The moment he met Taoist Xianxuan, Lin Yuan understood that the past, present, and future, the historical cycle had already been formed, and the cause and effect had been determined long ago.
When he was born, all he had with him was the Zuo Wang Sutra. The Immortal Xuan Jing appeared long ago in ancient times and transformed into the Immortal Xuan Taoist.
"He" single-handedly founded the Taixuan Sect, set up the Taixuan Array, and intercepted the Heavenly Demon Mother Realm for nine thousand years before finally waiting for his arrival.
"Immortal Xuan is originally sitting and forgetting, but becoming an immortal is now."
Lin Yuan picked up the magic sword, stepped into the sky, and swung towards the demons to kill them.
Uh-huh.
There was no fluctuation of mana, only the clear water-like sword light. The ferocious expressions on the faces of the heavenly demons who had just wiped out the Dianxing Sect were frozen, and they suddenly exploded into a ball of black smoke.
The profound meaning of the Zuo Wang Sutra appeared in Lin Yuan's soul, and the demon's black smoke was pulled by an invisible force, and all gathered into his magic sword.
"Immeasurable longevity. The four demons have forgotten their immortality." Lin Yuan said to the position where the demons disappeared.
His eyes were calm and peaceful, as if what was coming down from the sword was not killing, but blessing.
Uh-huh.
Lin Yuan's footsteps did not stop, and he boldly attacked the demons wandering in the sky.
He had just condensed his body and his cultivation had returned to the early stage of becoming a god. Not to mention fighting against the devil, even the net of heaven and earth was not something he could go to for the time being.
However, with the death of the demon, Lin Yuan's magic sword gradually began to transform, and his cultivation level also increased rapidly.
"he's mine!"
"kill him!"
"Eat his soul!"
Lin Yuan's constant killings attracted three god-level demons. They stared at Lin Yuan greedily and made no secret of their strong malice.
"If you want my life, come and get it yourself." Lin Yuan fingered the magic sword in his hand, and the cold sword light reflected in the eyes of the three-headed demon.
"Playing tricks, kill!"
The three-headed demon said fiercely, and his figure suddenly expanded hundreds of times.
Tornadoes of black smoke rolled in one after another, and the invisible storm of the soul surged and swirled, pressing towards the edge of the forest.
In this environment where the world is polluted by demonic energy, the three-headed demon is at home like a fish in water, and its strength is close to that of the late stage of god transformation.
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"Roar!"
Suddenly there was no light in the world, and the three-headed demon transformed into three huge abyss mouths, swallowing Lin Yuan suddenly.
"So, the number of fouls that are everywhere is really troublesome. If you want to develop quietly, you have no chance."
Lin Yuan looked helplessly at the huge mouth in front of him. His cultivation had just returned to the middle stage of divine transformation, and he was immediately surrounded by three demons of the same level.
With this fighting method of fighting more and less, it is no wonder that the ancient world of immortality has withered.
"One breath of demon-sealing sword."
Lin Yuan's fingers touched the last tip of the sword. Thousands of runes on the magic sword glowed simultaneously. Facing the deep darkness, the sword cut out a bright silver light like an antelope hanging its horns.
Chi la.
A huge hole opened in the sky, misty skylight filtered in, and three dull screams of pain rang out in unison.
The three-headed demon manifested his true form again, covering his chest and looking at Lin Yuan in disbelief.
"Just a sword?"
"I do not believe!"
"This is impossible! Why do you know so much about the core of our clan!"
Lin Yuan looked at the three demons in front of him and smiled without saying a word.
His biggest reliance on returning to this ancient land was not only the Zuo Wang Sutra in his mind, but also the lifelong fighting experience of Taoist Xianxuan.
From the little foundation-building demon to the mother realm demon, Lin Yuan was well aware of the weaknesses of countless heavenly demons. And he can also use the countless Taoist techniques developed by Taoist Xianxuan for this purpose.
The death of these three demons was so normal.
"Lord Demon King will avenge us! You and your world will be destroyed!"
The demons stared at Lin Yuan fiercely, cursing unwillingly, and his body gradually collapsed into a ball of black smoke.
Lin Yuan stretched out his magic sword and inserted it into the black smoke. The aura on his body rose rapidly. Click, his body shook slightly, and the late stage of spiritual transformation was complete.
"Don't worry, the devil you call him will come to accompany you soon."
…
On the towering mountain peak, stained with blood, a white-haired old man kowtowed in front of the portrait in the main hall, looking sad.
"The mountain gate formation was destroyed, and all the disciples died in battle. The Xuan Sheng Sect's three thousand years of inheritance were completely destroyed in one day! Master Rong Hui, all the masters and disciples have no face to face you."
Turbulent black clouds surrounded the hall, and the demons peered at the old man, laughing evilly.
"Old man, the screams of your disciples and grandsons are so wonderful!"
"Before they died, they were still shouting, Master, Master is here."
"Look, I brought their heads."
In the black clouds, a row of bloodless heads condensed emotions such as anger, fear, sadness, etc., looking blankly ahead.
"ah!!!"
"Heavenly Demon, I, True Lord Yuanheng, swear to be incompatible with you!!!"
The old man's body was shaking constantly, and the Dao marks all over his body were appearing.
"Purple Ji True Thunder!"
Snapped!
In a radius of one hundred thousand miles, countless purple thunderbolts emerged from the void, as thick as mountains and as thin as small snakes. Countless low-level demons didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into a puff of smoke.
Yuan Heng roared loudly, soared into the sky, condensed tens of millions of purple thunderbolts into spears of thunder liquid, and shot them into the black clouds.
"Hahahahahaha! You're good to go! After leaving the turtle shell of the hall, old man, your end has come!"
The thunder that killed evil and exterminated demons not only did not scare the demons, but actually made them excited.
"Roar, withered!"
A god-transforming demon opened his mouth and exhaled a gray breath, and everything in the world turned gray at the moment of contact. The originally bright and dazzling spear of thunder liquid also lost its sharp light.
"broken!"
Another demon walked out, grinning ferociously, grabbing the void with four arms and twisting it cruelly.
Click.
The sky between the demons and Yuan Heng was shattered, and thousands of thunder liquid spears turned into pieces of debris.
"Destroy!"
The body of the third demon suddenly split in half, revealing a rotating dark core.
The broken space was swallowed up by the invisible force, and Yuan Heng, who was still in the sky, instantly fell into the siege of three demons.
"Die!"
The three heavenly demons attacked at the same time, and the entire space collapsed. Xuansheng Mountain split into two halves from the middle, and the unique traces from the heavenly demon mother realm attacked Yuan Heng layer by layer.
There was no fear in Yuan Heng's eyes, and a look of guilt and pleasure appeared on his face.
The marks on his bones were glowing, his body was becoming transparent, and an extremely depressing aura filled the surroundings.
"No! He's going to blow himself up!"
"Damn, it's too late!"
The three demons were shocked, but after attacking with all their strength, it was too late to stop.
"Goodbye, Xuansheng Sect."
Yuan Heng sighed softly, welcoming the final moment.
"It would be a pity that fellow Taoist self-destruction would happen like this."
Suddenly, a young man with a face like a crown jade and warm eyes walked out of the void.
He put one hand on Yuan Heng's body to stop Dao Hen's movements, and wiped out the joint attack of the three demons with one sword.
"What!"
The three heavenly demons were horrified. They were all in the late stage of divine transformation. They could wipe out their attacks with one blow. Could it be that the person coming was a Mahayana half-immortal?
"No, he is not a half-immortal, he is also a god." A demon said bitterly.
"Is this called becoming a god?"
The other two demons looked at the edge of the forest surrounded by thousands of traces, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
Being able to control one dao mark can be called the late stage of divine transformation. The most advanced among them can only master three dao marks.
"run!"
"It's too late." The demon with the highest level of cultivation said in despair.
"How could this happen? That sword not only wiped out our attack..."
Yuan Heng watched the three heavenly demons across from him light up thousands of sword lights and explode into black smoke. He was in a trance, crying and laughing on his face.
"Haha, he's dead, he's dead just like that. Junior Brother Lian Hui, Junior Brother Huo Mo, and all the disciples, your souls in heaven can rest in peace."
Lin Yuan stood next to Yuan Heng, digesting the power he had just gained from killing the three demons.
After a while, Yuan Heng, who finally vented his sorrow, bowed deeply to Lin Yuan and said gratefully:
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist, for saving me and avenging this bloody revenge for my Xuansheng Sect. From now on, if my fellow Taoist sends me, I, Yuan Heng, will die without mercy."
Lin Yuan helped the old monk up and said: "Fellow Taoist, get up quickly! Now that our world of immortal cultivation is in catastrophe and the world is in danger, we monks must save their lives and kill the devil! If you want to thank me, go and save more people. People."
"I am far inferior to the realm of fellow Taoists." Yuan Heng sighed with emotion.
"Go and have a rest, go and have a rest."
Lin Yuan smiled and took back the magic sword and stepped into the void.
"Dare you ask me what your friend's name is?" Yuan Heng shouted in the direction Lin Yuan was leaving.
"Xianxuan."
…
High in the sky, in a dark door, nine figures like gods and demons looked at the world below.
"The barrier between heaven and earth will last another twenty years at most."
"What's going on over there at Shengxian Bridge?"
"The Mother Realm has covered the atmosphere here."
"The Immortal Realm governs hundreds of millions of lower realms, and the disappearance of the Fulan Realm will not be noticed for ten thousand years. This big world belongs to us."
"I always have a bad feeling if I ask the demon sons and grandsons to speed up a little bit more."
"Demon God Skull, during this time, you have always liked to engage in these illusory things. It seems that the destiny child you devoured in the last world had a great impact on you."
"hope so."
…
Ten years have passed since the demon came. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was completely exhausted, all living beings were in ruins, and sects were extinct.
A Mahayana half-immortal rushed into the trap, but was never heard from again. There are also countless true gods who have slain demons in the world, but finally fell into the dust.
The remaining monks were also divided into two factions. One faction keeps the secret realm closed and cuts off contact with the big world, while the other faction tries its best to contact the Upper Realm Immortal Sect.
In a secret realm, more than a dozen monks surrounded Lin Yuan, looking anxious.
"Fellow Taoist Xianxuan, you can't go! Although you have advanced cultivation, there is no life or death up there!"
"Yes, my sect's supreme elder is so powerful, in the late Mahayana period! After being caught in the trap, there has been no news yet."
"The leader of our sect once escaped from a trap and returned a remnant soul. He shouted 'There is a demon in the sky' three times, and the soul died. Fellow Taoists, it is better to work with us to find a way to contact the immortal world."
Several true monarchs with the most profound moral principles tried hard to persuade Lin Yuan.
"Stop talking, I have made up my mind. You continue to find ways to contact the fairy world, and I will go to the net to see the situation. We cannot know anything about it."
Lin Yuan walked out of the secret realm and flew towards the top of the net.
"Fellow Taoist Xianxuan, we don't understand what you're saying, but it's just too dangerous."
All the True Lords looked at Lin Yuan who was leaving with admiration. They knew that the departure of fellow Taoist Xianxuan might mean goodbye forever.
In the platinum-gold net of the outside world, countless heavenly demons spewed out from each gap. Above the gaps, there were demon heads comparable to the Mahayana, which kept hitting each other, trying to tear open a larger gap and descend into the world.
Today, Lin Yuan has become the perfect god in myths and legends. His body has 30,000 traces of heaven, encompassing all the truths of this world.
But even so, he still couldn't become a Mahayana half-immortal.
"This world has completely lost contact with the immortal world. It is impossible to extradite the immortal energy into the body and become a Mahayana semi-immortal. The only way is above."
Lin Yuan looked through Taoist Xianxuan's memories, chose a location with the largest gap, and flew over.
"Jiejie, Jiejie, there are monks here to die?"
"Eat him!"
The demons who emerged from the gap screamed strangely, like cats that smelled fishy smell, and rushed towards Lin Yuan crazily.
"die!"
Lin Yuan waved the magic sword in his hand.
Bah.
Thirty thousand blade fragments scattered like water, and each piece stirred up a trace of heaven, turning into an earth-shattering slash that filled the entire space.
The world filled with black smoke suddenly cleared, and countless demons had stiff faces, then exploded into pieces and were absorbed by Lin Yuan.
"better than nothing."
Lin Yuan felt that his cultivation level had increased slightly and sighed.
What he lacks now is not quantitative accumulation, but qualitative change.
The terrifying blow seemed to scare the demon behind the gap. The huge gap in the net was empty for a moment, allowing Lin Yuan to fly into it.
"You're just a god, you really dare to come up. Little monk, I'm starting to admire you."
Lin Yuan looked up. A flesh-and-blood tentacled monster that looked like a star fruit stared at him with six pairs of eyes open.
"The Demon King?" Lin Yuan said.
"You can call me Dark Ancient Demon King. Feel honored, you will become one with me!"
The tentacles on the Dark Ancient Demon King squirmed crazily and shot towards Lin Yuan.
From a distance, it looks like a flesh-colored forest, submerging the edge of the forest.
"Do you, the higher your realm, the uglier your appearance? Now I kind of regret choosing this gap."
Lin Yuan said lightly, the magic sword in his hand scattered into 30,000 fragments, forming a terrifying wheel of blades, suddenly meeting thousands of tentacles.
After being tempered by the Zuowang Jing for so many years and absorbing countless heavenly demons, this former magic sword has transformed to the limit of the magic weapon that can transform gods into gods.
The collision between each tentacle and the sword's blade inspires bright Taoist brilliance, ice, fire, strong wind, flowing clouds...
The space was shattered layer by layer, revealing a void where Tao did not exist. The demons who had no time to escape screamed in the aftermath of the collision and shattered into black smoke.
"How is that possible! Every blade of the sword has a trace of heaven! Has the transformation into a god been completed?"
The Dark Ancient Demon King's mind was shaken. He felt the strangulation of the Blade Wheel, and an incredible guess came to his mind.
"This person must not be left here! If given a chance, he will definitely become an immortal!"
The six pairs of eyes of Angu Demon King showed fierce expressions at the same time, and he no longer held back.
"Little monk, after all, the perfect god is not a Mahayana half-immortal! You will see the true form of my dark ancient demon king."
"Flesh Millstone!"
The dark ancient demon king's voice carried a strange aria, and his whole body exploded.
A bloody world spread from the place where it exploded at a speed exceeding the speed of light, instantly engulfing the Blade Wheel and the edge of the forest within it.
"Is this the world above the gods?"
Lin Yuan raised his head, and as far as he could see, the endless heaven and earth had turned into a piece of bright red flesh and blood.
Whether it is a sword wheel or a Dao mark, the tiny illusory flesh and blood millstones are spinning on it without stopping.
"Little monk, let's die here."
A low, vast, overlapping voice rose in every corner of the bloody world.
Lin Yuan felt the real Tao grinding his body and couldn't resist!
This is a more essential power than the traces of heaven!
"However, this is also the purpose of my coming here."
Facing the desperate situation, Lin Yuan closed his eyes and began to recite the Zuowang sutra that he had prepared.
"The body has no change or death, and the spirit has no life or death. The body is the same as the Tao, and the heart is connected with the Tao."
"Are you giving up?" The Ancient Demon King looked at Lin Yuan's actions and sneered, secretly speeding up the rotation of the flesh and blood millstone.
Gradually, the edge of the forest shattered into pieces and scattered in the bloody sky and earth.
