When Mo Ling is mentioned, the atmosphere in the Dying Palace becomes extremely depressing. The mystery of Mo Ling has lasted for tens of thousands of years. Even these old monsters in the palace who were all-powerful six thousand years ago know very little about it, let alone Feng Jueyu himself.
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Of course, he still knows more than Nie Renkuang and the other five. At least he knows that if Long Zhan guessed correctly, behind this organization should be a descendant of the top ten ferocious monsters in ancient times, even if it is a descendant of the top ten ferocious monsters.
, its level of mystery far exceeds that of the Dragon King. You don’t need to guess to know that the descendant of this great demon is by no means an ordinary person.
But Feng Jueyu didn't understand one thing. Why was he arresting so many talented people and plundering so many inherited sacred treasures?
The five masters Qian Dingzhu and Wan warned him not to let him suffer in the battle with Mo Ling. Feng Jueyu was grateful in his heart, but there was no reason not to retaliate for the revenge of a relative.
Feng Jueyu promised verbally that he would act with caution, but in his heart he was holding back his determination to get to the bottom of the matter.
He said to Huang Tianjue: "Third brother, go out and tell your elder brother to hurry up. I will go back and continue practicing."
Feng Jueyu was about to leave with the Sky Falling Sword on his back.
Huang Tianjue hurriedly took two steps forward to stop him and said, "Second brother, where are we going?"
"The first stop is Langbei Langyumen, looking for iron jade."
Shangque is dead. If nothing else happens, Lu Yin should be the last candidate for Mo Ling. Of course, it is not ruled out that some Mo Ling candidates are hiding and not participating in the battles in the overseas cultivation world, just in case.
, he could only rush back to Langbei territory as soon as possible, find Tieyu Zhenren and Duan Hong in advance, and accompany them to protect Lu Yin to the place where he met Mo Ling, so that he could find Mo Ling and inquire about the whereabouts of Shangguan Ruomeng and others.
After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, he returned to the Liuguang Palace. The flow speed of the Liuguang Palace, which was ten times faster than the outside world, created great convenience for him to practice. Without the Liuguang Palace, he would not have been able to use the Sky Falling Sword before meeting Mo Ling.
Now that his return date is approaching, he can spend four more years practicing the Sky Falling Sword in the Liuguang Palace.
In these four years, Tianzhuijian must recognize me as its master.
"choke……"
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu's heart surged with infinite pride. He had the Heavenly Falling Sword in his hand, the Heart-breaking Sword to help him, and the killer weapon of the God-Controlling Heart Curse. The worst was possible. I tried my best to exhaust all my true energy and invited Zunshen to get it.
Find loved ones.
"Ruomeng, Tong'er, Ruyu, Bingyan, wait for me..."
Holding the sword in both hands, his fingers touched the heavy hilt, and Feng Jueyu's whole body surged with murderous aura.
As if sensing the anger of its master, the Heavenly Falling Sword began to buzz unwillingly. The sword energy overflowed from the sword's edge and turned into streaks of black light that spread. Not long after, a black sword shadow storm rolled up in the Liuguang Palace.
Feng Jueyu felt that this was a rejection reaction caused by the infusion of his original divine power into the Heavenly Falling Sword's weapon spirit. He was not surprised, but instead accelerated the transmission of the original divine power.
After six years of training with swords, Feng Jueyu has long been reborn. At this time, his physical strength can definitely compete head-on with masters of the same level without the need to use any spiritual, mystical, or magical powers to protect his body. It can be said that he does not use divine armor now.
There is no difference, his body is comparable to divine armor.
If you mobilize the divine armor body, it will be equivalent to an extra layer of defense.
For pure strength training, Feng Jueyu only relied on his own origin and physical strength, which was equivalent to making it more difficult for himself. The process was indeed hard, but the progress was also extremely impressive.
Holding the Sky Falling Sword in his hand, Feng Jueyu flew through the void. He slowly calmed down, closed his eyes slightly, and recalled the moves and spellcasting methods of various masters he had seen in the treasure hunt in recent years. Finally, two thoughts came to mind.
Personal silhouette.
Nie is crazy and a god of death.
"Nie Renkuang's sword is dominated by madness. His sword spirit is soaring to the sky, unparalleled in the world. He looks down on the world. No one dares to disobey..."
"The sword of the God of Killing is based on speed. It goes straight and goes in all directions. It drinks blood with every step and kills with a single strike..."
"Where will my sword go?"
"The mad sword and the sharp sword may seem different, but in fact they have three thousand paths, and they all share the same path. Their martial arts contain powerful artistic conceptions. It should be a characteristic formed by integrating magical powers into the techniques."
"Nie Renkuang's sword is mad, and the sword of the killing god is fast. My sword is completely different from theirs. It seeks speed in madness, looks down upon the world, the god blocks the killing god, and the Buddha blocks the killing of the Buddha..."
"It seems I can continue to practice Xie Yijian."
The Xie Yijian that I once imagined was hidden by Feng Jueyu for a long time because of his lack of realm and lack of cultivation. He once used the spiritual mysterious method to replace Xie Yijian and kill everywhere, but Feng Jueyu has never forgotten it in his heart.
After practicing Xie Yijian, he had once wondered whether if he could master the Xie Yijian in his mind, he would be able to reach the point of boundless power and omnipotence.
At that time, Feng Jueyu concentrated on practicing swordsmanship, but could not find the right way, and finally had no choice but to put it aside. However, the appearance of Nie Renkuang and the God of Death made him restart the idea of Xie Yijian.
The time had come, and Feng Jueyu seemed to be enlightened. Countless sword moves flashed through his mind in an instant. The sword moves passed through his mind quickly like images, and Feng Jueyu couldn't help but get excited.
All those sword moves were created by him. The appearance of an idea was like a flash of inspiration. Although many of the moves were similar to those of Nie Ren Kuang and the God of Death, don’t forget that before Feng Jueyu traveled through time,
He is a master of swordsmanship and has his own set of tricks in mind.
Combining the three into one, a set of bright, sharp, simple, and crisp sword styles constantly appeared in his mind, and Feng Jueyu was ecstatic.
"Enlightenment."
An extremely simple word, but it contains the great avenue of heaven and earth.
The great road is simple, the great road is supreme...
Feng Jueyu's thoughts flashed through his mind, and veins popped out in both arms. Driven by Feng Jueyu's infinite strength, the sky-falling sword weighing more than ten million kilograms finally thrust out the first sword in his new life.
"The sword sweeps the world."
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Overseas cultivation world, Langbei...
Langyumen...
On the beach of Jixi Island, the golden sand stretches like a golden blanket under the surge of sea water to the front of Qingxu Mountain Yudian Square.
At this time, in the square of the main hall, Zhenren Tieyu, together with the three gods of heaven, earth, and man, and the madman Duan Hong, volleyed in front of the square.
In the square, tens of thousands of Langyu disciples were waiting in formation, and the formation flags were so fierce that they were like drawing thunderbolts from the clear sky, and there were bursts of explosions.
There was a chilling atmosphere in the square. Master Tieyu looked around the square with Tie Ruyu in his arms. After a moment of silence, Tieyu roared loudly with a majestic voice...
"Where are the disciples of Langyu Sect..."
"The disciple is here..."
Thousands of people roared in unison, the sound was like thunder, and it was extremely neat.
"The time of Mo Ling is approaching. Our disciple Lu Yin will leave our sect and go to a foreign land. However, powerful enemies are surrounding us. In order to protect our sect's eternal legacy, you must fight the powerful enemies with your flesh and blood.
Lu Yin fights a bloody path, what are you afraid of?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
Thousands of disciples from Langyu Sect responded in unison, the momentum was overwhelming.
Langyu Sect, after the Piaohai Xianlou destroyed the sect, has become the top spot in the overseas cultivation world in just a few years. Although the Demon Sect and the Soul Clan are quite powerful in foreign territories, in the territory of the human race, except for that
Far away from Tianfang, no one can compare with the momentum of Langzhu Sect.
More importantly, a year ago, Tieyu ascended to the Heavenly Realm, and his realm reached the early stage of Miaodu. He became the first master of the Langyu Sect to enter the Heavenly Realm in the past two thousand years.
In the four years since Feng Jueyu left, Tieyu has become the top master in the overseas cultivation world, and his popularity has never been greater.
But even so, Tieyu has always been worried about Shangque's life and death. Back then, Shangque had already broken through to the Miaodu realm. Without Feng Jueyu, Piaohai Xianlou should have the final say in the current overseas cultivation world.
For such an opponent, Tieyu did not dare to be careless. Although Feng Jueyu said before leaving that he would help Langyumen get rid of Shangque, time has passed and Feng Jueyu and Shangque have never heard from him.
Tieyu didn't have any confidence in his heart. Shangque was a difficult character. Whether Feng Jueyu could kill Shangque was still unknown.
Therefore, in order to prevent Shangque from making a comeback, Tieyu gathered tens of thousands of elite disciples from the Langyu Sect, and together with the Three Lords of Heaven and Earth and Lu Yin's mentor, Madman Duan Hong, planned to escort Lu Yin all the way to find the place of Mo Ling.
The Langyu Sect, which was the most popular at the time, did not disappoint Tieyu. The morale of tens of thousands of disciples was like a rainbow, which gave Tieyu endless confidence.
"Okay, everyone, get on the windboat and let's set off."
As he spoke, hundreds of huge flying boats appeared in the sky. These flying boats were the entire property of Langyu Sect. Each flying boat was engraved with complex runes. The formation pattern was very powerful, and the number of restricted flying boats far exceeded that of similar flying boats. These flying boats were
Even if the flying boat is placed in the core area, it will still be snapped up by people.
In order for Lu Yin to become a member of Mo Ling, Tieyu spent his money and spared no effort to prevent unexpected situations from happening.
Tens of thousands of disciples got off the flying boats and formed an array under the white clouds to accompany them. The momentum was extremely huge. At this time, outside the Far West Island, the passing monks rushed to stop and watch. Although they didn't know what was going on, they could see such a big scene.
It is also a rare opportunity.
The island protection restrictions on the Far West Island were wide open, without any regard for the gazes of the monks onlookers.
There are more and more people on the outer islands, so densely packed that they occupy most of the sky.
"What happened? Langyumen actually dispatched so many flying boats. What are they doing?"
"I don't know, hey, ask me."
"Say it quickly."
"Have you heard of Mo Ling?"
"Is it the mysterious organization that Jiazi appears in the grand world?"
"That's right, I heard that Lu Yin, the beloved disciple of Master Tie Yu from Langyu Sect, was chosen as the candidate for Mo Ling's next deep-reaching plan even before Jiazi. The battle between the human and demon realms more than twenty years ago
Remember, back then, both the Piaohai Immortal Tower and the Demon Clan had Mo Ling’s candidates. Now that the date of Jiazi is approaching, Tie Yu will of course send his beloved disciple Lu Yin to Mo Ling’s hands."