The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

"Ouch!" Just when Song Xing was horrified, there were bursts of sad howling sounds in the sky, and phantoms of skulls appeared on the surface of the True Sun.

This is the soul of the dead!

These skulls all look like ghastly evil spirits.

This Huangquan Road actually seems to have its own consciousness.

Suddenly, a harsh sound came out.

I saw a dark blade emerging from within the True Yang.

It was a giant dark blade a hundred feet long, surrounded by black mist and emitting a monstrous evil aura.

This giant blade slashed hard at Song Xing's head.

Song Xing suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his hair stood on end.

At this moment, a green sword light flew out from behind Song Xing.

Song Xing's whole body was surrounded by a faint cyan halo, as if an immortal had descended into the world.

With one slash of the sword, the giant blade of darkness shattered into pieces.

puff!

With a soft sound, the True Sun exploded, and countless black energy filled the air. Behind the broken Huangquan Road, a path leading to the unknown world was revealed, leading to the end of the boundless void.

It was an ancient and magnificent altar, made entirely of dark iron, with complex runes painted on it.

Those runes shimmered with dazzling light and seemed to contain the laws of the great road.

In the center of the altar, there is a dim shadow of a long sword, which is suppressed by countless laws.

As if feeling Song Xing's peek, the entire altar shook.

Immediately, all the runes on the altar glowed with dazzling light, and the sword shadow was more like a living creature, struggling violently.

Click click!

As the sword shadow struggled, the entire altar began to crack, and waves of extremely terrifying aura rose into the sky.

At the same time, the void around the altar also trembled.

Streams of black energy gush out like a tide, condense and form in the void, and rush toward the altar that is about to collapse.

The altar, which was originally in danger, was replenished by black energy, and instantly solidified again, and began to suppress the phantom of the long sword with a monstrous aura.

Rumble!
  Two completely different forces collided together, erupting into terrifying ripples of energy.

"What's going on? Why does the altar suppress the Zhuxian Sword Intent? Who set up this road to hell?" Looking at the changes in the altar, Song Xing's face showed doubts.

This altar was obviously built by a strong man, but it had a strange feeling about it.

That is, it seems to be just a tool, only obeying the orders of its master, without any thoughts of its own, and it has not even developed any intelligence. It only knows how to execute orders.

"This should be the method left behind by those who designed the Seal of the Immortal Sword. They may still be alive. Not only people from this world, but people from other worlds may also be watching here somewhere."

Song Xing murmured to himself.

Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, the surrounding void rippled again, and in the depths of the infinite void, vast and boundless clouds suddenly rolled up and formed whirlpools.

In the whirlpool, streaks of thunder tore through the void, and one could vaguely see that among the clouds, there seemed to be pairs of blood-red eyes, cold and ferocious, staring at the ancient altar. ˆ˜˜buzz~
  Finally, at this moment, the altar shook suddenly, and traces of blood seeped out from the shadow of the hundred-foot-long Zhuxian Sword.

"The terrifying Immortal Killing Sword Intention, even though it has been lost for so long, still makes people feel suffocated." The corners of Song Xing's mouth twitched a few times, and his face was as pale as paper.

The Zhuxian Sword Intent is too strong.

If there wasn't something weird about this altar, it might have been destroyed long ago.

Rumble!
  Suddenly there were huge roars, and the altar suddenly shook.

"No! This road to hell is going to be destroyed!" Song Xing's pupils suddenly shrank.

Sure enough, the runes on the altar became increasingly hot, and the shadow of the long sword gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared completely.

And at the moment when the phantom of the long sword was shattered, wisps of terrifying sword energy swept across the wasteland and swept towards the void.

"what……!"

Screams came one after another, and the blood-red eyes in the clouds were instantly smashed to pieces by strangulation, turning into a ball of blood mist, floating in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Huangquan Road began to collapse and fall apart.

Infinite black energy spread, and more tyrannical power fell from the void, directly suppressing the collapsed Huangquan Road. Even the Zhuxian sword energy that was about to dissipate was not pulled out of the void again with a strong force.

The sky collapsed, the sun and moon sank, and chaotic forces raged in the void.

Cracks spread across the void, and half of the entire Huangquan Road collapsed, but the altar became increasingly clear, suppressing the Zhuxian Sword Intent on the altar, making it impossible to escape or move.

And Huangquan Road is also recovering bit by bit.

Obviously, this kind of situation has happened countless times over the years. No matter how much Zhu Xian's sword power is tossed, he can't escape the suppression of the altar and Huangquan Road.

"Huh? There seems to be another universe deep in the void below the altar." Song Xing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly discovered that there were tombstones in the collapsed void.

Those tombstones are all polished with special materials. They are very hard and exude a cold atmosphere.

The tombstones are engraved with names, both male and female. Each tombstone has a trace of vicissitudes and ancient times.

And when Huangquan Road was about to be completely restored to perfection, when Song Xing looked at the Zhuxian Sword Intent that had become dim again, he seemed to be able to feel its unyielding will and the anger and fighting spirit that had been suppressed for countless years.

Song Xing suddenly stretched out his right hand, and his fingertips shot out streaks of golden light, shrouding the tombstones.

The tombstones seemed to have been summoned, and they all floated around the altar, forming a mysterious and unpredictable formation.

A series of obscure spells sounded from these tombstones.

These spells were so wonderful that they actually made the sword shadow on the altar become more and more condensed.

The altar seemed to be angered by Song Xing's behavior, and endless black energy surged out again, turning into a ferocious evil ghost, overwhelmingly rushing towards Song Xing.

Song Xing snorted coldly and punched out, crushing all the ghosts that came towards him. He stepped forward and walked into the altar.

"Suppress it." Song Xing shouted lowly, smacked his palm, and a bright golden light burst out, hitting the altar hard.

There was only a muffled sound, and a shocking sword chant suddenly resounded through the sky. A circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye spread, causing the altar to shake violently.

The inscriptions on the altar also began to change, releasing wisps of terrifying power, suppressing the Immortal Killing Sword Intent and preventing its resistance.

Song Xing had already taken one step forward and appeared above the altar. He summoned his Immortal Killing Sword Intent in his spiritual thoughts, floated faintly above the Huangquan Road, and slashed out with one sword! (End of chapter)