed to the Tianyuan Mountains.
A vast stretch of mountains stretches across the land, with mountains upon mountains and mountains upon mountains. Each one is majestic and full of primitive flavor.
Somewhere in the mountain range, there are eighty-one sky-reaching peaks, arranged in an orderly manner, like eighty-one heavenly swords, standing among them, exuding a fierce and murderous aura. Just looking at them is amazing.
This is where the great turmoil takes place.
It is the third day since Wang Teng and others arrived here.
There are many powerful auras dormant in this mountain range, and there are several of them from the Ancestral Realm masters alone, giving off a sense of oppression that is about to come.
The Dragon and Tiger Emperor stands on a cliff, looking at the vast mountains and forests with his deep eyes.
He received news that this time, not only the Demonic Beast Clan and Demon Clan in the northwest, but also some ancient tribes in the core continent and overseas immortal sects, had extended their hands here. It could be said that this was a mess.
Boom!
At this moment, the originally clear sky began to change color, dark clouds rolled in, and seven big stars appeared out of thin air in the vast sky, rotating slowly.
Seven stars in a row, this is a phenomenon that occurs once in five hundred years, it is about to appear.
As the stars moved, the seven big stars finally slowly connected into a straight line. A strange aura came from outside the territory, and an extremely thick pillar of light instantly enveloped the entire vast mountain range. Eighty-one war swords
!
Buzz!
The terrifying sound of swords was heard, and the eighty-one sky-reaching peaks finally began to vibrate, shaking off huge rocks, and finally revealed their true bodies.
The blazing white light is dazzling. Eighty-one war swords, each as thick as a mountain, are inserted into the earth. Each war sword has ancient patterns and carvings, just like a picture of a heavenly palace, and the sharp sword body,
There was an unparalleled murderous aura flickering, like a tsunami, flooding the earth.
In an instant, the entire northwest was shaken, and many experts cast horrifying glances at this place. This murderous aura was so strong and so cold that it caused heavy snowfall in many places.
Just a breath is so terrifying, which shows how amazing these eighty-one Heavenly Dao War Swords are.
"The Heavenly War Sword has been released. Whoever competes with it, this thing is mine." A loud roar came, and from the top of a high mountain, a tall demonic figure flew over. The mist spread, and it seemed like it was carrying a hell behind it.
There was a sound of roaring ghosts.
He was Wang Teng's former Southern Blue Demon Ancestor, who had slaughtered countless creatures in the northwest.
"The owner of the eighty-one swords will only be me!" However, three tall figures flew from another direction.
Those were the three ancestors of the Motian Beast Clan, Heitian, Beast Ming, and Mo Mu.
"Some evil sects dare to touch the things of heaven!" The breath of heaven filled the air, the light rain fell, and Master Dekun, Master Huo, and Master Cangzhen of Wuliang Palace also appeared.
"Huh!" However, an auspicious cloud descended from the sky, filled with light, and a man in white with fluttering clothes also flew over.
The leader of the Tian Clan, Tian Huangzi, is here too!
"Amitabha!" A majestic Buddha's name resounded throughout the heavens. In the western sky, golden light filled the sky, and an old monk also flew over. He was compassionate and compassionate.
When Qinglu saw him, he was immediately frightened and hid behind Wang Teng.
The last thing he wanted to see was this old monk.
The other party might take him back and use him as a Buddhist guardian. He has had enough of that kind of life.
"It turns out that little friend Wang Teng and the guardian are also here." However, Ci'en glanced around and found it. With a smile on his face, he flew over and said.
"Bah, who is the protector? Old bald man, I have told you a long time ago that I have nothing to do with your Buddhism. You can't yell." The green donkey pulled Wang Teng's clothes and covered his head like a cat.
It's like seeing a mouse.
Ci En sighed and was speechless at the green donkey.
Wang Teng smiled and chatted with Ci En for a few words, and then introduced Emperor Longhu to Ci En.
Both of them are famous figures in the world today, so naturally they cherish each other and smile at each other.
"Fellow Taoist Dragon and Tiger, why don't you take action? Are you not interested in these eighty-one swords of heaven?" Ci'en looked at Emperor Longhu and said with a smile.
At present, many ancestral realm figures rushed around the eighty-one swords and started fighting. The battle was extremely fierce. Various divine lights were flying, Taoism burst out, and the chains of order in the world were surging. The fight shocked the heaven and the earth, and the ghosts and gods were weeping.
Ghosts were crying and gods were howling. "Master is joking, these eighty-one war swords are enough to shake up the past and the present. If anyone holds it, he will be almost invincible. How can we, the monks, say that we are not tempted." Emperor Longhu shook his head.
, his deep eyes stared at the battlefield, and said with a flash of light: "It's just that they are suppressed here, there must be deep
Please don’t act rashly before you understand the situation, so as not to regret it too late.”
"The Dragon and Tiger Emperor is indeed both wise and brave, I admire him." Ci'en clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.
From this point of view alone, the Dragon and Tiger Emperor is outstanding in being able to keep his heart from being swayed by profit.
If he hadn't been a member of the Buddhist sect and had a pure heart and few desires, he would have been difficult to control and would have become a member of the battlefield.
Boom!
Suddenly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the battlefield, and all eighty-one swords rose from the sky, emitting a light that eclipsed the sun, moon, stars, and everything in the universe.
The eighty-one war swords, like the eighty-one gods of war fully revived, flowed with the eternal divine light. Then, the sword energy rotated and formed a formation, and began to attack without distinction.
Puff puff puff…
Blood sprayed out, and even the unparalleled ancestral realm figures in the field began to be injured. The murderous aura emanating from the swords was really terrifying. Each sword looked like it had drank from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and it was sharp and shocking.
Even the people in the ancestral realm couldn't bear it, blood was constantly spraying.
