The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 264 Immortal Sword (for Subscription)

Rumble boom!

At this moment, water from the Yellow River came up from the sky, forming a dazzling torrent.

Those are tens of millions of sword lights, rushing down along the Xinghe Jianzong, like a real flood, rushing away, never to return.

Along the way, all the rocks, vegetation, ghost fog, dark wind, and army of ghosts encountered were all smashed into powder.

This is the 'Wanchuan Returning to the Sea Formation', one of the strongest formations of Galaxy Sword Sect, with unparalleled lethality.

Even if it's a fairy in the head, if you suffer such a blow, you will be disabled if you don't die.

Of course, no matter how many benefits it has, it can't cover up its only and biggest shortcoming--it's impossible to use it in a conventional way because it consumes too much energy.

Not to mention that now, this torrent of sword energy has become a rootless duckweed.

After only a few breaths, the mountain protection formation that enveloped the Xinghe Sword Sect completely lost its effect, and the spiritual light flickering all over the sky suddenly flickered on and off, like a little firework, and it drifted like smoke between breaths.

This scene is very beautiful, but for Xinghe Jianzong, it is a fatal blow.

The time goes back to a few years ago, when Mo Chengjun was somewhat famous, he was once kidnapped by a disciple of Butian.

I won't talk about the specific process. What really made Xinghe Jianzong grieve is actually one point - how did the blue bat overhaul come in?
Where did he get the confidence to feel that after they successfully kidnapped, they could go out safely?
Yes, this is the problem that has troubled several palace masters for many years, which means that there must be loopholes in the Xinghe Jianzong's mountain protection formation that they don't know about.

However, over the years, they have deployed countless waves of manpower, overhauled and overhauled the mountain protection array many times, but there has been no result!

But now, everything is revealed.

Not earth veins, but water veins!

It is an underground water vein that is densely covered deep in the ground and extends in all directions, controlled by a certain existence.

Last time, the overhaul of the blue bat sneaked into Xinghe Jianzong through the water vein, and left through the water vein after preparing to tie Mo Chengjun.

But this time, the riots in the dark river veins directly caused changes in the ground veins.

Perhaps this kind of change is not strong, and the so-called "shaking of the earth" may only shake a little bit.

However, if the mountain guard formation is regarded as a precise machine, even if the gears and bearings are slightly deformed, the result of operation will be different.

Just like now, the momentum of the 'Wanchuan Returning to the Sea Array' is so magnificent, but it is only a flash in the pan, and then dissipates in the world.

Then, the silence began to pervade...

Yes, when the aftermath gradually dissipated, there was actually a long period of silence.

The army of ghosts was a little scared by the 'Wanchuan Returning to the Sea Formation'.

It was so cruel, really, in the blink of an eye, the teammates in front were gone, silently, no matter what strength or cultivation level, they all disappeared like smoke, just thinking about it made my calves tremble.

They are ghosts, but they are not immune to death!

And Xinghe Jianzong is also a little confused, the good mountain protection formation is gone?

They are still doing psychological construction, so they have to face the Netherland Ghost Army face to face?
Is this too fast?

But this was the first time Butian disciples and Xinghe Jianzong fought against each other, there was no back and forth attack and defense, and there was no mutual testing.

It's just that the two sides made strange moves everywhere, and then the bayonet became popular.

However, this silence is destined not to last long.

I don't know which ghost army was the first to sound the drum.

Boom!
Just one sound, not too loud, but it caused a chain reaction.

Boom boom boom!
The drums are getting more and more dense, like the heartbeat of a giant beast.

The silent battlefield instantly became noisy, and the screams and rushing sounds of the rustling ghosts brought the world to life in an instant.

"kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

Elder Li from the outer gate was the first to rush out. He roared hysterically, but he didn't know whether it was excitement or fear. At this moment, his sword intent was the most vivid interpretation of no regrets, and he only went forward bravely.

As he rushed closer, he saw all kinds of strange ghosts.

Some are as fat as a ball, some have a big belly, some have long tongues, some have blue-faced fangs, some are covered in blood, some are several feet tall, some have several arms...

Although they are different in height, short, fat and thin, they form uneven teams, which is not at all compatible with mighty and majestic.

But the almost identical ghost clothes with the word "pawn" and the wafting ghostly ghostly aura made them look terrifying.

Within a hundred steps, Elder Li of the outer sect threw out the talisman seal in his hand without hesitation. In an instant, earth, fire, feng shui directly blasted out potholes, and then there were all kinds of disposable magic weapons. Another piece went out.

Until there was nothing else left, he finally combined his body with the sword and turned into a dragon that seemed to rise from the sky, strangling all kinds of ghosts with unparalleled sharpness.

To put it bluntly, this was his pinnacle battle. He broke out with all his combat power, and the moment of glory even made the ghost army on this side of the battlefield avoid it.

But after all, he was just a foundation-building swordsman. After a short period of glory, his magic power was not sustained, and his speed was a little slower.

As a result, he was bound around the waist by a long-haired ghost, swallowed his arm by a starving ghost, and then more evil ghosts pounced on him and ate him up.

Before he died, the only thing he did was to turn his head hard and look in the direction of Xinghe Jianzong.

Looking at the familiar mountains and palaces, he didn't have much fear of death, instead he showed a faint smile.

In a short period of time, one person kills out, there are hundreds of ghost-killing soldiers, and one ghost general, who deserves to die.

So, he was satisfied!

……

He was not the first sword cultivator to die in battle, and naturally he would not be the last.

In fact, the first wave of personnel arranged by Galaxy Sword Sect was obtained on a voluntary basis, and they were all people who fought to the death.

When they came up, they were not prepared to go back alive, and they were trying their best to start this battle.

And the purpose of the arrangement of several Palace Masters is to hit the morale of the ghost soldiers.

Yes, the evil ghost army also has morale, and they are also afraid of death, and even more afraid of being scattered.

Undoubtedly, this wave of suicide attacks caused the evil ghost army to hesitate for such a short time. The ferocious ghost soldiers were a little frightened when they saw a sword repairer who was more ferocious than them.

Although the ghost king roared again, pushing the evil ghost army forward, but in this vacancy, the second wave of Xinghe Jianzong personnel came out again.

Yes, even if it is guarding the sect, sword repairers don't like the complete 'defending the city' style of play, they directly kill them.

The sword arrays were used as sites, and they began to strangle the evil ghost army.

At this time, if one looked down from a high altitude, one could find that the black evil ghost army and the dazzling sword repair formation began to collide.

Both sides are pouring into each other's territory, and then intertwined, chaotic, there is me in you, and you in me.

This seems to be a black and white war, anxious and fierce!
However, this kind of anxiety is not what some beings like. After the mocking wind hiding in the dark gave an order, Yan Luo immediately issued an order.

As a result, there was a uniform roar from the Eastern Evil Ghost Army, and the figure that was like the Nine Nether Hell was low and terrifying, with an aura that made people tremble all over.

"Beast eater!"

"Beast eater!"

"Beast eater!"

In the mist of ghosts, a ghost king as big as a mountain and as fat as a pig floated out, with a horn on the top of his head and a single eye, standing between his brows, and a monster that seemed to be sewn together under his body.

This one, one of the eighteen ghost kings, the beast-eating ghost king!
As soon as he appeared, he stretched out his big hand and patted it down.

As a result, a sky-filled ghost claw was sunken in the sky filled with ghostly mist, and it also slapped a hundred-man sword formation with one palm.

Star River Sword Sect.

Before the five palace lords could move, several auras rose from the depths of the sword mountain, and a one-armed blind old sword repairman took a step ahead and rushed away.

He laughed out loud, his voice was so loud that it shook the world: "This is mine, old guys, don't grab it from me!"

"Hahahaha, we can fight again, come on, ghost king, ghost king, let's fight to the death again, either you die or I live!"

Then, like a shooting star, he tore through the sky, smashed the big hand that covered the sky, and was not satisfied, so he went straight into the army of evil spirits and fought with the king of beasts and ghosts.

Boom boom boom!
After only a moment, countless scars were opened on that side of the world, and the anger of the Beast Eater Ghost King came from afar.

This one, in terms of the aura he displayed, was actually not inferior to several Palace Masters.

Yes, everyone knows that the seven palace masters of Xinghe Jianzong are all Yangshen Sword Masters, but no one said that Xinghe Jianzong only has these seven Yangshen Daxiu.

This one, regardless of his old age and frailty, his life is not long, but everyone knows that injured beasts are the most dangerous.

And this is not the last one, just a moment later, another ghost king stepped into the battlefield.

He has a figure similar to that of a human, with muscular muscles and red skin. Under his body is a blood-colored tiger, holding a mace.

One of the Eighteen Ghost Kings, Blood Tiger Ghost King.

And what he faced was a half-disabled swordsman.

He was dressed in white and held a folding fan. He looked suave and suave when he was young, but his body was broken at the waist, missing the lower half.

His words were also elegant, and when he was in the air, he whispered to several palace masters: "Then I will go first!"

"Send it to Mister!"

The five palace lords all bowed and saluted.

Thus, the half-disabled sword repairer spat out the flying sword, enveloping him and turning into a blood-colored sword light that shattered the sky.

He looked elegant, but the sword was the most violent, like a volcanic eruption, blazing and fierce.

The two sides fought like mortal warriors, the weapons collided, sparks flew everywhere, and they refused to give up.

After that, there are the Scattering Ghost King, the Flying Body Ghost King, the Lightning Ghost King, the Spike Ghost King, the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King, the Stone-Bearing Ghost King, the Lord Consumer Ghost King, the Lord Disaster Ghost King, the Staple Eater Ghost King...

Eighteen ghost kings attacked one after another, and a total of seven Yangshen sword masters walked out of the dark sword mountain.

They are all old and incomplete, and they are remnants of the previous era, but they have the strength to kill and ruthlessly stop the seven ghost kings, fighting endlessly.

Then in the Hall of Enlightenment, the three elders all took action to meet the enemy.

They don't have a strong sense of presence in the sect, and they basically hide from the world, but in terms of strength, they have all reached the Yangshen realm, and their combat power is complete, and their killing power is astonishing.

Each of them blocked two ghost kings, and thus went to six more.

It wasn't until the No. 14 ghost kings made their move that Qingcang Sword Master Deng Bolu used his Yuanshen to control the sword, turned into a rainbow and left, circled in mid-air, and surrounded the two ghost kings.

After that, Wuhui Sword Master Fan Tiande blocked the last two ghost kings.

As for the Killing Sword Venerable Dong Hongwu, he stopped the Supreme Dao Sect's Divine Wind Immortal with one sword.

Hua Ye, the sword master of Tianhen, only used one sword, splitting two spreading cracks of nothingness, and combined Buddha Wuliang of Wanfu Temple and Taiyue Martial Saint Yan Wuji in one place.

Naturally, the two of them couldn't say how much trust they had, but at this moment, they were really working together, fearing that one of them would be beheaded accidentally.

Fortunately, Sword Master Tianhen didn't know that Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao died in their hands, otherwise they would never be so relaxed now.

As for the Sword Master of Four Seasons, Shen Jinxiu, she still stood at the same place, she didn't move, but the small flying sword in her hand was bobbing up and down.

The battle between heaven and earth has started in this area, there are countless sword cultivators and ghosts fighting desperately, but there is also the high-gong Daxiu who hides from a distance and looks on indifferently.

For example, Xiaofeng and Yan Luo, for example, the two immortals of the Sword Talisman Sect, and for example, the three demon immortals from the northwest...

But when they saw the small flying sword, they all restrained their breath silently, and restrained themselves very hard, as if they were afraid of being targeted.

They, too, should be afraid!

Because, this is the natal flying sword of the Xinghe Patriarch.

That's right, Patriarch Xinghe has long been nirvana, but no one said that his natal flying sword cannot be left behind.

Moreover, he was instilled with all the immortal powers of the ancestor Xinghe before his death. Before his power was exhausted, few monks were willing to face his sharpness.

Even if it is a fairy!

Celestial Sword and Stars!

That's his name, sounds nice, doesn't it?
But I don't know how many demons, ghosts, immortals and great powers have all fallen under this sword edge. During the years when Xinghe Patriarch was alive, he really achieved one person with one sword, and he can run rampant in the world without anything else.

At this moment, no matter how thoughtful someone is, they would have to tremble three times when they saw this sword.

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at the same time.

In Yunjian City, the private school also welcomed a guest.

This is a man wearing a black Kowloon gown with two winding horns on his head.

When he came striding forward, it seemed that the heaven and the earth were surrendering to him. A wave of coercion made the mortals in the city roll their eyes without even realizing it, and passed out.

And when he came to the gate of the private school, after seeing the old master who was so busy, he finally said: "I heard that the old master wants to meet the Lord of Mending the Sky, so here I come!"

"You are the master of mending the sky?"

The old master looked him up and down, his eyes lingered on the gown and dragon horns for a moment, and finally spit out two words: "Dragon?"

"Mr. Zhongshan Long has met the old master. Of course, with your strength, you can call me by my real name, Zhulong."

The middle-aged man had a good attitude and seemed to be in a good mood, he said: "The old master won't invite me in for a sit-down, I'm a guest from afar, so there should be a cup of tea, right?
This Yunjian City in the Great Barren Mountain is also a well-known hometown of tea. I have never tasted it, which is really a pity! "

The old master laughed angrily at him: "A wicked guest comes here, intending to destroy my immortal sect, slaughter my disciples, and even want to drink my tea, are you too shameless?"

"Then if I wish to solve the doubts in Master's heart, can I drink this tea?"

The old master narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking, he turned sideways slowly, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "If Lord Long is willing to come into my courtyard, so what if I offer you a cup of tea?"

This courtyard is the proper home field of the sword field that the old master has been running for an unknown number of years.

And his invitation is equivalent to inviting the king into the urn.

But this Dragon Lord stepped inside without the slightest hesitation.

　This chapter finally fills in a hole left a long time ago, and it is considered complete!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)