After punching the air, Feng Jueyu quickly left the place, and the masters exchanged blows. Life and death were only a matter of thoughts. Now that Yang Yide had judged his intentions, it was his turn to prepare and react at the next moment.
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Sure enough, just as Feng Jueyu left, Yang Yide's move arrived. This time, he had a transparent and bright silver sword in his hand.
This sword has an ordinary appearance and is no different from an ordinary long sword. However, when Yang Yide holds it, it is filled with a desolate air that looks down on the world. The coldness of Leng Feng is vividly displayed. Where the sword points, the cold wind
Suddenly, Yang Yide's demonic pupils were filled with a cold and sinister aura.
There was nothing flashy about this sword thrust, it went straight forward. Wherever the sword blade passed, the air condensed into ice crystals and scattered one after another. Even the blood all over Feng Jueyu's body showed signs of freezing suddenly.
It's just that Feng Jueyu, who has already adjusted himself, doesn't disdain this seemingly sharp but aggressive swordsmanship. He was caught off guard by Yang Yide just now and had no chance to fight back. But now it's different. He has adjusted his energy and is ready.
With his whole body lying on the ground, Feng Jueyu pulled out the Sky-falling Giant Sword from behind, pulled out his waist, stood up, and stood up straight.
Holding the Sky Drop Sword in his hand, he flicked his wrist and stabbed lightly. The huge sword, which weighed more than ten million kilograms, brought about a cold frenzy. Countless sword auras formed a vortex with a small tip and a thick tail, rushing towards Yang Yide's cold sword aura.
Stab out wildly.
"Keng!"
The tips of the two long swords touched each other, and they first let out a sonorous and powerful sound of gold and iron. Then Feng Jueyu saw that the whirlpool of his swords was instantly frozen layer by layer by Yang Yide's cold sword energy, but inside him
Strong and powerful, Feng Jueyu just shook his wrist gently, and a thick aura that seemed to come from the wilderness spread along his hand to the giant sword falling from the sky.
"Ka! Ka! Ka! Boom!"
The ice cracked, and countless sword energies regained their vitality. The vortex of the swords paused in the air, and generated huge force, violently knocking Yang Yide flying out.
"boom!"
The old Yang Yide is far from Feng Jueyu's opponent in terms of physical strength, but this old guy has been soaked in demonic energy in the ancient city palace for three hundred years, and his strength has also made great progress.
The kung fu of the demons is good at catalyzing and tempering the physical body. Yang Yide has experienced three hundred years of practice. Even without physical magic powers, his physical strength is ordinary and much more arrogant than that of similar strong men.
However, when faced with such a majestic and superb swordsmanship as Feng Jueyu, he still fell into the inferior category. The sword body trembled violently. Yang Yide's hands were numb due to the Qi of the Sky Falling Sword. He even stepped back several steps but still couldn't.
He stopped his body, had no choice but to jump up high, and jumped back several feet before he stabilized his body.
The two of them had demonic flames rising from their shoulders, like two demonic creatures. The only difference was that Feng Jueyu's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, while Yang Yide had been possessed by the demon for a long time, and once the source was activated, his eyes would become pitch black.
Like ink.
The two of them stood still. Yang Yide tightened his grip on the long sword. He had no choice but to do so. If he could not dissipate the dark energy coming from his hand as soon as possible, I am afraid that in the next moment, he would lose the chance to resist Feng Jueyu due to numbness in his hands and feet.
, From this, Yang Yide deeply realized that the guy invited by his disciple was by no means an ordinary person.
"Good boy, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so strong. Who are you?"
Feng Jueyu finally regained the initiative and secretly scolded the old man for being unreasonable. However, after careful observation, he found that although Yang Yide had a strong demonic aura, he spoke in an orderly and methodical manner, not like that.
A truly possessed and irrational demonic thug.
Coupled with Li Rong's relationship, he couldn't grasp Yang Yide's current situation for a while, so he didn't pursue him. He just said coldly: "My surname is Feng. It is indeed the person Li Rong invited to find my senior. Senior
, you misunderstood."
Yang Yide's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the so-called emotion at all, but he hesitated for a moment, suddenly put down the sword in his hand, took a step forward and asked: "Are you really not here to grab the sword with me?"
Feng Jueyu said dumbfounded: "Senior Yang, you should know that this is my first time in this ancient city. I don't know what's inside, so why bother grabbing a knife from you?"
Yang Yide summed it up and nodded immediately: "What you said makes sense. There are indeed not many disciples of the Sixth Clan of our ancestors who have survived. They don't know the existence of the ancient city of Jidu at all, and you can't know about the Demon Emperor Qi.
Flaming Knife."
When Feng Jueyu heard what he said was reasonable, he lost some of his anger. He sheathed his sword and stood still, saying, "Old senior, what on earth is this place?"
Yang Yide carried the long sword behind his back, but the demonic flames on his body did not go out. He looked at the sky with empty eyes and said: "The city of Jidu is the ancestral hall of the demon emperor of the ancient cultivation sect.
I'm afraid it's nearly 120,000 years old."
"Twenty thousand years ago?"
Feng Jueyu was stunned when he suddenly heard Yang Yide's words.
Mo Ling kept saying that he was the first practitioner in Hongtu's world to obtain the First Yuan and realize Taoism. He was a demon fish from a hundred thousand years ago, but Yang Yide said that the city of Jidu was inherited for 120,000 years. These two
Which of what people say is true and which is false?
Yang Yide also put away his sword and stood up. He walked towards the stone knife sculpture sadly and said: "Yes, it has been 120,000 years. Who knows that this great world is not the only Taoist tradition."
"But isn't the inheritance of cultivation in this world only one hundred thousand years old?" Feng Jueyu blurted out, because he was so good that he couldn't help but ask.
"One hundred thousand years? Have you seen Mo Ling?" Yang Yide looked at Feng Jueyu in shock.
Feng Jueyu paused and said: "Mo Ling is the queen of the heavenly demon. She gained enlightenment from the first element of heaven and earth a hundred thousand years ago. The unborn ancestor you just mentioned is his disciple..."
"Have you really seen Mo Ling?" Yang Yide took a step forward and said with dark eyes: "Mo Ling is a liar. He has deceived the people of the world. What is the only orthodoxy? It is true that after the heavenly demon, he is the number one demon in modern times, but
The world's orthodoxy lasted more than a hundred thousand years. Although I don't know what happened one hundred thousand years ago, I do know that a major event happened in this world 120,000 years ago. In just a few days, everything in the world
All the practitioners died, and no one survived, and all mortals in this life had their memories of practice wiped out."
Yang Yide said: "Twenty thousand years later, Mo Ling was established. This is the biggest secret of Jiujie Mountain."
"What?"
Seeing Feng Jueyu dumbfounded, Yang Yide took a step forward and said, "You don't even know that Mo Ling's life span is not 100,000 years. He lived for 110,000 years. He once left part of his memory and Taoist inheritance in
A hidden place. If you see Mo Ling now, he will not know what happened 110,000 years ago, but as long as he recovers that part of his memory, he will become the only person in this world who knows what happened 110,000 years ago.
The real reason for the cold winter that the great practitioners encountered ten thousand years ago."
As Yang Yide spoke, he became less excited. He pointed at a huge plaque in the palace and said, "Look what's written on that side?"
Feng Jueyu turned around and saw three "symbols" written on the square of the palace hall.
That's right, in Feng Jueyu's eyes, those three crooked characters were no different from symbols, and he didn't recognize them.
Seeing that he was stunned, Yang Yide said bluntly: "Demon King's Palace. This is the ancient Ming and ancient language. It inherits the orthodoxy inherited from heaven and is also the legendary divine language."
"God's Word?"
There was a loud bang in Feng Jueyu's head, and he suddenly seemed to understand something, and asked: "Are the plaques and masks hanging on the street outside all written in divine words?"
"Not entirely. It took me only three hundred years to find Jidu City. There are many symbols that I don't know what they mean, but the most commonly used here is the divine language. The master before Sheng once said that 120,000 years ago,
The entire world suffered a disaster among practitioners. All the practitioners died unexpectedly within a few days. However, the previous practice Mingming originated from heaven, which is also the divine realm we heard from word of mouth. Their practice traditions were more refined and more refined.
Meticulous and closer to Taoism and nature.”
Yang Yide pointed to the stone knife sculpture again and said: "This is the personal magic weapon of the ancient Demon King Palace, known as the Demon Emperor. It is called the Qiyan Sword. It is one of the ten ancient artifacts. The Demon Emperor sacrificed all his magic skills and mental skills.
After refining this sword, he obtained a sword spirit. It was here that his sword skills became superb and he reached the peak of the title. He also created the world-famous "overbearing sword", using the power of the boundless divine talisman.
, now you are like me, you have been deeply rooted in demons and cannot extricate yourself, but you should be glad that what you are now in contact with is the true Tao of this world, the Tao closest to heaven."
"The closest way to heaven?"
Yang Yide said, waving to Feng Jueyu and saying: "Come, come with me."
"Where to go?"
"The Demon King's throne, there are secrets there that no one in the world knows."
Yang Yide put away the long sword, the demonic flames in his body suddenly retracted from his body, and his eyes returned to normal.
Feng Jueyu put away the Sky Falling Sword, maintained due vigilance, and followed Yang Yide up the stairs with good intentions.
The two walked between the spacious corridors with heavy and anxious steps. After passing the main hall, Yang Yide took him to a side hall. He waved his hand in front of the wall and sacrificed the formation talisman he didn't recognize. A secret door suddenly opened in the wall.
The two walked in quickly.
Entering the secret passage, Yang Yide slowed down and lit torches on both sides. The torches in the secret passage were made of special fuel and would not deteriorate even if left for thousands of years. As long as they were exposed to fire, they would light up the secret passage.
Entering the secret passage, Feng Jueyu was completely shocked because the walls on both sides of the secret passage were painted with many characters that he did not recognize.