God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 869
The treasure house of the sword god, in the seal hall.

The Demon Sword Patriarch suddenly appeared, floating in mid-air, looking at the skinny old man on the pillar, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "After a long time, we meet again."

The sword-wielding patriarch looked up, without showing any expression on his face, only a moment of clarity appeared in his cloudy eyes: "You... are back."

"Yes. I'm back. It's been so long that I've forgotten the year and month." The Demon Sword Patriarch responded.

The ancestor holding the sword continued to speak slowly in a hoarse voice, as if he was talking to himself: "I thought you were just naughty, go out for a walk, and always come back every ten years. I thought that when you were tired from walking, They will stay in the tribe and will not leave. But after all, they did not wait until that day, and many robbers came, from the sky demon tribe, the human tribe, and the mermaid tribe... They burned, killed and looted in the tribe, and even killed each other. Fighting and fighting for the treasures passed down by the ancestors..."

"Shut up! The sword bearer of the temple should let me succeed, let me succeed, and those things won't happen!" The ancestor of the demon sword roared a little excitedly.

"You have never been a person who can calm down. You were a child, and you are still when you grow up. Although I don't want to admit it, I know in my heart that you attracted those powerful people from all races who came to compete for treasures." Sword Patriarch sighed leisurely.

"You don't know what happened at all! If I were to succeed the sword-bearer of the temple, those things would never have happened! The tribe would not perish!" the Demon Sword Patriarch roared sharply.

Ye Xuan and the others saw the Demon Sword Patriarch appearing and heard the conversation between him and the Sword-holding Patriarch, and immediately guessed who the old man who suddenly appeared was.

Among the crowd, Tan Taiqing is the one who knows the events of 7000 years ago the most.

The ancestor holding the sword shook his head and said: "No, when I was young, I didn't understand why the ancestors chose me to succeed the sword holding position. It took many years before I figured it out. If you can't calm down, you won't be in a The place stays for too long. And guarding the temple is the most boring and lonely, guarding for thousands of years, not thinking about it, not leaving half a step, it is too tormenting for you."

Demon Sword Patriarch couldn't get rid of the obsession in his heart, and said loudly: "Now that you are dead, you should pass it on to me!"

The ancestor holding the sword shook his head and said: "I can't pass it on, too many years have passed. I guarded the temple and cleaned every corner of the temple until my body became stiff and I couldn't walk anymore. People's lifespan will always be exhausted." , the soul will also be annihilated, I can only put the last obsession in the physical body. If you get it, come and smash my body..."

"...The current treasure house of the Sword God needs to be suppressed by a strong man. Those who can't win against me can't take anything away, and can't suppress anything."

The eyes of the Demon Sword Patriarch turned red, and he shouted: "After a lifetime, it is impossible for you to win every time, it should be my turn to win once!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled out a sword with monstrous flames from the void, rushed down and slashed at the sword-wielding ancestor.

The ancestor holding the sword slowly raised his right hand, and a flying sword flew up from under his feet, resisting the magic flame sword.

The two powers collided, and there was a stalemate.

Two old monsters that have existed for 7000 years across the long river of time are fighting again.

Every sword slash contains the law of swordsmanship, and the collision of domains does not seem to break the space and shatter the world, but it stirs up turbulent waves at the level of spirit and soul.

Ye Xuan, Tantai Qing and the others had to retreat outside the Sealing Hall to avoid the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two sides.

The fighting between the two sides is getting more and more intense.

Ye Xuan looked at it carefully, and felt the surging waves of sword principles colliding, which was a higher realm than the sword practice he had practiced.

It is a very lucky thing to be able to witness such a contest with one's own eyes. If one can feel something from it, it is a chance.

The battle between the ancestor of the sword and the ancestor of the demon sword became more and more fierce. At the same time, the field of kendo was opened, and the sword energy rolled up by the collision of the fields roared in the hall like a gust of wind.

Two people, two different domains of swordsmanship, one side is as still as water, and the other side is full of blood.

Just when the two sides were fighting the most intense time.

A coercion of the soul, like the prehistoric Sanskrit singing and the roar of gods and demons, gushed out from under the Hidden Sword Forest.

"Ah!" Feeling the coercion of the soul with a slightly lower cultivation base, the headache was splitting, and with a muffled grunt, he fell to the ground covering his ears, in excruciating pain.

Ye Xuan also felt this heavy coercion, and immediately started the Immortal Soul Chapter, shouting: "Quick! Pull people out of the hall!"

Those who are still able to move should immediately drag those who have fallen to the ground outside the hall, so that they can barely feel better.

After dragging everyone out of the hall, Ye Xuan had time to look back at the location where the coercion came from, and said with a frown, "This coercion is not from the two ancestors!"

Tan Taiqing also noticed this, frowned tightly, and said in a serious tone: "Maybe I'm going to rush out!"

As soon as the words fell, a coercion condensed into substance, turned into a huge demon palm, grabbed upwards from the position of the pillar, and grabbed the sword-wielding ancestor.

"That's it! The monster sealed in the sword god's treasury!" Seeing the coercion condensed into the palm of the god and demon, Ye Xuan immediately guessed that it was the sealed existence below who didn't dare to wait, and wanted to rush out.

Too many years have passed, and the seal has long since loosened.

In order to consolidate the seal, the ancestor holding the sword gathered all the hidden swords in the treasure house of the sword god into the seal hall, and used tens of thousands of hidden swords to suppress the monsters below, and finally even used his own dead body.

The palm of the demon god was caught, and the sword-wielding patriarch turned around and slashed out, cutting the palm of the demon god in half.

However, the palm of this demon god has condensed the power of thousands of years, and its power is unparalleled, as if it has life. After being split, it reunited again and continued to grab the sword-wielding ancestor.

For thousands of years, the sword-wielding ancestor stood on the pillar and suppressed the seal with his body.

After such a long time, the ancestor holding the sword has become the key to suppressing the seal. The monsters below are very aware of this. As long as the ancestor holding the sword is completely destroyed, nothing can stop him.

Just when the god demon palm was about to grab the sword-wielding ancestor, the demon sword ancestor suddenly rushed forward to block the front.

Bang!
The god demon grabbed the palm and crushed the body of the Demon Sword Patriarch in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor holding the sword couldn't express any more emotions in his dead body, so he said sadly, "Why are you doing this?"

The spirit of the Demon Sword Patriarch drifted away, and he replied: "This is to pay you back, I don't owe you anymore!"

Except for the ancestor holding the sword, no one understood what he meant by "still".

Two brothers, one family.Falling in love and killing each other, there is no turning back.

No matter what happened in the past, at the end of life, I just want to end all kindness and resentment.

Roar!
His majesty's demon failed to break the seal with one palm, and roared angrily, wanting to rush out of the seal.

The sword-wielding patriarch raised his hand and shot out sword energy, suppressing the demon again.

The roar in the seal gradually weakened and finally disappeared.

The sword-wielding patriarch fell back onto the pillar and returned to his original state, as if he had never moved.

(End of this chapter)