Mortal Bones

Just when everyone was curious about what was going on.

The voice of Lu Daoxuan, Emperor Zhenwutian and junior master of Qingxuan Sect, sounded in the spiritual mirror again:

"When I was thirty years old, I traveled to the Yellow Maple Valley. After asking Jia Bingsheng, the master of the Sword Valley, I visited the Lingyun Peak of the Yellow Maple Valley."

"This peak has steep peaks, deep valleys and dense forests, and is full of aura!"

"After observing it, I feel that there is a sword intention hidden in the mountain."

"This sword is nourished by the aura of the mountain."

"When I look at it today, I can see that the aura of this sword comes from itself. It is indeed extraordinary."

Everyone was horrified when they heard this. They didn't expect that there was such a strange sword technique in this world that relied on the aura of mountains and rivers to hide swords and raise them.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time that Lu Daoxuan's words fell, the sword light that made people feel extraordinary spirituality just by looking at it with the naked eye had merged with the broken sword light that resisted the bright moon.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by a trembling sound that seemed to tear the world apart, the bright moon that was originally falling to the ground of Zhenwu Tian was frozen in the air under the combined force of the two sword lights, as if it had been frozen. Like a body curse.

Seeing this scene, a group of monks standing on the peaks of Zhenwu watching the battle couldn't help but cheer in unison.

And the Huang Maple Valley disciples who could see the sword light from close range couldn't help but congratulated in unison:

"The disciples of Huang Maple Valley respectfully welcome Emperor Jianjiu to take the sword."

Even the owner of the Yellow Maple Valley, who had some issues with Qingxuan, solemnly handed over to the sword light on the top of the mountain.

In the face of Zhenwu's life and death, all festivals are trivial.

"Zheng!"

Just when everyone was still immersed in the shock of Lu Daoxuan's sword just now, suddenly there was another sound of sword sound coming from the watching mirror in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a monk shouting excitedly in the spiritual mirror:

"My Xiaoyaomen Xianxia Peak also has sword light rising into the sky!"

Almost at the same time as the shouting sounded, the image of Xiaoyao Sect's Xianxia Peak suddenly appeared in the spiritual mirror in front of everyone.

In the scene, just as the Xiaoyao Sect disciple said before, there was a sword as thick as a mountain rising into the sky, as if it was going to pierce the sky.

It is no different from the situation on Lingyun Peak in Yellow Maple Valley.

But the difference is that the sword light rising from Xianxia Mountain is like a strong giant dragon, and the color of the sword light is more like the morning glow, extremely dazzling.

Almost at the same time, the voice of Emperor Jianjiu resounded throughout the five directions of heaven and earth again:

"When I was sixty years old, I went up to Xianxia Peak alone with a sword. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, I learned from fellow swordsmen of Xiaoyao Sect all the way."

"When you reach the top, you can overlook the mountains. The green clouds are lingering in the mountains, and the blue crystals all over the mountains are shining in the sun. It is so beautiful."

"Yu Sui turned what he felt in his heart into sword intention and planted it into this mountain."

As he spoke, the sword light, as bright as the morning glow, happened to blend with the two previous sword lights.

"boom!……"

Amidst the violent vibrations, the bright moon that was still in a stalemate with Lu Daoxuan's sword light seemed to be a heavy object pushed by a powerful force, and was pushed back bit by bit by the sword light.

Although the speed was very slow, it made all the Zhenwu monks ecstatic. Because this is enough to prove that Lu Daoxuan's sword can withstand this falling moon.

"Rumble!..."

It’s just that I haven’t waited for everyone to be happy for too long.

I saw that the ninety-nine keel puppets dragging the bright moon started to burn.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the bright moon that had been pushed back to the sky by Lu Daoxuan's sword light actually pushed Lu Daoxuan's sword light and fell towards the ground of Zhenwu Tian again.

Just when a group of monks watching the battle were very uneasy and thought that the sword of Zhenwutian Emperor Lu Daoxuan still could not suppress the falling moon, they saw a sudden sound like a wave in the spiritual mirror reflecting the scene in Zhenwutian in front of them. There was a trembling sound like the earth was shaking.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Just when a group of monks outside Zhenwutian were curious about where this trembling sound came from, hundreds of shouts from Zhenwutian disciples suddenly appeared in the spiritual mirror in front of them at the same time - —

"A sword light also rose from the Cuiying Peak of our Yunjing Palace. This is the most powerful sword I have ever seen!"

"There is also sword light rising from Chunyang Sword Sect Blazing Mountain. This sword light is like the flames rising into the sky, so spectacular!"

"Tiandaomen, there is also a sword light rising into the sky on Biyun Peak of our Tiandaomen."

"We also have sword light rising here in Hanbi Mountain!"

"Not only are you there on the mountain, but we also have sword light rising on Poyun Lake!"

"..."

In the Yipin Pavilion teahouse, listening to the shouts coming from the spiritual mirror, Xiahou Qingyuan of Yuheng Mountain looked a little dull and said:

"Could it be that...could it be that...the hidden sword Zhenwu mentioned by Emperor Jianjiu is more than just one sword or two swords."

"But in all the famous mountains and rivers he has traveled to, his sword intent is hidden in them all?"

Hearing this, Xia Houyou looked confused:

"I originally thought that the Hidden Sword in the Eyes technique that Xu Taiping used at the Jiangui Conference was the most powerful sword in the Hidden Sword Technique."

"I didn't expect that his master, Lu Daoxuan, could actually hide his sword in the famous mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of Zhenwutian!"

Shihu Tianjun said with a serious face:

"If this sword can be completed, this Lu Daoxuan can compete with the Yang Yan Sword at its peak!"

Just as he finished speaking, the image in the spirit mirror in front of him suddenly kept climbing upwards.

After a moment, the image in the spirit mirror began to reflect the entire Zhenwu Heaven from a bird's-eye view.

Obviously, this should be the Nine Prefectures of Zhenwu Heaven, in the Guanshan Realm

Although the mountains in the picture have become the size of rice grains.

But the sword lights rising from the mountains and rivers are still clearly visible.

This scene is as if the mountains and rivers of the entire Zhenwu Heaven are under the guidance of Lv Daoxuan, asking the falling moon of the Nine Abyss.

Seeing this, the scalps of all the cultivators are numb.

"Boom!"

Before everyone came to their senses, they saw a Dharma image that was more than 300 feet high, holding up the sky with his hands, and rising from the ground of Zhenwu.

This figure, transformed by the power of the law of heaven and earth, naturally came from Lv Daoxuan.

Almost at the same time, Lv Daoxuan's voice once again resounded throughout the five directions of heaven and earth - "Ten thousand swords come out of Zhenwu!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword lights flying from the famous mountains and rivers of Zhenwu Heaven, as well as the rivers, lakes and seas, gathered towards the palm of Lv Daoxuan's Dharma image raised high, just like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

These sword lights, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, gathered into a bright galaxy and flowed towards the hands of Lv Daoxuan's Dharma image.

"Zheng!..."

Finally, accompanied by an ear-splitting sword sound, Lv Daoxuan's Dharma image, which was more than a hundred feet high, held the giant sword formed by tens of thousands of sword lights, like Pangu who created the world, and slashed at the bright moon that suddenly fell from the top of his head.

But almost at the same time as this sword was slashed.

Xu Taiping, who was in the wilderness, suddenly heard Lv Daoxuan's voice in his mind -

"Good disciple, you should watch carefully, this will be the strongest and last sword that the master can teach you."