Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

When the war was raging in Nipo's dark world, Shi Zhijialan finally found the sun and returned home.

From the looks of it, there is nothing unique. The mountain is still a mountain, and the water is still water. It is the most iconic grove in the Perak world. There is a winding path in the grove.

"Wujun, if the great abbot doesn't want to see us, Sun Return will not show up. Since he appears, the great abbot has approved our trip. How good!"

"Thank you, Master Shengheng."

Luohou, Shizhijialan and Shaohao walked into the woods one by one.

Not long after walking, the light dimmed, and a handsome-faced man with white hair and blue robes carrying a sword appeared, standing proudly in the way.

"Snow has no night, night has no name, a lonely lamp in the sea of ​​sorrow and the frosty sword rings."

Sheng Hengzhe Heshi said: "The poor monk is Shizhi Jialan from the Xihuang Buddhist Realm. I have something to ask of Monk Baiyu Wangyun. I don't know how to call him?"

But the man said: "The Heavenly Dao of White Feather, the eighteenth level of Shura Blood Sea, there is no retreat when you enter, and the only sword in hell is sword."

"Ok?"

"My sword is Jueshi. It's easy to see my master. It's better than the sword in my hand."

Unexpectedly, the majestic Saint Heng of the West Huang Buddhist Realm would be blocked by an outer disciple of the West Buddhist Realm. It was a great loss of face. However, Jialan had already cultivated to the point where he could no longer touch external objects or generate internal fire, so he was not angry when he heard this.

"It turns out to be Jialan Weili, the former top disciple of Mahayana Lingyun Temple, a peerless swordsman."

Sheng Heng Zhe saluted again. Famous Sword Jue Shi seemed a little embarrassed. He was an outer disciple, but it didn't mean that he didn't know Sheng Heng Zhe's name.

However, the Heavenly Dao in the White Feather Realm is not a trivial matter. Sheng Heng may be able to let alone one person, but he is also followed by two strangers who don't look easy to mess with. The famous sword Jueshi does not dare to take it lightly and still does not give way to the passage.

"I'm sorry, Master, I've told you before. Only if you can defeat the sword in my hand can you let me go."

"This is Luo Hou, the Lord of Heaven, and Shaohao, the God of the Kingdom of Death. They are both pillars of the right path in this miserable state."

Jialan's words were very tactful, but the famous sword Juechen had been practicing the Six Swords Divine Art in the White Feather Realm of Heaven for hundreds of years, and had never heard of the Lord of Heaven and the God of Death.

"I'm sorry, I've never heard of your names, but seeing that you two have extraordinary bearings, you must have the strength to fight with me, so I'm sure you'll take the lead."

Luo Hou waved his hand to stop Jialan from speaking any more, and took a few steps back, leaving the battlefield to Shaohao.

"please."

Shaohao smiled slightly, and there was no wind in his body. His golden curls were like waves in the sea, bringing a mysterious atmosphere.

"Huh? Divine power!"

After all, he was someone who entered the realm of the Sword God in another parallel world. The famous sword Juechen had a good eye and immediately sensed the source of Shaohao's power.

He put away his relaxed attitude and inserted the peerless Wuxin Sword behind his back. Suddenly, the strong wind blew in the forest, and the sword was radiant.

"The Seven Deeds of Sword Release: The Great Thousand Repentance!"

This is another powerful move in addition to the Six Divine Sword Techniques. Back then, the famous sword Jueshi used this sword technique to win the title of the Three Swords of the North. Once it was used, the famous sword transformed into seven, and layers of sword energy came out continuously. .

However, the opponent in front of him disappeared out of thin air.

Soon Mingjian Jueshi found himself falling into another space. There were no flowers, trees, people, or birds singing. It was a dead world.

"Space magic?"

"There is no need to disturb my adoptive father and Sheng Heng. You can fight to your heart's content here."

In the space, Shaohao did not release his death energy. He only used brisk movements to avoid it, and it was better than strolling in the courtyard among thousands of swords.

On the other hand, the famous sword was peerless, each move was as powerful as the other, and each sword was heavier than the other. The majestic sword energy split the space with holes, but it could not touch Shaohao's body.

Bang bang bang bang!
Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye, and Famous Sword Jueshi gradually felt his true energy draining away and his inner breath stagnating.

He stopped his sword, took a breath, and mocked: "The God of the Kingdom of Death, can he only rely on magic to win?" "I really don't know how to use a sword."

"You can use your sword, your palms, and your fists. Peerless will accompany you all."

Shaohao muttered: "The sword only knows two or three moves, and they are all murderous knives."

"nonsense!"

"Well, pay attention!"

Before he finished speaking, two huge black scythes suddenly appeared above Shaohao's head, then crossed and touched, and then chopped off left and right.

This crisp collision gave Mingjian Jueshi an inexplicable fear. He instinctively took a few steps back, and raised the divine sword in his hand to meet it, which was able to hold up the scythe that was cut down in an instant.

Click!

This famous sword that had been with him for a long time was actually bent like the moon. The pressure as heavy as a mountain came from the sword, gradually bending Jueshi's arms, then his waist and knees.

"Six Divine Sword Techniques: Stop, One Thought and Ten Thousand Repentances, Reveal Divine Light, Drink!"

With a loud shout, the famous sword Jueshi gathered all his true energy and released the fifth form of the Six Swords Divine Art, which represented the highest level of his swordsmanship. Suddenly, a golden light suddenly flowed from the sword body, and then an invisible golden wave rippled in all directions, like a god coming to the world. , everything is still, everything is still.

Under the explosive charge of this most powerful sword, the famous sword Jueshi straightened his back again. However, a horrifying scene appeared in front of him. He saw that Shaohao had already withdrawn his double scythes, and the huge force pressing on him was only two mouthfuls. Black shadow.

"You actually?"

"I have no intention of killing you."

"...I lost."

"It's just a competition. Even if I don't understand swordsmanship, I can still see that your last sword has an invincible attitude."

"If you can practice the Six Gods Sword Art to the sixth form, you can step into the realm of the Sword God. Unfortunately, I am always stuck at the fifth form and it is difficult to break through."

"Given time, you will be able to break through."

After a fight, Mingjian Jueshi knew that his opponent was unfathomable, so he restrained his arrogance. Shaohao also removed the space spell, and the two figures reappeared in front of Luo Hou and Shi Zhijialan.

"Sheng Heng, please follow me."

"Thank you."

The famous sword Jueshi led the way, and the three of them followed. After walking for half a quarter of an hour, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they were already in a strange world.

There was light smoke and gurgling water. On a tall cliff, sitting face to face was an old monk who seemed to have entered meditation.

The white beard under the old monk's chin is so long that it hangs to the ground. A string of bright red Buddhist beads hangs on his chest. He wears a silver whisk on his shoulder and lowers his eyes in silence.

"Master, the Holy Heng of Xihuang Buddhist Temple, the Lord of Heavenly Capital, and the God of the Kingdom of Death have all been brought here."

The old monk opened his eyes and nodded to the famous sword Jueshi: "Jueshi, you have worked hard, please step back first."

"Ah."

The famous sword Jueshi walked behind the cliff to practice his Six Divine Sword Techniques.

"I've met the great abbot."

Jialan stepped forward to greet him. Speaking of it, Monk Baiyu Wangyun was the master of the Buddha, that is, Jialan's ancestor. He was so senior that no one dared to look up to him.

The great abbot's eyes stayed on Jialan for a moment, and then on Luo Hou and Shaohao.

After a long while, he sighed: "You have jumped out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements. The three of you are all people who have escaped from the cycle of heaven. The poor monks have forgotten this place for thousands of years and don't know how the world has changed." (End of this chapter)