Great Dao Ji

Boom!

The sky was purple, illuminating the sky for thousands of miles, and the world seemed to be filled with a purple ocean.

The fierce sword flashed and disappeared.

"Ah!!"

A scream that shook the earth was accompanied by waves of blood splashing across the sky.

The black-robed old man had a hideous face and a horrified expression. He stretched out his hands tightly, staring at his fingers that were flexing and stretching in vain with endless unwilling eyes.

He wanted to catch the half of his body that had left his body.

But before the scream completely fell, the last color in his eyes had disappeared, and he fell from the air in the bloody waves.

He fell into the mud.

The visible blood waves rose from the ground, submerging a large area of ​​mountains and forests that were blown by the strong wind like ruins.

The fierce and murderous air waves then filled the sky and earth, sweeping across the four directions, destroying everything.

The sword cuts the flesh, and the heart kills the soul!

A single cut, body and soul disappeared!

"Yan, Old Yan─..."

Qi Cang's raised arm fell down powerlessly, his eyes immediately turned blood red.

He stared at a ruin in the distance:

"It's you..."

Whoosh~

The air wave emptied by the huge force flowed back, accompanied by the undispersed purple, making a 'woosh' sound, as if the wind was welcoming.

Under the airflow that was enough to tear steel.

The boundless purple turned into a huge, long, wide, and extremely ferocious sword.

It was held by a white hand with slender knuckles.

Then, it was placed diagonally on the shoulder of the person who came.

"Feng Xinglie!"

Qi Cang took a deep breath, and his heart sank.

The sword was like purple lightning, and the purple air filled the sky. Looking at the world today, there must be not many people who know him, but in the past and future eight thousand years, this person is truly famous.

There are legends about him, like thunder.

Feng Xinglie, known as the ‘Reincarnation Overlord’!

It is said that he is the descendant of the ‘Overlord’ of the nine ancient saints. His talent and understanding are both top-notch. What is even more terrifying is his luck.

It is said that he was born with the luck of the nine ancient emperors and hundreds of saints. In the year of his birth, purple air came from the east, a great demon surrendered, and when he was young, a spiritual treasure even fell from the sky.

On the day he was crowned king, the ‘Overlord Spear’ that had been silent in the starry sky for countless years came out of nowhere and took the initiative to recognize its master!

Known as the ‘Reincarnation Overlord’ and the ‘Living Overlord’, he is a true peerless genius.

In the eight thousand years of prosperous luck, he is one of the most outstanding few.

He has the potential to become a god!

But what makes him more uneasy is not how powerful Feng Xinglie is, but how he met Feng Xinglie!

He was reborn thirty years ago, and he broke through the barrier of the realm of all laws, and cultivated to shatter the vacuum. He was only one step away from being a marquis, and with the means of his previous life.

Except for meeting Emperor Yuanyang, he thought he was fearless.

But, this is unreasonable!

His own luck is very good, and his fate is not a star of destiny. He will not kill his friends and relatives at all. Moreover, he is connected with the fate of the 'Son of the Sun' Yuan Duxiu, and his luck should have risen greatly.

He should have turned disaster into blessing, and his family and friends should have risen to heaven. How could he kill Old Yan who should not have died at this time? !

Could it be...

"Oh?"

The man carried a long sword on his shoulder and tilted his head slightly.

His long hair was like grass, his eyes were like purple lightning, with a three-point look of contempt, a bit of surprise, and a hint of indifference:

"You know me? It seems that I am indeed not a small character."

His voice was sonorous, and every byte was like the sound of golden swords colliding, filled with thunder and masculine energy.

"You and I have no grudges, why did you attack my servant?"

Looking at the slender and burly figure in front of him, Qi Cang suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and said coldly: "The attack is a killing move, don't you think it's too much?"

He looked cold, and the murderous intent in his heart seemed to surge, but he didn't act rashly.

Facing a future top in the world, and unlike Yuan Duxiu who has not yet grown up, this Feng Xinglie is truly born extraordinary.

Naturally, he dared not be careless.

"Too much?"

Feng Xinglie smiled dumbly, his hair dancing wildly like grass, his expression wanton and fierce:

"Do you think I'm playing house with you?!"

Boom!

The sky was surging, thousands of miles were purple, and the air flow was violent, like a sea of ​​thunder suddenly descending between heaven and earth.

Gang Qi!

Wild wind!

Thunderous blood.

…

The strange phenomena in the sky could not cover up Feng Xinglie's extremely wild laughter:

"You have four eyes for nothing, but you can't see that grandpa is here to kill you?!"

The sound waves were even higher than the thunder sound.

The ridicule in it flowed into Qi Cang's heart like a substance.

"You are too much... Feng Xinglie!"

Qi Cang's eyes were red, and the murderous intent in his heart was like a thousand volcanoes erupting at the same time:

"You deserve to die!"

Boom!

Qi Cang was almost furious.

He had hidden worries in his heart, suspecting that there might be problems with his "God-defying Life-Taking Scroll". At this time, he could no longer bear it after hearing Feng Xinglie's contemptuous words.

It seemed that there was really a flame burning on his crown.

Under the naked humiliation and ridicule, all the worries in Qi Cang's heart were swept away.

The moment he stepped into the air, two shocking divine lights burst out from his double pupils!

It was the supreme magical power inherited from the bloodline and awakened from the double pupils!

The double pupils were originally an ancient phenomenon, symbolizing that the human race had tempered their physique to the peak, and every move of the body was a magical power.

After being deduced and summarized by generations of ancient sages, this unparalleled magical power that was originally only possessed by the strongest was finally passed down.

But the double pupils are not a skill, the only thing that can be passed down is blood!

Among the magical powers inherited by blood, the double pupil method can be called supreme!

Buzz~

The double pupils have four eyes, and two divine lights are emitted.

The void was instantly illuminated, and there was a buzzing and vibrating sound for thousands of miles in the sky.

Qi Cang was extremely angry, but he was extremely decisive in his actions. At the moment when the double pupil method burst out, his body swept back extremely, and a broken golden long sword was pulled out of the void bit by bit.

It was covered with divine light, and it was a revived marquis spiritual treasure!

After thirty years of rebirth, even if most of the time was wasted in the starry sky, it was enough for him to find some opportunities.

The Taiyin Shroud is one of them, and this Extinction Starlight Sword is also one of them.

Buzz buzz buzz~

At this time, the sword light was cold, accompanied by the light of the double pupils, and any strong man who could shatter the vacuum would change color.

"The light of the double pupils? The spiritual treasure of the title of marquis? Is this what you rely on?..."

Feng Xinglie had a wild personality, but his fighting method had already been perfected. Seeing the two divine lights coming like swords in the air, his eyes were also fixed.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

The operation of all visible and invisible things in the void seemed to slow down thousands of times in an instant, and the surrounding space seemed to have become real.

It was tightly squeezed and bound his body.

"If you want to kill me, just relying on the double pupils is not enough!"

But in a flash, Feng Xinglie sneered, and his expression became more and more cruel.

Boom!

His masculine blood burst like thousands of thunders, and the waves seemed to be in the terrifying air waves, and they tore the void that was pressing like a substance.

Stepping up to the sky and rising thousands of feet!

The long sword held upside down pulled out a purple blade light thousands of miles long.

With a loud bang, it slashed towards Qi Cang:

"Kill!!!"

...

Huhu~

The sky is boundless and vast.

A bronze tripod flashed through the air, and its speed was extremely fast. It took only a moment to cut through the void of thousands of miles.

Yuan Duxiu sat cross-legged on the lid of the tripod, and the Taiyin shroud was drooping on the ears of the tripod.

His expression was a little strange.

Things like the sky-dropping spiritual treasure choosing its master have always been only in legends, and what kind of existence are those in the legend?

He never thought that he would encounter such a thing one day.

It was a coincidence that a spiritual treasure of the king was born in front of him, and it was so compatible with him that it directly recognized him as its master!

And what was even more terrifying than this was...

"The last treasure hiding place left before the fall of the Great Sun Golden Palace..."

Yuan Duxiu's eyes flickered as he chewed the few words left in the bronze tripod.

This bronze tripod was severely damaged and almost destroyed, but the things recorded in it were much more precious than this broken king-level spiritual treasure.

Because that was the treasure place of the ‘Great Sun Golden Palace’!

A powerful sect that once rivaled the Holy Land and once suppressed the world’s sects to the point of being unable to breathe, the most essential treasure place!

Such an opportunity can be called a great fortune!

Even though Yuan Duxiu was calm, he was a little surprised and doubtful at this time.

Looking down at the rolling sea of ​​clouds below, Yuan Duxiu communicated with Mu Longcheng in his heart:

“Teacher, have you noticed anything strange?”

It is necessary to be careful when the opportunity falls from the sky.

He did not understand this when he discovered the true form of the law of destruction, and the price was too shocking.

At this time, even if it was the treasure of the Great Sun Golden Palace, he would not be happy.

“You have never found it, so naturally I have nothing to find.”

Mu Longcheng answered indifferently, his heart as calm as water.

He was also surprised, but not at what Yuan Duxiu got, but at the attacker.

He had clearly been spying on Yuan Duxiu for a long time with secret methods, and even captured Yuan Duxiu in one fell swoop, so how could he become a treasure-giving boy?

"In this case, I'm relieved."

Yuan Duxiu was relieved a little, and the speed of the bronze tripod suddenly increased a lot, breaking through the clouds and waves like lightning.

"You, are going back to Wanfa Tower?"

Mu Longcheng came back to his senses.

"Yes."

Yuan Duxiu nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's a coincidence that I am in Wanfa Tower, and it will be his birthday in a few days. This treasure can be given to him..."

"You..."

Mu Longcheng paused, as if organizing his words.

Yuan Duxiu seemed to know what he wanted to say, but just shook his head: "Teacher, that's my only relative..."

"He won't care, but you will miss an opportunity to make rapid progress."

Mu Longcheng shook his head in his heart.

Yuan Duxiu was kind-hearted. Even though he had guided and changed a lot after several times, it was difficult to change his nature.

But, where are your relatives?

That was just the ‘Demon from the Outside World’ who had reincarnated in your little brother’s house!

But he naturally couldn’t say this.

“There will always be a chance.”

Yuan Duxiu smiled indifferently.

The cultivation of any technique is not a matter of a day or a night. Cultivation is especially a long process. The rapid progress at a certain time is just the accumulation of hard practice in another period of time.

It is rare to make such progress as he did before.

But now he is only a hundred years old and can rival the cave heaven. He only needs an opportunity to truly condense into the cave heaven and live for three thousand years!

Why should we rush for a day or a night?

On the contrary, my younger brother, who stands out from the crowd, has many enemies. Even if there is only a little help, he will be satisfied.

"If you don't take what God gives you, you will be blamed; if you don't welcome the opportunity, you will suffer the consequences! Do you think you will have such an opportunity if you miss today?"

Mu Longcheng sneered.

"I..."

Yuan Duxiu was about to say something, but suddenly his expression changed, he closed his eyes and kept silent.

"Huh?!"

Mu Longcheng seemed to have noticed something, and his brows frowned in his heart.

Without waiting for him to ask.

In the golden blood, Yuan Duxiu opened his eyes with a shocked and strange look:

"Teacher, I seem to be breaking through..."

Thank you for your support. . . . . . . . Gouzi is ashamed.