The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 815 Daoxuan
Seeing Song Xing appear and block the blow of the Zhuxian Sword, the red light in Daoxuan's eyes grew brighter: "It's you!"

He has always had an inexplicable fear in his heart for the young Song Xing. When he killed the beast god, Song Xing's cultivation not only shocked the entire Zhengdao, but the most shocking one was Daoxuan.

No one knows better than him the price to pay to enter the Taiqing Realm.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible for thousands of years. Apart from Master Qingye, he was the only one who could step into the Taiqing Realm.

Especially after Xiao Yicai died in the battle, he almost instinctively put the greatest vigilance against Song Xing as his anger entered his body.

This was one of the reasons why he had just ignored Tian Buyi and attacked Tian Buyi.

Who would have known that at this critical moment, Song Xing, who had been in seclusion, would appear strangely in front of the ancestral hall and save Tian Buyi and others.

Song Xing blocked the light of the sword, looked at Dao Xuan and said: "Uncle Master, the vicious aura of the Zhuxian Sword has entered your body, breeding inner demons. At this moment, you should give up your cultivation as a ghost, and retreat in Huanyue Cave to eliminate the ruthless aura. Don’t make any more mistakes.”

Dao Xuan sneered, "Is Tian Buyi a hypocritical disciple? Don't think that when you step into Taiqing Realm, the next generation leader of Qingyun Sect will be you. No one in Qingyun Sect can disobey me!"

The moment the words fell, endless hostility surged toward Song Xing, seeming to swallow him up.

"Taoist cultivation pays attention to the word 'shun', 'comply with the destiny, but first cultivate yourself." Song Xing looked at Daoxuan who rushed towards him, shook his head, and continued: "Uncle, you are on the wrong path!"

As the words fell, Song Xing's body erupted with dazzling golden light. These golden lights were like chains, sealing off the surrounding space, preventing Dao Xuan from getting close at all.

But at this moment, Daoxuan suddenly felt as if his head was split, and the pain penetrated his bones.

How is this going?

Could it be that the Immortal Killing Sword has eroded his consciousness?
Daoxuan felt a strong sense of crisis rising from the soles of his feet. When he looked up, he saw a cold light rushing over from a distance.

This is a simple long sword, the whole body is dark golden, with a deep chill, and the aura it exudes makes people tremble with fear.

This sword is as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. It seems to be able to split mountains and rivers and cut off the sun and moon.

Daoxuan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and the red light in his eyes swayed. Although the sword struck by Song Xing had a different appearance, the core of the sword's intention was clearly the sword of Zhuxian!

He actually mastered the meaning of the Zhuxian Sword after only being exposed to it once?

Seeing Song Xing's sword coming before him, Daoxuan's body suddenly glowed with black light, and countless ghostly cries came out from within, with gloomy winds and shrill wails...

Song Xing's expression changed slightly, and the expressions of Tian Buyi and others around him changed even more. Hearing these ghostly cries made them feel very uncomfortable.

And this was just the beginning. The next moment, they suddenly felt that their limbs were stiff and unable to move, and even their souls began to gradually separate from their bodies.

Tian Buyi and others had horrified expressions on their faces. These ghostly cries were slowly eating away at his soul!

Uncle Zeng roared angrily and tried his best to use his skills to resist. However, these ghost cries seemed to be pervasive. More and more ghost cries penetrated his mind, making his thinking slow down and his soul power gradually weakening.

Song Xing sighed: "Uncle, are you still stubborn?"

Dao Xuan's eyes were blood red, and he stared at Song Xing closely, with a ferocious look on his lips: "Song Xing, so what if you understand the meaning of the Zhuxian Sword, the Zhuxian Sword is in my hand, and my cultivation level is higher than yours, I will only die. It will be you!”

Song Xing frowned, raised his right arm, condensed the sharp sword energy on his fingertips, and pointed at Dao Xuan's eyebrows: "Uncle, I forgive my nephew for being rude!" Dao Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, his cloudy eyes widening. There was a look of madness in his body, and a thick black mist surged out of his body. The black mist turned into hideous and terrifying evil ghost faces.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the clouds were thick, the sky was gloomy, and it seemed that a downpour was about to fall.

"Hahaha! I am Daoxuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect, how could I lose to an evil obstacle!" Daoxuan's maniacal laughter sounded. Above his head, black mist billowed, and the boundless vicious energy gathered together to form a A huge skull with flames jumping in its two scarlet eye sockets, exuding a bloodthirsty and cruel aura.

The appearance of this skull made everyone feel suffocated.

"Master, you are crazy!" Looking at the huge skull above Daoxuan's head, everyone felt their hearts trembling.

Song Xing's eyes condensed, and he waved his right hand, and the Ten Tiger Sword turned into a stream of light and shot out.

With a shocking explosion, the Ten Tiger Swords and the skull collided together. Infinite energy swept in all directions, and the ground shook violently.

Cracks spread quickly like spider webs, and in the blink of an eye, the entire ancestral hall collapsed.

A huge pit, as deep as a hundred feet.

Daoxuan spat out a mouthful of blood and backed up dozens of meters before regaining his footing.

Song Xing put away the long sword in his hand, looked at Daoxuan calmly, and said indifferently: "Uncle, you should admit defeat! Your strength has been severely injured by the beast god before. If we continue to fight, you are no match for me. "

Dao Xuan wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Song Xing bitterly. A hoarse voice came from his throat: "Don't even think about it!"

Song Xing shook his head, stretched out a finger, pointed at him and said, "In this case, my nephew will have no choice but to beat you until you admit defeat."

After finishing speaking, Song Xing took a step forward, and his entire figure disappeared. The next moment, a sword mark appeared out of thin air in the void, piercing Daoxuan's eyebrows.

Wherever the sword touched, the air seemed to freeze, making a hissing sound.

Daoxuan's reaction was also extremely sharp. He avoided this fatal blow with his wonderful steps.

All around him, gloomy black energy surged like clouds, and he didn't know how so much gloomy energy emerged in just a moment.

At this moment, the golden light above was like lightning, and the ten tigers were stabbing down with dazzling lights. However, the black energy below did not show any weakness. As if commanded by someone invisible, it condensed in front of Daoxuan from all sides, like a black wall blocking the front of the ten tigers.

At the same time, the Immortal Killing Sword in Daoxuan's hand was slashed out, and the sword energy, which was many times more terrifying than what he had faced against Zhan Tian Buyi and others before, surged out and collided with the brilliance of the Ten Tigers.

There was a loud bang, and the entire valley was shaking. Rocks were flying, and rocks were sweeping past. Everyone felt their chests were tight and almost breathless.

Daoxuan's sword energy finally blocked the offensive of the Ten Tigers' Glory, but the Glory of the Ten Tigers still did not dissipate. Instead, it condensed together in mid-air and turned into 650 rays of brilliance. Each ray of brilliance contained destructive power. power.

Three thousand 650 rays of light are combined together, like a real dragon, swimming in the void.

"Uncle, surrender, otherwise you will definitely perish here today." Song Xing's voice spread throughout the valley. He stood in the void with his hands behind his hands, looking down at Daoxuan, as if he was sure of victory.

(End of this chapter)