From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

The Great Wall of Sword Qi.

A bright moon was hanging in the sky. The moonlight had never been so dim in ten thousand years. As a great swordsman and a female martial god cut down the moon together, the wild world lost the beautiful sight of three moons in the same sky.

On the endless city wall, more than thirty sword cultivators in the upper fifth realm were lined up in a row, and the atmosphere was very silent.

Half an hour later, the last battle of the Thirteen Fights was over. Outside the city, the world was turned upside down. The small world jointly set up by the two opposing sides was shattered. A man in a straw raincoat returned to the top of the city, holding the head of a great demon at the peak of the Ascension Realm in his hand.

Cheers broke out in the city. Aliang forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood, spat coolly, and stroked his forehead with his hand.

Seven to six, as agreed, Jianqi Great Wall won.

But the silent dark clouds in the sky suddenly changed, vast sandstorms swept across the earth, and thrones emerged one after another.

The old man in gray appeared first, sitting in the highest position on the throne.

The common ruler of the wild world, the pseudo fifteen realms.

The second person to appear was a middle-aged scholar, well-versed in literature and a giant in the Fourteenth Realm.

The great demon on the throne, Liu Cha, is the most supreme swordsman in the wilderness.

Yuan Shou, the great demon on the throne, whose true identity is Zhu Yan, the ancestor of moving mountains, is hovering in the air with a sword. His arms are as long as a monkey's, and he carries a long stick on his shoulder. His eyebrows and hair are all white, and he is wearing black clothes. He holds a string of rough stones in his hands. They are all majestic mountains that disappeared out of thin air in the history of the wilderness. They were first moved away by the great demon with his innate magical powers, and then carefully refined into a bracelet of stone beads.

The great demon on the throne is admired, with a human head and a dragon body. He wears an emperor's crown and an ink-colored dragon robe, and has a stunning appearance. Around him are hundreds of graceful women as small as dust, like the flying celestials in the murals, with fluttering ribbons and holding a pipa.

Fei Fei, Huang Luan, Niudao, Wuyue, Yaojia, Qieyun, and Longjun.

In addition to these old thrones, due to the deaths of Bai Ying and Lotus Temple Master, the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness awakened two ancient monsters from their slumber, both of whom were sword cultivators in the Ascended Realm.

His real name is Xizhu, and his true identity is a spider. The swordsman now goes by the alias Xiaomo and stands shoulder to shoulder with Liu Cha. He once hunted down the great demon Yangzhi on the throne. If it weren't for the interference of others, it would have been only a matter of time for him to succeed. Ten thousand years ago, he even handed the sword to the Saint of Etiquette, but it was quite tiring to run. Now that he has awakened, he just wants to go to Haoran Tianxia to take a look and find the predecessor who taught him swordsmanship ten thousand years ago.

Next to him, the girl in a mink hat, who went by the alias Xie Gou, crossed her arms. As the first woman to cross the Heavenly Gate in the battle to ascend to heaven, her killing power was probably even greater than Liu Cha's. She came here this time just to accompany Xiao Mo.

On the Sword Qi Great Wall, many sword immortals had solemn brows, and the throne monsters were out in full force. The situation had never been so dangerous since the Great Wall was built. Only the eldest sword immortal could still have a smile on his face, as the Mohist leader had already turned pale.

On the boundless land, tens of millions of monsters advanced forward and formed a neat battle formation. The monsters who had awakened and transformed served as officers, leading the front and rear troops, assisting in reconnaissance, supervising battle preparations, and doing everything. Hundreds of flesh-and-blood cloud towers as high as the city walls stood in the middle, and tens of thousands of giant catapults followed behind.

The man in dragon robe sat on a simple bamboo chair, with a large tripod surrounding him, symbolizing the stability of the country. Its rank was no less than the Four Immortal Swords. King Zhou came to the side of the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness, and the two stood almost side by side, with indifferent expressions.

The eldest swordsman lost his smile, and looking around, he saw many old friends. King Zhou was the founder of the first dynasty of the human race. The young master Li Sheng was the assistant of the national teacher at that time, and he was also the blood brother of King Zhou. It was rumored that King Zhou had suffered from nightmares in the past, so Li Sheng started a lineage of understanding dreams, and the brothers were friendly and respectful to each other.

The grey-robed old man said calmly, "Let's start fighting."

He threw out several human heads, two of which had died not long ago. They were a pair of immortal Taoist lovers, Ning Guanheng and Yao Xiao, both young great swordsmen.

As the head flew out, the old man in gray began to close his eyes and rest. King Zhou took over the full command. Thousands of military orders flew out of his sleeves, and the army of monsters advanced forward frantically and in an orderly manner.

The eldest sword immortal also took off the head of the direct descendant of Tuo Yue Mountain in the cage, and more than thirty sword immortals and tens of thousands of sword cultivators drew their swords one after another. Sword lights filled the sky, and the ground on the battlefield shattered. A giant beast of flesh and blood, half as tall as the Great Wall, rose from the ground, with a pure glazed body, a golden crow fire soul, and the bones of the treasure-swallowing ancestor whale bursting out with brilliant divine light.

The intensity of the war instantly rose to a fever pitch. After several days of fierce fighting, the land was covered with the flesh and blood of the demons and solidified sword intent, and array patterns emerged and rose into the sky.

This was Zhou Mi's first real move, and he sacrificed a grand formation. In the future, with two Fourteenth Realm Sword Masters as the center of the formation, and several powerful ascenders and giants building the framework, all the people in the formation could vent their magic power and spirit, and create a terrifying force that would make the world begin to move.

The impact of a big world, the lower limit is equivalent to a slap from the Taoist with all his strength, the upper limit is difficult to measure, and the gap between the upper and lower limits may be huge. In the future of the original world line, a collision will cause the ritual of the saint to collapse.

Many sword immortals and great demons took action, and the energy released far exceeded the conditions for activating the formation, but Zhou Mi did not use it for offense.

Outside the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a bottomless abyss opened up, and the entire wild world began to move.

As the common ruler of the world, the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness simply abandoned the barren enclave of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Countless sword cultivators were stunned.

The eldest brother, Jian Xian, laughed angrily and said, "How shameless."

King Zhou said calmly: "If it's difficult to fight, then don't fight. Attacking the city is just to achieve the goal. You are the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi. If you have the ability, then catch up."

Wen Hai smiled carefully and said, "Haoran sees you."

……

The boundless void and the broken fairyland.

Countless star-like bright points of light attacked the ancient heaven. The armored man took the lead and led the remnants of the gods to spread out the vast silver-white river.

At the same time, the endless evil spirits suppressed by the Lotus World and the foreign demons that had been confronting the Qingming World for ten thousand years joined forces with them, and the situation outside the world became extremely dangerous.

The most powerful outer demon is at the pseudo-fifteenth realm, a collection of inner demons of cultivators in the human world. As long as the cultivator lives, the inner demon will not be destroyed, and even the Taoist ancestors cannot eradicate it.

Outside the sky, the Saint of Rites displayed an extremely majestic Dharma image, protecting the Haoran World in the palm of his hand. He himself was hit in the chest by the Wild World and was seriously injured.

The three armies tore apart dozens of saints and sages and re-entered the heaven. The armored ones returned to the fifteenth realm, and the foreign demons took over the throne of the sword-bearer.

The three founders of the three religions returned from the boundless void and surrounded the Heaven together to prevent the three disasters from returning to the human world, because no world could resist this force alone.

King Zhou displayed a huge Dharma image of the same scale, and refined a dozen stars at will. The supreme thunder method emerged and turned into a thunder pool, which he threw towards the Saint of Rites. The lightning made the world as bright as day.

The two sides fought fiercely.

The wild world borders the vast world.

Countless demons landed from the West Sea and attacked the defenseless Fuyao, Jinjia, and Liuxia continents. It is worth mentioning that the top mountain masters of Fuyao and Liuxia were not in their own territory at the moment. Before the battle, Wanyan Laojing, the top master of Jinjia, had already surrendered secretly.

(End of this chapter)