Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 185 The cauldron casts a sharp edge, and the sword is born!
On the top of Lingmiao Peak, on the slightly dilapidated main hall, the door was opened, and a sword light flew out, shining like a golden sun, and the grand hall seemed to sweep all over the world, three mountains and five mountains.

It was a golden ancient dragon-patterned sword. The four-foot sword burned golden flames, like the rising sun, creating a continuous vacuum ripple, passing through the void of hundreds of feet in an instant, and stepping on the green mountains and green lakes tens of miles away .

An invisible sharp air spread, and on the green lake, thousands of sword marks appeared on the lake, extending all the way to the shore, and the green mountains shook.

As if attracted by this sharpness, the Tianlin Sword in Duanchou's hand trembled and vibrated, humming continuously, something seemed to be touched in his heart, a faint golden sharpness appeared in his eyes, which soon disappeared, and appeared again after a few breaths. Transformed, and disappeared again.

"sing"

At this moment, an astonishing sound of sword chanting rose from the divine court, and the silent and deep sword apertures around the back turned again, and a ray of sharp edge was urged to move. Walking through the meridians of the whole body, it penetrates into the sea of ​​qi in the dantian at once, and gathers towards the Dao tripod on the spiritual platform.

There seemed to be a turbulent wave rising in the Purple Mansion. At this moment, Duanchou's eyes were calm, and countless insights flooded into his heart. He looked at the green lake dozens of miles away, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At some point, Lin Xiaoyuan had already approached her. She looked at Duanchou strangely and said, "Master, why do I feel that you are different from before?"

Taking a deep breath, Duanchou reached out and touched the little guy's head. He looked at the proud figure above the blue lake in the distance, and said with a smile, "It's really different."

"sing"

The world of Zifu seems to be chaotic and shattered, with thousands of sharp edges growing, Duanchou's mind is shaken, purple air is tumbling, setting off monstrous fog waves, a thin sword with a handle shatters the chaos, countercurrent in the turbulent waves, soaring to the sky, Like a river of swords, hanging above the Dao Ding.

The thin golden swords are higher than the other one by one, until the sword energy pierces the clouds and penetrates deep into the sky, condensing into a crystal divine sword, conceived on the Dao tripod, its sharpness is as condensed as the sky, and it will never die from ancient times.

The tripod casts the sharp edge, and the sword is born!
All of these are deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul. After fighting with Dao Lingxu, after using sword 23, he calmed down at this moment, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, which made Duanchou have a deeper understanding of the way of swordsmanship. comprehend.

Watching the battle at this time, Duanchou was aroused by its sharpness, and the nine-day Taoism in the body moved on its own. The sword energy vented like a river and poured directly into the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian.

But it was a blessing from heaven that allowed him to condense his own sword power silently. Although he did not make a breakthrough in his cultivation, he made great strides forward in the way of swordsmanship.

Throughout the ages, there were no more than five people who could condense the power of the sword in the Cauldron Transformation Realm, and they were the unstoppable evils of the eternity, but now, there was one more person to be added.

The world of Duanchou Zifu is full of turbulent winds and clouds, while the outside world is calm and breezy, everything is like moistening things silently, flat and invisible.

Dao Lingxu stood on the green mountain and blue lake. He was very sharp. He was dressed in a golden robe, and even his black hair was dyed with sharpness. Every strand of hair was sharp, like an ancient sword, could be cut The air, across the vastness, evolves into a vacuum world.

He was carrying an ancient sword with dragon patterns on his back, and the brilliant sword was burning on it. There were thousands of phantoms of swords revealing the vacuum. The ancient sword trembled, and there was a hidden sound of dragon chant. Dao Lingxu's eyes were clear, and he laughed loudly at this moment, his laughter was like thunder , two sharp auras appeared in his eyes, and two vacuum passages were opened in front of him, reaching the center of the lake.

As the Young Palace Master of Langya Sword Palace, Dao Lingxu is indeed a character, he is proud of nature, pointing to the beautiful shadow on the green hill in the distance, he said with a loud smile: "Destroying flowers with hot hands is not what I want, swords have no eyes, mirror the moon Daoist, be careful, don't kill souls for me!"

The dragon's voice rose, and the sword's edge was unsheathed.

The ancient dragon-patterned sword in his hand trembled, and the divine flames on the sword were scorching, manifesting a phantom image of a divine dragon, roaring and flying out of the golden sun divine flames, this is a huge sword force, almost piercing the vacuum, Not having the heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, he stabbed at Master Jingyue with a sword.

His figure is very slow, as if he is stepping on clouds, but he cannot avoid it, because the sword power has been blocked, and he manifests the image of a flying dragon.

A vacuum sword mark formed under his feet, and the water of the green lake split a huge sword mark. He flew along the sword mark and pointed his sword at Master Jingyue.

"Emperor Langya Sword, Zunlong! Dao Lingxu didn't hold back!"

"Langya Sword Palace lives up to its reputation!"

Hearing the conversation between Gu Lingxu and Daoxuan and the others, Duanchou couldn't help but twitch slightly.

He still remembers that when Dao Lingxu first confronted him, he was not even interested in drawing his sword, but now when he was fighting with Daoist Jingyue, he was the first to draw his sword, so cautious.

Does this mean that he is not as good as a woman?
Seeing this scene, Duanchou's face darkened slightly, because he was in a good mood because he concentrated his sword power, and he just had a little idea of ​​changing his mind about Dao Lingxu, but it was also wiped out in an instant.

Now, no matter how I look at it, I feel that this kid is not pleasing to the eye, no wonder he is Su Mo's fateful enemy, a natural villain BOSS, what a scumbag! !

If Dao Lingxu knew what Duanchou was thinking, he would be extremely speechless. As the head of the Shuiyun Peak of the Vast Immortal Sect, Dao Lingxu is also a long-established real powerhouse.Obviously you are narrow-minded! !
On top of the green hills, the edge of the sword is coming, the real person Jingyue stepped on the lotus and floated in the air, his clothes fluttered in the wind, and he said coldly: "It is rumored that the "Langya Emperor Sword" of Langya Sword Palace is unparalleled in sharpness, and it is the first of all swords in the sky. Jingyue, come and try the edge of this emperor sword!"

She stretched out her slender hands like jade, turned her palms, and there was already a long-handled round mirror in her hand. The mirror surface was as crystal clear as ice crystals, with rune seals on all sides, and spiritual beads embedded on the back, which were obscure and mysterious, full of spiritual light.

Taking out the Xuanshuang Ice Soul Mirror, Daoist Jingyue has no expression on his face, his mind is moving, the mirror is swaying, and the blue mirror light shines down, forming a big blue boat in front of him, with the blue lake under the ice lotus as the sea , the aura of the avenue condensed and did not disperse, and the blue divine light shone in all directions, rushing towards Dao Lingxu.

"Water Mirror Ice Soul God Ship!"

An icy air spread in the void, and the mysterious ice avenue transformed into the real person Jingyue's body. The mirror light shone down, and above the blue waves, a divine ship passed through, solidified for eternity.

The sword cuts the ship of God!
The edge of Dao Lingxu's ancient sword splashed, the vacuum sword marks swallowed, the dragon shadow on the sword body flourished, and the second dragon phantom instantly manifested. The divine ship was broken into pieces.

"Emperor Langya Sword, show your holiness!"

Duanchou's expression froze slightly, Feng Xu and the others were all moved, they knew exactly how powerful Jingyue's ice soul ship was.

However, Dao Lingxu had just released his second sword and shattered his magical powers. Compared with the previous battle in the palace, there was a more intuitive comparison at this time. They had a deeper judgment on Dao Lingxu's strength. Well-deserved reputation, unexpectedly domineering so far.

(End of this chapter)