What a master of the Eight Masters!
They didn't hear the murmur of the Eight Masters, but everyone heard the words of the Taoist Palace Master.
I shouldn't say anything, but just look at the Taoist Palace Master's expression and his words, "Let me borrow your three-foot sword and watch me cut off all the sorrows in the world."
Everyone was convinced that these eight acquaintances were no longer false.
"He is really here!"
"After the Master of the Dao Palace, even the Eighth Sword Immortal also landed on the island. Is this going to lead to another ten-seat battle?"
"Yunlun throws treasures, the Holy Emperor's golden edict, the deep sea turns into the void, the secrets change into water ghosts... the Eight Masters are well prepared!"
"But now his biggest enemy is the Holy Emperor, not the Half-Saint... How can he fight against the Holy Emperor who is the real one?"
Regarding the Eight Masters, everyone has similar feelings. In addition to admiration, they still admire him.
He was flawed, after all, he had suffered defeat, and the price was two broken fingers.
But how can life be perfect?
There were even different opinions about the unknown battle before, and no one could figure out the truth.
It can be said that the eight deities know their flaws but do not hide their virtues.
His life was a life of fighting, defeating countless enemies.
At this moment, even as the leader of the Holy Slave, even the people in the Holy Temple can hardly feel disgusted.
He is so genuine!
Although the water ghost is also strong, it gives people a variety of feelings. The city is extremely deep and the methods are complicated.
Moreover, since he was formerly known as Yu Mo and joined the Holy Slave, anyone could imagine that he had some unknown special purpose.
Although Dao Qiongcang is also strong, he has thousands of plans and many twists and turns.
His strength is as mysterious as his magic. No one can notice it when he is in the game, but the aftertaste afterwards is endless.
But these are all too roundabout!
The eight masters are completely different. He is strong and direct, and he is also direct!
Perhaps some of his holy slaves have deeply different intentions, but based on him alone...
Everyone is willing to believe that the purpose of the Eight Masters leading the Saint Slaves is just to fight for the great road.
Just like Gu Jianxiu's most direct fighting method, pressure, struggle, and defeat.
That's all.
So, when you look at the figure on the spiritual mirror who is walking leisurely and slowly step by step.
The people watching the battle could no longer stand firm. The only thing they were thinking about at the moment was:
"The show is about to begin!"
On the horizon, Rao Yaoyao landed beside Dao Qiongang, but his eyes never moved away from the figure outside the Miracle Forest.
She only paused for a moment, then her pretty face became solemn and her red lips parted:
"I'll kill him!"
In recent years, the Holy Slave has been the biggest thorn in the side and flesh of the Holy Temple.
However, the first Saint Slave disappeared and disappeared, and his identity was not really clear until he was in the Eighth Palace.
Rao Yaoyao wants to fight the Eight Masters, and has been thinking about it for more than thirty years!
She was unwilling to fight the eight masters who seemed to be in a weak state at the moment, and preferred to fight with swords in their prime.
But in the Holy Temple, from this point of view, the eight masters who are in poor condition are alone at this moment, which is the best time to carry out the beheading operation.
"No need." Dao Qiongcang stretched out his hand to stop her.
"Why!" Rao Yaoyao's eyes were filled with anger, he couldn't miss this opportunity, it would never come again.
Dao Qiongcang shook his head, not wanting to explain at all, he just said: "It's too late..."
It's really late!
The appearance of Ba Zunzhen attracted everyone's attention.
Even the Holy Emperor Wang Ze in the Ember Fire Realm had his attention diverted because of that wisp of sword thought slashing towards Dao Qiongtian.
Dao Qiongcang himself, when he was between life and death, briefly gave up his resistance to Si Wuzhen's control.
——This is a conspiracy!
Ba Zunzhen didn't even need to do anything, he only attracted attention with his "appearance".
At that moment, Si Wuzhen, who had been released from control, was taken away by Xu Xiaoshou, one of the real masters of the battle here.
"Let me borrow your three-foot sword and watch me cut off all the sorrow in the world..."
Above the extinct fire domain, Xu Xiaoshou murmured to himself.
Thinking that he had failed to show off just now, but the Eight Masters were so attractive, he finally curled his lips and rolled his eyes.
"Hmph, showing off."
You have to be the eight masters of showmanship, and you are not even as good as the sky.
He only appeared on stage, said one sentence, and didn't actually do anything, and he attracted so many people's attention.
If the passive system is on you, you will probably reach the full level from Tiansangling Palace all the way to Dongtianwang City.
I was full of the desire to complain, but I didn’t forget the business.
Xu Xiaoshou had grasped the slightest chance of life and death.
Stepping on the formation disk, Si Wuzhen was under control again.
This time, the position of the formation eye is extremely clear. Reflecting the formula in your heart, you can transfer infinite mysteries.
Xu Xiaoshou came to his senses, shouted loudly, and flew into the sky:
"Rao Wangze, what are you looking at? Your opponent is me!"
Three hundred and sixty-five Suppression Monuments, nine cores, plus the three treasures on the body - the Heart of Ember, White Pearl, and Yan Python.
This time, Xu Xiaoshou no longer borrowed the Si Wu Formation and simply summoned the power of the Heavenly Ancestor.
Instead, he became one of the formation's eyes, became the holy light, and became part of the Si Wu formation!
"Xu Xiaoshou..."
Everyone heard this roar and looked back.
But with the movement of the Si Wu Formation, Xu Xiaoshou, who was above the Ember Fire Domain, was flooded by the holy light, and the aura of the Holy Emperor on his body climbed again and again, seemingly without limit.
"He wants to untie Si Wuzhen?"
Dao Qiongcang holds Tian Ji Si Nan in his palm, and he subconsciously wants to destroy it, but when he sees the figure outside the Miracle Forest from the corner of his eye, he stops his movements.
Not only "Ming Yi",
The entry of Ba Zunzhen also put a lot of pressure on him.
Such a person who seems to be defeated can use the cooled black iron sword to cut out a sword energy.
If I were to target Xu Xiaoshou again, what kind of counterattack would Bazun Shui provoke?
——Leaving your back to the enemy is definitely not what a gentleman does.
If not, let him handle the battle of the Holy Emperor himself... Dao Qiongcang thought to himself.
"Xu Xiaoshou."
At the top of the Ember Fire Realm, the Holy Emperor Wuze whispered softly, as if he had remembered the name.
He didn't say much about the operation of the Si Wu Formation or the changes in the Saint Emperor's aura on Xu Xiaoshou's body.
This shadowy figure slowly raised his hand.
"boom!"
The storm gathered, and the sky pointed down again.
Different from besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao on the ladder of heaven, this time the Holy Emperor of Vanity enters the scene in person to defeat the enemy.
The power of Tian Qing's finger was even greater than the previous strike.
However, Xu Xiaoshou flew into the air, but there were still two guardians in front of him.
"Xu Xiaoshou, let it bloom to your heart's content! Leave the rest to me..."
The Meisi people only glanced high in the sky and then looked back.
He flicked his sleeves and robe, with a solemn intention to kill, and hung the Taicheng sword upside down on his chest. He no longer had the kindness and kindness of a teacher, only the sharp edge of the unsheathed sword was revealed.
Facing Tian Qing's finger, the old swordsman was not afraid. He muttered something in his mouth and stroked the sword's body with his sword finger.
At that moment, inch by inch, the Taicheng Sword was illuminated and wiped away like dust.
The red plum blossoms are blooming gracefully, and the sword spirit is fluttering.
"Keng——"
There was a sword cry, and the Void Island trembled.
The withered red plum blossoms all over the sky touch the blue sky, but the latter stagnates for a moment.
The figure of the Holy Emperor Yingchuo was a little more solid, and he seemed to be more surprised, but he waited quietly for the sword without making a sudden attack.
Soon, the ethereal holy sound from Mei Si's mouth grew from small to loud, and finally resounded in all directions, flowing in all directions, deafening and enlightening:
"The setting sun dwells in the mountains, and the sword's rising sun destroys troubles."
"There was a long time ago, and there was a new era."
"Shadows dance in the forest, and ripples burst out from the lake."
"Taicheng is in the sky, red plum blossoms are lamentable."
With every sentence he spoke, the sword spirit in Mei Si's body increased by one point.
After four sentences, the old sword master returned to his youth, with a rosy face and mellow breath, as if he had become a feather.
Taicheng Sword is like drinking strong wine, burning red and hot. The sharp sword intent cuts through the space and Taoism, tearing apart the pressure of the Holy Emperor.
The sword flies into the sky in anger!
"This is……"
At the ruins of Sinyi Palace, the spiritual mirror in the eyes of the onlookers was torn apart by the sword with a click.
But the color of the sword soaring into the sky in the distance can already be seen, so there is no need to look for a roundabout way to watch the battle.
"What's this?!"
"What kind of swordsmanship does Mr. Siren perform? Why have I never seen it before?"
"That's not right. When he fought against the Divine Envoy of Heaven's Secret before, it was clearly like that, not like this... Why did he suddenly become stronger again! Is this the ancient sword cultivator?"
"Are you stupid? There were rules before that restricted the old sword master from taking action, but now that he has obtained that Xuanxu Box, he still has to hide it?"
"The Holy Emperor still puts too much pressure on Mr. Siren... Look! The sword and man are united into one! This sword, I'm afraid it's not..."
Dao Qiongcang looked at it with surprise and uncertainty, looking sideways at Rao Yaoyao, as if to confirm something.
Above the void, Rao Yaoyao raised his eyes and took a look.
When she saw Taicheng Sword at this moment, his aura completely coincided with that of Mei Siren, she understood the intention of the old sword master.
Holding the Xuan Cang Divine Sword tightly, a trace of envy flashed across Rao Yaoyao's eyes for no reason.
This is the realm she also pursues!
Following the holy sound, a tranquil sound followed, but it was sonorous, powerful and ringing:
"Taicheng, Tianjie!"
Hee hee hee…
After Taicheng Feitian, the Meisi people also climbed up into the sky with ferocious sword elephants on their backs.
The illusory secret formation suddenly exploded, shattering under Taicheng's sword and under the feet of Meisi people.
The endless storm of sword energy shattered, throwing the water ghosts on one side away.
"what are you doing?!"
The water ghost was stunned by the explosion, his whole body collapsed and blood flowed out.
He was really confused.
We agreed to protect the Dharma together, but you suddenly showed off without even telling your teammates...
The famous sword Tianjie beside me, do you think I can't die fast enough?
The water ghost didn't want to take action at all and escaped, leaving the battlefield to the Meisi people.
The famous sword Tianjie, as the name suggests, is the integration of the ancient sword cultivator with his sword and the human sword, liberating all the power hidden and self-obstructed in the sword by the way of heaven.
In the Holy Continent, the treasures are obscured by the sky, the earth, and themselves.
In particular, the major treasures of fame, nourished by the fame of heaven and earth, have actually become so powerful that they have to be sealed.
However, the ancient sword cultivation methods are very strange. Some people have specialized in studying the power of the sword itself rather than the sword skills.
Tianjie is designed to activate the characteristics of the famous sword.
The famous swords here are not just the famous sword twenty-one.
It also includes the five great artifacts of chaos, the nine supreme artifacts, the top ten supernatural weapons, and even the sword among the various artifacts that have been on the major lists but have been lost in the eyes of the world and are included in the monument of relics.
If the sword is the foundation, the person is the personality.
The famous sword Tianjie is to clear away the obscurity of the world and let the famous sword be canonized as a saint and a holy emperor.
The specific strength after Tianjie depends on how well the person and the sword fit together, and also depends on the personality of the "person" and how strong the swordsmanship realm is.
The water ghost was afraid and ran away.
That's because he saw with his own eyes the eight famous swordsmen Tianjie, who had killed him to a bloody head in the battle with him.
There are too few ancient sword cultivators who know this sword style!
But those who can use it without dying are the best among men!
It can be said that all people in the previous era, because of the existence of the Eight Masters, have experienced the various powers of ancient sword cultivators, and naturally they have left a deep mark on them.
Memories and reality intersect at this moment.
After the water ghost escaped, he looked back and realized that the past and the present overlapped. Although they looked different, they actually acted in the same way.
Taicheng sword broke through the air.
Mei Si people broke through the sky.
The two of them merged into one body in the storm of sword energy and disappeared completely, leaving no trace of their original form.
But it was just like in the memory, but in a blink of an eye, a magnificent, ancient, and terrifying scene appeared.
"Wow."
When the sword intent condenses.
The sky turned dark, the sun set in the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the Void Island, and the golden spots were stained with cyan, all of which were transformed by the sword's intention.
The avenue of time is going back, the azure finger is going backwards, the world is returning to ancient times, just like entering the prehistoric times, the sun wheel reappears, and time returns.
Everything returns to its original state. The sword shadow jumps out of the ancient forest, causing ripples in the lake. It is just a point at first, but as it travels in the sky, the sword shadow turns into an ancient giant city.
That's the Taicheng Sword!
Its body condenses the primitive world!
It is too high, too big, too long-lasting, and too ancient; the city is for people, for the world, for the world, and for the present!
Taicheng Tianjie, transformed into the image of Taicheng, greets the sky with a finger.
The Meisi people were only the first to be canonized.
But at this moment, he perfectly explained Gu Jianxiu's abnormal combat power, which cannot be judged by his realm.
When the shadow of the Void City only hit Tian Qing's finger, the ferocious ancient giant seemed to be awakened in the city and stood up with his sword, only half of his body was exposed.
That is a sword elephant that is almost infinitely large!
Thousands of swords worshiped on its head, the world around him was dusty, and his hands held Qingwu... It filled the sky of the entire Void Island!
Its lower body cannot be seen, but its waist is the ancient city, which is the strongest defense!
Tian Qing's finger could not even shake Taicheng's image too much. The Qing Wu Er sword in the ferocious sword elephant's hand had crossed and slashed across the air.
"Rumble--"
The Holy Emperor pointed his finger, and the sword energy was shattered from his fingertips, exploding into rays of light that filled the sky, flowing with splendor.
"Oh My God……"
This sword made everyone's hearts tremble with fear.
The water ghost fell into silence outside the battlefield in the Ember Fire Realm. Even he was not confident that he could take the sword by force.
This is the ancient sword cultivator!
This is the Meisi people!
Even the semi-saints of Mystery were frightened and frightened by its frontal combat power.
Rao Yaoyao closed her eyes slightly at high altitude and held Xuan Cang tightly.
The divine sword Xuan Cang let out a low whimper. After all, it was not a good match for its current owner.
It also chose another master because it longed for such a state.
It has competed with Fierce Sword in four places, but at this moment, it does not dare to compete with Tianjie Taicheng.
At this moment of light, even if the five great artifacts of chaos gather together, they will be led by Yaotaicheng!
Outside the Forest of Miracles, the Eight Masters had already set their pace and looked far away, but could not see much clearly.
He has long been used to seeing the world marvel at the famous sword Tianjie.
After just one glance, he looked back without any hesitation and smiled lowly:
"Chaos was born in Taicheng, and it was given to the sword-crazy man, not for fame, but for pure roots... It's a pity that Mr. Siren is not an old man, and he and Taicheng Sword are not a perfect match after all."
"Fortunately, Taicheng's sword intention can still respond to him, but he can respond so reluctantly."
"Oh, I just hope that if I force the famous sword Tianjie, there won't be much damage afterwards."
Bazun sighed and continued to move forward, feeling a little more troubled for no reason.
Is it really that difficult?
In the realm of extinct fire, Taicheng's image broke through Tianqing's finger, and he pursued and attacked the shadowy figure in the distance.
Now that things have come to a point, even the arrogant Holy Emperor has to be cautious.
It is true that he could see that if the Meisi people used this method forcefully, it would be damaged later.
But after that, there is no doubt about the power of Taicheng Tianjie at the moment.
Under the gaze of everyone, the figure of the Wanze Holy Emperor faded away, solidified bit by bit, and finally turned into a tall man's figure that was refined from the worldly world.
His facial features are still blurry, obviously taking into account the life and death that mortals need to go through to meet the saints, but when everyone looks at it, they can still see a hint of amusement in his blurry expression:
"Meisi people? It's interesting..."
(End of chapter)
