Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 452 Crossing the mountains, the East Pole is wild!
Put away his thoughts, no matter how many, now he and Langya Sword Palace can be said to have a deep hatred, once he finds a suitable excuse to attack, Duanchou will never believe that Langya Sword Palace will give up this rare opportunity and settle the cause and effect , to test the reality of Xuantianzong.

That being the case, whoever he offended!

"In general, the Tianyuan Sea Cracking Sword is divided into four styles." Duanchou sank into the sword art.

"The first form, Tianxu!"

"Second Form, Pulse Yuan!"

"The third form, crack the sea!"

"Fourth style, breaking wasteland!"

Duanchou looked at the introduction on the jade slip, and heaved a sigh of relief. This Tianyuan Sea Cracking Sword is connected in four moves, and the moves are connected. The latter move needs to be deduced from the previous move to reach the breaking point, with supreme power. It can break the sky and crack the sea.

"Fortunately, this Tang An sword formula has not been completed, so I can get the first two moves. Otherwise, even if I get the third and fourth moves, I can only stare blankly."

Duanchou's eyes were full of sword light, and his mind was immersed in it, and he began to deduce it carefully. After he became familiar with this supernatural power, he began to practice.

He has several sects of Dao Zang, with the strongest swordsmanship and the deepest comprehension. It is not difficult for him to practice a supernatural sword art.

"Xutian enters the sword, and the pulse draws Tibetan yuan!"

Duanchou circulated his spiritual power, changed the imprints in his hands, and realized supernatural powers. A sea-like artistic conception appeared in his mind, and the aura of heaven and earth oscillated, and flowed in his body with that artistic conception.

The four sword apertures vibrated loudly, the billowing sword energy was roaring like a torrent, and the intertwined appearance of glorious runes, under the urging of spiritual power, merged into the artistic conception.

"buzz"

In an instant, the runes were constructed, radiant and colorful, gathered in the world of Zifu, and transformed into miniature lightsabers on the Daoding golden elixir, like star trails, revolving around that radiant golden elixir endlessly, revealing A vast and stern sword intent.

In the cave, Duanchou exhales and inhales, and the brilliance of the aura on his body also fluctuates accordingly, sometimes expanding, sometimes shrinking, sometimes vast, sometimes silent, like a holy statue, shining on the world, not falling into demons.

Finally on the third day, the ground trembled, Duanchou suddenly opened his eyes, and two cold lights shot out, sharp and aggressive, like two divine swords, directly hitting the sky.

The aura of Duanchou gradually subsided, and the depths in his eyes were as deep as the sea and hidden sharpness. Although the supernatural powers were not complete at the beginning, they continued to work.

At this time, the spiritual power in his body turned into a sword, surging and sharp, like holding ten thousand swords, and his whole body revealed a sharp edge from the inside and outside.

"The Tianyuan Sea-Cracking Sword has lived up to its reputation. It really has its own uniqueness, and it has changed like this."

Duanchou looked surprised and sincerely admired.

Originally, the spiritual power in his body was strong and the sword energy was majestic. Although the two were the same, they were clearly separated. Reciprocal rotation, evolution mystery!
In this way, the power of the supernatural sword art is still second, and the changes caused by the spiritual power and sword energy in his body have increased his ability to continue fighting to a terrifying degree.

This point, even Duanchou was unexpected.

In other words, except for the real monks who have not crossed the thunder calamity and are not as good as the real monks in the realm of returning to the source, he is no longer under the real monks, whether it is supernatural powers, spells or spiritual power magic weapons.

"If I turn all the spiritual power and sword energy in my body into Guishui sword energy, and use the innate Guishui Gang sword to cast this Tianyuan Sea Cracking Sword, I don't know how powerful it will be!"

Duanchou's heart thumped, and the more he thought about it, the more he looked forward to it, and his eyes became brighter, but he didn't dare to try this trick.

Everything was over, Duanchou had no need to stay any longer, he glanced around the cave, he smiled lightly, waved his sleeves, and left in the air.

Behind him, the dust and smoke filled the air, and there was no sound. The entire cave was cracked and spread like a spider web. In an instant, it collapsed and shattered, filling up the inner Zhongfu acupoint, hiding all traces.

On the edge of the mountain range, there is an ancient mountain. It is only a hundred miles away from Daming Xiongcheng. For Duanchou, it only takes more than half an hour.

Shaking his head, at the beginning, he just thought of it for a while, and wanted to enter this notorious purgatory on earth within seven days, but he never thought about it, and in the blink of an eye, it took another one or two months, but he had already traversed the whole world. Lianyun Mountains.

Half an hour later, Duanchou walked out of the Lianyun Mountains and came to a vast plain. In the distance, the mountains were undulating, surrounded by fairy fog, and it was hard to distinguish. Ten miles away, there was a huge ancient city.

The morning sun was just rising, and there was a great glow, like silk ribbons hanging down on the earth. At this moment, the whole ancient city was shrouded in the glow, and the voices of people were buzzing, revealing a vigorous vitality.

Inadvertently, Duanchou looked at the whole body, and a layer of gray-black evil spirit condensed into a gauze at some point, and it became clearer after leaving the mountains.

Taking a deep breath, after staying in the Lianyun Mountains for just two months, when he came out at this time, Duanchou actually gave birth to an illusion as if he had passed away. It seemed that the breath on his body was a little rotten, revealing a A slight dead breath.

"Finally come out, go to the city to ask for a drink, and get rid of this bad luck!"

The rising sun was like fire, the sword energy burst out, and the condensed evil spirit on Duanchou was incinerated and shattered. Looking at the ancient city in the distance, he smiled lightly and moved forward.

The whole body of the ancient city is dark red, it looks like it was made of blood jade, or it looks like it was made of white jade soaked in blood. From a distance, it is full of majesty and majesty.

Duanchou's eyes fell, the mountains were continuous, majestic and majestic, shaped like a dragon, and this fairy city was located on the dragon's head, the blood jade smoked, like the angry eyes of a dragon, gazing at the magic land of the Lianyun Mountains in the far west Purgatory.

Tianhuang City!
The land of ten miles quickly disappeared, and in the end, Duanchou could only look up. This fairy city was as tall as a palace of heaven, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the city wall was full of clouds.

Four ladders hang down, leading to the four city gates, no monks go up against the sky, Duanchou saw some monks from afar, descending in front of the fairy city, climbed the ladders on foot, and walked up slowly.

Obviously, Tianhuang City, like Canghai City, has a large array of air-forbidden defenses and deterrents, and it is not allowed to walk through the air.

Like the monks who came and went, Duanchou stepped onto the ladder, and as soon as he landed, he felt a chilling aura.

Immortal City is very ancient, imprinted with the aura of endless years, on the crystal-like jade city gate, there are countless mottled marks, dark red and coagulated blood, showing a bit of ferocity.

The gate of the city was very high, a hundred feet long, like a hill, standing in front of the fairy city, even he couldn't help but feel a little palpitation.

"Master, is this Tianhuang City? It looks very ancient!"

At this moment, a group of Zongmen monks in Taoist robes stepped on the ladder and walked up slowly. Among them, some disciples couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)