Zhuang Wudao murmured, his eyes gradually fixed on the most majestic mountain peak on the left.
This should be the location of the main peak, but it is already in dilapidated condition. Especially at the foot of the mountain, there are hundreds of corpses.
There are more than twenty fourth-level monster beasts alone. In the battle that besieged Lihan Palace, in addition to the sects of Tianyi Realm, there were probably many monster clans participating.
He also suddenly understood why the stone door was not closed just now. It was because it was useless and it was too late.
At that time, the major sects and the demon clan had joined forces to invade the Lihantian Realm from another place. Whether the stone gate here was sealed or not, it probably didn't matter.
But Zhuang Wudao was still surprised and puzzled about one thing. During the battle in Lihantian Realm, was it possible that none of the people who invaded this place were alive?
Yan Dingtian once told him that at that time, hundreds of large and small sects in the Tianyi Realm, the Great Xia Dynasty, and Lihan Tianjing all perished at the same time.
It seems that when they invaded the Lihan Palace, only a dozen or so of the Foundation Establishment Realm escaped from the third floor with their lives. And among the Yuan Shen and Jindan monks who invaded the fourth floor, none of them could escape from the Lihan Heaven Realm.
The realm of cultivation in the Tianyi Kingdom also declined from this, and remained silent for hundreds of thousands of years before gradually regaining its strength, until now.
As soon as he had this thought, Zhuang Wudao heard the sound of a sword whistling. A vast, majestic, tyrannical, and boundless wave of sword intent suddenly passed across the sky from above.
Zhuang Wudao felt terrified in his heart. Under the impact of this sword intention, he almost wanted to bend over and kneel on the ground. At the critical moment, an unyielding will surged out of his soul, and he barely resisted this attack.
The power of the sword is overwhelming.
The body with a natural fighting spirit allows him to resist the oppression of any soul that is not higher than his fifth realm.
The sword's intention was huge, but what Zhuang Wudao sensed was only the aftermath. Therefore, his soul could still struggle to compete.
"What's this?"
Looking up, Zhuang Wudao suddenly saw a blood-red sword shadow passing through the sky. To be precise, it was a blue sword shadow, with a huge blood dragon coiled around the outside, dragging at least
Three thousand feet of blood-red energy propelled the sword, whirling and whistling above the Lihan Heaven Realm.
Just by looking at it, Zhuang Wudao felt his eyebrows sting and he felt a little breathless.
"Sword Master, beware, this is the sword of divine annihilation."
Within the sword orifice, heat surged out again. Zhuang Wudao sensed Yun'er's anxiety and obeyed, letting the sword spirit control his body again.
Just after the heat spread to the whole body, Yun'er immediately shrank all the qi energy outside Zhuang Wudao's body back into his body. At the same time, his mind converged and shrank to the extreme, reducing Zhuang Wudao's energy.
God, tightly wrapped and protected.
The whole person is like a closed water tank, integrated into one body, neither leaking nor leaking. And the outside spirit cannot even think of penetrating in.
It wasn't until the majestic blood-red sword light flew hundreds of thousands of feet away in the air that the stinging feeling between Zhuang Wudao's brows began to subside. Only then did Yun'er explain: "The Divine Sword of Extermination is a
A secret technique. Yuanshen monks use their own soul and lifelong cultivation as sacrifices and place their trust in high-grade swords.
It is a method to kill the enemy together. You often choose a sword that is one or two realms higher than yourself to stimulate this technique. After your body is dead and your soul is destroyed, you can still use the sword.
The weapon is guided by its temporary obsession to kill the enemy, and its combat power can often be improved by two or three levels——"
There was a slight pause in Yun'er's voice, and there was a hint of emotion in Yun'er's words: "This should be used by a monk in the Hedao realm, using a sword with ninety-eight levels of forbidden laws to use the sword of divine annihilation. Therefore, even if he experiences
Millions of years later, it can still exist. Really
The power is even comparable to that of a monk in the Guiyuan Realm. It would have been dangerous if he had been sensed just now. This sword is clearly killing all living creatures in the Lihantian Realm. Didn't you realize that this area
The world is too quiet?"
Zhuang Wudao looked around and suddenly felt a deep chill enveloping his body.
Yun'er didn't remind him, and he hadn't noticed it yet. Only then did he realize that none of the plants and trees around the stone platform were more than a thousand years old, and the birds, beasts, and insects were completely extinct.
I also suddenly understood why no one in Lihantian could survive.
"Sword Master, look at the sky again."
Zhuang Wudao didn't know what he meant at first, so he followed the instructions and looked up and to the right. It was a blue sky. However, when Zhuang Wudao used his eyes to the extreme and took a closer look, the color changed.
It was a huge hole. One hundred thousand feet above the sky, a huge hole could be seen. Only because the surrounding white clouds obscured it, Zhuang Wudao was unable to notice it at the first time.
"That's the fifth floor?"
Zhuang Wudao poured his true energy into his eyes, and he could faintly see some incomplete buildings above the cave.
"These people who invaded the Lihantian Realm are also very strong. They can forcefully break through this barrier. One of them at least has a combat power comparable to that of the Hedao Realm."
Yun'er guessed: "It must have been that he was forced into a desperate situation by this person, so that the True Lord of Hedao would fight to the death, combine his body with the sword, and use this divine sword of annihilation——"
Just like Buddhism, there are levels and titles such as Sengzheng, Great Sengzheng, Quan Sengzheng, Zen Master, and Xianjue. Although Taoism is not as strict as the hierarchy of Buddhism, there are corresponding honorific titles for several realm levels.
In both the Yuanshen and Lianxu realms, one can be called a real person. In the Hedao realm, one can be called a true king. In the realm of returning to the yuan, one can be called a heavenly king.
The Mahayana realm is the deity, and the higher realm of heaven is the great deity. It is parallel to the Dharma masters and the great Dharma masters of Buddhism.
Zhuang Wudao's thoughts moved and he wanted to move forward. The Lihantian realm in front of him was simply an endless treasure house.
The things here, even if they are only 10%, are probably not inferior to those of the Lichen Sect, which have been accumulated over the past ten thousand years.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, Yun'er already warned: "Sword Master, it's better to give up. The forbidden formation here is full of murderous intent. There are also real people in the Void Realm who use a method similar to the God's Sword of Extermination to kill the soul.
The Jingyuan Blood Sacrifice can maintain the formation here for tens of millions of years. Even I can't break it. If there is any movement here, the sword will be disturbed. At that time, the soul will be destroyed immediately. "
Zhuang Wudao was speechless, his footsteps stopped, and there was a bit of self-deprecation on his face: "In other words, I can only watch the treasures here, but I can't collect any of them. Entering the treasure mountain and returning empty?
"
"When the sword master reaches the realm of Yuanshen in the future, he may come here to take risks and try again. However, Yun'er doesn't suggest it. Even if the sword master reaches the realm of Yuanshen, he still can't block the blow of the God-killing Extermination Sword.
As for now
The Qingyun Sword suddenly flew out of Zhuang Wudao's sword aperture, and then settled in the void a hundred feet above.
"It's enough to just take away the most precious thing here"
A sound of sword roared across the area 200 miles away. A motionless wave started from Qingyun Sword as the center and spread to all directions.
Zhuang Wudao changed his color slightly, and then heard Yun'er's voice: "I am not a living being, so I will not disturb the God-killing Extermination Sword. Don't worry, sword owner. Good luck, the amount of Yuanling here is still within my imagination."
Above. This place of sealing spirits has existed for at least 1.2 million years. It's a pity that no one in Lihan Palace knows how to use it."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a burst of colorful smoke suddenly spurting out from the direction of the main peak dozens of miles away. Like a ball of light smoke, it was attracted and flew towards this direction rapidly.
"Is this the innate Yuanling?"
Zhuang Wudao had just passed this thought in his mind, and the colorful smoke had already arrived in front of him. Only then did he realize that this light smoke was not actually a colorful color. It was a group of colorful spiritual light, containing a group of pure air.
But before he could see clearly, this ball of pure air had been completely swallowed up by the Qingyun Sword.
"Sword Master, you advocate the theory of Qi, and according to legend, this innate spirit is formed from the Qi of Chaos, the source of all things in the world."
Waves of shimmering light emitted from the sword body. The simple spine of the sword glowed with a cold luster, and there were several incomparably mysterious inscriptions that made it difficult for people to understand the mystery. They gradually took shape on the sword body.
Eighteen levels of legal prohibitions
Zhuang Wudao only took one look and knew that the Qingyun Sword had advanced again and entered the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon. This was the third time that the Qingyun Sword had been restored since following him——
Then, just after the last rune was completed, the Qingyun Sword flew into the air and fell into Zhuang Wudao's sword aperture again.
In an instant, he felt a stream of clear air rushing out from the Qingyun Sword. It was just a trace, and Zhuang Wudao felt that the true energy and blood all over his body were boiling and growing.
With just one breath, Zhuang Wudao was no longer able to control it. The energy that was originally so harmonious and unyielding finally began to leak out.
"This is not a place for refining innate souls. Sword Master, please leave here quickly."
In fact, without Yun'er's warning, Zhuang Wudao retreated alertly. His figure flashed and rushed into the palace.
The moment he arrived at the stone gate, the fierce and boundless sword intent swept over. Two hundred thousand feet away, it locked Zhuang Wudao's mind. A blue light and shadow,
With the help of the red blood energy, he arrived in a flash.
Zhuang Wudao groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. His mind suffered a heavy blow and was almost in danger of being shattered.
An ordinary monk would have been unable to move. But he was still able to struggle and forcefully passed through the stone gate before the sword of annihilation arrived.
The connection between the person and the sword was immediately cut off. Zhuang Wudao spat out another mouthful of blood. His steps were shaky and his limbs were weak. After stepping out of the stone door, he fell directly to the ground. His face was pale and almost colorless.
The sword that struck just now was only a hair's breadth away from his back. If his movements had been slower by one hundredth of an instant, he would have been pierced through the chest by the sword and then devoured all his essence and blood.