Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 388: Twelve Knives of Suspension!

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not good!

The Taoist platform was facing east, and some guardians and elders of the peaks changed their colors. Longhushan, the real Zhenglei, really went too far. Facing a junior in practice, he had to use his full strength.

With this person's method, even if it is only the first step of the first-class Hunyuan Realm, it may be difficult for an ordinary third-step master to resist.

However, the several masters accompanying Longhushan all showed solemn expressions. If it weren't for the younger generation of Longhushan, no one would be their opponents. Since surrendering his identity, today's battle, no matter what the outcome is, the reputation of Master Zheng Lei will be damaged in the Jianghu martial arts world.

Rumble!

The silver electric sword moved, and the silver sword gang of tens of feet crushed the vacuum, and there was the sound of thunder rolling, and it even passed directly into Su Qinian's ancestral orifice courtyard, with a taste of destroying the soul.

This is the "Nine Skys Leading the Thunder Sword" by Zhenren Zhenglei. The thunder moves in the sky and destroys people's hearts. The sword is as powerful as thunder and shakes the soul.

It's hard to imagine how domineering, fierce and majestic this sword is, like heaven's might coming down to the world, like heaven's punishment.

Longhushan's "Nine Heavens Leading the Thunder Sword", in the hands of this real Zhenglei, finally showed its true majesty.

When this sword came out, the faces of all the powers in the four directions changed. It was difficult for a first-class master to look directly at it. This sword was not only difficult to fight, but also in danger of falling.

"retreat!"

This is the east of the Taoist platform, and Xiandingfeng Jingmiao yelled violently. Up to now, he has nothing to say about this little fairy, but he never thinks that he has the power to take over the sword of Zhenren Zhenglei. The usual first-class Hunyuan-level duel showed a crushing trend.

After all, he is a high-ranking person on the Yuanshen list. Even if his cultivation is suppressed and sealed, his vision and martial arts experience are far from comparable to those of ordinary young people.

However, at this time, against this sword, Su Qinian made a move.

The bright knife slashed backwards, and in an instant, the land with a radius of hundreds of feet turned into darkness.

The sudden change was beyond everyone's imagination. Even the top souls of various sects and aristocratic families showed signs of astonishment, and their eyes became serious.

The darkness permeated and devoured everything. Master Zheng Lei fell into it with a sword, and the light suddenly dimmed, showing a sign of collapse.

Ok?

Master Zheng Lei, who had regained his youthful appearance, raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he was at the peak of his energy and blood, and his energy and energy were blazing. "Jiuxiao Yinlei Sword" has evolved to an extreme in the first step in the Hunyuan Realm.

cut!

He let out a shout, and the clanging of the sword sounded like thunder, trying to dispel the darkness.

In an instant, the sword light was shining, the silver lightning exploded, and the thunder and fire surged, almost burning through the darkness in front of him.

However, with the blazing sword light and turbulent thunder and fire, the darkness became deeper and deeper, as if the most unfathomable abyss swallowed up all the brilliance.

"Is this... still the source of light?"

"How can there be such a dark knife?"

"Is this the Qingyang Peak Life Saving Saber?"

Numerous sects and masters of aristocratic families showed doubts, which was completely opposite to what they felt before, and it was difficult for everyone to accept.

But the next moment, some people showed signs of shock, starting with the top primordial figures of various sects and aristocratic families, followed by many first-class figures under the primordial spirit, and finally everyone under the first-class.

In the darkness, there was a faint void, crying in the rain of blood, countless human races prostrate on the ground, screaming from the mountains and tsunami, but no sound could be heard, but from the shape of the mouths of the people, everyone knew that it was calling for two words .

Emperor!

Crying in the rain of blood, the human race called out the name of the emperor, many people suddenly changed their expressions, thinking of something, what manifested in this darkness was clearly the dark period recorded in the ancient history.

But the dark years are too chaotic, even the records in the ancient history are not complete, like the death of the emperor in battle, although there are records in the ancient history, how can it compare with the scene in front of you to shock people's hearts.

How is this going!

How could that little fairy outline the dark years when he drew his sword?

This is simply unimaginable to the extreme, there is a tragic sword coming out of the darkness, and in the corner of the darkness, the iron hooves of the monster race broke through the land of the human race, countless people lay dead, starving and dying everywhere, bones formed mountains, blood flowed into rivers, and hundreds of rivers Return to the sea of ​​blood.

At this time, a figure appeared on the bloody dark ground. It was a young man holding a long knife in his hand, formed like rays of light.

Little fairy, Su Qinian!

This scene seems to have become an eternal picture scroll. In the dark years, Su Qinian drew his sword, and the light of the sword was like a torch, illuminating the darkness and the future since the dark years.

In an instant, Zhen Lei felt an infinite sense of crisis.

Before he could make a move, he saw a ray of knife light in the darkness, like an eternal lamp, illuminating the past, present, and future.

This is the third source of light that Su Qinian comprehended is mysterious. It was born after many years of suffering after returning from the Dragon Tomb, until he comprehended the Red Dust Seal and the reincarnation of ten lives.

If we say that the first mystery of the origin of light is eternity, the light is boundless, and eternity illuminates the void, the second mystery is freedom, eternal light, eternal freedom, ever-changing!

Then the third kind of light origin is mysterious, it is darkness!

Where there is light, there is darkness. Originally, the two opposite origins are completely different, but they also exist in each other's origin, becoming a kind of mystery and inseparable.

With the birth of this third kind of light and mystery, Su Qinian felt that his comprehension of the origin of light was the real entry into the room.

Darkness exists to set off the preciousness of light, and light exists to set off the depth of darkness.

Where there is light, there is darkness!

It's a pity that the source of darkness is too vast, and it is not inferior to the source of light. However, this source is too weird. Although Su Qinian comprehends the mystery of darkness in the source of light, he is not sure how to reverse it to understand the darkness. The original source inevitably gave birth to greater ominousness.

Even so, as soon as this third kind of dark mystery was born, Su Qinian comprehended the following Twelve Swords of Life.

With this knife, there is darkness in the light, and light is ignited in the darkness!

scoff!

The silver sword that belonged to Master Zhenglei was cut into pieces like a torn silk, and the light of the sword was reversed, and the silver electric sword was also unstoppable, being split into two.

boom!

Afterwards, a terrifying aura bloomed that made the surroundings tremble, which was the majestic aura belonging to the primordial figure.

The light of the knife shattered and the darkness was expelled. Su Qi stood tall and said indifferently: "Master, let me go."

Master Zhenglei's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, he took a deep look at the young man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Please ask Su Fengzhu, this is the first time to save your life."

"Twelve knives."

Twelve knives!Already twelve knives!

Daoist Zhenglei took a deep breath, saved his life twenty-one swords, and has the power to reverse the primordial spirit. This has been circulated in many martial arts sects and aristocratic families in the Jianghu. , not in the official history, but in the secret history.

There are only eight knives left!

True Master Zhenglei thought that this young man was only at the peak of the second-rate, and there was still a very long way to go before he could prove the Dao Yuanshen. , I am afraid that the lost legend will reappear.

Now, it's only the twelfth knife. Master Zhenglei reckons that an ordinary master of the third step of Hunyuan Realm may be hard to resist, and the fourth step may be able to barely suppress this young man.

This was extremely terrifying, and a thought suddenly came to Zhenzheng Lei's heart. This young man might have a chance to break through the boundless and unpredictable holy ban.

As far as the human race is concerned, there are two kinds of taboo fields, one is ordinary and ordinary taboos, which fight against the first-class with a non-first-class body, and the other is the holy taboo, which is comparable to the force of a saint in his youth. In the monster race, such a young master , is called the Son of God.

For the holy son of the monster race, and even the holy ban of the human race, there is only one measure, and that is to use the body of Hunyuan to defeat the primordial spirit.

……

The four sides of the Daotai were silent, and it was only after a few breaths that there was gradually a sound.

Because Master Zhenglei of Longhu Mountain was defeated, he had to unseat his cultivation base at the last moment and unleash his primordial energy, otherwise he would probably encounter unexpected events, even if this one, as a big figure on the primordial list, proclaimed himself a cultivator in the Primordial Realm In the first step, he still lost to this little Wudang Immortal.

Twelve swords off!

This knife is imprinted into the minds of almost everyone, such a knife that lights up the light from the darkness, after the initial darkness, it is magnificent to the extreme, and it is also tragic, domineering, and fierce to the extreme.

"Twenty-one slashes against the primordial spirit, and twelve slashes, halfway through."

"Sword of Death, Sword of Light, Dao of Light, Source of Light! Sure enough, the name is well-deserved."

"The tenth Feng Family Knife Monument, if it wasn't for the first-class level, I'm afraid most of them can be among the top three."

……

Quite a number of famous elders and strong men opened their mouths, revealing the color of thinking. From this point of view, the rise of Wudang Qingyang Peak is already unstoppable.

The only regrettable thing is that this young man looks like he is full of vicissitudes and old age, his life energy has started to dry up ahead of time, and he doesn't know how long he can last.

"Su Feng's swordsmanship is outstanding, and Longhushan congratulates Qingyang Peak on its re-establishment."

When Master Zheng Lei spoke again, his physical appearance changed again, his energy and energy were blocked, and he turned into the old man with a thin figure and gray hair again.

"Master Zheng Lei, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Peak Master Su."

Looking at Su Qinian for the last time, Master Zhenglei regained his composure and sighed in his heart. It's a pity that that little celestial master in Longhushan, if he can get through this catastrophe, can go further, if he can't, It will become a heart block, and sooner or later it will lead to a catastrophe.

Seeing Longhushan and his party take their seats, Su Qinian also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, Zhu Zhenguo Dazong, Longhushan and his party finally calmed down. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! Well, everyone can read the book reviews on the top, take a look at the details of the event, and participate when the time comes. If you answer correctly, you will get a red envelope.)

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