The blood mist is vast and terrifying.
Sweeping throughout Xishu, the smell of blood was so oppressive that it made people despair.
Under the broken peak, Yang Ning stood in front of a bloody space and hesitated for a long time.
Yang Ning even seemed to find the scene in front of her very familiar. It seemed that I had already been there. Not only that, the bloody scene was like yesterday's dusk, full of ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Isn't the scene I saw on the mountaineering road half a year ago the space in front of me?
And Yang Ning even felt that the bloody lake he entered a month ago in order to detoxify was not the place where he was now.
Now that I think about it, the so-called secret realm was probably caused by the sword in front of me.
"Is this the killing sword?" Yang Ning said to himself, staring at the bloody sword in front of him.
The sword body floated in the air, and the sound of sword chants echoed in the bloody space, exuding a faint majesty.
"kill!"
The ancient aura is killing and shocking.
One person and one sword seemed to be looking at each other. The sword did not move, and Yang Ning also chose to stop moving forward.
Yang Ning's aura at this moment was more than twice as strong as when he first entered the sword tomb. Especially after being tempered by the sword, the aura of his whole body had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Having reached the realm of swordsmanship with the sword intention of a great master, he now has a faint intention of respecting his master.
However, Yang Ning did not force it. The state of respecting the master was not easy to achieve, especially since his current state was still at the peak of the Mountain Viewing state.
One person and one sword, everyone stared at each other for a long time. Finally, nearly half an hour later, the bloody sword seemed to float forward impatiently. Due to its slight movement, the whole space was filled with bloody phantoms, as if there was flowing blood everywhere. .
Yang Ning instantly felt that there was a faint force in his blood, pulling him.
Yang Ning couldn't help but raised her hand.
As if unconscious, just when Yang Ning's right hand was about to press the hilt of the sword, he suddenly stopped.
Because Yang Ning saw a fantasy, it was about what he had not seen before on the mountaineering road.
A flash of sword light seemed to sweep across the heavens, and the souls of the dead under the sword were like layers of air waves, shocking the whole world.
"ah……"
"ah……"
Screams echoed in Yang Ning's mind. A flash of sword light was like a ruthless harvester. One, two... millions of lives seemed worthless, all turned into blood mist all over the sky under the sword's edge.
The blood flow continued, gradually forming a lake of blood. Finally, in the changing light of the sword, a sword soaked in divine brilliance plunged into the lake of blood.
The sea of blood is rolling and boiling at the same time.
The sword entered the sea of blood, seemingly lawless.
And in places where you can see the depth of the blood sea, you can see that the blood sea is quickly disappearing.
And in the sky above the blood lake, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, making people palpitate, and all the pores shrank unconsciously.
In Yang Ning's eyes, she could hardly believe that a sword had washed away millions of lives with blood, and in the end it became a real blood sword because of its life blood.
"Slaying Sword? Is this how it was formed?"
Yang Ning felt that her throat was extremely dry.
Even if Yang Ning has the memory of two lives, and even stood at the top of the continent in his previous life, he can't help but be moved by it.
If he holds such a deadly sword in his hand, will he become bloodthirsty?
So Yang Ning's hand stopped.
Yang Ning hesitated. Although he longed for revenge, he was extremely eager, but Yang Ning did not want to go against his original intention. If he held such a sword in his hand, would he be more bloody than it?
Just when Yang Ning was hesitating, he suddenly saw a scene that made Yang Ning unbelievable.
As the blood sword continued to absorb the blood of the sea of blood, it seemed that some ancient taboo was broken.
A bloody road suddenly opened with no end in sight.
And on the bloody road, you can feel that countless geniuses and countless strong men are fighting for it.
An incredible scene.
A road that makes countless people throw their lives and blood. Some people even do anything to their relatives and friends just to get on this road.
"Come out with the killing sword and kill on the road!"
"Is this road the same road?" In it, Yang Ning seemed to see some mysterious power.
It's despairing, yet exciting.
"Lingshan Realm?"
Yang Ning couldn't believe it, because the surging power in it was the true peak power that countless people were crazy about.
"Is this true?" Yang Ning was moved.
Unconsciously, his hand got closer to the blood sword.
"Lingshan Realm." I have to say that Yang Ning was moved, because the ultimate power of Lingshan Realm is something that practitioners cannot refuse, even if Yang Ning has the memory of two lifetimes, he cannot refuse.
Cultivation is to go against heaven and fight against heaven. Although it is illusory, countless strong people are willing to throw their heads for it.
Otherwise, there would not have been the scene where Yang Ning went to the meeting alone, went up to the Two Realms Mountain alone, and faced the Seven Sons of Heaven.
Although Yang Ning did not see through the original conspiracy, the biggest root cause was not Yang Ning's desire for power.
Lingshan realm is said to be a realm where immortals can live as long as heaven. No one can resist such a temptation.
At this moment, Yang Ning felt this kind of power again. How could Yang Ning remain unmoved.
"Is it really related to Lingshan Realm?"
Yang Ning's hand touched the hilt of the sword.
It was very gentle to start with, and the picture that Yang Ning imagined did not appear.
But deep in Yang Ning's eyes, there was a tiny sword light.
After taking the sword, just when Yang Ning was suspicious, a sudden feeling of dizziness came to Yang Ning's heart.
Yang Ning's body softened as if it had no bones.
After that, Yang Ning lost his intuition.
Thousands of miles away, four figures, with blood stains on them, were galloping all the way. Because their backs were to the west, they did not feel the change in the sky. However, when the leader inadvertently looked back, he saw the bloody sword light piercing the sky. .
"It really exists..."
The Great Heavenly King wanted to die, so the eight brothers took action. Four of them did not return, and they did not even see the face of the legendary sword. The Great Heavenly King's heart was bleeding.
But at this moment, as the head of the Eight Heavenly Kings, he was powerless.
"Brother..." Lao Ba seemed to sense the change in the Great Heavenly King's mood.
"Go back quickly, the enemy's reinforcements have arrived, we have tried our best..."
Mahadeva stared at the western sky and could not return to his senses for a long time.
"But..." Lao Ba hesitated, followed the footsteps of the Great Heavenly King, turned his back to the sunset, and shuttled away.
"The killing sword comes out and kills the road."
"The great age is coming, I'm afraid I have to go back and make preparations..." The old Taoist got rid of the people chasing behind him and stood on a hilltop, staring at the western sky, the old god muttered.
"Master, what are you muttering about?"
"Huh? Oh!"
"It's okay." The old Taoist priest's expression changed instantly, as if he were turning over a book.
"Bad boy, did you just call me a smelly old Taoist?" The old Taoist priest seemed to recall the scene just now, and finally settled the old score.
Not far behind Lao Dao, on his back, there was a flag with four words written on it: a magical plan. Coupled with the embarrassing appearance of the two of them at the moment, it would be as funny as possible.
"Master, are you there?" The young man had already lifted his feet slightly, preparing to run away.
"There's none?"
"Definitely not. Master, you must have heard it wrong..."
"It's definitely those brats who yelled just now, definitely not me." The young man put his foot down gently. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body was already ready to go. If there was any change, he would run away in an instant.
"Isn't it true?" The old Taoist priest appeared in front of the young man as if by some strange mistake. If the young man followed the trend, the old Taoist priest would have already taken the first step in his next move.
"Master, it's really not me." The young man hurriedly explained, circling his hands and denying constantly. At the same time, his feet refused to obey his orders and kept retreating. Gradually, he turned around quickly and ran away in the opposite direction.
"I knew you had no good intentions."
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang in the sky.
Then the young man's horrific screams rang out.
"You kid, did you just curse my old Taoist to be beaten to death by these people?" The old Taoist priest seemed to be addicted to the pills and kept falling.
"Master, Master, there is absolutely, there is absolutely, there is absolutely, heaven and earth can learn from it..."
Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the young people below hurriedly hugged their heads.
"Look, I can't even stand the sky anymore. It seems that I really had this intention just now..."
The old Taoist priest was unreasonable and kept hammering.
But the young man is unable to express the pain in his heart. All ghosts know that you are so powerful that you can control the world. Especially because of the chance, the young man learned that this old Taoist priest was not only powerful, but also could control the general situation of this world. From then on, the young man became more comfortable in swearing, and even now he does it casually.
Just like just now, this bolt from the blue was definitely caused by the veteran.
Thinking of this, the young man wanted to die. His head was swollen, and a sarcoma visible to the naked eye continued to grow.
After a while of chasing, the two of them left two afterimages in the sunset, gradually moving away.
…
The bloody sword edge in the sky became more and more solemn, and in the distance, a figure came quickly, holding a mirror in its hand, which seemed to be affected by something. The mirror surface became more and more radiant under the setting sun.
"Interpretation of the mirror of creation?" King Ning stood on the flying boat and saw the figure flying from the sky. He recognized it at the first sight.
A few steps away, Wang Guqin and several disciples of the Beixuan Sword Sect were staring at the bottom of the broken peak, unable to take their eyes away.
Beixuan Sword Sect exists because of a sword, and at this moment, this sword is recognizing its owner. As members of Beixuan Sword Sect, how can they feel at peace.
Especially after experiencing such a catastrophe, it is even more obvious that there are only a few people left.
The visitor was Luoyi who had left Wuyin Mountain. He felt the resonance between the mirror of creation and the artifact of Beixuan Sword Sect. He paused in the air and stretched out his hand. The mirror of creation transformed into a barrier that divided the world, dividing the entire world. The world is divided into two.
At the same time, he saw the flying boat in the distance and hurriedly flew up.
"So it's you." Luoyi landed on the deck. Wang Zhuqin recognized Luoyi at the first sight. This was a talented disciple who became famous many years ago. However, due to unknown reasons, he seemed to have disappeared from the world. Now seeing that he was carrying the Mirror of Deduction, Wang Qinqin, as a strong man, quickly understood the relationship.
"I've met senior." Luo Yi saluted, and at the same time cupped his fists at Prince Ning to greet the prince.
"The artifact belongs to its owner, Mr. Luoyi, thank you very much for coming!" Wang Zhuqin was somewhat grateful that Wuyinshan could help.
"Senior, you're welcome. I'm here in Yinfeng Valley. I'm just doing my best." Luoyi is neither humble nor overbearing, and has a vague demeanor of everyone.
