Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 828 Sixteen Sword Immortals, Xuantian Prestige!
"Five Lin Tiangang?"

Luo Jianping's eyes flickered, he keenly caught the key point, and asked a question repeatedly.

Bai Ling did not doubt that he was there, and lightly tapped the fox's head and said: "Xuantianzong is the orthodoxy created by Tianlin Jianzun, who was transformed into a feather in ancient times. His disciples are all sword cultivators. Soul of the sword, cultivating the innate yin and yang and five elements of the sword, breaking the universe, and beheading immortals and gods."

"In ancient times, the Xuantian Sect was at its peak. There were sixteen sword immortals under the sect, all of whom were at the peak of Nirvana, approaching the Four Great Sacred Lands, far from being comparable to the ten sects of immortals today."

"Those lunatics, in order to retrieve the remains of the Holy Emperor, did not hesitate to break into the Lanchuan Continent, killing wantonly, and killing us all the way to Qingqiu Mountain."

At this point, Bai Ling's body trembled slightly, and the entire bright and charming phoenix eyes showed unconcealable fear.

At her age, she hadn't been able to personally experience the ancient times, but many pictures and memories were deeply imprinted in her blood lineage, and she couldn't forget them even if she wanted to.

That's why she was so terrified.

Luo Jianping looked solemn. Although he already knew the ending and the people from Xuantianzong did not bring back the Saint Emperor's Immortal Body, he still couldn't help asking: "What was the result? All the people from Xuantianzong died in Qingqiu Mountain?"

Hearing this, Bai Ling trembled again, her pupils constricted and trembled, and those scenes deep in her memory seemed to reappear in front of her eyes one after another. She shook her head in pain, and after a long time, she calmed down, and said bitterly:

"No, on the contrary, none of them died. In that battle, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the sun and the stars moved, and the destructive sword formations enveloped and suppressed the entire Qingqiu Mountain. The sky was filled with sword energy and blood flowed. Formed into a river, countless corpses floated, dyed the green hills red, and even the purple moon in the sky was as scarlet as blood on that day."

"They are only 16 people, but they are like devils from hell, killing all the way, without sleep, millions of monsters, wherever they pass, wave after wave of siege, they are all killed by them again and again, Throwing away helmets and armor, and ruining lives, even demon gods with Nirvana cultivation base and the same realm will be beheaded and killed, and it is difficult to compete."

"My ten demon god elders in Qingqiu Mountain relied on the support of the Lingshan formation, but they only lasted for a day before they were all slaughtered. My fox clan sisters and millions of compatriots, no matter old or weak, women or children, are all like weeds in the mountains , the wheat waves in the field, mourning and trembling under the sword, but anyone who resists will be cut by the merciless sword."

"hiss"

Hearing this, even Luo Jianping was shocked, and couldn't help taking a breath. Although there were various rumors, he had already thought Xuantianzong very strongly, but he never expected that this sect was in its heyday in ancient times. It would be so powerful that just the sixteen Nirvana Sword Immortals under his sect killed the entire Lanchuan Continent with blood flowing into rivers, unstoppable, and even Qingqiu Mountain, where ten demon gods sit in town, trembled and wailed under its sharpness, Almost genocide.

Changing places, Luo Jianping asked himself that even in his previous life, in his heyday, he would not be a match for any one of the Sixteen Sword Immortals of Xuantianzong.

It's hard to imagine how strong the founder of Kaipai, Sword Master Tianlin, is on top of the sixteen sword fairies.

"Since that's the case, why didn't they bring the Holy Emperor back? Isn't the body of the Holy Emperor really in your Qingqiu Mountain? How did your fox clan survive?"

Although it was inappropriate to ask such a question, Luo Jianping was suspicious and attracted by this ancient mystery, so he couldn't help asking.

Bai Ling was immersed in the past at this moment, with a sad face that aroused pity, but he didn't care about it, just shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice:
"There are rumors in the world that the Holy Emperor was brought back by our Fox Clan and buried with the Holy Empress of Qingqiu, but I don't know whether the remains of the Holy Emperor are in Qingqiu Mountain. At least, we have never heard of it now. Perhaps, It's simply your human race's unwarranted rumors, an excuse to attack our Yaozu and Qingqiu."

At the end of the conversation, there was also a trace of hatred and resentment in Bai Ling's eyes. Xu noticed that Luo Jianping's expression was a little unnatural, so he consciously changed the subject and continued:
"That retreat was because Qingqiu Mountain was turned upside down. However, they did not find the so-called remains of the Holy Emperor. It is meaningless to stay any longer."

"Because their teacher Zun Tianlin Jianzun is fighting the demon emperor, and they are alone to contain the three feathered demon saints of our demon clan. They cannot last long. Therefore, after they learned that the demon clan was approaching and were about to move, they first In time, he gave up searching and went back to Sword Master Tianlin to ensure that his teacher is safe and sound."

"Speaking of which, the reason why our Qingqiu Fox Clan was able to survive that catastrophe and continue to this day is thanks to the support of the Demon Clan, the Xuantian Sect did not kill them all."

When he said this, Bai Ling didn't look like a fox, but rather a woman. With tears in his smile, he laughed at himself.

All kinds of sorrow, fear, and resentment in his words are contained in tears and condensed in the wind, which makes people feel sad, pity, and shudder.

Luo Jianping was silent. After a few words, he couldn't calm down for a long time. Now, as long as he thought of Xuantianzong's identity as Duanchou, the invisible pressure would rush towards his face like a roaring tsunami, pressing on his heart. Let him suffocate.

Only now did he truly understand why Duanchou dared to be so unscrupulous, while those immortal sects of the Taoist sect and the holy land of the dynasty did not dare to do anything to him directly.

All because Duanchou is the suzerain of Xuantian Sect, and behind him is a mysterious, ancient, and unshakable behemoth.

"But if Xuantianzong is really so terrible, then why did not a single strong disciple appear in the later generations when the world was unknown and the monsters were in trouble. What is the reason that Xuantianzong, which was so prosperous in ancient times, finally chose Going to live in seclusion?”

Luo Jianping frowned, he was full of doubts and puzzled.

At this time, Bai Ling seemed to have calmed down from his sorrowful emotions. Thinking of the question Luo Jianping asked at the beginning, and then thinking of that person, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, opened his eyes wide, and said in a bad way:

"Jianping, you are so polite to ask this, you don't mean to say that your enemy is Xuantianzong?"

"no!"

There was a little silence, and when Bai Ling was extremely disturbed, a faint voice and a short answer immediately made her feel relieved.

If she could, she was willing to stop in her memory, and she would never want to provoke those lunatics in this life, but the latter's next sentence almost scared her out of her wits.

"That person's name is Duanchou, and his cultivation level is hard to say, but he should be no worse than an ordinary true emperor of the holy realm. This time he collected five elements of true energy at the auction, he should be practicing, the innate yin and yang five elements sword as you mentioned just now. "

"Well, besides, his identity seems to be the current Xuantianzong, the suzerain."

"Pfft!"

Hearing this, a certain fox couldn't hold on any longer, but rolled his eyes, passed out neatly, and fell directly from the jade seat with a thud.

(End of this chapter)