Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Lu Nianchou left the eight-edged Ruyi Whip to Zhang Junbao, and left the Fire Ruyi to Xiao Longnu for protection, and then left.

"What should be taught to them has been taught to them. What happens in the future depends on their own destiny."

He carried a long sword at his waist and walked towards the north. Although he was far away, the nearly endless evil aura that enveloped the northern land was like an abyss that swallowed everything, making people feel it. despair.

Even though Lu Nianchou had perfected his two magical powers, stepped through the void, and ascended into feathers, he was only a few feet away, but he still felt powerless in the face of the abyss that could swallow up the world.

Originally, he didn't want to care about everything that happened in this world. Life and death were determined by destiny, and wealth was in heaven. He had never been a savior, and he couldn't even change his own destiny.

After watching his beloved woman die in his arms, he no longer had any nostalgia for this world.

If he hadn't found Zhang Junbao, he would have stepped through the void and soared away at this moment.

The moment he perfected the Crimson Dragon's magical power, he clearly felt the slight rejection of him by this world. The seemingly endless sky was like a layer of window paper that could be torn apart with a sword. .

Ever since he watched Dugu Qiubei ascend with his own eyes, he had been very curious about where the ancient sages went, and whether there really was a legendary heaven.

Now for his son, he wants to try to do an impossible thing.

Three days later, Lu Nianchou returned to Xiangyang. Across the Huaihe River, he seemed to be able to see the demonic figure sitting on the throne in Chang'an City.

The former Taoist master, Chongyang Zhenren who founded a great Taoist sect, is now like Yama in the Nine Nether Hells.

He walked towards Chang'an City step by step, his large black robes shaking, and his long black hair hanging freely.

All the black mist approaching him was burned by the firelight surrounding his body. The black mist turned out to be like a living creature, roaring and wailing like a poisonous snake.

As we get closer and closer to Chang'an City, the black fog becomes thicker and thicker. The cold atmosphere is enough to freeze mortals to death, and even the ground is covered with a layer of black frost.

At some point, densely packed undead spirits appeared around Lu Nianchou, some of which were human bones. There were rotting flesh and blood on the tattered skeletons, exuding a foul smell.

In addition, there are some birds, animals, and even some creatures in the river. They only leave skeletons and carrion, burning with blue will-o'-the-wisps, and walking silently.

With their arrival, the already extremely cold atmosphere became more and more like falling into an ice cave.

Although they have lost their lives and have no intelligence, they have a terrifying bloodthirst and greed, and they crazily want to devour all living creatures.

Lu Nianchou was like a light source in the darkness, attracting endless undead spirits, causing them to surge in like a tide.

Roar!

A dragon roar seemed to appear in the void, and a fire dragon appeared out of thin air beside him. The body of a hundred-foot real dragon was burning with blazing fire, hard scales, sharp claws, and the terrifying power of the dragon.

This doesn't look like an illusion at all, but more like a living, real dragon.

The moment this real dragon appeared, the black mist in the void made crackling and burning sounds like a frying pan hitting sparks.

The black mist within a hundred miles was swept away as the fire dragon rolled and roared.

Those undead spirits that came madly were like ants, burned directly to ashes by the flames, not even the dregs were left.

Seeing that there were still undead spirits rushing towards him in a steady stream around him, Lu Nianchou turned a blind eye and walked straight towards Chang'an City step by step with a hundred-foot fire dragon protecting him.

Not long after, tens of thousands of Yin soldiers suddenly appeared in front of him. These Yin soldiers were different from the undead they had encountered before. Not only did they ride skeleton horses and wear black armor, but they also seemed to have wisdom and green will-o'-the-wisps. His eyes flickered, staring at the enemy in front of him.

There are tens of thousands of Yin soldiers, and among them there are some existences with extremely powerful auras, which are almost as good as those of heavenly beings. In front of such a battle formation, even heavenly beings will tremble.

However, Lu Nianchou still didn't stop. The fire dragon sword that had been hanging on his waist unsheathed unsheathed with a buzzing sound, flashing through the extremely bright sword light, and instantly merged with the fire dragon surrounding him. And as one.

boom!

The fire dragon looked up to the sky and roared, spitting out blazing flames from its ferocious mouth, and sprayed it towards the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers. The flames were like magma, exuding an aura of destruction, and instantly wiped out a large number of Yin soldiers.

Those seemingly extremely powerful Yin soldiers were wiped out in the lava-like fire, leaving no bones or dregs behind.

Lu Nianchou stepped on the back of the fire dragon step by step. With his hands behind his back, the fire dragon rose into the air. The flames in its mouth rolled down like a waterfall, clearing a large area in an instant.

The fire dragon roared and the flames surged into the sky. Lu Nianchou entered Chang'an City amidst the roar of the fire dragon.

The moment he entered the ancient city, Wang Chongyang, who had been sitting on the throne, suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of pupils bloomed with golden light several feet long.

He was holding the golden magic whip in both hands, as if he was holding up a world. The cold breath hit his face, and the black mist filled the sky. It was an unprecedented breath, which made the entire ancient city of Chang'an tremble and shocked people's hearts.

"This is not the place you should come!"

Lu Nianchou was very calm, "No matter who you are, there is no need for the dead to appear again. I will send you to where you should go."

Wang Chongyang's voice was cold and obscure, as if rusty gears were grinding, making people's eardrums feel pain.

"The aura on your body is very special, it doesn't seem to belong to this world, and your power is already transcending, so why seek death?"

When Lu Nianchou only heard these words, he knew that the person in front of him was definitely not Wang Chongyang, and that this person might not be as scary as he showed. Otherwise, he would never waste time talking to him, let alone Send those underworld soldiers to test.

"I'm curious, who are you? Logically speaking, you are the one who shouldn't be in this world."

What he said was specious, but it made Wang Chongyang's golden eyes move.

"You are indeed very unusual. You should have a background in other worlds. Then you should know that my arrival is inevitable and all the worlds will move towards chaos."

"You can break the void and leave now. The world here will soon return to eternal silence and completely return to chaos."

Lu Nianchou thought over and over again in his mind every word he said, understanding the mystery contained in it.

"Chaos, heavenly rules...maybe there are secrets hidden in them that I don't know about?!"

He frowned slightly, then slowly raised his head and looked at the other party, "Could it be that the Heavenly Rules of the Middle Earth Dao Sect suppress this world?"

"Huh? You don't even know this? I originally thought that you had some big background and that there was a big shot behind you that you couldn't afford to offend. It seems that you are just a casual cultivator who accidentally fell into this world." Wang Chongyang said slowly. Slowly stood up from the throne.

"If that's the case, then just go to hell!"

The next moment, he broke out, and his momentum continued to increase, like the dark sea rising into the sky, and black mist sweeping across the sky and the earth.

"Hey!"

Wang Chongyang let out a long roar, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The golden whip in his hand became so powerful that he took the first step and struck forward.

There is no doubt that this whip contains unparalleled power. It rushes towards Lu Nianchou's chest, crushing the void and causing black mist to surge.

Lu Nianchou was moved. The fire dragon under his feet rose into the sky and struck directly on the golden whip, making a loud noise that shook the earth! "Is this what you rely on?" Wang Chongyang held the golden whip upside down and said indifferently: "You just sacrificed and refined your natal magic weapon, do you think it can stop the power of chaos?"

"kill!"

The war broke out, and in an instant, like an ancient ferocious beast roaring, the evil spirits of hell revived and were about to be born.

The place exploded and boiled.

With a bang, the divine whip hit him head and face.

when!

The Fire Dragon Sword collided with the Divine Whip, and large sparks suddenly burst out. Every spark fell, causing the surrounding black mist to explode, and there seemed to be countless faces wailing in it.

Wang Chongyang strode forward with a golden whip in his hand, extremely powerful and domineering. The whip in his hand seemed to contain the power of the ancient ninth heaven, enough to crush everything.

The fire dragon at Lu Nianchou's feet turned into a fairy sword and fell into his palm. The long sword bloomed with an extremely bright edge, and even the void was shattering.

Large dark cracks appeared in the void, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

"what happened?"

A battle of this level instantly alarmed the Celestial Realm experts on other continents, and many people looked at this place curiously.

The most regrettable thing is that Middle-earth has always been the realm of the powerful heavenly beings from other continents. None of the powerful people who dare to invade Middle-earth will be able to return alive.

In addition, the mysterious black mist now hangs over Middle-earth, making people feel heart palpitations just by looking at it, and those strong men who have affairs are even more afraid to enter without permission.

Although I was very curious about such a loud collision, I only dared to watch from a distance and did not dare to get close at all.

In the battlefield, golden light bloomed, fire boiled, and figures intertwined. The battle was too fierce. In just a moment, the two sides exchanged hundreds of blows.

"Hey!"

When the Divine Whip came down and struck Lu Nianchou's head, he turned the Fire Dragon Sword again, simple and violent, but with supreme edge, slashing forward.

"boom!"

However, he did not block this whip, and was directly hit by the ancient artifact, causing the sword to swing away and hit his shoulder hard.

puff!

Lu Nianchou suddenly spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, but he resisted. An illusory golden tripod appeared outside his body, firmly guarding his body and suppressing everything.

After being injured and vomiting blood after being beaten by the God of God, his eyes suddenly flashed with light.

"The Divine Whip... seems something is wrong. It no longer has the majestic power it had when it killed me for the first time."

"Although it still has an extremely terrifying weight, it no longer has that irresistible majesty."

"It's almost like... someone is using a machine gun as a stick?"

A smile gradually flashed across his face, "If you only had this ability, then I should have killed you with a sword long ago."

"This is...the second kind of natal magical power?" Wang Chongyang suddenly changed his expression, "Impossible, it should be the power of some ancient artifact, right?"

His expression was gloomy and uncertain, and the power displayed by the other party reminded him of an extremely terrifying Taoism.

"Die!"

An extremely fierce murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly swung the magic whip and hit him head and face.

There is no doubt that this is the most violent and ferocious power Lu Nianchou has ever seen, even Meng Chixing could not match it.

It's just that the person in front of him seems to have his hands and feet tightly bound by heavy chains. Although his strength is extremely strong, his dexterity and reaction are lacking.

Lu Nianchou slashed with the fire dragon sword and protected with the golden cauldron. Each attack and defense complemented each other perfectly. Although he was occasionally staggered by the whip and vomited blood from his mouth, he was not without the power to resist.

The light in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he began to fight tooth and nail with the person in front of him.

puff!

After a fight, Lu Nianchou encountered multiple bombardments. While he tried to avoid them, he also tried his best to attack the enemy.

"boom!"

The sword light surged, and the flames burned the sky.

One of Wang Chongyang's arms was cut off directly. The arm fell to the ground without a drop of blood. Instead, it turned into a black hair.

"You've totally pissed me off!"

He waved his left hand, and the black hair that fell to the ground began to spontaneously ignite without wind, and soon turned into ashes.

"Do you really think you can fight me?"

His severed arm regrown at an extremely terrifying speed. At the same time, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, as if the ancient Kunpeng was resurrected from sleeping in the ocean.

The black mist covering the entire Northland began to boil, and then continued to converge towards Chang'an City like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

In just a few breaths, the black mist that had filled the entire Northland shrunk by one-third.

"So, most of your power is used to corrode this world?" Lu Nianchou saw this scene and felt the increasingly terrifying and heavy aura on the other party's body. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

"You and I are not in conflict with each other. You can already walk away through the void, but you insist on coming to trouble me and spoil my big things. Even if it means spending several years of hard work, I will sacrifice you into a demon god under my command. ." Wang Chongyang put away the magic whip, suddenly raised his hand and pressed directly towards Lu Nianchou.

This palm seemed to crush the sky, making Lu Nianchou's vision darken instantly, and he felt the crisis of death.

"I will fight with you. Even if I die, I will drag you with me to be buried with you."

An imperceptible cunning look flashed across Lu Nianchou's eyes, and he deliberately put on an extremely ferocious look on his face, shouting hysterically.

At the same time, an extremely bright golden light bloomed from his body, and the fire dragon sword in his hand kept whining.

His whole body was like a volcano that was about to erupt, and might explode at any time.

(End of this chapter)