The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

"Impossible, how can your sword block the Zhuxian Sword!!" Daoxuan's voice echoed over the ancestral hall.

The Zhuxian Sword is indeed extraordinary. It is the first of many magical weapons in the Qingyun Sect. It is so powerful that Daoxuan almost killed all the demons of the Demon Cult with this magical sword. During the crises of the Qingyun Sect in the past generations, the leader did not even need to bring out the Zhuxian Sword. He just used the Zhuxian Sword. The sword formation will kill all the enemies who will invade.

Therefore, in the hearts of Qingyun Sect disciples, the Zhuxian Sword is the most invincible magic weapon in the world.

Even in Daoxuan's heart, there is no exception.

So he never expected that when he took out the Zhuxian Sword, he still couldn't break the ordinary-looking magic weapon in Song Xing's hand.

Song Xing smiled faintly: "The Zhuxian Sword is indeed the most powerful magic weapon in the world. It's a pity that it doesn't belong to you. Master, your obsession is too deep and the evil spirit has entered your body. At this moment, you have deeply implanted the evil thoughts. After becoming a demon, you , it is impossible to control the Zhuxian Sword and exert its true strength."

At this moment, Daoxuan is no longer the model of righteousness that he was before, even if he died for the sake of the world.

The Zhuxian Sword in his hand is just a magical sword that is stronger than ordinary magic weapons, and cannot exert the full power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Daoxuan's body was shaking slightly, veins burst out on his arms, and his eyes were red. He seemed to be in a hysterical state, and he shouted: "Fart, the Zhuxian Sword is the most precious treasure of my Qingyun Sect, and I am the leader of the Qingyun Sect. The door, in my hands, is the strongest."

"Your evil thoughts are too deep." Song Xing shook his head and said, "Uncle, I'm offended."

He just stood there so casually, but he had a sense of power and awe in the wind, making people respect and fear him.

Daoxuan was in a trance, as if he had seen the junior brother he was most afraid of back then!

High-spirited and full of pride!
Golden lights appeared in front of his eyes, and with Song Xing's pointing, thousands of rays of light fell from the sky, crashing down like a meteor shower. Dao Xuan's figure disappeared instantly, and the place where he had just stood turned into a piece of dust.

In ancient times, Taoist Tongtian, the leader of Jiejiao Cult, had four fairy swords in his hands.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian are ancient divine weapons, Zhuxian, Killing Immortal, Trapping Immortal and Absolute Immortal. Each one possesses unpredictable power. According to legend, Taoist Tongtian even used these four swords to kill a saint!

Although Song Xing has never seen the real Four Zhuxian Swords, since he understood the Zhuxian Sword Intent in Qingyun Sect, he has integrated this extremely ferocious Zhuxian Sword Intent into the four illusory Zhuxian Swordsmanship when he visualized it in his mind. A trace of murderous intent among the four swords.

The killing intent that could crush the heavens and chop down the stars was cut from Song Xing's fingertips!

The void between Song Xing and Daoxuan was shattered inch by inch, and cracks visible to the naked eye appeared in the air, as if a mirror had been shattered.

Just when Daoxuan was sternly slashing out swords with the Immortal Killing Stone Sword, rushing into the endless void, trying to kill Song Xing through the void, Song Xing tapped his finger again, and the collapsed void suddenly solidified and returned to its original state. , as if nothing happened before.

The sword light struck by Daoxuan just disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Before Dao Xuan could be surprised, the void shook again, and endless waves fell from Song Xing's fingertips, hitting the Immortal Killing Sword held by Dao Xuan heavily.

Daoxuan only felt an overwhelming force coming in, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand flew away.

Song Xing's figure flashed and he was already next to the Zhuxian Sword, and he grabbed the Zhuxian Sword with his right hand.

"No...!" Daoxuan roared madly with anger and anger, and stretched out his left hand to grab Song Xing. He was extremely fast, but Song Xing was even faster.

The two palms collided together.

Daoxuan felt as if he was hit hard by a mountain in the chest. Blood spurted out and he flew back to his original position.

The Ancient Zhuxian Sword, which contained supreme magical power and was capable of destroying the heaven and the earth, fell from the hands of Master Daoxuan and fell to the ground like an ordinary long sword, broken from copper and iron.

The next second, Song Xingsurong slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Five fingers, close together!
"boom!"

It was like a thunder, suddenly exploding in the ears, tearing the entire sky apart, lightning flashing, wind and clouds rolling, the illusion of moonlight blooming in the sky, the colorful lights shining non-stop, converging into a huge light pillar, falling from the sky , shrouding Song Xing's figure.Streams of brilliance shot out from Song Xing's body, gathering into a beam of light and rushing into the sky.

Within the light pillar, Song Xing stood solemnly, his body shimmering with brilliance and exuding a terrifying aura.

"Ah, this is it? This is... this is..."

Everyone in the Qingyun Sect turned pale when they saw this strange scene, with expressions of horror on their faces.

"This is...! This..."

"This is the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Did the Zhuxian Sword actually recognize Song Xing?"

"how is this possible!"

Daoxuan stood up, looked at Song Xing in the light, and exclaimed in surprise, his face full of confusion and confusion.

Song Xing, he actually got the recognition of Zhuxian Ancient Sword?

"How is this possible? This... this is a treasure that only the master can control, and it was actually refined by Song Xing?" The old Taoist priest was lost in his thoughts and murmured.

"No...no, this is not true, it is impossible! Song Xing...he has clearly not reached that level yet, how could he forcibly wield the Immortal Killing Sword?"

"The Zhuxian Sword Formation, this is the image of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. This is true. The Zhuxian Sword has recognized its master."

"How could this be?"

Everyone in Qingyun Sect was shocked.

Daoxuan's face turned pale and he was trembling all over. Has the ancient sword of Zhuxian been refined?He had practiced hard for more than three hundred years, spent all his efforts and efforts, but in the end he still failed to get it, and instead let Song Xing take advantage?

"Song Xing, how did you do it?" Daoxuan asked, his voice trembling, obviously unable to accept this result.

Song Xing glanced at Daoxuan indifferently and said: "Uncle, if you want to be recognized by the Zhuxian Sword, you never rely solely on your cultivation."

Before he finished speaking, his body was filled with brilliance, and countless light pillars appeared out of thin air, penetrating the sky and shooting directly into the sky. Then a huge illusory figure appeared from the void.

The phantom was about a hundred feet high, and its entire body was made of brilliant silver light. It was surrounded by endless chaotic air currents. The vast aura swept across the eight wastelands, looking down at the world and across the universe, as if it were a master above the world and lording over all things.

As soon as this figure appeared, Daoxuan felt that he was as small as an ant, unable to be shaken at all, and even his soul was almost shattered, unable to resist.

A huge beam of light rose into the sky, like a giant dragon that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, leaping out with a bang.

After galloping for nine days, the wind and rain came, the wind roared, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the mountains all bowed their heads, and the magic weapons and weapons in the hands of Tian Buyi and others began to tremble slightly on their own.

That dazzling and spectacular light pillar, reaching into the sky and the earth, is unparalleled!
This is the real weapon spirit of Zhuxian Ancient Sword!
Dao Xuan's heart was filled with fear. He knew that if this ancient sword really awakened, even he at the peak of the Taiqing realm would not be able to compete with it!

Song Xing's eyes were filled with light as he stared at the bright and dazzling beam of light. There was no disturbance in his heart, as if he had expected it!
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his other hand and pressed it on the light pillar.

"boom!"

The sky suddenly darkened.

The stars in the sky suddenly dimmed, and countless galaxies fell down, turning into billions of galactic waterfalls, submerging the entire space in front of the ancestral hall. All the light and color were swallowed up, leaving only a mass of darkness!