Buzz!
The dull sound of sword chanting did not have the earth-shattering supreme edge, but in Su Qinian's view, each stone jar fragment seemed to carry a world of swordsmanship, and countless shadowy swordsmen could be seen waving their hands. The remnant swords in the story have gained a lifetime of performing their swordsmanship. Countless strange swordsmanship and peerless swordsmanship are like hundreds of millions of swordsmanship flowers blooming.
Dozens of fragments of stone jars constituted dozens of magnificent worlds of swordsmanship. Su Qinian also felt a strong stabbing sensation on his back. This magnificent sword power and this sword technique were more than just treasures.
Showing a rare solemn look, Su Qinian raised one hand and turned his palm into a sword. The edge of his palm was made of red jade and glass. Facing the sword, he slashed it down in the air.
The red jade-like sword's light is calm, like a red dragon swimming in the vast river of destiny, or like a small boat wandering on the sea of suffering. No matter what kind of rapids, undercurrents, and worldly destruction, it always heads towards the other shore. , this sword cuts through the fog of fate, breaks all the imprisonments in the world, and puts an end to the enemy's life and one's own life.
Dozens of stone jar fragments were split into two halves with one sword, the world of swordsmanship collapsed one after another, and the light of Su Qinian's chopped sword also disappeared.
"Good sword skills!" The young man's drunken eyes lit up and he praised, "From this sword, I see that Brother Su's Tao and Dharma have begun to take shape. If he hadn't been born in the only quadrant, he might not be able to make progress all the way. Having taken that step, now the road ahead is tortuous and we still need to break the ban.”
"I heard that there are nine swords in Jian Jiu. There are only half sword techniques here. I don't know when I will be able to see the whole picture." Su Qinian said calmly.
From the moment this person appeared, Su Qinian knew that this was probably the son of the Qing Emperor, one of the two young myths of the human race's heavenly generation. Neither of them had tried their best just now, otherwise with senior brother Luo Sheng's current Daeyu Formation accomplishments could not be suppressed at all, but Su Qinian could feel that the remaining power of the sword was not exhausted, and it could only be regarded as a starting move.
"Except for the first sword of the Nine Swords, the Eight Swords do not attack one's own people." Jian Jiu also threw two bottles of blood fountain, shook his head and said, "My swordsmanship is not yet complete, and I can't receive it in my heart. I just want to see and create half of it." What kind of person is he who created the God of War Illustrated Book? Now that I have achieved what I wanted, it’s time for me to leave. I will fight side by side with Brother Su on the mythical battlefield in the future.”
Jian Jiu left, just like his kendo, without any sloppiness. In Su Qinian's view, the so-called unfinished kendo means that he has opened up his own path and method within the kendo. Being able to reach this step, Quadrant In fact, the road has already grasped the direction. As long as we continue to walk unswervingly, we may not be able to enter the imaginary extension of myth.
"I'm afraid this person is not inferior to you." Senior Brother Luo Sheng sighed.
A smile appeared at the corner of Su Qinian's mouth. On the quadrant road, he expected more powerful opponents. After cutting off a unique quadrant with his own hands, he would then cut off the quadrant with his own sword. He may be able to obtain limit-breaking power that is superior to Quadrant.
At a certain moment, at the foot of Zhantian Mountain.
Jian Jiu stopped and stood, looking back at the top of Zhan Tian Mountain. His eyes were filled with drunkenness, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he murmured: "Why do I feel that it is similar to the back of that quadrant land?"
But soon he shook his head again. The memory of that figure was too deep. Although the founder of the God of War Atlas was not weak, he was still far from the quadrant. He stumbled away carrying the stone jar and passed by a spiritual stream. When he stopped, he looked at the old man with snow-white hair on his temples who was fishing alone. He grinned and said, "Senior Tianmo."
"Except for the young monk, this is the second one that can make you unable to resist walking out of the sword tomb." God Lord Tianmo glanced at him and said, "On the road to the quadrant, if there is no one and only quadrant, my generation in heaven will be the last one. The two of you are the ones who have the hope of setting a boundary. Now we have to take the road of breaking the boundary. To a certain extent, it is more difficult than the quadrant."
"But the achievement is even greater," Jian Jiu said with a smile, "Since I am established in the realm of mythology, in the past five hundred years, I still want to give it a try. In the place where mythical imagination extends, breaking through the limitations of the impossible is what is mythology. myth in."
After a moment, watching Jian Jiu's leaving figure, Lord Tianmo shook his head gently. In the past, they had also established themselves in the realm of mythology. They had all struggled on the road to the quadrant, looking for the Tao and Dharma that fit them. Seeking to establish myself in a place where my imagination extends, but after so many years, even if I now occupy a place on the god list, looking back on the road to the quadrant, although it is five hundred years old, I still have no clue.
On Zhantian Mountain.
After Jianjiu went up the mountain, only three days passed, and news came again. The legend became a reality. The four major gods announced to the heavens and placed the battlefield of myths in the place where the gods fell. Ten days later, another young mythology disrupted the five worlds. In Fang Tian Realm, the four major divine realms will punish him together.
"It's just that we avoided Tian Long Si. The four great gods didn't take my heaven seriously at all." Jiming was a little indignant.
"Dignity must be regained with one's own hands," Su Qinian said. "The place where the gods fell is the real battlefield."
Ji Ming was silent, then showed a solemn expression, and placed the mythical battlefield in the Land of God's Fall. There have been some strange voices these days, pointing out that in recent years, some people have seen the phantom of the God's Throne from a distance in the Land of God's Fall, but Unfortunately, it was just a flash in the pan and appeared in different regions. The four major gods probably wanted to get their hands on the unknown throne.
It is conceivable that not only this generation of young myths from the Five Directions Heaven Realm, but also many of the most powerful people on the God List will get involved, especially some of the top five hundred terrifying beings, including many who have established themselves in the field of myths in the past. The descendants of gods and the long lifespan of the supreme beings. After these epochs, the list of gods has been constantly changing. At least the supreme beings within ten epochs have gathered on the list of gods. They have suffered for many years just to become gods.
"Sometimes, the danger is not from the Land of God's Fall itself, but from the strong men of various races who enter the Land of God's Fall."
God Lord Tianmo arrived. Before Su Qinian left, he came to the top of Zhantian Mountain. He looked Su Qinian up and down and sighed: "Your Taoism is getting deeper and deeper day by day. I really don't know how you practice with such speed. , hard to find in ancient times.”
Su Qinian didn't want to explain too much, and Lord Tianmo didn't ask any more questions. He just said solemnly: "Perhaps because of the power of the Sky Monument, the fog of destiny on your body is very thick, and it is difficult to grasp the destiny trajectory related to you. This is your vitality. Wherever you are, it may also become your fate. Don’t underestimate the inheritance of any of the gods, especially the four major divine realms. Some gods possess extremely mysterious divine power of order. They may not have any means to leave some arrangements in the land where the gods fell... "
Lord Tianmo didn't say it directly, but Su Qinian understood clearly that as he continued to take action in the heaven and left traces, the various tribes, heavenly demons, and divine beast groups were increasingly afraid of him. In the heaven, because he was afraid of the old god King, the inheritance of the gods will not move lightly, and once they enter the land of the gods, they will most likely hunt him.
When the time comes... it may not just be Young Shinhwa.
After a pause, God Lord Tianmo looked at him deeply and said: "Come back alive, the old God King is waiting for you in Ziwei Palace."
Old God King!
Ji Ming was shocked. It had been a long time since the old god king showed any miracles. Even in the past thousand years, there had been many rumors in the heaven. They were saying that the old god king was difficult to recover from his injuries and would not have much longevity. Apart from the nine great gods, he was probably the one in the Tianshan Mountains. Lord, few people have seen the old God King since this era, and now he wants to summon Su Qinian. Although Ji Ming was shocked, he couldn't help but be a little envious.
It is a great life that transcends all rules and orders, and is the end point of the evolution of all life in this world. Even if you just observe its figure and Taoist charm, it is an opportunity that any practitioner in this world can only dream of.
The place where the gods fell is on an isolated island floating in the sky.
After the Lord Tianmo left, Su Qinian spent a day adjusting himself, and then his senior brother Luo Sheng opened a void passage. According to the void anchor given by the Lord Tianmo, he traveled across the realm. As for Ji Ming and even Bai Sheng and others , also wanted to go to the land of the gods to sharpen themselves and witness the battle of myths, but Su Qinian did not let them go together. What he might have to face next, being too close to him would be worse than being alone in the trance. The place of death is even more dangerous.
One day later, even with the way of the senior brother and now the great master of the formation, he encountered many dangers when he opened a void passage in the outer sky. If it weren't for Su Qinian's keen sense of consciousness and the extremely powerful supreme eternal war blood, Avoid it in advance. Once you fall into it, even the supreme creature will shed its skin even if it doesn't die.
Finally, they stepped out of the void and came to an isolated island floating in the mist.
Although it was said to be an isolated island, it was actually much larger than Su Qinian had imagined. The exposed white mist area seemed to be just a corner of the land. Even so, in Su Qinian's opinion, it was equivalent to half of the heaven.
The time there was distorted, and the void was like mist. Even if Su Qinian used his bright heart to reflect it, it was difficult to see a single plant or tree on the island. Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, in the heavens of his physical body, there was a death knife hanging high in the starry sky. , as if it sensed something, it made a faint chirping sound.
Tsk!
At the same time, a hole opened in the void not far away, and a slender figure stepped out. This was a young man with sword-like eyebrows, a hooked nose, and a gray battle suit, especially a pair of eyes that looked like It's sharper than the Heavenly Sword, and it's like two eternal black holes, trying to swallow up all the light in the world.
"Such pure dragon energy!" The visitor gently licked the corners of his lips, "It's been a long time since I tasted dragon blood."
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. He was treating him as blood food. He could sense dragon energy and be so unscrupulous. There was probably only one ethnic group in the heaven who dared to feed on dragon blood.
"Tianpeng tribe."
Su Qinian said calmly, and then he took action directly. The blood of the supreme eternal war soaked his arm. One of his hands was like five fingers holding up the sky, and the eternal war glory flowed between the palms of his fingers. The young man of the Peng tribe suddenly discovered in shock that day, up and down. At this moment, all directions were forcibly sealed off by an extremely powerful force. He was like a bird in a cage, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was even forced to transform into his original form. A pitch-black Tianpeng, only an inch tall at the moment, fell into Su Qi's body. Year palm.
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