At the beginning of the sage cultivation base, the empress became an ex-wife

Chapter 109 Death Knell Apocalypse, Saint Falls

The ancient meaning is pervasive, and the sword intent is desolate.

Xu Ze slowly raised his hand, holding the holy sword high in his hand.

The Tianwei that emerged because of him suddenly disappeared.Even his own sacred power suddenly subsided.

The disappearance of the two made Xu Ze look like an ordinary person.But the ancient feeling around him is getting stronger and stronger.

Xu Ze slowly slashed out with a sword, and whispered softly:

"Wang Gu."

Words fall, swords fall.

The seemingly simple and unpretentious sword contains a kind of supreme power, which freezes the whole world at this moment.

The jade seal pressed down in the sky suddenly stopped.

Whether it is the ancestor of Qiankun or the virtual image of the saint behind him, they were also taken aback suddenly, as if struck by lightning.

At the moment when the sword fell, the ancestor of Qiankun saw a picture.

on the screen.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

Born with nine days, the avenue manifests itself.

There are birds of prey that cover the sky soaring in the sky, and there are beasts like mountains that poke their heads out of the sea.

There are monks who travel over mountains and seas, and there are also monks who pluck the stars and embrace the moon.

The desolate atmosphere filled the world, and everything seemed eternal, ancient and vicissitudes.

"This is...ancient?" Qiankun Sacred Ancestor was astonished.

It is said that only the Great Emperor can see through the ancient secrets.Only Emperor Zong and Xianmen can get a glimpse of the mystery of "ancient".

But at this moment, he actually saw "Ancient"?
Before he came back to his senses, the ancestor of Qiankun was taken aback again.

Because just looking at that "ancient" one, he himself was soaked in the breath of the ancient times.

Obviously he didn't even touch Xu Ze's sword, but there was a pain that seemed to cut off his soul, not only his body began to be swallowed by this "ancient meaning", but also his vitality gradually disappeared.

boom--

The picture in front of him shattered, and the thoughts of the ancestor of Qiankun returned to reality.

He looked forward.

I don't know when, the emerald white jade seal that was pressed down by Xu Ze had lost its original color and became dull and cracked.

The jade seal was also impregnated with antiquity, decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into dust all over the sky and collapsed.

Immediately, the Holy Emperor Qiankun looked at himself again.

The antiquity also permeated his body.

Affected by it, his already old face became even older.

His skin began to collapse into numerous tan blotches.

The white hair fell off his head by itself, and his body seemed to be drained dry, becoming thinner and thinner until it became bony.

His waist began to bend, and his cloudy old eyes were full of panic and fear.

"You actually succeeded in learning the ancient sword art of Jianyuan? With the help of the 'ancient meaning', my lifespan was exhausted, and it withered like the flowers and plants?" The ancestor of Qiankun couldn't believe it.

He knew that Xu Ze had appeared in Jianyuan before, and he also knew that with Xu Ze's identity as a sword master, he had a great probability of mastering the ancient sword way of Jianyuan.

But he didn't expect it!

It was so fast!

It only took ten years for Xu Ze to master the ancient sword art that even the female sword emperor would need a hundred years to master!

The reason why the ancient techniques and sword styles are strong is that apart from some special effects, they can also allow the masters to glimpse the power of the ancient world and the power of the great way!Thus arousing the "ancient meaning"!
In ancient times, the heavens and the earth were intact, and the avenues were complete, which is far from what it is today.

So it is.

Even the saint who is in charge of this world, if he does not have enough background, it is difficult to resist the power of the ancients!

If he is eroded by the ancient ideas, he will die in a short period of time like him!
Sensing that the passage of vitality had come to an end, the Holy Emperor Qiankun suddenly turned his head and looked at Qian Yun's location.

He has a secret method, as long as he pays enough price, he can forcibly take the life of others.

He has never used this kind of secret method before, because the saint has a long life span, so it is unnecessary.

But now!He doesn't want to die!

So he had no choice but to make up his own heir's idea!Count on using Qianyun's lifespan to prolong your own life!

In this regard, the ancestor of Qiankun did not have the slightest psychological burden.

After all, he has practiced for more than ten thousand years, and he has already been hard-hearted!

Just like Qianyun once gave up his daughter, thinking that as long as he doesn't die, everything can be pushed back!
Can……

The moment he cast his gaze away, the pupils of Qiankun Shengzu shrank slightly.

Qian Yun is already dead.

Because he couldn't bear Xu Ze's ancient sword, Qian Yun's vitality had already been cut off, and his holy body decayed and withered, and finally turned into a pile of yellow sand.

"Do not!!"

The only hope was shattered, and the holy ancestor of Qiankun was about to burst into tears.

He doesn't believe it!

I can't believe that this person who has been sanctified for less than a hundred years can be so strong!He is so strong that even if he forcibly improves his cultivation, and tries his best, he is still invincible!
So strong that just one sword can kill two saints!

But no matter how unbelievable he felt, the fact was before his eyes.

At the moment of life and death, the eyes of Qiankun Shengzu were full of viciousness.

Knowing that he was doomed, he stepped forward tremblingly, his body shining brightly, and the virtual image of the saint behind him also showed signs of cracking.

At this moment, the strong holy power that belonged to him resurfaced.

Shengwei did not spread out, but gathered in his holy body, as if something was brewing.

The overflowing breath alone distorted the surrounding space.

Xu Ze understood that the ancestor of Qiankun was planning to blow himself up.

Detonate the holy body and drag him to be buried with him!
But Xu Ze did not take any action on this.

He put away the holy sword in his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and just quietly watched the holy ancestor of Qiankun walking towards him.

Step by step.

Getting closer.

And just when the holy ancestor of Qiankun smiled ferociously, as if he wanted to say or do something.

Suddenly, the ancient intention completely exploded!
The body of Qiankun Shengzu stagnated, his body quickly dried up and withered, his body cracked into soil, and his flesh and blood turned into yellow sand.

Finally dissipated in gusts of wind.

Completely fallen!

You can't even blow yourself up!
at the same time.

The sky trembled, and thunder struck on a sunny day.

The sound of thunder reverberated across the nine provinces, the sound was dull and mournful, like a death knell.

Nine clouds and white clouds gather on their own, and the white clouds open up, like silk dancing in the sky, looking at its appearance, it is like a funeral banner.

This is, Holy Meteor!
Xu Ze watched all this helplessly, with a calm expression.

Suddenly!

Two beams of white light poured down from above, which happened to be reflected on the place where Qianyun and the ancestor of Qiankun fell.

Immediately, two strands of mysterious aura emerged from the irradiated ground, and the aura surged up along with the white light, and finally disappeared into the sky, melting between the heaven and the earth.

This is, heaven and earth care.

When the saint falls, the heaven and earth that belonged to the saint will naturally be taken back by the heaven and the earth.

But just after everything calmed down, Xu Ze's pupils shrank slightly.

because he saw...

Holy Mountain!

I saw that far away in the sky, surrounded by streamers, a majestic and thick illusory mountain was floating among the clouds!

The holy mountain is illusory, seemingly out of reach.But with Xu Ze's eyesight, he could tell at a glance!

The Holy Mountain is coming!

Although the rate of decline is extremely slow, it is indeed falling!

This also proves that the Holy Mountain is about to open!
At this moment, after a thousand years, the road to holiness will start again!
"Strange, according to the memory of my last life, the opening time of the holy mountain is a hundred years later."

"But now."

"Looking at the descending speed of this holy mountain, it will descend completely in more than ten years at the latest!"

"Could it be that the fall of the saint will hasten the descent of the holy mountain?"

Xu Ze guessed.

In his last life, his cultivation was not enough to understand these things, but in this life, with the improvement of his cultivation, he also noticed many strange things.

And such a scene naturally attracted the attention of many saints.

Soon, the sage's voice of communication resounded all over Kyushu.

"Is this Sheng Yun?"

"The death knell apocalypse, the holy mountain reappears, and there are indeed saints who have fallen."

"Not only that, but two saints have fallen at once!"

"Looking at its direction, it seems to be Qiankun State?"

"Who can kill the two saints of heaven and earth?"

"Could it be that she really came back? She wants to step on the corpse of the saint again, and then go on the emperor's road?"

"A catastrophe is about to happen."

"..."

(End of this chapter)