Eastern Region——
The originally peaceful Tianjian Mountain was instantly covered by flames of war. Pavilions, fairy trees and medicine gardens were all destroyed.
The monks from various sects have long been furious. Countless spells are colliding with each other and fighting each other. All kinds of magic weapons are dazzling and dazzling, shaking time and space. Every moment a life will wither here.
In the sky, the sect leaders and supreme elders of various sects have also taken action.
These old monsters who have lived for thousands of years are all unfathomable, with their Dharma manifestations and Taoist charms added to them. With a single movement of his hand, he can activate the great avenues of heaven and earth to injure the enemy and protect himself.
In the melee, Gu Yuan, the leader of Taiyuan Dao Sect, was as angry as the sea. The iceberg behind him was almost solidified, and the cold air was overflowing.
"Sect Master Lu, I'm relying on my old age, so I won't be polite to you." As he said that, Gu Yuan stretched his right hand forward and instantly produced several icicles from his fingertips, crashing into the young man just now, Sect Master Gai of the Wanjian Shen Sect.
Sect Leader Lu was calm and composed, and he slashed back with the long sword in his hand. A crescent-shaped sword energy shot out of the air, smashing the icicle into pieces.
Taking advantage of the cover of broken ice, Gu Yuan suddenly moved forward, closing the distance between the two.
Then, Ice Daoyun crushed towards Sect Master Lu. The avenue was extremely cold, and time and space along the way seemed to be frozen.
Sect Master Lu's expression remained unchanged, and he shouted softly. The edge of his sword still had the potential to destroy all laws, and he slashed horizontally, cutting open the surrounding space.
The Tao Yun collided and exploded into the void.
"Senior Ancient, why do you use this little trick? Are you looking down on Lu?" Before he finished speaking, the huge sword of the Dharma Elephant behind Sect Leader Lu slashed down across the air, it was unstoppable.
Gu Yuan's face darkened, he didn't expect that he would fight to the death with him as soon as he came up, and fight with the Dharma image. Gu Yuan's robes fluttered in the wind, and the iceberg behind him directly hit the giant sword.
When the two collide, the heaven and earth shake, and time and space collapse. The giant sword and the iceberg continued to collapse, until they disappeared completely after a loud noise.
The two of them each spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew backwards far away.
"Haha, Lu Lingxiao, you and I are equally powerful. No matter how hard we fight, there will be no result. Now that your Dharma image has been damaged, just wait and see the Wanjian Divine Sect destroyed." Gu Yuan covered his chest with his hands and roared sternly. .
Lu Lingxiao snorted coldly and said: "Hmph, you and I are on par now, but if you practice for another thousand years, you will definitely die in my hands."
"It's a pity that you don't have this chance, you see."
Lu Lingxiao followed the direction of Gu Yuan's finger and looked towards Tianjian Mountain. There are ruins and ruins everywhere on the mountain. What came into view was the cruel scene of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
The disciples of the Wanjian Divine Sect were surrounded by monks from various sects outside the main hall on the top of the mountain. Most of the more than 30,000 people had been killed in the battle, and almost all of the remaining people were injured, with their clothes soaked in blood.
In the sky, due to the disparity in numbers, every supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had to desperately resist two to three enemies of the same level. Several people have died now, and almost all the remaining people are suffering from serious injuries.
Lu Lingxiao's face was as gloomy as water, and his teeth were almost broken. After suppressing his anger for a while, he stood in mid-air and suddenly said loudly: "Disciples and elders of the Wanjian Shen Sect, listen to the order! I am delivering the order to you for the last time today as the sect leader!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent and stared closely at Lu Lingxiao, who was standing tall and powerful above him.
Even the monks from the other sects stopped attacking, but still maintained a deep vigilance. After all, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect had created the myth of the Eastern Region time and time again, and its heritage should not be underestimated.
"My sect has been established for 14,536 years since our ancestor buried the Sword Emperor. I never thought that I would die today. The sinner Lu Lingxiao has betrayed the trust of everyone and has no face to face the sages and emperors of our sect."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Lingxiao gently lowered his head to Wan Jianshan in the air, then knelt down in the air again.
"Sect Master, you can't!"
"It is not a pity for me to wait for death. As long as the sect master is still there, our Wanjian Shen Sect will never be destroyed." The disciples of the Wanjian Shen Sect looked anxious and shouted loudly.
The most important thing about sword cultivation is the determination to be invincible and to have no one else but me. The way of swordsmanship that Lu Lingxiao practiced was the way of being brave and arrogant.
But now that Lu Lingxiao bowed his head and fell to his knees, this meant that his sword heart was already unstable. Even if he could survive this time, it would be difficult for him to improve his swordsmanship in the future.
"Brother Gu Dao, Lu Lingxiao's dharma image has been broken and the sword's heart has been damaged. This is a good opportunity to take his life." The master of Yuxuan Palace stood beside Gu Yuan, his eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Hmph, there won't be any big waves in the fight between trapped beasts. Let's see what tricks he can play. You must know that if you and I take action at this time, it can be said to be taking advantage of others' danger. It is definitely not the behavior of a gentleman." Gu Yuan thought to himself. With victory in hand, he looked down at Tianjian Mountain with disdain.
The master of Yuxuan Palace sneered and stopped talking. He thought: You and I are not Confucians, so how can we talk about it as a gentleman? Besides, if he were truly a gentleman, how could there be this war?
After a long time, Lu Lingxiao slowly raised his head, his eyes bright and his sword eyebrows high. The long sword in his hand was trembling like a rainbow, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming, breaking through the sky.
"Belonging to the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, obey your orders!"
Everyone present in the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect pointed their swords at the sky and responded loudly: "Disciple is here!"
"Burial Sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Lingxiao groaned, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flew up. The blade of the sword was as cold as snow, blowing and breaking the hair; the sword sounded like thunder and fell, and the sound continued to tremble.
Lu Lingxiao raised his head to the sky and roared: "The Great Dao of All Heavens is imprisoned by a sword, overwhelming millions of states in the Eastern Region. Today, there are not many heads to be chopped off, and we will go to Quantai to fight for blood."
"Buzz--"
The long sword kept making mournful sounds, resounding throughout the world.
Lu Lingxiao's sword robe is like snow, and his black hair is like ink. The path of swordsmanship has opened up. The source of life is constantly burning, turning into supreme power and pouring into the sword.
The sword roared like a dragon, the sword light gradually grew wider, and a terrifying murderous intention continued to rise.
Lu Lingxiao's whole body was covered with golden flames, burning continuously as he walked towards the enemy step by step.
His eyes were calm and unruffled. But in the eyes of outsiders, he looked like a murderer coming from hell. The scene was horrifying and unspeakable.
Gu Yuan, who was originally confident, seemed to have suddenly thought of something. His expression suddenly changed, his Tao power began to move rapidly, and he retreated violently.
The Palace Master of Yuxuan Palace standing next to him suddenly changed his mind and followed Gu Yuan away from Tianjian Mountain.
All the sect leaders and supreme masters in the sky have not fought countless battles and encountered countless dangers before reaching today's achievements. But even so, they felt faintly uneasy. Seeing Gu Yuan and the two suddenly retreating again, they felt bad, so they each cast spells to prepare to evacuate.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Just when everyone was hesitating, Lu Lingxiao had completely turned into golden flames, all of which were injected into the long sword. The long sword screamed incessantly, and its sword intent continued to rise, as if it was about to open up the world with one strike.
In an instant, the long sword chased the wind and tiptoed, and flew towards a female eunuch of the exquisite blessed land. The sword pointed forward without hesitation.
The Supreme Being couldn't escape, so he immediately brought out a fiery red cauldron. The big cauldron is simple and heavy, and the Taoist charm of the cauldron flows, exuding an invisible coercion, welcoming the incoming sword.
This is the supreme treasure of this female queen, and it is also the strongest defensive magic weapon. It has been cultivated and cultivated by her for many years, and no one can break it.
Immediately afterwards, the avenue behind the female concubine moved forward, and a phoenix shadow quickly appeared, roaring to protect her in front of the female concubine.
No matter how many tricks you have, I will destroy them all with one sword!
The female prince, who originally thought she was as stable as a mountain, saw with her own eyes that her most proud magic weapon was chopped into pieces, and her own Dao Dharma image was also pierced by a blow. In the end, even she herself died under the sword with a blank look on her face.
As the hot blood continued to flow, the cold light of the sword swept over the next person again...
In mid-air, all the surviving princes of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect were smiling. After thousands of years of training, how long has it been since you fought like this with all your strength?
If you die, you will die. Never have I, a sword cultivator, shown weakness to others!
As a result, the sword energy of Tianjian Mountain spans millions of miles, and the sword intention reaches up to the heaven and down to the underworld. The mountains collapse, and the rivers and seas flow across, as if the heaven and earth are trying to avoid its sharp edge.
In Tianjian Mountain, there is a long rain of swords, and tens of thousands of long swords fly through the air. At this time, they are the seducers sent by Hades to harvest lives wantonly. This place has officially turned into a hell on earth, and the red blood dyed the entire sky red, making the Asura Hell even more terrifying.
Palace Master Yuxuan, who had escaped and ascended to heaven, stood on the top of a mountain. He looked back at the scene here with a gloomy face, still frightened, and gritted his teeth and said: "Is this the trump card of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect? There are probably very few survivors in each sect. "
The master of Yuxuan Palace was heartbroken. This time Yuxuan Palace dispatched six princes, a dozen elders and more than 300 elite disciples. I am afraid they will all be blamed here.
In comparison, Gu Yuan was much calmer, but he also squinted his eyes and smiled bitterly: "What a mistake. I didn't expect that the Wanjian Shen Sect would still practice this heaven-defying technique and die together? Sword cultivators are indeed crazy. .”
Seeing that Gu Yuan knew the inside story, the master of Yuxuan Palace asked: "What kind of magic is this that is so terrifying?"
Gu Yuan said in a deep voice: "This is a technique created by the founder of the Ten Thousand Swords God Sect, Emperor Fang Sword Emperor. This technique is to burn one's own Dao cultivation and life source, and turn it into power and inject it into the sword, increasing the power tens of thousands of times. The enemy will never give up until he is dead. The Burial Sword Emperor used this technique to die with five monks from the Mingwei Realm, establishing the status of the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect, and his name Burial Sword came from this. I thought he would die after his death. It’s been lost, I didn’t expect it, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect is so good at it.”
Having said that, Gu Yuan sat down cross-legged. He had just collided with Genie Faxiang and suffered quite a lot of injuries. He took this opportunity to slowly recover from his injuries.
Palace Master Yuxuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Gu Yuan, who seemed to be defenseless. He clasped his hands tightly and in the end just remained silent and did nothing.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yuan's mouth curved slightly as he closed his eyes to heal his wounds.
