The strongest starting system

Chapter 649 Immortal Sword Intent
Maybe it's because his knowledge has become more extensive, Zhao Wushuang is not interested in the position of the Holy Son now.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Brahma Zhan Sheng did not break through to Wu Sheng, he would not be his opponent.

Although it is a bit arrogant to say this, it is the truth. In the same realm, Zhao Wushuang is already strong enough to easily crush the Son of God as a semi-sage. As the Holy Land Lord of the Northern Continent, he is not a martial saint, so he is really not a big threat.

Looking around in front of him, Zhao Wushuang found that there were not many people who could pose a threat to him, except Jiang Taixu beside him.

His eyes continued to scan, and when he saw the saint in the extremely dark holy land, his heart moved slightly.

"Neon clothes..." Zhao Wushuang stared straight at the beautiful woman in the distance without any hesitation, and there were waves of waves in his heart.

I saw Yun Nishang's beautiful black hair falling down like a waterfall, her flower-like melon-seeded face is as crystal clear as jade, her tender and smooth skin is as ice-like as snow, her figure is beautiful, her face is cold, like other-worldly fireworks.

Perhaps it was due to the pure yin body, but with the passage of time, Yun Nishang's appearance was even better than before, to the extent that Zhao Wushuang's heart was moved.

Sensing the aggressive gaze, Yun Nishang frowned, with displeasure on her face.

When she saw that it was the person who caused the commotion before, the displeasure on her face became even worse, but even so, for some reason, there was a trace of familiarity in her heart.

This feeling came very suddenly, Yun Nishang simply stopped thinking about it after failing to think about it, and Leng Michen beside him noticed this imagination, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Nishang? I don't think you look very good."

Such vulgar words of concern made Yun Nishang's displeasure even more intense. This move may be okay against the other young female disciples, but it is far from her.

"Please also ask the Holy Son to respect himself and call me by my real name." Yun Nishang said coldly with a hint of disgust hidden in her eyes.

Ordinary people may not know the good things he did behind the scenes, but as a saint, she knows a lot about these things.

Including how Leng Michen secretly treated the beautiful female disciples in the Holy Land, and his unspeakable 'hobbies'.

Knowing people, knowing the face but not knowing the heart, Leng Michen is a god-like existence in the eyes of ordinary disciples, and everyone admires him, but his behind-the-scenes activities are extremely chilling.

That's why Yun Nishang is so alienated from him, still lukewarm for such a long time, and sometimes even doesn't want to talk to him, it feels disgusting to stand together.

Leng Michen's smile froze when he heard the words, he turned his head resentfully, and looked at Zhao Wushuang who was looking at him.

"Is this the kid looking at the neon clothes?" Leng Michen's eyes flashed with confusion, remembering Zhao Wushuang's face in his heart, then he smiled and looked ahead as if nothing had happened.

No matter what time Leng Michen has the image of a handsome young man, even if he is outside, he doubts if he is inside.

As time went by, he coveted Yun Nishang even more, and he wished he could become a Taoist couple and pass on the family line immediately.

However, he hadn't had a chance to do anything during this period of time. He faintly found that Yun Nishang's strength seemed to be on par with him, which made him very puzzled.

Generally speaking, the pure yin body is not a strong physique, but it is faster than ordinary people in cultivation. At this level, if you want to continue to improve, you must understand the law by yourself.

Only when the law is strong, will it be stronger.

So this is where Leng Michen is puzzled. He has never known that Yun Nishang's talent will be so perverted. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before he is surpassed.

"This kind of thing must never happen! As long as I can get her Yuan Yin, I might be able to become a martial saint!" Leng Michen clenched his fists tightly, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

After Zhao Wushuang looked at it for a while, he looked back. Obviously, now is not the time to meet each other, and it might be better when the time is right.

In his eyes, Leng Michen is just a slap in the face, even if he is the Son of the Holy Land, he has no fear at all.

The Cyanwood Holy Land is a good example. He doesn't believe that the Extreme Yin Holy Land will have the same three saints as the Cyanwood Holy Land.

Jiang Taixu felt the fluctuations in Zhao Wushuang's heart, and said: "A man is trapped by love, it's not a good thing."

Zhao Wushuang chuckled: "Brother Jiang's words are wrong. Love is the root of human beings. The seven emotions and six desires enter the mundane world. Even a saint can't escape the vulgarity, right?"

"But if you want to achieve the pinnacle, you must cut off the root of love." Jiang Taixu said firmly.

"Boldly ask, Brother Jiang has cut off the world of mortals?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"Everything in the world of mortals is false." Jiang Taixu said slowly.

As soon as he said this, Zhao Wushuang understood that Jiang Taixu is a robot who can only cultivate. Cutting off the seven emotions and six desires is of course beneficial to the Taoist heart, but if you are alive, if you don't even have these ordinary things, what else is there? What do you mean?

If you pursue the Dao, you are doomed to be alone in the end.

But Zhao Wushuang couldn't say anything, after all, everyone has their own ideas, and what Jiang Taixu did was nothing more than pursuing the Dao with all his heart.

Throughout the past and present, many great talents have done this, and the final results vary, but no matter what, this is their choice.

It is impossible for Zhao Wushuang to cut off the root of love, even if he meets the saint robbery again, Zhao Wushuang will not do so.

Deng!
suddenly!A humming sound like a divine bell sounded, and a colorful divine light suddenly came out from the depths of the divine city.

Everyone looked together, and saw an illusory mountain stream suddenly appearing above the city of God, spanning thousands of miles, and the separation was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut open by a sword.

At the edge of the mountain stream, a sword intent to open the sky soared into the sky, easily splitting the sky into two!
This miraculous scene amazed everyone, and the most shocking thing was the eternal sword intent, which existed for tens of thousands of years and was passed down endlessly.

This scene reminded Zhao Wushuang of when he was in the Ice and Fire Mountain Range, when Zhang Fei's sword glow was equally terrifying, but the difference was that the sword intent here was stronger in comparison.

Even after such a long time, the Sword God Kingdom has existed for millions of years, and the Sword God Code is a feast that has existed since the founding of the country.

Some people speculate that the founding God of the Sword God Kingdom discovered this place and established the Kingdom of God here, and some people say that this secret realm is a masterpiece of the founding God himself.

As for which version is true, it doesn't matter anymore. There is no need to go back to the source of things that can bring the gospel to future generations. Besides, you can't find the truth, right?
After the secret realm appeared, figures flew out of the divine city, and they surrounded the secret realm in eight trigrams, their robes fluttered, their palms forward, and a steady stream of saint power poured into the secret realm.

Suddenly!Under the effect of the power of the saint, the secret realm became more and more solid, and it was no longer the original illusory scene, and the immortal sword intent that followed was also more solid.

(End of this chapter)