There are billions of swords in the world, hanging in the sky. There is only one color left between heaven and earth.
Chu Cheng spat out the word, and there were roars. Only the trembling of the sword was left between the heaven and the earth.
The trembling of the foil sword brings awe, and the roar of countless swords makes people feel fearful.
Nowadays, there are people who appear in the world of mortals and kill the immortals with hundreds of millions of swords.
Chu Cheng shouted loudly, stepped forward, held a long sword in his hand, and walked towards the immortal step by step.
Behind him, foil swords whizzed towards each other at a high speed, like meteors falling in the sky. The stars burst out, the pink light overflowed with color, and the momentum was incomparable. They slashed at the immortal one after another.
Each sword leaves a long mark in the void, and the cracks in the space continue to spread as the sword melts.
Sword rain falls into the stream. This scene is really spectacular. The sky has been ignited by the sword energy, and its meaning makes people's hearts tremble.
In just an instant, tens of thousands of sword rains came, forming a sword formation and trapping the Immortal.
"How can the power of an ant defeat an immortal?" The immortal's face remained unchanged when facing the rain of billions of swords. He just stretched out his hand and waved it, and a jade flute appeared in his hand.
The moment the jade flute appeared, the whole world trembled again.
The breath of immortality swept through the sky with a roar, making the avenues tremble.
This is a fairy weapon!
The immortal weapon was born, and the fusion of nine star marks outside this world changed again. A horizontal mark flowed into the sky, and then two more star marks hung down, and the stars were brilliant.
The three star marks merged into the star map in an instant. Suddenly, a vast aura of vicissitudes of life suddenly descended on the world.
The appearance of this breath made the whole world stand still for a short time.
For a short time, the star traces were obscured. The pink silver of a hundred thousand miles was obscured. The sword energy was still and the sword intention stopped.
With the birth of the immortal weapon, its aura finally broke through the shackles of this world.
The outside world, Northern Wilderness.
This is a barbarian land with no greenery.
The Northern Wasteland is the place with the thinnest spiritual energy among the seven realms in the human world.
In the Northern Wilderness, monks do not pay attention to the Dharma, but focus on body cultivation.
The monks in the Northern Wilderness have a powerful physical body and use demons to enter their bodies. They call themselves war cultivators.
A Qi Gathering monk is physically so strong that he can smash a fourth-level monster. Although the Beihuang monks have weak Taoist and magical powers, their combat power is recognized as the strongest among the seven domains in the world!
Nowadays, the Northern Wilderness is full of smoke and war. It is in turmoil.
The Demon Realm was born and descended on the Northern Wilderness. It caused a bloody storm and killed countless monks in the Northern Wilderness.
In the remaining six realms of the human world, many talented and powerful men rushed to the Northern Wilderness.
In a desert, an old monk walked slowly between heaven and earth.
He measured the heaven and earth with his feet and walked between the northern wilderness.
Under the old monk's feet, there is a trace of blood. Every step he takes is thousands of miles away. Every step he takes is leaving a bloody footprint in the world.
The old monk walked in the northern wilderness, and wherever he passed, those demons were buried under these feet.
A stream of blood bloomed under the feet, and a corpse fell to the ground.
The old monk didn't look at the corpse, but walked forward again.
Suddenly, the old monk frowned and looked up into the distance.
After a few moments, a Buddha's light appeared behind him. It was just a fleeting moment, but the Buddha's light was so vast that it dyed all the land in the Northern Wilderness.
Almost everyone in the Northern Wasteland noticed this aura.
Some are happy, some are frightened.
The ones who are happy are the Northern Wilderness monks, and the ones who are frightened are the demons.
This Buddha's light shines on the world. On the other side of the sky, there are ten thousand Buddhas in the world who are about to come to the world.
"This aura...the Living Buddha of the Western Land!!!" A strong man from the Northern Wilderness exclaimed.
The living Buddha in the Western Land has a Buddha aura that is ten thousand feet high. He is the person who has reached the pinnacle of Buddhism in the past hundred thousand years.
Some people say that his Buddhist path has reached that of the Holy Buddha. Others say that his realm is above that of the Holy Buddha.
The old monk looked into the distance, squinted slightly, and then closed his eyes again.
After a long while, he opened his eyes again.
"Amitabha! What a troubled time it has been." The old monk looked into the distance again. That direction was the East China Sea.
In the old monk's turbid eyes, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out. From the depth of this golden light, a Buddha seal rushed out, rushed into the sky, and dissipated in the sky in the blink of an eye.
"I only have a golden body of Dharma to help fellow Taoists."
As the words fell, the clouds rolled in the sky and the earth.
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In the Southern Territory, there is a sect that takes immortality into Yin and Yang as its Tao. It is one of the top sects in the seven realms of the world. Its name is the Taoist Sect of Immortality.
There is a bamboo forest somewhere in the Changsheng Taoist Sect. The stream here is winding, the water is gurgling, and there are drops of dew in the bamboo.
Not many people in the Changsheng Dao Sect know about this place. It can be said that no one knows about it.
In this bamboo forest, there is a young Taoist nun wearing a yin-yang Taoist robe. This Taoist nun has a peerless appearance and is spotless.
She squatted in front of a flower bed, flicked the wooden ladle in her hand, and the water scattered, tilted to the east, and turned into a ball of yellow air that flew into the sky.
"I have a breath of Xuanhuang Qi, which can control the Yin, Yang, Qiankun in the world."
The Taoist nun spoke calmly, looking back to the east and landing on a magnificent building in the east.
"Senior brother, lend me the sword!"
A long roar came from the distant sky. A real dragon appeared in the world.
Dongtu, Changsheng Taoist Sect. In a high tower, a young Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.
This young Taoist priest also wore a Yin-Yang Taoist robe, but the color was the opposite of the Taoist robe worn by the Taoist nun.
"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. As a brother, I should borrow the sword."
There was a soft sound and the sound of a sword. The sword in the young Taoist priest's back was unsheathed and pierced the sky.
In a place far away from this continent, there is a magnificent and vicissitudes of road.
Rather than calling it a road, this road can be called a continent. But this continent is almost entirely shrouded in fog. There is only one road that breaks through this layer of fog.
This is the heavenly road. It is also the imperial road. Yinlin is walking on this road now.
Somewhere here, there is an ordinary-looking middle-aged scholar sitting on a mountain peak, observing the sky.
Above him, there is a red line. This red line connects countless light years away. There, there is a huge red star, dyed with flames.
This is the Emperor Star. At this moment, the Emperor Star is roaring, and countless flames surge into the starry sky, burning up the surrounding stars and rocks.
The middle-aged scholar looked away, his expression flashing, and he raised his head again.
His gaze also fell on the east.
"The Emperor Stars are vibrating together and interacting with each other. It turns out to be you."
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged scholar burst out laughing, shaking the whole sky.
"The aura of the human world has shrunk to five thousand years, but for you and me, time is enough. My little friend! I, Li Wangsheng, have a pen that can evoke all the awe-inspiring righteousness in this world. It doesn't hurt to lend it to you!"
The middle-aged scholar reached out and flicked his hand, and a wooden pen flew into the air and turned into a blue rainbow, breaking through the sky and dispersing into the stars.
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In the country of pilgrimage, an old man with a red nose was drinking in a restaurant in a mortal town.
Beside him, sat a girl in black.
The red-nosed old man took a big sip of wine. After finishing the drink, he threw the big bowl in his hand towards the table. He laughed and said: "Drink in a big bowl and eat a big piece of meat. The strong man in the world is going to the emperor, how can I be as happy as me?"
When gods fight, the gods will take care of themselves. As a mortal, I'd better drink my own wine."
The red-nosed old man laughed, and the sound was deafening. However, there were many drinkers in this restaurant, and they seemed to have never heard the laughter.
The red-nosed old man just smiled and said to the outside: "Little Er! Get a bowl for me!"
Under his palm, the porcelain bowl was broken into pieces and turned into dust. In his heart, murderous intent arose.
Daluo Territory, Ziyun Sect. A hunchbacked old man opened his eyes in the darkness.
He also looked at the east, with memories in his eyes, and said softly: "Old friend, you did not die in the battle that year. When Chu Cheng met you, he should not be in danger of his life. When he met you, it was considered a battle.
Opportunity.”
"I hope you can let him see the world of mortals!"
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The sky and the earth are silent, all are star marks. Time seems to have stopped, and the billions of swords are suspended in the sky, motionless.
Facing the vast star marks, Chu Cheng's expression remained unchanged, but his body was also imprisoned in the void.
The stars in the immortal eyes twinkled and he pointed forward.
This finger pulls the power of the stars.
The sky is covered with star marks, and the light of the stars in the sky is intertwined, majestic and boundless.
With one point, a large area of blazing light appeared in the void, boundless, and was about to drown Chu Cheng in front.
There is radiance under the void, and there are star marks everywhere, covering all the pink and silver color of a hundred thousand miles. The terrifying energy and endless killing intent are intertwined together, like a purgatory.
The powerful and terrifying aura and the power of destruction were like the waves of the sea. They surged towards Chu Cheng and suppressed him.
Just when this finger approached Chu Cheng, a clicking sound suddenly sounded.
It was a clicking sound, like the sound of a shell being broken.
In the void, star marks covered the world. However, at this moment, a bit of silver powder suddenly appeared, dyeing the world with a different color.
Immediately afterwards, streaks of silver powder appeared, breaking through the star marks. The star curtain was shattered layer by layer, and the world returned to chaos and chaos again.
Billions of swords reappeared, cutting through the void, and slashed towards that one-fingered sword!
The silver powder burst out, suppressing the star marks almost instantly. The sky and the earth returned to one color again.
One after another, flying swords struck at that finger.
The flying swords disintegrated in this finger. The sword intent cut cracks in the fingers.
Ten thousand swords, one hundred thousand swords, one million swords, tens of millions of swords, billions of swords.
The sword is sharp. The sword is straight forward. With one finger of the immortal, hundreds of millions of swords can break it.
This finger was cut off by billions of swords, and these billions of swords were shattered by this finger. They turned into dancing peach blossoms again.
Chu Cheng stood up with his sword in hand and walked forward step by step with firm steps.
One step can span thousands of miles. Almost in a thought, Chu Cheng came to the immortal, raised his sword and struck!
With just one sword strike, the world roared again. The void collapsed again. The violent aura became more and more intense.
The peach blossoms from a hundred thousand miles away trembled together and turned into wind scrolls. They gathered in this sword.
The divine sword was born, and its energy shook the heavens. A ten-thousand-foot-long sword directly cut down the immortal.
The sword plays the Sheng song, and the wonderful dance captures the soul. Countless peach blossoms fly in the sword, the rules spread, and the sword intention ripples. The sound of the sword piercing the air is like playing a music song.
Strike with one sword, bringing destruction with it. I want to kill this immortal with one sword!
The immortal's expression remained unchanged, and the jade flute was spinning in his hand. The immortal weapon that had been covered in dust for millions of years finally began to show its power.
The jade flute rose into the sky, and the immortal patterns flew around. It exuded vast immortal light and suppressed it towards the giant sword.
Endless immortal patterns flash across the vast sky, blocking the way forward.
There was a loud roar and a blast. Sparks ignited all over the sky, and the dust and smoke were covered.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, the roar stopped and two figures were revealed again.
Chu Cheng's hands had collapsed and cracked, countless peach blossoms turned into dust, and his body was covered with scars.
The immortal didn't have any injuries on his body, but his expression was solemn. This person made him feel a little troublesome.
"If you don't join us, you're still just an ant."
The immortal spoke, stepped forward, took the initiative to attack, and went towards Chu Cheng.
Chu Cheng's heart was full of murderous intent. He took a step forward, flashed his body, rushed towards the immortal, and punched out!
The void collapsed, and the two men's fighting power was almost at the pinnacle of the world. The strength they displayed was extremely terrifying. Everything they passed was destroyed, and even the void was punched into a hole.
Chu Cheng's body was full of energy and blood, and he was so brave that he carried the immortal with his physical body.
He pressed his hands, golden light shone in his fist, flew forward, and punched out again, intending to shatter the opponent's immortal body.
"Ant!" The immortal smiled coldly, turned his hand down with a palm, raised star marks all over the sky, turned into a huge seal, and slapped it down violently.
The Great Seal is like the sky, towering and majestic. The heaven and the earth turn over and fall down, trying to kill the supreme being in the world.
There was another roar. The heaven and earth trembled again. A figure flew upside down.
That immortal was so powerful that even though he had been suppressed for millions of years and his cultivation had regressed to match the past, he was still aloof and invincible. With invincible power, he defeated Chu Cheng step by step.
Chu Cheng coughed up blood, and the blood fell into the void and turned into wisps of red smoke, drifting back with the wind.
He looked up at the immortal, his face getting colder and colder.
The two fought, but they were still unable to cross the gap and touch his body.
Is this the difference between immortals and mortals? It is like the difference between heaven and earth, which cannot be crossed.
This is just an immortal whose realm has declined to the Dao realm, but is so powerful. How terrifying is it at its peak?
How did those sages kill that ancient immortal who was at the top of his game?
Emperor Cang, Emperor Buddha, Emperor Luo Yun, and even Gu Tianshu had killed immortals. How did they do it?
Chu Cheng did not wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but closed his eyes.
This immortal attracts star marks and brings countless starlights into the world to bless his body.
These star marks can be used by immortals. Naturally, they can also be used by Chu Cheng.
When he opened his eyes, there was another huge bright moon hanging in the sky.
The bright moon appeared and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.
However, at this moment, Chu Cheng's body and the void seemed to be a little different. There was a ball of silver light floating on his right hand.
This ball of silver light is exactly the disappearing full moon.
This is a magical power that Chu Cheng saw in the painting of Emperor Luo Yun.
Suddenly, the world trembled. In the distance, a purple light rushed down.
Purple waves and clouds come from the east like the sun.
There was another loud noise, and a dragon with two colors of yin and yang came through the air, roaring in all directions.
"Buddha!"
The Buddha's light shines all over the world, dyeing the world. A ten-thousand-foot-long dharma-like divine Buddha suddenly appears in the void.
One after another, the breath of the great avenue appeared in the void one after another, stirring up the chaos.
There are three thousand great avenues in heaven and earth, and there should be three thousand supreme beings. However, as the heaven and earth change, the great avenues are suppressed, and there are only a hundred deities left.
Now there are hundreds of supreme immortals, two out of ten. I trace my qi, come to help, and meet this immortal for a while.