The Five Classics of Mountains and Seas, during the war between gods and demons three thousand years ago, the Dongshan Classic of the Human Realm was sealed by the Dragon God with its supreme magic power and four sacred weapons, and it has long since faded out of people's sight. Except for a very few sects whose origins and histories contain records of the secrets of the whereabouts of the human world, most of the people in the immortal and demon worlds have long forgotten the location of the Dongshan Sutra.
After the war between gods and demons ended, the Zhongshan Sutra in the divine world also fell and disappeared. Now within the mountains and seas, there are only the Xishan Sutra and Nanshan Sutra where the fairy world is located, and the Beishan Sutra where the demon world is located.
Canghai Fajiu, at this moment, no matter in the sky or on the ground, all the people from the immortal and demon realms present were looking at the vast and bright scene in front of them.
Ling Taotao danced with the dragon, wielding his sword to the left and right, and killed as much as the man in front of him not far away. The two seemed to be of the same age, like teenagers arguing, both fighting with all their strength.
At this moment, many people in the immortal world have seen the Taoist whereabouts of the person who fought with Ling Taotao. Some people were surprised and said, "That person has Tai Chi in his hands and can use the Xuanhuang Bagua. Isn't this the Huangting Sutra of the Wuying Sect of the Nanshan Sutra?" "
"Yes, Ling Taotao's sea of fire was so huge that we couldn't see clearly before. Now he has divided the sea of fire into two, and what he is holding in his hand is undoubtedly the Tai Chi palm!" Someone agreed.
"Eh? That's not right. The Nanshan Jing Wuying Sect and we, the Xishan Jing, belong to the Immortal Realm. We should share the same hatred and deal with the demon world together. Why are they fighting with Tianhong Valley Ling Taotao?"
"It seems that just now the two of them soared out of the hair dove, but this person relied on the power of the Wuying Sect to fight against Ling Taotao for so long. He has never heard of the Wuying Sect coming out in these years. You have such a disciple.”
"Could it be that Xuanmu? Don't forget, he was the most outstanding disciple of the Wuying Sect back then, but he later defected to the demon world."
"That's not right. This person looks young. I've seen him look like a mysterious man on Kongmeng Island before. He looks nothing like an old man."
"Yes, I wonder if you have noticed that this person not only relies on the Taoism of the Wuying Sect to fight with Ling Taotao, but the iron sword at his feet seems to be connected with his mind. Although the Wuying Sect has removed the unique skills of this sect, The Heart Method Huangting Sutra is famous, but in today’s world, what makes the Nanshan Sutra Wuying Sect famous is that they are famous for refining various magic weapons.”
"Brother, are you saying that the iron sword at the man's feet is a top-quality fairy weapon refined by the Fog Shadow Sect?"
"No, it might be a superior artifact!"
The person in question looked up dully and looked above his head. It was vaguely visible that the iron sword under the person's feet was simple and unremarkable. Apart from its ability to control the wind and travel, it seemed to have no other highlights.
Just when I heard the person next to me saying that it was a high-quality artifact, I couldn't help but feel a little startled. Then I looked down at the white sword in my hand. It was bright and sharp, and seemed to be more beautiful than the iron sword. Quite a few. This sword was given to me by the elders in the sect because of a small meritorious service back then. Unfortunately, it could only be regarded as a medium-level spiritual weapon at most.
Now that I was lucky enough to see the artifact, I couldn't help but feel a little excited. This was the first time in my life that I had seen the artifact. I said nervously, "It's an artifact, it's really something that should not be underestimated!"
The people on the side were stunned when they heard the words, looked at him and said, "I just said it casually."
"???"
"Um... Fellow Taoist, please don't look at me like this. Isn't it rare to see Ling Taotao fighting with such full strength? I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere."
"Day! You can't get into the lively atmosphere by yourself!"
"Hey, that's wrong. If I were to get involved in the strange vision of heaven and earth caused by this kind of offensive, I'm afraid people would be gone before the atmosphere became lively. I can't do that."
The person who was fooled snorted coldly and was too lazy to respond. He looked at the sword in his hand again and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "A divine weapon? If that kind of thing is a divine weapon, wouldn't my yellow wheat be invincible in the world?"
A visitor took a look and saw that the white light received the sun and the moon, and it looked like it was floating in the air. There were only sand gulls in the sky and the earth.
Mo Guyuan suddenly stopped and stopped wielding his sword. The Xuanyuan under his feet rose up and flew to his right hand in an instant.
A white light pours down, like the Milky Way bursting its banks, the white light blooms, under the dim sky, it seems like an ancient divine light comes from the sky, shrouding it, and glowing.
The surface of the Xuanyuan Sword is still extremely dark, but there are many streams of light flowing out of it, surging incessantly. It was already several feet long, but after the white light passed by, it inexplicably extended a lot longer, and black wings spread out for no reason at the left and right sides of the sword hilt, which was extremely dazzling.
"One man is in charge!" Mo Guyuan swung his sword. This time the sword shadow seemed to be more fierce than the last time he used it in the sea. With just one sword, it had already set off thousands of waves, and the waves were turbulent.
Ling Taotao frowned and looked at the man in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "How did he do it? When the sword is sacrificed again, it will be another strange phenomenon!"
The sword energy is like a rainbow, the energy is frost-colored, the purple energy comes from the east, and it rises to ninety thousand.
"Damn it, it's... it's... it's really a magic weapon!"
"Hey...hey...hey, brother, how do I look at you? Is it...hot enough?"
Everyone in the entire Canghai Sea looked at the young man who raised his sword in amazement. Seeing the snow-white light of the sword and its overwhelming momentum, it was hard to imagine that this man actually possessed such terrifying sword energy. With just one glance, he could Everyone present was in an uproar.
"Such a strong sword energy, where did this kid come from?" Miao Keke squinted at each other and murmured.
"Uncle Ke Ke, his name is Mo Guyuan, he is Yu Nie's friend." Luo Kui said with a chuckle.
"Mo Guyuan? Yu Nie?" Miao Keke turned her head and said inexplicably.
"Yes, when you found me under the sea, Uncle Keke, the one in white was named Yu Nie."
"He and this kid are together?"
"yes."
"I see, this is a bit interesting." Miao Keke gently brushed her hair from her forehead and looked up again with bright eyes.
Behind him, Yan Shan looked at the two people on top, with a cold light inadvertently flowing out of his eyes. He looked at Mo Guyuan's figure rising up with a sword in hand, and secretly snorted, but the hands hidden in his sleeves were involuntarily holding on to death. Tightened up. Qingrong on the side seemed to be aware of it and glanced at him suspiciously, without going into details.
"Master, will Senior Brother Ling be alright?" Although Zi Pei didn't understand swordsmanship, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Mo Guyuan was probably showing off his skills at the bottom of the box, and he couldn't help but ask with some worry.
Lan Xuan looked at the scene in front of her in a daze. She saw the man holding a sword and bathing in the light. He was like a god. He seemed to see an overlapping shadow. She seemed to remember something from a long time ago, but for a moment she didn't hear what Zi Pei said. ask.
"Master?" Seeing Lan Xuan's dazed look, Zi Pei shouted again in a low voice.
Lan Xuan was unmoved, still staring blankly in front of her. Seeing that the master seemed to be fascinated, Zipei did not dare to interrupt rashly, so he could only tighten his hands and hold them in front of his chest, hoping that Ling Taotao could take the sword.
"Not only does this young man know the mental skills of the Wuying Sect, but he also has such high attainments in swordsmanship. Could it be that the Wuying Sect has been hiding from the world all these years so that we can't detect it?" Han Run, in the land of the demon world, frowned and asked in confusion.
"You want us not to know why he is able to shine on the sea today, and why he is fighting against Ling Taotao from Tianhong Valley in the fairy world?" Li Wenxuan shook his head and denied.
"This boy has such a strong sword energy. How can he use it without a certain amount of sword energy hidden in his belly? As the proud son of the younger generation, Ling Taotao, looking at the whole mountain and sea, how many of his peers can compete with him, but... Now that I have killed such a powerful person, it seems that I am really ignorant." Han Run said with a charming smile.
Li Wenxuan glanced at him and said coldly, "Ignorance and ignorance don't count. At most, they have long hair and short knowledge."
Han Run raised her beautiful eyes, and was about to curse a few words, but saw that the boy had already drawn the light of his sword and rushed towards Ling Taotao.
Ling Taotao stood far away on top of the fire dragon, looking at Mo Guyuan stepping up to the sky step by step with Bagua, the sword in his hand was dazzling, like embracing the white pillar holding up the sky, moving forward indomitably.
He pursed his lips tightly, looked at the figure so close at hand, let out a low gasp and roar, and saw Ling Taotao waving the Xuanhuo Jian in his hand, and in an instant all the sea of fire around him shrank back. The nine fire dragons began to circle around him. After a while, the temperature around Ling Taotao reached an extremely terrifying temperature.
Mo Guyuan looked intently, and saw that Ling Taotao had already placed some kind of barrier around him, and the scorching heat made his eyes sting. With the shrinkage of the sea of fire and the circling of the nine fire dragons, Ling Taotao seemed to be blocked in it at the moment. At first glance, it looked like a huge fireball rising in the sky, and Ling Taotao was suspended in it.
"Bahuang Strange Fire Formation, I didn't expect that he could even learn such a rare technique." Li Wenxuan looked at the formation performed by Ling Taotao below, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out.
Seeing that the high temperature was much worse than before, Mo Guyuan had no choice but to endure the pain in his heart and still stood up with his sword in hand. The two of them had been fighting all the way before, but due to the gap in cultivation, he had never been able to take the initiative to attack Ling Taotao, and had been constantly trying to resolve it. Even if he could throw out one or two moves during the gap, it was of no consequence to Ling Taotao.
If it hadn't been for the blessing of Nine Dragon Glazed Jade, it would have been difficult for him to last until now. Moreover, he felt strange in his heart before. He actually felt the call of Xuanyuan Sword for no reason, as if he had some kind of induction. Only then did Mo Guyuan bring up his true energy. He sacrificed Xuanyuan, hoping to defeat Ling Taotao in one go.
After Mo Guyuan reached a certain height, regardless of whether the fireball could block his sword move, he jumped forward, jumped high, raised the sword with both hands, and fell downwards.
The heaven and earth were turbulent, bursting into pieces, and the vast seas of water continued to erupt with overwhelming force. Those with weak cultivation levels were swayed far away by the strong wind and could not even open their eyes.
Mo Guyuan stepped down, letting the flames around him burn his body. At this moment, his eyes were red, he clenched his teeth, and refused to give in. He was bound to smash the fireball in front of him under his sword.
The white light was bright, and Mo Guyuan suddenly felt that his eyes were no longer a sea of hot scarlet. In the world of white light, he seemed to see the world of sword energy again, that man in black standing on the top of the sky, looking at The sky is filled with swords and rivers, hands behind hands are independent, and the whole body is silent.
Mo Guyuan still couldn't see his face clearly, but he heard the man speak slowly again.
A gentle and warm voice sounded in Mo Guyuan's ears again. This was the second time Mo Guyuan heard this person speak.
"The movement of heaven is strong, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement. When we draw our swords, we do not care about the opponent, nor do we care about winning or losing. Wherever the sword goes, it is where the heart is."
Mo Guyuan was in a trance, seeming to recall the first words that the man said in his mind for the first time: "A sword is not the enemy of ten thousand people, and the reputation of literature is everywhere. We practice swords, draw swords, understand swords, and transform swords. What is that?" "
Mo Guyuan narrowed his eyes and concentrated, and was about to make a move, but suddenly the Xuanyuan sword in his hand became extremely hot. Mo Guyuan was shocked, and his intuition told him that the Xuanyuan sword in his hand was like a ferocious beast that was about to escape the reins.
The strangeness of this moment clearly made him feel that he was back to the fighting scene with Yaozhu. That time the Xuanyuan Sword rose up on its own, as if it had its own independent consciousness, and even wanted to take away his body and soul on the spot.
A warm current rose up, and before Mo Guyuan understood what was happening, there were bursts of explosions in front of him, and the air wave was fierce, lifting his figure and swinging outward.
