Xiuxian: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 457 Edge
"hold head high!!!"

The dragon roared, shaking the sky.

As the son of the Demon Dragon and a direct descendant of the Dragon King, Long Yi's strength is needless to say. He ranks among the top and even the leader among all the elders who have reached the God Transformation stage in the Demon Dragon Ridge, otherwise the Demon Dragon King would not have sent him out at the cost of everything.

Although he is very powerful, Long Yi does not dare to be careless at all. After all, a heavenly calamity is hanging over his head and may befall him at any time. He must end the battle as soon as possible.

So, he revealed his true form, a black-scaled dragon, and rushed straight to the Jiuyi altar.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in the distance, which made him feel very alarmed!

Shock, shock, shock!
The heart is trembling with fear, and the ghosts are all gone!
Where does the shock come from and where is the danger?
Long Yi didn't know it, but his body had already moved instinctively under the warning sign. He curled up into a ball and turned into a defensive posture, and even increased his magic power, injecting it into the precious scale on his neck.

"hold head high!"

Magic power was injected, the precious scales flickered, a dragon's roar was faintly heard, and the ball of magic dragon was instantly covered with a layer of black precious light.

True dragon scales!

It is a treasure unique to the Demon Dragon Ridge. It is said to be taken from the remains of a true dragon in the calamity realm. Although its power has been greatly reduced due to the death of the real dragon, it is still comparable to a lower-grade immortal weapon. It is even more suitable for the dragon clan. It can be used as a natal object without refining, and can protect the body and resist disasters.

At this moment, facing imminent disaster, Long Yi was terrified and acted instinctively to activate the true dragon scales, merging them with his own scales and armor, making them indistinguishable from each other. His defense was greatly enhanced.

With this, Long Yi believed that he could survive even a blow from Fanxu.

but……

"Whoosh!!!"

A sword came from the west, piercing through the clouds and breaking the sun.

No one could see clearly what the sword looked like, only a sharp edge, an extremely sharp edge.

Being present at the scene, even if one was in the Nascent Soul stage, one would feel pain in the eyes when the sword was aimed at them, as if even the mind was hurt by the sword's ray.

What a sharp sword!
Such a sword light passed through the void in an instant, penetrated into the battlefield in an instant, and even drew the momentum of heaven and earth, followed the tide of people's hearts, and displayed the awe-inspiring power of heaven and man. Even the calamity clouds in the sky were reflected by the sword light and temporarily lost their luster.

"This sword technique...!!!"

Inside the Demon Dragon Ridge, there was a cry of surprise. It was the great master who was in his combined state and was so frightened that he lost his composure.

A moment of horror is a moment of life and death. Before the Demon Dragon Son finished screaming, blood was seen outside the blessed land.

"boom!!!"

With a loud clanging sound, the dragon's precious scales shattered and the blood of the demon dragon splattered the sky.

Long Yi was suspended in mid-air, the body of the magic dragon was as stiff as a statue, a sword mark pierced through its head and went out of its tail.

One sword penetrates the body!
Neither the real dragon scales nor the body of the demon dragon could block the sword light for a moment. The demon dragon's soul was unable to react and was killed along with its flesh body.

"hold head high!!!"

The last roar was the remaining instinct of the body, and then the dragon fell.

Blood splattered in the sky and the body fell to the earth!

"Ryuko!!!"

"this……!!"

After the demon dragon fell, only the sharp edge of the sword remained, hanging in the air.

The monks from Demon Dragon Ridge stopped in their tracks and looked at the sword light in horror.

The sword light was just a sword light. Even a Nascent Soul could not see through the sharp edge and see the shape of the sword inside.

"This……"

"What's going on?"

"It's him!!!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room was also in panic. Looking at the blood-stained sword light suspended in the air, and thinking back to the figure they had just glimpsed, they were speechless for a moment.

"Who is this person?"

"This sword, this sword..."

"Sword cultivator, such a sword cultivator!"

"Kill the god with one sword!"

Inside the live broadcast room, all the practitioners were shocked and speechless.

Looking at the scene again, the demons were so terrified that it was even more difficult for them to move.

Faced with the fierce sword edge, both the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul, their bodies were stiff and they dared not move at all.

How intimidating it is to kill a god with a sword?
Long Yi was a divine dragon son, and he also had the True Dragon Scale in his hand, but he was killed by a single sword. Then what about these Nascent Soul Golden Cores...

"hold head high!!!"

Just when the cultivators of Demon Dragon Ridge were in a dilemma, a dragon's roar was suddenly heard in the blessed land.

The figure of the Demon Dragon Son turned and turned into a thousand-foot-long demon dragon, with black light flashing all over his body and black clouds spewing out. He leaped up and swung his tail, crashed out of the mountain gate, and went straight towards the thunder in the sky.

He wants to survive the tribulation!

As expected of a great master of fusion, he had a sharp vision and a resolute mind. He knew that after Long Yi's death, there would be no chance to destroy the altar and other means were useless. The only thing he could do was to survive and force his way through the calamity of entering the world.

There is a high probability of death, or even no chance of survival, but there is no other way but to force your way across.

The Demon Dragon Son fell into disaster and left. The Demon Dragon Ridge could no longer be maintained. The remaining monks saw this and decisively responded.

The Supreme Return to the Void and the Elder Transformation into God rushed out of the gate of the blessed land and faced the thunder of calamity that came into the world.

A group of disciples were left behind, staring at the sword light, not knowing what to do.

At this moment...

"Buzz!"

The sword light moved, and it came out coldly, strangling towards the demon dragon cultivators.

"not good!"

"Go back!"

"Walk!!!"

When the cultivators saw this, their faces changed drastically and they retreated without even thinking, scattering in all directions like birds and beasts.

Run away!
The founder of the sect has already fallen into disaster, leaving behind disciples like them, with their Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul cultivation levels. How can they withstand the sword that can kill a god?
The Demon Dragon cultivators scattered like birds and beasts, but the deadly sword light did not stop. He displayed an astonishing sword speed, strangling a group of Demon Dragon Ridge cultivators, and the sky was stained with blood again.

In just a few moments, most of the cultivators in Demon Dragon Ridge were killed or injured. Only a few managed to escape in panic and avoid being strangled by the sword.

"boom!!!"

The strangulation below ended, and the thunder tribulation above also came to an end. The sky shook, and the thunder was deafening. One by one, the dragon monks turned into ashes and were destroyed in the thunder.

"hold head high!!!"

The last dragon roar was shrill and painful, full of unwillingness, but it could not resist the will of heaven. As the thunder roared down, everything disappeared, leaving only a few ashes and debris.

Demon Dragon Son - Die!

If the body is combined, they will die, and if they return to the void, they will all die. Only if they transform into a spirit, there is a glimmer of hope.

The calamity clouds dissipated, the thunder ceased, and a figure flew out, it was an elder from the Demon Dragon Ridge.

His hair was disheveled and all charred, his clothes were long gone, his body was covered with charred wounds, and he looked shaky.

Even so, he did not dare to stay for long. He squeezed out the last bit of his magic power, rode on the light and flew away.

But don't want to...

"puff!!!"

Before the escape light appeared, the sword light had already arrived. The sword pierced through the air and shattered the escape light. A charred corpse fell from the sky and crashed into the ground, no longer alive.

"..."

"..." "..."

Seeing this scene, there was silence in the live broadcast room.

Not only the live broadcast room, but also the Kurong Temple in Tanshan was dead silent.

"Amitabha!"

After a long silence, Buddhist chants were heard. Monk Ku Rong clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion on his face: "It is inevitable. I just hope that people in the world can learn from this and not let this happen again, causing innocent deaths and injuries!"

After hearing this, the practitioners remained speechless, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Entering the world of calamity is a life-threatening calamity!
Although it is dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope.

The Demon Dragon Ridge is an example. When the two merged and returned to the void, they were annihilated under the thunder, which proved the danger of "nine deaths". However, there was also an elder who had achieved the spirit transformation and survived the calamity by chance, which showed the opportunity of "a lifetime".

Unfortunately, this time, there is not only a natural calamity, but also a man-made calamity, which cuts off the last glimmer of hope!
This is undoubtedly a deterrent to all the major paradises.

Beat the mountain to scare the tiger, kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
Cut the grass at its roots and avoid future troubles!
If you free yourself from the blessed land, and the two sides do not become mortal enemies, then it will only be a natural calamity. Although it is a life-threatening situation and extremely dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope and it may be possible to survive.

On the contrary, if one is stubborn and insists on holding on to the end, not only will the heavenly calamity worsen, but one will also be faced with unstoppable human calamity, which will cut off the last chance of survival.

After all, the two sides have become mortal enemies. There is no reason to let the tiger go back to the mountain, let you escape, and then take revenge in the future.

Some things are either not done or never done!

That's the attitude they show.

In this regard, how will the major sacred places respond and what choices will they make?

Just as the cultivators were making chaotic guesses...

"Whoosh!"

The sword returns and the camera moves to the top of the solitary peak, in front of the swordsman in white.

The swordsman stood with his hands behind his back, saying nothing. Only the sword light flew back, sank into the box, and returned to normal.

"This……"

"Big big big boss, please accept my greeting!"

"I thought the Mad God and the Taoist priest were invincible, but I didn't expect there was someone who was even better."

"May I ask what your name is, sir?"

"Where's the live broadcast? Where's your live broadcast?"

"Brother Jianxian, aren't you going to start a live broadcast?"

"Tell me the truth, how many of you are there?"

"Is this the sword cultivator? He is indeed so terrifying!"

"Please accept me as your disciple, please teach me the method, I also want to play with flying swords!"

The live broadcast room was in chaos, with everyone talking among themselves, unable to hide their excitement.

The swordsman said nothing, put his sword back into the box, turned around and left, his back gradually getting farther and farther away.

The camera then shifted, and in the void, the black abyss sank, and the paradise re-entered the human world.

"Boom!"

Finally, amidst the earth-shaking and mountain-shaking, everything came to an end.

The live broadcast ended here, and everyone started wailing again, but it was of no avail.

On the other side, Dragon Ridge.

The blessed land collapsed, the primordial spirit returned, and suddenly clouds and rain came, bringing down sweet dew and nourishing the world.

Seeing this, a group of Taoist children around the Jiuyi High Altar sat down to meditate on the spot, seizing the opportunity to absorb the Yuan Ling.

Although a few years is not a long time, it is enough time for things to change. The birds and beasts who had come to Fulong Mountain to worship him, with his instruction and guidance, practiced the Taiyin Transformation Method for several years and finally succeeded. They entered the realm of spirits and transformed into human bodies for cultivation. This time, they followed him to preside over the Luotian Ceremony.

Even though he was just an assistant, even if he didn't make any contributions, he had worked hard. This rain of dew was his reward, which was enough to enable him to further improve his cultivation and take on more work.

This was also one of the reasons why he attacked the paradise. At the current juncture, nothing could advance faster than destroying mountains and temples.

All the disciples were concentrating fully, trying their best to absorb the sweet rain and dew.

Xu Yang sat on the altar, but did not practice martial arts together. Instead, he raised his hand and made a move.

"Whoosh!"

He raised his hand and saw a beam of light breaking through the air, flying in front of him and turning into an object, which was an ordinary sword box.

As soon as the sword box returned, golden light was seen in the void. It was actually the actual power of merit, which fell into the body of the cultivator.

Xu Yang held the sword box in his hand, saying nothing, and poured all the Heavenly Merit gained from destroying mountains and temples into the box to nourish the Xuanyuan Sword.

Several years ago, he inherited the Fulong Mountain legacy and had two development options: one was to refine the Xuanyuan, and the other was to assemble a mecha.

In the end, he chose the former, because this world was experiencing a demonic calamity and he could obtain a large amount of heavenly merit, which was the best time to forge Xuanyuan.

Lingbao can be refined at any time.

Mecha can be assembled at any time.

But if Xuanyuan missed it, he really missed it.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xu Yang put all the spiritual objects he obtained from Fulong Mountain into the refining of Xuanyuan. After several years, he finally produced a spiritual sword, a Xuanyuan sword embryo of the spiritual treasure level.

Although this spiritual treasure-level Xuanyuan sword embryo is incredibly powerful, it cannot be considered Xuanyuan because it lacks the most critical infusion of heavenly merit.

Xu Yang now wants to complete this step and inject all the merits gained from the attack on Demon Dragon Ridge into the box, nourish the embryo of Xuanyuan Sword, and complete the sword as soon as possible.

As for improving your cultivation... using merit to improve your cultivation is really a waste of resources, especially at this juncture when your cultivation is so low that you can completely rebuild it yourself, there is no need to use merit to speed up.

At least one has to reach the Tribulation Realm before the cost-effectiveness of improving cultivation through merit can be greater than refining Xuanyuan.

"Buzz!"

Xu Yang sat on the altar, with the sword box across his knees, absorbing merits and vibrating slightly, as if a mysterious transformation was taking place in the box.

As Xu Yang experienced this, he looked into the distance, gazing at the Demon Dragon Ridge that had returned to heaven and earth. He also began to absorb the sweet rain and dew to restore the almost dried up magic power in his body.

This battle was very costly.

Several years passed quickly, and he did not break through again. He was still at the Golden Core level, and he had not yet refined a powerful aid like the Lingbao Mecha.

In this case, how could he kill a great Jinying cultivator like Long Yi and all the Nascent Soul Golden Core cultivators in Demon Dragon Ridge with just one sword?

It’s an old trick, the thunder from heaven, the blessing of Taoism!
Although in the live broadcast just now, the flying sword was launched by the "swordsman in white", there was actually no such thing as a swordsman in white. He had only reached the Golden Core stage of cultivation and there was no way for him to split himself.

This "swordsman in white" is the work of Taiyi. It is a virtual image and does not exist. In reality, there is only a sword box placed there. While he is on the Jiuyi altar, relying on the initiation of heavenly thunder and the blessing of Taoism, he temporarily increases his magic power.

His magic power is temporarily only at the first level, which is the Nascent Soul stage.

But it was enough. With his attainments in the Heavenly Sword, and using his Nascent Soul magic power to control the spiritual treasure-level Xuanyuan Sword Embryo, it would be easy for him to cross the border and kill a demon dragon like Long Yi. There was no suspense at all.

It was just that the consumption was a little bit high, so after annihilating all the cultivators in Demon Dragon Ridge, his magic power was almost exhausted.

Why would you spend so much time and effort to create a white swordsman vest?

The first is to create a "program effect" and enhance the effect of live broadcast.

Secondly, they are just using the usual excuses and waving the banner.

The strategy of destroying mountains and temples and attacking various sacred places has been launched.

This is going against the will of the world and will surely be met with strong counterattacks from all parties.

Therefore, he needed a sword, a sharp sword that was used solely for killing and no one could stop it!
Only in this way can we deter all forces and accomplish the grand plan of "destroying mountains and temples, and restoring heaven and earth."

This is the significance of the appearance of the "White-Clothed Swordsman", which is even greater than Wu Kuangtu and Mingxiao Dao. With his absolutely invincible strength and bloody and fierce means, he drives the progress of the entire era.

(End of this chapter)