In an open space not far from Huanyue Ancient Cave, there stands a majestic palace. There are candles inside, lanterns are swaying, and bursts of light smoke float out from the hall from time to time.
This is the most important place in Qingyun Sect besides Huanyue Ancient Cave. It is the ancestral hall that enshrines the ancestors of Qingyun Sect.
Although the Ancestral Hall is an important location of Qingyun Sect, it was extremely deserted in the past. Except on important days when worshiping ancestors, there were almost no people around. However, today there is a lot of noise outside the Ancestral Hall, and only a few people from the Demon Cult are besieging them.
A young man. Although the young man had sharp swordsmanship, he was outnumbered and soon received several bloody wounds on his body.
The man in black holding a white bone sword laughed wildly and said: "If you are wise, hand over the sword in your hand and surrender obediently. Grandpa may be able to spare your life!"
Several other people in black laughed and were extremely proud. One of them said: "Hundreds of years ago, Wan Jianyi broke into our sect's wild temple, left a message on the body of the Holy Mother of the Ming King, and left. Unexpectedly, the situation has changed. Today,
We will make a fuss in the Qingyun Sect’s ancestor’s ancestral hall and burn the spiritual tablets of Wan Jian and his ancestors!”
At this moment, I saw a golden light from the east heading straight towards the bullfighting, with a huge sound, and a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky.
"Could it be that a treasure was born?"
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Qingyun Sect would have such an opportunity. Kill this kid first, and then go get the treasure!"
"If you surrender obediently, grandpa can still keep your body intact!"
The men in black didn't care about teasing the young man in front of them at this time, and their hand movements suddenly became a little cruel.
And the figure following in front of the Zhuxian Sword does not seem to be without a magic weapon on its feet.
At that time, a sigh sounded in everyone's ears.
The old man returned the Lightning Zhan Zhen to Yuyangzi and said, "It doesn't matter, he still knows the power of the Zhuxian Sword. With Daoxuan's cultivation level and holding the Zhuxian Sword, there is no one in the world who can be my opponent."
"The small members of the Demon Sect seem to be harmonious on the surface, but they have been fighting secretly for a long time, especially his ghost Hao He. In those years, he recruited troops and his ambitions were really big. If you go, you will be guaranteed to be a disciple of the Qi Blood Refining Hall by him.
Gui Haohe's men pulled him to block the sword."
Baiduzi sneered and said: "Does he know that his grandfather is called Baiduzi? Doesn't it mean that he uses poison? Let him see who died today!"
"He should be smart and don't die on the Zhuxian Sword." Jing Zhou looked at the figure in the sky and shouted something out of nowhere.
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"Hey, Hao Heyi, it doesn't matter if you were his opponent back then. He hurt grandpa with a sword, and grandpa used his senior brothers to repay the debt!"
Shuiyue's face was green and white, her eyebrows stood upright, and she slashed at the ghost claw behind her with a sword. However, the ghost claw formed by the white air was really soft and soft. It took you several sword blows to destroy it, and you didn't even have time to breathe.
With just two breaths, the two of them fought for nearly ten rounds. Not only did the leader of Dazhu Peak gain the upper hand, he actually got the upper hand.
"Soon, the legendary Zhuxian Sword was born. How can you use it?" The old man didn't seem to take Yu Yangzi's words to heart. He just looked to the east with a simple expression.
The people of the Demon Sect who were fighting suddenly lost their composure, and their slumping momentum was paused.
"Huh?"
The sound of explosions came and went.
I have been stubborn since I was a child. Even though the pain in my meridians is unbearable and the true energy in my body has not yet been exhausted, I still managed to get up from the ground, secretly determined that even if I die today, I will be able to let the demon sect thieves trample on me.
Half a step before entering the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Baiduzi kicked Taoist Tianyun's body away with one kick, and was about to kill some more Qingyun disciples to vent his anger when he suddenly started to tremble.
"Girl, when the Immortal Killing Sword came out, there was a bloody storm. Before today, I know that not many people can survive. You put him on the mountainside, and he can go up the mountain on his own." Long Jian glanced at his side.
There are many men in green clothes.
"The four-day mysterious temple turns into divine thunder. The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"
After cursing loudly, Duo Nan seemed to relieve his anger. He looked towards the majestic peak that jutted into the sky, and questions arose in his mind:
"ding dong"
In an instant, dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed, and thousands of blue lights tore a hole in the white clouds, converging under the red fairy sword. There was a murderous killing between heaven and earth!
The dazzling lightning came in an instant and fell under a group of clear light.
You know why, that man speaks in an old-fashioned way, talks small talk, and even peeks into your ghost Baguio's heavenly book, which makes you worried.
Taoist Tianyun looked at Qizhou and saw that the low-level players from Qingyun Sect and Puhong from Tianyin Temple were being held back by the people of the Demon Cult. Knowing that he would not be able to end well today, he simply gave up the way forward.
He only attacked and defended, and every move was full of determination. In the end, after a hundred moves, Bai Duzi stabbed his chest with a short blade.
Suddenly, the pressure on Yuyangzi increased slightly. Even though I didn't have Hao He in hand, my training time was still short, and I was one against many, so I just gritted my teeth and persisted.
"Bad, bad, bad!"
In just a moment, more than ten Qingyun disciples fell into a pool of blood.
Although I have only been cultivating for a short period of time, I also know that people who cultivate the Tao practice the air and rarely rely on magic weapons. If they want to use internal power, they must cultivate to a low and deep state.
From the ancestor's ancestral hall, an old man with simple clothes and gray hair walked out.
The white-haired old man suddenly gave a startled expression, and then sighed loudly: "With bad cultivation, I think no one in the world except Dao Xuan has reached this level. No wonder I have to use the Killing Immortal Sword."
As he said this, the old man sighed again, but he also knew what he was sighing about.
"The Qingyun Sect's Lin Jingyu Ten Thousand Swords Technique is very powerful, but Brother Qinglong's cultivation is so profound that I'm afraid he will disappoint his thieves." The middle-aged scribe smiled, as if there was some miraculous magic in this. In my eyes,
With little power, Shuiyue looked to the left with his peripheral vision while parrying the incoming ghost claws, with a solemn look on his face.
boom!
"Brother Qinglong is worthy of being the leader of the Seven Little Holy Envoys of Ghost Baguio!"
Seeing that even the divine thunder with a high sense of heavenly punishment could be caught by the younger members of the sect, the disciples of the demon sect were excited, and their voices reached an extreme level.
Taoist Tianyun who was nearby at Luoxia Peak was so shocked that his eyes were about to burst. The elder who was hit by the Yin-Yang Mirror was from my lineage at Luoxia Peak. The part of my mind that was distracted was called Baidu Zi from Wandu Sect.
After catching the air raid, he held a short blade glowing with green light and made a gash on my chest.
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Hearing that this man was still thinking about ghost Hao He's heavenly book, Hao He kicked the big stone behind his eyes and laughed angrily: "Huh, you know the bad people's hearts. Do you really think that you have enemies in the sky without the blood-devouring beads?
The old ghost Bai Xin has unparalleled cultivation and unified the holy religion, but he turned into a pile of withered bones in the first place? He deserves to be hacked to death by the Immortal Killing Sword."
Long Jian smiled and didn't say anything. When he reached the mountainside, he put Jingzhou on his back and turned back.
Yuyangzi looked in the direction of Hao Guang, and could vaguely see nothing in the Hao Guang. My intuition told me that this was a sword, the legendary Immortal Killing Sword!
Two figures galloped past in the clouds and mist, and the golden and elegant bells swayed.
"Ahem, he must not be complacent. When...when the Zhuxian Sword is born, he will die!" Taoist Tianyun's eyes fell into the distance, as if he was expecting something.
"What a pity, what a pity."
Thunder roared, and a brilliant beam of lightning fell from the sky and struck towards a sparsely populated place in the Demon Cult.
Yuyang Zi was shocked in his heart, and quickly looked at the old man beside him, saying, "Junior, no one is chasing after the Immortal Killing Sword!"
Even with my level of cultivation, using Lin Jingyu's Ten Thousand Swords Technique is quite exhausting.
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"A monster dares to utter arrogant words. Today, he will take his life for you, Elder Luoxia Peak." Before Tianyun Taoist finished speaking, he felt numbness in his left hand and said angrily: "A shameless monster, how can he use poison?
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"Hmph, you talk so little when you are about to die. Grandpa's life is very tough!" Bai Duzi hit Taoist Tianyun on the head with his palm, killing him.
For four days, there was a dazzling white light.
Since the Qingyun Sect was established for thousands of years, such a tragic scene has never happened before. Under the huge square behind the Yuqing Palace, hundreds of corpses of Qingyun disciples were lying in a pool of blood.
Lin Jingyu's Ten Thousand Swords Technique is a miraculous skill that has been refined over thousands of times by the ancestors of the past dynasties. How can it be matched by a mortal to bring about the power of heaven and earth?
A clear light flashed under the white-faced scholar's left hand, obviously he didn't have a special treasure to protect him.
The remaining few people in white, whose livers and gallbladders were broken, dared to stop anywhere, quickly drove the magic weapon and flew forward.
"Hahaha, old Daoxuan, where did he hide? Could it be that he was afraid and sneaked up the mountain? Those brothers and sisters of his are your opponents." Shenjianyu's voice was rolling, and he was very proud, and he held it in his hand.
A yin-yang treasured mirror had no advantage over the two old men with white beards. On the contrary, the unpredictable and strange treasured mirror in my hand made the two old men with white beards unable to fight back.
"Bang bang!"
The pungent smell of blood rose into the sky, and it was extremely tragic.
Hao Here snorted and said: "This time around the siege of Qingyun Gate, everyone in your holy sect has sworn a solemn oath to Queen Ming Wang and Our Lady. How could the ghost Baguio do what he said?"
"The old guy is really brave. He stayed outside and still dared to come out."
"Hahaha, he still gave you the seventh volume of the Book of Heaven, how could you die?" Long Jian laughed and disappeared into the clouds.
Jingzhou said: "He is really stupid. Since the Immortal Killing Sword is not as powerful as he said, it can even kill Immortal Xiao Luo, what else is he going to do with it?"
I saw a fat Taoist figure appearing in the low sky, holding a red fairy sword, stepping on a star, and chanting a curse:
"Hao Hegang Wan Jian Jue, you come and meet him!" A white-faced scholar from the Demon Cult said, no light flashed in his eyes, and he saw me punch out with my left hand, hitting the thunder pillar squarely.
Seeing that the Qingyun Sect elders, who were in charge of the attack on the Qingyun Sect, were being driven into a panic by the Shenjianyu General, the Demon Cult members became less motivated and rushed to kill the remaining Qingyun disciples under the square one by one.
Under Tongtian Peak, magic weapons of seven colors whizzed past.
"Humph, you are judging yourself!" Shuiyue said with a sword, forcing the demon sect's low hand behind him, with a sarcastic look on his face.
Is the Zhuxian Sword really comparable?
"Junior, today the Demon Sect has launched a small attack on the mountain. The Qingyun Sect is in danger. I beg you to take action." After a while, Yuyangzi came to his senses.
A few breaths ago, a bright light soared into the sky in the direction of Huanyue Ancient Cave, and there were faint and sharp whistles from all directions.
"Could it be Mrs. Jinling's Albizia Bell? It's just that Mrs. Jinling is a figure from the Holy Cult a thousand years later. The Albizia Bell disappeared with the death of Mrs. Jinling, so how could it fall into my hands again?" Jingzhou was thinking wildly.
Suddenly there was no sound in my ears.
"The child has seen it badly. This is how he used it to kill Hao He." The old man made a move with his left hand, and the Zhan Lei Zhen in Yuyangzi's hand let out a heavy and slow sword roar, flew out of my hand, and fell into the old man's left hand.
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Suddenly, green light burst out from under Zhan Lei's true form, and the dazzling light was like a small sun in the sky. The old man waved his hand, and a green beam of light roared away with overwhelming force, and was slashed under the yellow fairy sword.
Yuyangzi knew it, so he gathered the remaining true energy in his body into his eyes and looked with all his strength. He could vaguely see two people chasing after the glorious light transformed from the Zhuxian Sword.
The few people in white clothes were not initially afraid of the old man who came out of the ancestor's ancestral hall, but after some inspection, they found that the old man who was about to be buried had some slight fluctuations in his magic power.
With a ferocious face, he controlled a yellow fairy sword and stabbed towards the old man.
I saw this old man with a haggard appearance and a slightly rickety body. He was holding a broom, glanced towards the east, and sighed loudly: "Finally, he is going to be born again."
"Is it the bell that woke me up from the illusion one after another?" Jingzhou was initially frightened as he was being held in mid-air and chasing towards the Zhuxian Sword. He stared at the bell swinging around Longjian's waist, as if he was thinking.
There was a "click", like cutting a melon or vegetables, and the yellow fairy sword was immediately broken into two sections. The green beam of light struck at the owner of the yellow fairy sword in an instant. Blood rained down, and the two parts fell to the ground.
At that extremely critical moment, a thunder suddenly sounded from the sky, and the whole ground trembled.
Yuyangzi was dumbfounded, and saw the light that slashed Hao He light up again, and the thunderous Qi came in an instant. Accompanied by several screams, several men in white clothes who escaped instantly turned into blood mist.
The small halls reinforced by the Taoism of the Immortal Family withstood the impact of the fierce fighting and collapsed.
"Ahem, the Taoist priest is using bad tactics!" The thunder light dissipated, and Qinglong's body appeared in mid-air. I saw blood at the corners of my mouth, my hair was brown, and my body was trembling slightly. It was obviously thanks to the Qingyun Sect's thaumaturgy.
"Old thief, the Qingyun Sect has no miraculous skills, but your holy religion has no magical powers?" As soon as the strong voice finished, seven weeks of white air surged, the void seemed to be filled with the sound of ghosts wailing, and a huge ghost claw pointed towards the water.
Catch the moon.
There were several loud noises and sparks flying. Yuyangzi held the Thunder Zhanzhen behind him to block the incoming magic weapons. The huge impact made my eyes turn white and I flew backwards, spitting blood from my mouth.
"ding dong"
"It's bad, it's bad, Wang Zongyi's debt back then will be paid by him today!" Bai Duzi laughed horribly.
Hao Hegang yelled "bad" several times in succession, exerted force on his hands, and shot out two streaks of white energy from the Yin-Yang Mirror, blasting out an elder from the Qingyun Sect.
Elder Qingyun's body fell to the ground. He twitched for a few times and then came back to life. It was obvious that he was alive and well.
The ground paved with white marble was stained red with blood, and broken limbs and pieces of flesh lay on the ground.
Tian Shiyi fell from the air, took a deep breath, and his face was no longer pale.