Great Dao Ji

Zheng~

The sound of the sword originates from the five fingers.

An Qisheng stretched out his palm, and an invisible and handleless long sword emerged.

The King Quan Sword is intangible and has no quality, and can evolve into thousands of weapons. At this time, it is its initial state, the Dao Sword, or in other words, a flying sword.

For a long time in the floating world, he planned for a long time and left a backup force for three thousand years. Only then did he rely on the royal sword brought by Tong Zhengyang, a man of great luck, to rely on him on the Xuanxing.

The Wang Quan Sword is neither gold nor iron, intangible and substanceless, neither breath nor spirit. It is made of the Tao Yun of Wang Quan Taoist.

Not only does it contain the evolution of Wang Quan Tao's martial arts over the past three thousand years, but it is also essentially the incarnation of Wang Quan Taoism.

The basis of its existence is An Qisheng's never-ending soul.

This sword, to a certain extent, is the embodiment of his spiritual sword.

It can be driven without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Of course, any operation cannot be without consumption. What the King Quan Sword consumes is his blood and spirit.

Its existence is also another path for An Qisheng.

If the 'qi' species cannot be condensed and the body shell collapses, the King Quan Sword will be the cornerstone that carries his spirit, and it will be his base camp in the blessed land of reincarnation and the infinite cave.

Spiritual attachment is the cornerstone, and using it to kill enemies becomes a magical weapon!

Chi chi chi~

The moment the Dao sword appeared, the sound of cracking brocade could be heard in the sky.

Then the sword light spread like a tide, spreading in all directions, pouring in like water, reaching everywhere.

Before a zombie fell from the sky, it was already torn apart by the all-encompassing sword light. Before it even hit the ground, it was crushed into powder by the extremely sharp energy!

Roar~

A scream suddenly disappeared.

The sword light struck like a waterfall, and zombies were completely submerged by the sword light.

Of course, these zombies do not have the perverted physique of the previous female zombie who was immune to bombardment. Each one of them is truly invulnerable, and even a sniper rifle cannot penetrate its skin.

But under the light of this water-like sword, it melted instantly like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

The steel and iron bones, the invulnerability, all of them are as if they have never existed!

Roar~~

Zombies disappeared one after another in the light of the sword.

Some zombies in the distance seemed to be unaware of it and were still rushing towards the tide of sword light.

Taoist Juechen watched.

I saw a wave of sword light covering all directions, and there seemed to be a giant dragon rolling around, moving in all directions. As it moved, the zombies were broken into pieces, without any resistance.

With his eyesight, he could only feel that the crowd of corpses surrounding them was shattered inch by inch, both near and far, and all were shattered into particles that were invisible to the naked eye by the omnipresent sword light.

Zheng~

It seems that the sound of the sword has not yet fallen, and the light of the sword has already subsided.

Finally, the scattered sword light flowed back among the ripples in the air and sank into An Qisheng's raised palm.

Faintly, Taoist Juechen could sense it.

An inch above the palm, there was an invisible divine sword that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Phew~

An Qisheng let out a slight breath, and the King Quan Sword had disappeared into his palm.

The sharp energy dissipated immediately.

His blood energy calmed down, and his temples were slightly tense. This sword was quite oppressive to his body at this time.

Although in theory, he could kill the Taoist Wang Quan with one sword at the height of his power, in fact, with his current physique, he would have almost nothing to lose with Bingjie with such a sword.

But these walking corpses naturally don’t require much effort.

"This sword"

Juechen Taoist cannot be at peace in his heart.

This sword is not an illusion or a spiritual suggestion, but a real power that transcends the ordinary.

Even if An Qisheng took action and killed all the zombies with one against a thousand, he was not so surprised.

This is a truly surreal power.

At this moment, even though he was calm-minded, he was also very interested in the 'adventure' experienced by An Qisheng.

What kind of adventure could make it perform such incredible things?

Boom!

Almost at the moment when the Royal Sword disappeared, thunder suddenly appeared in the sky and roared, billowing dark clouds filled the air, and an electric snake was about to swoop down.

However, the moment the King Quan Sword appeared, it collided with the magnetic field between heaven and earth, causing thunderclouds to gather.

If the King Quan Sword hadn't been destroyed in a flash and was extremely fast, it would have triggered thunder and lightning all over the sky.

An Qisheng didn't pay attention to the thunder and lightning rolling in the sky, his eyes fell into the distance.

Although these zombies have lost all memory, they still retain a trace of instinct, and as long as they have instinct, no creature will take the initiative to die.

These zombies come one after another, naturally because of some kind of drive.

His senses are sharp.

After these zombies were smashed into pieces, the twisted souls dissipated in the magnetic field and were captured by the source.

This thunder and lightning in the sky was attracted by the King Quan Sword, but the reason why it stayed.

But it's because of the source of the magnetic field in the distance.

Also rioting!

Bang!

Bang!

In the dark basement, the fishy wind howled, and the evil red light glowed.

The big red coffin trembled, making a groaning sound as the old wooden door opened and closed. As the ink line buzzed, large streams of scarlet blood spurted out from the gaps in the slightly raised coffin.

It was as if there was a sea of ​​blood sealed in it. Not long after, the scarlet blood spread like a drink, submerging the mummies one after another and soaking the red coffin in it.

Wow~

Soaked in blood, the yellowed talismans moved without wind, and the faint golden light shone, colliding with the waves of blood.

It made a violent corrosive sound.

The ink line soaked in blood also buzzed and vibrated, roaring like a substantial ink dragon, tightly entangled around the coffin.

"A thousand years, a thousand years, how long do you want to trap me?!"

There was a low roar in the coffin.

He couldn't help but be angry. Not only was there no bad luck in this strange place, there was actually no spiritual energy from heaven and earth!

In fact, the population is very thin!

It has been a month, and the number of zombies he has transformed is less than 10,000!

If this continues, he will really die, really die!

The Zombie King is nearly immortal, but what is immortal is not his sorrows!

The zombie king will be resurrected every 129,600 years, but the zombie king is not necessarily his sorrow!

Boom!

The roaring sound exploded violently, and the blood waves rolled more and more violently.

Woohoo~~

Gradually, the sound of ghost cries that seemed to be real reverberated from the abyss, piercing through the tornadoes and spreading in all directions.

This wailing sound was too sinister, even colder than the eternal snow in the snow-capped mountains.

An Qisheng and Taoist Juechen, who were thousands of meters away, felt a bone-chilling coldness creeping into the cracks in their bones.

This aura was too cold and severe, and as soon as it appeared, the evil aura between heaven and earth was so powerful!

"The source is indeed here!"

Taoist Juechen's eyes trembled, he took out his locator and started to rush forward.

This aura is so weird, if it really revives, the consequences will be horrific and unpredictable.

But he just took two steps.

An Qisheng has blocked his way.

"Little friend An?"

Taoist Juechen frowned, as if he had guessed something: "You may have another trump card in your hand, but you can't be careless about this matter. It must be completely eliminated."

"Although the nuclear bomb is extremely powerful, it is not the right time to release it at this time. The female zombie was able to escape from the ground before, but the zombie king from this source can't?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He entered a corner of the Mengxiya Mountains and caught a glimpse of the situation of the zombie king Zhushang. He was in a coffin and could not escape despite struggling several times.

The coffin and the talismans on it seemed to be the means to seal him.

If you drop a nuclear bomb, you don't know if it will kill the Zombie King, but the coffin will most likely be destroyed.

If you fail to kill the Zombie King, but help him get out of trouble, that would be great fun.

"this"

Taoist Juechen pondered slightly.

He has always been a decisive person, but when it comes to dropping nuclear bombs, anyone must proceed with caution.

Once there is no success, the consequences will be great.

"Leave it to me."

Seeing him pondering slightly, An Qisheng said again:

"There are better ways than nuclear bombs."

"oh?"

Taoist Juechen frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"The sky and the earth interact, the magnetic field changes, and these dark clouds in the sky are just prepared for the zombie king?"

An Qisheng pointed at the dark clouds gathering in the sky:

"The Zombie King's magnetic field is much stronger than that of the gods. The reason why it has not attracted thunder is firstly because its magnetic field covers a wide area and creates monsters one after another. Secondly, it is also because he has not been revived.

Now that he wants to recover, he will naturally not be able to escape this disaster! "

As the magnetic field of life grows stronger, it will inevitably collide with the magnetic field of heaven and earth, just like swimming, you cannot avoid touching water.

But the zombie king was sealed in the coffin, which seemed to avoid the thunder disaster.

Theoretically, the source of this thundercloud may not be found at this time.

However, I can help him!

Taoist Juechen glanced at the dark clouds in the sky and hesitated slightly.

"If I fail, it's not too late for you to crush the position."

An Qisheng said again.

Before he could reply, he had already stepped away. As his body undulated, he had already crossed hundreds of meters and was approaching the abyss where Mu Feng was.

boom!

Boom!

As An Qisheng stepped forward, his aura spread out.

In an instant, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, electric snakes danced, and the roaring hurricane howled. In this pitch-black sky, it looked even more terrifying!

"Flying sword? Dao sword? What is the style of that sword?"

In the dark cave, in the trembling and struggling coffin, scarlet eyes flashed.

In the Emperor's Heaven Realm, flying swords are magical weapons that only a handful of people can refine. This is a ghostly place that doesn't even have the bad luck of evil spirits or the aura of heaven and earth.

Someone can actually make a flying sword?

How did he do it?

"Thunder? Do you want to use lightning to strike me?"

The next moment, he seemed to feel something, his scarlet eyes condensed, and an angry look appeared.

The zombie was born with the energy of resentment. He hates masculine energy such as thunder the most in his life. His body is almost immortal. Even if Emperor Tian is very cruel, the old master cannot kill him. Naturally, he will not be afraid of thunder, but But he doesn't like being struck by lightning either.

"court death!"

Zhu Shang shouted, and the cave suddenly shattered!

Boom!

The earth shook among the snowy mountains, and the tornado shattered!

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and saw endless wind and snow flying in all directions. Amidst the turbulent air currents, an evil and deep aura rose into the sky!

The first chapter is presented