In the cloud sky hundreds of miles away from Guangling Mountain, a man with green hair and blue eyes was looking into the distance, his eyes full of interest.
"This is Guangling Mountain? Even within the Central Plains, it can be considered a good paradise. Is your father trapped here?"
The person he was talking to was an equally young and handsome young man with blue hair and red eyes. Although he was obviously in a disadvantaged position at the moment, his expression was still neither humble nor arrogant.
"Your Highness laughed. My father did not make proper preparations for the annual calamity, and was later sealed by the Guangling Sect. As a son of a human being, I have been unable to do anything for the Guangling Sect in the past thousand years. I can only sit back and watch my adoptive father be trapped. It is true.
So ashamed”
"Haha! What are you ashamed of? This Guangling Sect is different from other sects. It would be truly amazing if you could really defeat it with your own strength. In fact, even I am really afraid of it!"
Seeing the tearful expression on his face, he was obviously confused. Demon King Cangwu raised his eyebrows first, and then smiled with relief: "That's right! That Guangling Sanren was a person from ten thousand years ago. At your age, you have never heard of it.
It is normal to pass this matter. Then let me ask again, do you know the Guangling Absolute Sword?"
Tears frowned slightly, nodded and said: "I know that the Guangling Sect boasts of being extremely powerful, but no one has ever seen it. Many people in the Northern Wilderness use this set of sword techniques, which does not exist at all. But before.
A while ago, I personally learned the first three moves of this set of sword techniques. The Guangling Sword Formation is indeed well-deserved."
"The first three formulas? It turns out that someone in the Guangling Sect can already solve these three formulas? Forget it, it doesn't matter!"
Cang Wu was a little surprised, but then he put his hands behind his hands and looked forward indifferently: "People of your generation may not know how terrifying this Guangling sword is, but in my time, it was invincible. Remember
A long time ago, we were demons
Almost all the demon kings in the clan were defeated by him. The seven demon kings in Qingzhou worked together, but were severely injured by his sword. Unfortunately, at that time, I had just opened my spiritual wisdom, and my strength was only at the fifth level. I could barely move, so I had no chance.
Meet him!"
Ignoring the shocked look on his face, Cang Wu continued with memories in his eyes: "Actually, it's not just me, the demon clan. The same is true among human monks. As far as I know later, in this world
Among the dozens of Mahayana monks, more than half have been defeated by his sword. It's just that this person doesn't like to show off. During sword fights, he mainly focuses on sparring, and after the war, he is also tight-lipped.
, so he only has a slight reputation. Even the few times Yu Lingxiao became famous, it was those few people who completely pissed him off. In terms of achievements, this person is enough to rank among the Dongsheng Continent since the beginning of the prehistoric era.
The leader of the monks. In fact, your adoptive father should also know these things. At that time, his strength was clearly stronger than that of Guangling Sect, but he still secretly accumulated strength, not just worried about losses."
This was the first time Lei Beihui heard such secrets. He was stunned for a long time before he said doubtfully: "Since Yu Lingxiao is so powerful, the Guangling Absolute Sword must also be extremely powerful. But since Yu Lingxiao ascended, the Guangling Sect has
It has been in decline for a long time. I heard that in the first few hundred years, it could only stick to its roots."
"It's very simple! Because he has never passed down the set of Guangling's sword skills to Ben! Yu Lingxiao said that he had too few disciples, and he has never found a disciple who can pass down his set of Guangling's Thirteen Style Sword Skills. He rashly
Pass the sword, only
It would bring disaster to the Guangling Sect, so he built these three Dharma transmission halls. He clearly stated that the Guangling sword styles he created were all painted here. The Mahayana monks of all sects, and even those above the thirteenth level of the Monster Clan
The Demon King can watch at will."
When he said this, Cang Wu already had a look of emotion on his face: "Do you know what the result was? In three thousand years, a total of seventy-six Mahayana monks and demon kings came to this point, and they all returned sadly. Those who can understand the first three moves
Very many, can fully participate in
But no one has mastered the three styles. It is said that the only one who can achieve something is Mo Guanlan of Jinghaizong. Based on this set of sword styles, he created his own Guanlan Sword Technique and became popular, but he also failed to do so.
It has been passed down from generation to generation within Jinghai Sect."
"However, although these people have not thoroughly studied the Guangling Sword Technique, they have also gained a lot of benefits from the Dharma Transmission Hall. They were afraid of Yu Lingxiao's talent and achievements, and wanted to leave room for them to meet after he ascended. They came here to express their gratitude for his kindness.
Intentionally or unintentionally, the maintenance of Guangling Sect has been passed down. However,
It wasn't until about a few thousand years ago that the Guangling Sect really rose to prominence in the Northern Wilderness. Somehow, it had the power to resist the Mahayana monks, and no one came to Guangling Mountain. But even now, the Mahayana monks from all the sects in the Central Plains
, they all still show off their dignity to Yu Lingxiao, and dare not rip off the dignity."
Tears frowned secretly, this incident about Yu Lingxiao certainly surprised him. What surprised him even more was that Cang Wu mentioned these things to him at this time. What was he doing? Did he have other intentions, or did he have the same intention?
Worried?
"Don't think too much! No matter how powerful Yu Lingxiao is, it was only ten thousand years ago. In fact, I am also very curious about this Guangling sword. If I can see it, it will be a great opportunity."
Looking back with a meaningful look at Lai Beihui, Cang Wu laughed and pointed his sword straight over Guangling Mountain.
First, he glanced at the heavily guarded Guangling Mountain at his feet, where a large formation had been deployed. Then, he glanced around.
"It seems that no matter where you go, there are always people in this world who like to watch the fun. Why do those human monks study the art of taking a picture from a thousand miles away and develop such annoying methods?"
Cang Wu frowned slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, cyan wind blades blew up without warning in almost all places with abnormal spiritual power within a thousand-mile radius. However, there were still a few places, except for Cang Wu.
He refused to go. He looked sideways at the left and right sides, his face full of helplessness.
Although he didn't have the habit of being watched by others, this was all he could do now. In an emergency, Cang Wu stretched out his fist again, and then shook it hard.
Then countless branches, buds and vines rose up from the foot of Guangling Mountain. In just an instant, they stretched more than ten thousand feet in length. Almost every one of them was as thick as a water tank. They enveloped the entire Guangling Mountain. And it also
It is still stretching upwards, with almost no sign of stagnation.
At this moment, several figures flew out from the top of Shuihan Peak one after another and hovered in the magic circle, opposite the two of them.
"This is His Highness Cang Wu, the Demon King of Qingzhou, in person? I wonder why His Highness came to attack our mountain this time? Could it be that we, the Guangling Sect, have offended His Highness?"
Cang Wu smiled coldly, not bothering to pay attention to this delaying action, and continued to activate his magic power. The roots of the vines had spread to the depths of thousands of miles. The vines that danced like crazy demons continued to stretch crazily.
.
But the next moment, when the roots that penetrated deeply into Guangling's underground spiritual veins were instantly burned by a burst of fiery flames, and the result was fed back to his brain through his spiritual perception, Cang Wu couldn't help but frown.
pick.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of cyan wind blades were shot out from Guangling Mountain, smashing all the nearby giant vines into pieces.
Cang Wu was not surprised either. The demonic power was untamed and continued to pour into the ground. The countless giant vines continued to grow, and when they could climb to the Gangfeng layer, they poked out countless sharp thorns and twisted them inwards violently.
On this floor, an entire second-grade large-scale spiritual vein and the invisible barrier of tens of thousands of monks gathered together. When it was squeezed and split,
.There was an explosion at the roots of these trees. Streams of extremely complex and violent spiritual power appeared here, and then were destroyed the moment these roots were absorbed by inertia.
These vine roots and then the vines above them all withered and fell to the ground one by one.
"Jiu Yao Douluo Kanli's formation! The formation skills of the person who presides over the formation cannot be compared with ordinary monks. There are indeed several talents in Guangling Sect who are truly extraordinary. Hearing is necessary, seeing is necessary.
In fact, this Northern Wilderness sect shows no sign of decline, it seems that it needs to spend more time here."
Cang Wu waved his hand, and in the clouds in the distance, countless silver lightnings were forcibly extracted from the clouds. After dozens of breaths, they gradually gathered to form a huge and extremely condensed lightning gun.
Lei Bei Hui looked at the side and was secretly startled. This level of intensity was probably no less than the calamity suffered by their thirteenth-level monks. But with Cang Wu's body, he should be extremely afraid of this thunder power. Why did he react so violently?
Can one have such powerful thunder power?
The silver electric light was still gathering, until the thunder gun in Cang Wu's hand almost emitted a brilliance comparable to the sun, and then he threw it out. With a loud bang, there was a violent burst throughout the thousand-mile radius.
Shake.
And when the electric current that spread everywhere dissipated, and when I looked back carefully with tears in my eyes, I saw that Guangling Mountain was still intact. In the distance, I saw the Guanyun Hall on the top of Shuihan Peak rising up, and with the entire formation.
Connected as one.
Tears frowned subconsciously. The reason why he failed last time was certainly because of the Guangling Sword Formation, which severely injured them. But if it weren't for the Guangling Sect's mountain-protecting formation that was so tyrannical that it delayed them until
Chang Binghong succeeded in overcoming the catastrophe, so he wouldn't have suffered such a disastrous defeat.
"Guanyun Palace? This should be the last resort left by Yu Lingxiao in the rumors. When Yu Lingxiao ascended, the entire Guangling Sect had only five or six hundred people, and the mountain-protecting formation was not as big as it is now.
The Guanyun Hall is the main one.
I heard that this treasure has the power to make Mahayana monks fall, but I don’t know what the truth is? However, this descendant of Yu Lingxiao is really amazing. He can actually remove the Nine Lights Douluo Kanli Formation behind it.
Integrate with this Guanyun Hall"
Speaking of the rumors that he was completely unaware of, Cang Wu smiled coldly. He flicked his fingers, and then the ground below suddenly cracked, and huge amounts of magma and scorching flames rose up from the ground and converged towards him.
Tens of thousands of tons of weight condensed into a small fire bead on the tip of his finger. Then it turned from red to white, and then from white to red, and the flame became purer.