There's something wrong with my immortal path.

The Supreme Immortal is a sword cultivator.

Therefore, Yuandaojiang is also a swordsman.

This makes sense.

Since he is a sword cultivator, Yuandaojiang naturally has swords.

only……

His sword from Yuandaojiang.

It's a bit...hard to put into words.

First of all, Yuandaojiang's sword is definitely extraordinary.

Not only are the materials not simple, the refining process is even more complicated.

As the second son of the Supreme Immortal, the Immortal naturally loved him.

Therefore, the swords of Yuandaojiang were refined by the Immortal Zhidao himself.

The spiritual sword is completed, the situation changes, and the fairy continent moves.

The Taoist Immortal calls it a quasi-immortal weapon.

The so-called quasi-immortal weapon.

It is preparing to become an immortal weapon.

As for when it will be ready.

Then no one will know.

What is more interesting than the origin of this sword is its name.

The sword of Yuandaojiang is called the anti-thief.

That's right, its name is Rebel.

The rebels who rebel against thieves, and the thieves who rebel against thieves.

This name was still chosen by Yuan Daojiang.

Fight against thieves, fight against thieves.

As the name suggests, this sword is somewhat dishonest.

It would always have a little trouble from time to time and riot a few times.

There are always a few days a month when it becomes extremely sensitive.

Once you are sensitive, you will easily rebel.

Resist the sword master Yuan Daojiang.

The Immortal Zhidao originally wanted to erase the strange flaws of this sword.

But Yuandaojiang insisted on keeping it.

"I've survived the eagle, but I haven't survived the sword yet! This is so interesting!"

"Keep it! Must keep it! Hahahahaha!"

"I am the number one swordsman!"

Then, Yuandaojiang endured for thousands of years.

A rebel is still a rebel.

In order to appease the sensitive rebels, Yuandaojiang began to look for the swordsman again.

The so-called people who serve the sword are those who coax the sword.

Make it happy and everyone is fine.

unhappy……

Rebellious thieves will become angry and kill.

Then, Yuandaojiang continued to look for the next sword bearer.

Therefore, sword bearers in Yuandaojiang are notoriously high-risk professions.

That sword is very arrogant.

……

After hearing the story about this sword, Xia Ming's expression became a little abnormal.

Looking at the dumbfounded Heizhu in the military formation, Xia Ming's pupils couldn't help but tighten.

The long sword stuck in the neck of the wild beast Heizhu is the rebel.

Xia Ming originally thought that the sword inserted in Heizhu's neck was Yuandaojiang's means of restraining Heizhu.

In the end, Yuan Daojiang told him that he was overthinking.

It's just that the anti-thief sword likes to stay there.

Love staying there…

Looking at Yuandaojiang who said all this calmly.

Xia Ming's throat rose and fell.

Listen!

Is this human talk?

What exactly is a demon?

The one who rides on the horse is the devil!

When Xia Ming was shocked, Yuan Daojiang patted his shoulder gently again.

"Boy, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can go and get familiar with it first."

"I think it was reluctant to let go for a while."

"That's right! Holy Son Yong!"

"How come I almost forgot about him?"

"Come on, come on! Xia Ming! Come with me and meet that boy!"

The crown prince Yuan Daojiang disappeared far away, and Xia Ming could only follow him immediately.

At the foot of Shengzhou Shituo City, Yuan Daojiang shouted loudly.

"Shengzhou Avenue is famous all over the world."

"These sons of mine are all arrogant and arrogant."

"I wonder if Saint Yong could come down and give me some tips?"

"It's also a good way to let them know... there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."

In Shituo City, Holy Son Li Yong slowly narrowed his eyes.

Yuandaojiang!

Worse than a dog!

Not only is he annoying, he is also shameless.

The so-called immortals must have died in this generation!

Destroy it!

call----

When Li Yong stood up, the city lord Xu Mi on the side also cast a worried look.

"Holy Son... you can't go!"

"The likes of the Supreme Dao! Use demons to cultivate immortality! It's impossible to guess!"

"Holy Son! Don't forget the purpose of this trip..."

Before Xu Mi finished speaking, the voice of Yuandaojiang outside the city sounded again.

"Everyone in the world says that the Holy Continent treats everyone equally and is a paradise for seeking the Tao."

"Zhongji Holy Continent has always been open and broad-minded."

"Holy Son Yong...are you stingy in teaching me?"

At this moment, Li Yong slowly looked at the city lord Xu Mi.

"You and I both know who Yuandaojiang is..."

"If you don't satisfy him, who knows how much trouble he can cause?"

"City Master Xu, the great cause of the Holy Continent is the most important thing."

"We have no choice."

……

In the end, Li Yong came down. The smile in Yuan Daojiang's eyes became a little brighter again.

Yuan Daojiang has a little hobby.

He likes to develop.

When I was young, I made an eagle, and when I grew up, I made a sword.

There is nothing wrong with promoting new people, he enjoys the process.

Many young bloods in the Black Scale Army were promoted from Yuandaojiang.

Now, he has found a new toy.

"If it's so inspiring..."

"Will he grow up faster?"

With his thoughts clear, Yuan Daojiang threw out four dark chess pieces.

When the chess piece landed, it instantly merged into the earth.

Then, the earth trembled, and a huge square battlefield appeared directly in front of everyone.

"Holy Son Yong, this is the weapon of the Eight Cauldrons, [Four Phases Trapped Beast Bureau]."

"The little things I get every once in a while."

"In the trapped beast bureau, monks who exceed the five-cauldron-god transformation realm will be suppressed."

"Since it's a competition, let's open up the boundaries, and let the Holy Son control it himself."

"I also invite the Holy Son to join the game and help me educate my proud and powerful soldiers!"

"Your Majesty, don't hold back! We must let them know the pros and cons of Shengzhou Dao!"

Looking around at the soldiers, Yuan Daojiang smiled.

"Why don't you hurry up and thank the Holy Son for your advice!"

"Thank you, Holy Son, for your advice!!"

"Thank you, Holy Son, for your advice!"

The mountains beside his ears were calling, and Li Yong knew it.

He had no room to retreat.

In this case, let's have a good fight!

With his thoughts clear, Li Yong's gray eyes became a little bit colder.

He, Li Yong, will tell Yuan Daojiang today.

The Holy Son of Zhongji is not made of mud!

……

Jumping straight into the four-phase trap, Li Yong is modest and calm.

His behavior showed the magnanimity of the Holy Land.

Seeing Li Yong like this, Yuan Daojiang's murderous thoughts rose again in his heart.

The Holy Continent cannot have a second prime minister!

In the age of immortals and demons, the Holy Continent can only become a mascot!

It shouldn't...and couldn't grow claws or wings.

Yuan Daojiang glanced at him, and a tall figure immediately walked out among the soldiers.

"The Black Scale Army of the Supreme Dao, Centurion, Wuding Divine Realm, Lord Wu Ping!"

"Please ask the Holy Son to teach me!"

In the eyes of everyone, Wu Pingjun entered the stage.

Then, he flew out again.

He smashed his head into the beach of bones beside him and passed out.

Wu Pingjun slept peacefully.

From start to finish, just in the blink of an eye.

There was deathly silence in front of the Ninth Corpse Tuo City.

After three breaths, the sound of mountain shouting came from the ninth city.

"Holy Son! Holy Son! Holy Son!"

"The Holy Son is invincible!"

"The Holy Son is invincible!"

……

While the Ninth City was in commotion, the Taoist army was completely silent.

The crowd of one hundred thousand was silent, and everyone looked at Yuandaojiang who was sitting high above Heizhuan's head.

Yuan Daojiang smiled under the nervous gazes of the cultivators.

He smiled broadly.

only……

Anyone familiar with Yuandaojiang knows this.

When he smiles, someone is going to die.

Forced by the terrifying momentum of Yuandaojiang.

Another monk has met his end.

"Zhidao, Commander of Thousands, Xu Lianshan, please ask the Holy Son for advice."

Ten breaths later, Xu Lianshan also flew away.

Seizing the opportunity, Li Yong punched him out.

"Son!!"

"Son!!!"

During the carnival in the Ninth City, another person appeared on the road.

"Zhi Dao, Commander of Thousands, Kang Duan, please give me advice from the Holy Son!"

Within twenty breaths, Kang Duan seized the opportunity and attacked Li Yong's back.

When the spiritual energy surged, Kang Duan punched down.

Then, a ray of gray flashed behind Saint Yong.

He actually resisted the punch.

Kang Duan, who was greedy for punching, was caught by Li Yong and was thrown away.

Seeing this scene, the chill in Yuan Daojiang's eyes became even greater.

【Tao body? 】

[What kind of Taoist body is this! ? 】

【interesting! 】

……

As the murderous intention accumulated, Yuan Daojiang laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha! Prince Yong is really incredible!"

"The Prime Minister of the Holy Continent knows people with his keen eyes!"

After praising Li Yong, Yuan Daojiang's sword eyes suddenly swept towards the surrounding soldiers.

"Are you all dead?"

"Didn't you see that the Holy Son is waiting for you?"

"Do you want me to go down!?"

As Yuandaojiang roared, a soldier in front of the formation slowly took off his mask.

Under the visor was a familiar face.

He is Po Liuhan. (End of chapter)