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

Northern Aquarius.

The chaotic battle between several giants caused the sky to collapse, and countless snowflake-like fragments fell. Among them was the vast natural calamity formed by three thousand years of cause and effect, which together tempered the two small flying swords.

Yu Dou was the first to attack Qi Jingchun. The feather robe on his body burst out with thousands of rays of light, suppressing the Qingming world for thousands of years. He combined the Dao of Heaven and punished people, acted on behalf of Heaven, and his killing power was beyond the sky. Therefore, he gradually gained the honorific title of truly invincible.

Each ray of light was a Taoist magic, and also an unrivaled swordsmanship. The flowing lights in the sky shattered Qi Jingchun's Dharma image. One of the rays broke through the defense and fell into the town, razing several streets in the center to the ground and killing hundreds of wealthy families.

"Yudou!"

Qi Jingchun shouted angrily, and the third character of his natal name, Qi, flew out like a streak of silk, directly chopping off the enemy's feathered clothes.

"Heaven will not tolerate this for people from a small town. You are seeking death by acting against heaven. Everything will be determined. You should pay for what you have done."

Yu Dou's eyes were cold, and the Baiyujing in his hand suddenly flew out. Five majestic cities stood high in the sky, and twelve jade towers stood on the ground. Most of the Aquarius Continent was covered by Baiyujing.

Suddenly, Yu Dou glanced to the side and saw a replica of Baiyujing hidden behind layers of curtains in the capital of the Dali Dynasty. Over the past three thousand years, all the profits obtained from the Lizhu Cave Heaven had been invested in this replica by successive emperors of the Song family. It contained twelve semi-immortal swords that could kill immortals.

"Humph."

Yu Dou snorted disdainfully, and the imitation Baiyujing was shattered immediately. The formation sent down thousands of lightning bolts as thick as a mighty city. The all-out attack of the pseudo-fifteenth-level Tongtian figure directly shattered the mountain protection formation and wiped out the lawless Dali royal family.

Not far away, the sword cultivator thrust out his sword with all his might.

The sky and earth were filled with dazzling sword energy. Although it had not yet reached the state of harmony with the Dao, it was almost as if a sword cultivator at the fourteenth level had used all his strength.

Unfortunately, Lu Chen's Taoism was more advanced. The Dharma image of the Lord of Health Preservation behind him was only a few people taller than his, but he possessed the ability to butcher an ox. He emitted a vast divine light, and the sword energy instantly dissipated.

Forced to abandon their Yang Shen bodies, their tough bodies, like those of martial artists at the end of their lives, melted like ice and snow.

“My life is limited, but my knowledge is limitless. To pursue the limitless with the limited is dangerous.”

Lu Chen sighed lightly, and a moment passed, and he suddenly came to the side of Zuo Hou. "The Art of Preserving Health" contains countless Taoist methods. If the method of butchering an ox is the most superior offensive method, then the method of Wu Ya is a rare escape method in the world. It can follow the boundless with the finite. As long as the mind can capture the enemy, it can reach the enemy regardless of the distance.

He performed another butchering move at close range, and his left and right bodies died. Before his death, he handed out all his natal flying swords, but they were all destroyed by the Taoist method of health preservation and concealment of weapons. Even though the sword cultivators in the Ascended Realm had extraordinary aptitude, there was an unignorable gap between them and the three Taoist masters who had reached the perfection of the fourteenth realm. Both sides fought with all their might, and there was no suspense.

A man who was trying to ascend died in a few breaths of battle. The gods in the upper five realms who were looking for opportunities in the town were shocked and began to flee, using various means to escape as if they were risking their lives. When the gods saw Fourteen, they were like ants looking at the sky.

"You two are going to start a war with Haoran!"

A gentleman who walked into the town to watch the lake was indignant that his beloved Mr. Qi had met with a disaster and he was powerless to do anything about it.

Lu Chen said nothing, but just pressed the lotus seal with his hand and sent this gentleman hundreds of thousands of miles away. At this moment, a golden red sun rose, with an extremely solemn outline. Although Old Man Yang was not at the peak, he still played a divine power that shook the sky. The sun cooked and killed, completely enveloping Lu Chen, and the land became scorched. Two Jade Pu Realm masters who mainly practiced water magic turned into charred skeletons and died directly. The giants fought in chaos, and ordinary people in the upper five realms did not even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

A strange cry that echoed throughout the three continents exploded.

There was a fish in the North Sea, whose name was Kun. It transformed into a bird, whose name was Peng. Its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky.

In the majestic sun, a Kunpeng with wings covering the sky flew out. The ice and snow of the North Sea froze the sea of ​​fire. Kunpeng rode the wind and spread his wings. Invisible ripples appeared gentle, but were sharper and more terrifying than the fairy sword. The wind sounded loud and the sound was like a tide, rolling in all directions. Strands of sharp edges continued to emerge, drowning the majestic scorching sun and chopping it into powder.

Kunpeng spread its wings, and Old Man Yang was covered with wounds. Bright golden blood flowed from the cracked wounds, but it recovered in the blink of an eye. Ten golden-red avenues of the scorching sun were spread out, all of which were the supreme Taoist fruits of the Sun Lord. They were transformed into ten golden crows. The divine bird that drove the chariot in the past reappeared, and the sun chariot launched a fierce attack on Kunpeng.

Kunpeng fought with the Golden Crow chariot.

On the other side, the sword-holder took the form of a tall woman, holding an unconscious boy in one hand and holding the old sword in the other. With one slash, a sword light that could reach the sky flew out, and several states and counties of the Dali Dynasty were reduced to dust. With the lives of countless creatures sharpening the sword, the former supreme god had a calm look in his eyes, and the sword light became more and more powerful, hitting the tall Taoist and knocking him back to the sky. The sky seemed to collapse, and a huge hole of who knows how many miles appeared.

But in the next moment, Yu Dou returned to the Haoran world. The counterattack of the Heavenly Dao accumulated over three thousand years and his Dao fruit of acting on behalf of Heaven merged with each other. The aura of the pseudo-fifteenth realm rose layer by layer. The immortal sword in his hand broke through, and with one slash of power, before it fell, Aquarius Continent had been split into two, and there were immediate signs of sinking.

This sword is almost equivalent to a pure swordsman at the fifteenth level handing over the sword, with the way of heaven following.

The tip of the old sword was cut off, the tall woman's arm was broken, golden blood splattered, and anger appeared in her eyes for the first time. If she was not at her peak, this battle would have been unchangeable.

Secretly, a group of Ascending Realm cultivators were stunned. Dao Lao Er lived up to the reputation of being truly invincible, with the cultivation base of the pseudo-fifteenth realm, holding a fairy sword, controlling the White Jade Realm, and carrying the karma of the Heavenly Dao for three thousand years. Even if the founders of the three religions came, he could fight with them.

The giants were fighting in a chaos, Yu Dou and the sword-wielder were constantly exchanging injuries, Qi Jingchun controlled the two natal characters Qi and Chun, the former's burst of slashing power was terrifying, the latter was like a spring breeze that could freeze the soul to death.

During the fierce battle, Lu Chen abandoned his Kunpeng Dharma Image, and Jiuwanli Zefengsi was below. At the same time, Qi Jingchun's natal character "Chun" was completely shattered, and Lu Chen himself was hit by a Golden Crow chariot, and his soul was trembling.

"We really want to fight to the death!"

"Why is this so? Why is it so?!"

Old Man Yang was shocked and angry. He was shocked by the recklessness of Dao Lao Er and Dao Lao San.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "There are no fifteen realms in the world anymore. Senior Brother has the most hope. If there is only one fifteenth realm in the future, the Taoist veins can spread infinitely, the broken ancient land will be unified again, and a new sixteen realms will be born, which is the original one. Master's pursuit of the Tao, Second Senior Brother's ideal of heaven and earth, and the answer I want to know are all in Senior Brother. I admire Qi Jingchun very much, but he must die, otherwise I would not come to Lizhu Cave Heaven."

Lu Chen, the most carefree man in the world, seemed to have finished writing a volume of "Xiao Yao You". Not only had his injuries recovered, but he had also entered the pseudo fifteenth realm like his second senior brother. This decision was made twenty or thirty years earlier than the future in the long river of time.

(End of this chapter)