Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The moment the sword light appeared, the heaven and earth reached the sun, and the blazing white light illuminated the radius.

The people in Heyang City subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the scene in front of them sluggishly.

The five rays of green light emitted by the plague monarch engulfed in an instant, and the sword qi crisscrossed, even the great sun radiance in the sky was obscured, and it slashed down towards the plague monarch not far away.

“This sword intent, Sword Heavenly Monarch?” The plague monarch showed a shocked look, facing the sword, a peerless figure of the Desolate Ancient Era subconsciously flashed in his mind.

The sword is the first of a hundred soldiers, not only in mythology, looking at the heavens and realms, the sword is also the most used weapon, and there is no one.

In the Dongxuan Great World, of course, there are also masters of using swords, and there are quite a few.

In the memory of the Plague Monarch, there was such a peerless sword immortal in the Desolate Ancient Era, who was a great god of the Desolate Age, and was called the Sword Heavenly Monarch.

His strength is extremely strong, his sword intent is overwhelming, he has suppressed hundreds of millions of swordsmen in the Desolate Ancient World, and his power is not inferior to the six heavenly monarchs of the Divine Court.

Just because he was obsessed with the sword path and ignored common things, even the Aragami Book did not include his immortal name, although he nominally belonged to the Desolate Ancient Divine Court, but the divine dragon could not see the end.

If he was willing, I was afraid that the six Heavenly Monarchs who assisted the Heavenly Emperor in the Desolate Ancient Era would become seven.

At the same time, the Heavenly Monarch of the Desolate Ancient Era is an honorific title, meaning the lord of heaven and earth, the king of immortals.

The Desolate Ancient Heavenly Court is not only the six Heavenly Monarchs, but they are the strongest and most famous, and they are also the auxiliary gods of the Heavenly Emperor, so they are collectively called.

The Plague Monarch is also the Great Maharaja of the Desolate Ancient Era, but he is a demon lord and belongs to the enemy of the Desolate Ancient Divine Court.

A long time ago, he had seen Jian Tianjun cut out a sword, and the sword intent ran across the heaven and earth, almost dividing the heaven and earth, and the impression of that sword was indelible for eternity.

And today facing Mo Yu’s sword, he subconsciously felt the same feeling.

“The other party’s cultivation in the sword path has reached the level of the Sword Heavenly Monarch?” This terrible thought subconsciously appeared in the heart of the plague jun.

He didn’t have time to think about it, because Mo Yu’s sword had already arrived in front of him.

Without any hesitation, he drank angrily, and the three-foot nails above his ten fingers suddenly broke, and the nails shone with a faint green light.

As the light emerged, the ten armors suddenly merged and turned into a ghostly demon knife.

At the same time as holding the knife, his momentum climbed again, and he slashed out, and the glow appeared, and the energy was annihilated under the sword.

Rumble!

The sky seemed to explode, the ground rumbled and shook, and the plague slashed and cut the sword light.

All the people in Heyang City bowed their heads, and a knife ravine spread from the city, dividing the city in half.

This is still Mo Yu and the plague monarch’s control of their own strength to the extreme, and the aftermath of the fight has not even overflowed a point, otherwise just now, Heyang City will completely collapse, and everyone will be buried.

The sword qi was broken, Mo Yu drank lightly, and the figure soared into the air again, and the eyes of the plague monarch condensed slightly, and also went higher into the air.

He understood what Mo Yu meant, even if the two of them had reached a slight control over their own strength, when the real battle was fierce, no one could guarantee that it would not affect the creatures in Heyang City.

He naturally doesn’t care about the life and death of Heyang City, but he also keeps these people useful, and even the existence of these people is one of his hole cards, naturally he will not destroy his foundation.

The two of them were thousands of miles in the air in the blink of an eye, Mo Yu stood in the clouds, holding a sword in his right hand and carrying it with his left hand, under the rising sun, the indescribable fairy wind fluttered.

He chuckled: “Junjun, if you only have such means, it will be difficult for you to survive today.” ”

The plague monarch snorted coldly, also standing on a cloud, as his feet fell, a white cloud quickly turned into a dark cloud, he sneered: “Benjun has been in the desolate for countless years, what a battle has never been seen, you better worry about yourself first, the sword in Benjun’s hand is not long-eyed.” ”

Just as the two were talking, in Heyang City below, Su Mu raised his head and could only see the figures of the two in the clouds.

At this moment, a figure further away in the city quickly swept over and landed beside him, an old man of about fifty, wearing a cyan robe.

When Su Mu saw this person, he quickly saluted: “City Lord.” ”

The person who came was none other than the Lord of Heyang City, an inner gate elder of the Three Rivers Sect, who had the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the Exterior.

He waved his hand and said, “I am roughly clear about the situation here, but I didn’t expect that Qi Huang Tianjun was the source of this plague, but it’s a pity that the old man’s cultivation is low and can’t help.” I have ordered the Great Array to be fully unfolded, hoping to protect the safety of Heyang City. ”

As he spoke, a formation light rose above the Heyang City Wall, turning into an invisible shield that enveloped the entire city.

This is the Great Array of Heyang City, which was personally laid by the Three Rivers Sect and can withstand the attacks of the powerhouses of the Dongtian Realm.

It’s just that in the face of whether the two of Plague Jun and Mo Yu can work, he can’t say for sure.

At the same time that the light of the formation rose, the two on the clouds clashed again.

The Pure Yang Sword in Mo Yu’s hand was raised, and his gaze became fierce in an instant, as if his eyes had also turned into a sharp sword.

In the next instant, the Pure Yang sword slashed down, and this time, the sword qi was no longer fierce, but a leisurely sword light fell, like a spring breeze, with the meaning of endless long.

But it was this sword that made the plague lord’s face change.

His eyes reflected this sword light, and he saw that there was a clear interpretation of the world in the sword light.

In the sword scene, there is a tall building that reaches the sky, the figures on the upper floor are scattered, there are immortals strolling, and toasting to the moon.

He counts lightly, the floors are no more, no less, exactly twelve.

Bai Yujing in the sky, the twelfth floor and five cities;

The immortal caresses my top, and the hair bears eternal life.

The plague monarch was in a trance, as if he was in Bai Yujing, talking and laughing with the immortals of the past, discussing with ancient and modern sages, and making his words joyful, endless dashing.

In the next moment, his gaze suddenly froze: “Not good!” ”

He was worthy of being the Desolate Ancient Demon Monarch, and when he reacted at the most critical time, the wind-like sword qi was approaching, he roared lowly, and the Nether Blade in his hand was cut out again.

“Demon Saint Seven Absolute Slash!”

The sword radiance transformed in an instant, interpreting the transformation of life and death, and at the moment of the sword light, everything was silent, the building in the sword collapsed, and the gentle sword intent dissipated inch by inch.

But this did not mean that the plague king was not injured, he snorted softly, only to feel the breeze blowing on his face, and his steps took three steps back on the clouds.

The face, arms, and body appeared sword marks at the same time, a total of twelve, and demon blood overflowed.

He gasped, rejoicing in his heart, just a little, he was lost in the other party’s sword intent, it was too terrible.

However, before he could catch his breath, heaven and earth heard the sound of swords again, and he instantly raised his head, only to see a slender sword qi breaking through the air.

This sword qi is slender to the extreme, and it is also condensed to the extreme, everything in the world is extremely fragile in front of this sword, and nothing can block this sword,

When the sword qi passed, the space was silently cut, and even the space itself could not withstand this sword light.

“One sword breaks ten thousand laws! It is a sword that breaks all laws, it is impossible! ”

At this moment, the plague monarch only felt that his scalp was numb, and his exclamation was extremely sharp.

In the distance, Mo Yu gently withdrew the Pure Yang Sword behind his back, showing the wind and clouds.

The sword of the twelfth floor and even the sword of softness are like a spring breeze, killing people invisibly.

And this sword is the supreme sword, a thousand avenues, all kinds of magic methods, I broke it with a sword.

From soft to rigid, transform as you like.

This is Lu Dongbin, this is the world’s first sword immortal!