At the peak of the sea of clouds, Emperor Chi was domineering and volleyed in the sky, looking coldly at those under his feet.
Who looked up at Cangya Xingke's sword and said with a smile: "The tyrant is arbitrary and has few plans. Although he has invincible courage, he is no more than a common man and cannot escape defeat. Does Emperor Chi still remember the defeat in the Wilderness of Zhuolu?"
"The past is still there, I will remember it in my heart. The same failure will not be made twice. Who is the sword? You are the master of the Xuanyuan twins. Between me and Emperor Xuanyuan, who do you choose? Remember, be careful with your answers!"
"Ha, I'm just a nobody, and I will be the next generation. Does my choice matter?"
"In just a few years, your cultivation has reached the peak of the human world, and you have been inherited by Laojun, Qiuzi, and Sakyamuni. You have the qualifications and the strength."
"My intention is only for the common people."
Emperor Chi was silent when he heard this, and his heart gradually became angry.
common people? What a heavy answer, what an identical answer! Who was the person who answered this question last time? Three religions? Bai Yunsheng?
The two looked at each other up and down. For a moment, no light moved at the peak of the cloud sea, only the clouds moved away, silently.
Suddenly, there was a howl of terror and endless grief.
"Ah...ah..."
But Jun Xuanyuan, who was standing beside him, was suffering from the pain of the Chi Emperor's bloodline being stripped away, and the pain of being separated from his soul. He was in uncontrollable pain, looking up to the sky and howling.
The man with the sword glanced at Emperor Chi, his movement skills changed instantly, and he rushed towards the bloodline between Jun Xuanyuan and Emperor Chi.
Queen Chi's hair was also coming, and she struck out with her palm. The swordsman had no choice but to turn back to respond, and was immediately repulsed. She then grabbed Jun Xuanyuan and retreated.
The blood of Emperor Chi was left behind at Emperor Chi's side.
Emperor Chi took a closer look and noticed something strange. He said: "Ha, fun, interesting soul, blended into my bloodline, creating a new miracle of life."
He waved his hand, and the majestic evil energy surged out, pouring into Emperor Chi's bloodline, and said: "Bloodline creation method, drink..."
Chi Huang's bloodline moved due to the law and gradually became a human form. However, due to half of Jun Xuanyuan's soul, it could not be condensed for a long time and was stuck at the last step.
On the other side, the swordsman poured the true essence into Jun Xuanyuan's body, helping him to return to his original state and heal his injuries. At the same time, he read: "The spirit is captured by the soul, the soul is the world, the earth, and the people, and the three souls return to the origin to connect the gods. The soul is seven, and the seven souls are unified into one. That’s why..."
It is the passage about nourishing the soul in "Sanqi Zhenling Gong" written by Yue Guanshan.
"San Qi Zhen Ling Gong" takes the third part of the soul and the seventh part of the soul. If you practice it to the deepest level, the soul will be indestructible and will be regenerated out of the body.
It is also immune to spiritual attacks such as illusions and charms.
The souls of the two separated Lords Xuanyuan, after hearing the sword, who taught the method, understood it in their hearts, and ran the method, gradually alleviating the pain of the soul separation, gradually stabilizing the injury, and became quiet and peaceful.
Such a profound method, it’s a pity that such talents cannot be used by just a few people!
The murderous intention in Emperor Chi's heart rose sharply, and he struck quickly with a powerful palm, starting the battle.
Whoever held the sword stood up in front of Jun Xuanyuan, turned his palm into yin and yang, released his strength first, and then took the move. The remaining strength entered his body, and he was slightly injured, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
But he didn't take a step back.
Chi Huang said: "Your answer is disgusting to me."
A long time ago, Bai Yunsheng went to Taimang to look for the wizard Qi. Emperor Chi asked him the same question, and Bai Yunsheng gave him the same answer as the sword.
Emperor Chi cherished his talents and believed in his words, but he could not bear to let the talents of the human race be wasted in internal fighting. After all, at that time, there were threats from orcs outside and demons lurking inside.
As a result, in the wilderness of Zhuolu, Emperor Chi and Emperor Xuanyuan were anxious, and Bai Yunsheng, riding a cloud, descended from the sky...
The swordsman said: "If Emperor Chi believes, I believe it. If you don't believe it, I can't do it."
"Then I'll beat you to death."
Talking at the same time, they fought for several rounds.
Chi Huang's moves were all ordinary, simple palms and punches, but the palms were heavy and the punches were heavy.
Who knows how to use the yin and yang of the sword to change infinitely? When the force is released, the force of heaven and earth can be used to fight against the fist and palm.
For a time, they were evenly matched.
But Dao Jian was distressed and wanted to avoid the fight, but Jun Xuanyuan was behind and could not retreat.
He is like an earthworm, fighting with the mountains and the earth, but the mountains and the earth remain motionless.
The fight continues.
Every time he took a move, he was injured. After dozens of moves, Swordsman's face turned blood red, his body was heavily injured, and he could no longer hold on. He raised his last energy and suddenly attacked with his life.
Emperor Chi noticed something strange and simply punched out without avoiding it.
"boom……"
When the two moves connected, the sword exploded and turned into purple gas that filled the sky. Its power was several times greater than before. Emperor Chi couldn't bear it and immediately took three steps back, showing his disadvantage.
"Jun Xuanyuan, my grandson, has come into my hands."
Emperor Chi took out his palm and turned it into a huge black palm, grabbing it towards Jun Xuanyuan.
Jun Xuanyuan was unable to move due to the method of cultivating his soul, and was immediately in danger.
………………
In the mid-air, three thousand white hairs danced wildly on the white clouds of the nine-day whale wave. They were extremely angry, extremely sad, and extremely hateful. They put away their fly whisks, raised their hands slightly, and were shocked to see the sky opening, and falling rays of rays of light, which condensed into swords and fell in front of them.
It is the Divine Sword of the Sea of Clouds: The Light of Heaven.
It is said that the glow of the sky intercepts the morning glow and sunset glow, uses the white clouds as the hub, and merges into a broken barrier of the sky. It was cast by the sages and lasted for hundreds of years.
The sky's rays of light shine out, and both heaven and earth lose their color.
Bai Yunsheng held his sword and swung it gently, and instantly the sky was filled with rays of light, heading straight towards Chi Zun Baqian Sheng.
Ba Qian Sheng hurriedly pulled away and retreated. At the same time, he pinched his sword fingers and responded to the call. More than a thousand red swords rushed from the sky to resist the glow of the sky.
But in the sea of clouds, there are more than a thousand red swords left fighting against the gods and figures of the sea of clouds. They are gradually losing ground and their demise is inevitable.
Bai Yunsheng waved two more swords and flipped his hand. The rays of light from the sky spread across the sky, scattered into rays of light and merged into the sea of clouds.
The rays of light in the sky symbolize the way of heaven, which must not be moved or released lightly.
Yaqian Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Honest people force honest people, and they don't leave a way to survive, so they can only risk their lives.
"The final form of Chiyue·Guigui, drink."
More than a thousand red swords rushed forward to welcome the rays of light, and there were two loud explosions, and the earth trembled.
This was a move of mutual destruction. The sword intention of the red sword exploded. Baqian Sheng's mind was agitated and he was severely injured again. He vomited several large mouthfuls of blood and his breath was low.
When Bai Yunsheng met again, he jumped up and pointed his whisk at the sky like a sword.
At the critical moment, a shocking explosion suddenly came from the peak of the sea of clouds. Baqian Sheng was full of desire to survive and said hurriedly: "Jun Xuanyuan's life is in danger. He is about to die. Come back quickly!"
Bai Yunsheng suddenly woke up and realized that there were two lights, black and white, flying to the top of the sea of clouds just now. They turned into light and rushed back, no longer paying attention to Baqian Sheng, even a light palm could kill him.
After escaping from death, Baqian Sheng panted wildly and said: My emperor, in order to save my life, I can only sell you.
At the same time, the God of Yunhai put aside the remaining more than a hundred red swords and looked at the peak of Yunhai. The Yunhai sword in his hand stretched out and struck down with one sword.
At the peak of the sea of clouds, General Chi was about to succeed, but he suddenly felt the strong wind coming from above. He looked up and saw a huge cloud sword coming, so he had to change his move. He caught the cloud sword with his big black hand, squeezed it gently, and the cloud sword shattered.
After a moment's delay, Bai Yunsheng arrived, and with anger, he launched his moves even harder. Bai Yun's palm struck with majestic force, and Emperor Chi raised his palm to respond.
Both palms fight against each other, each taking a few steps back.
At this moment, the purple energy gathered silently, and the sword appeared. He placed a palm on Emperor Chi's shoulder, and a huge force came from him, causing him to be pushed back.
Emperor Chi had already noticed it. He moved his shoulders and faced the enemy with his shoulders. Taking advantage of his palm force, he took a few steps back. The breath in his body was stagnant and he let out a muffled groan.
The Sword Who smiled and said: "Emperor Chi, two against one, who will kill whom now?"
Emperor Chi said: "It turns out to be a transformed form of purple energy. No wonder, let's see how much purple energy you can consume."
After that, the battle started again. Emperor Chi used both palms at the same time, one on two, and his momentum was like a rainbow.
The one with the sword stepped back and said, "Friend, please hold on for a while."
Bai Yunsheng came up to meet him. Although he had the advantage in realm, his fighting power was not strong. It was because Emperor Chi was too fierce. He became stronger with each fight and was worthy of the name of a tyrant.
The man with the sword came to Jun Xuanyuan, waved his sleeves, and swept him down to the peak of the sea of clouds. He sent a message: "Fellow Taoist, please protect my disciple."
At the foot of the peak of the sea of clouds, he bowed his head in the misty sky and waved his fly whisk to catch the fallen Jun Xuanyuan. His mind was spinning with thoughts, and the hand behind his back was clenched and unclenched several times. He said after a moment: "Fellow Taoist, please be patient. You will not lose anything." .”
The sword wanted to reach the bloodline of Emperor Chi. Emperor Chi moved his body and included him in the battle group. Then he swept the energy from behind and swept Emperor Chi's bloodline down to the peak of the sea of clouds. He was attacked by the Eight Thousand Shengs of Chizun who came with more than a hundred red swords. Catch it and turn into red light and go towards the ground.
"Don't leave." The sword struck Tianling, and a spiritual light emerged, chasing Baqian Sheng away.
At the peak of the sea of clouds, the battle became more and more intense. Bai Yunsheng, the nine-day whale wave, and the swordsman of Cangya Xingke, who joined forces to fight against Tai Mang Chihuang.
Although Emperor Chi was brave, he was still injured and gradually fell into defeat. He was still not afraid and laughed wildly: "Haha...hahaha...so happy, so happy."
He was originally a warlike person and had been sealed away for a long time. If it weren't for his poor condition, he would have lost all patience and started fighting.
Bai Yunsheng and Dao Jian looked at each other, secretly wiped the sweat from their foreheads and the blood from the corners of their mouths, gasped, and cursed in unison: "A madman, a madman."
On the ground, one chased and the other escaped.
Red Lord Eight Thousand Victories ran wildly, with swords and swords chasing after him.
Walking to a wilderness, I saw Hua Junbie Yunyi on the other side, his clothes stained with blood, running away in embarrassment. Behind him, Sanjiao Zihua, Taoist Liyuan, Zen Master Mingjue and others were chasing him.
Seeing the sword, Bie Yunyi's eyes flashed with light, and he called out: "Sword, save me."
