Chapter 1225 The Age of Immortal Kings

Seeing the light curtain of the formation being torn apart easily, everyone in Wuji Sword Domain, including the elders, was stunned.

Then, when they saw the invincible enemy rushing into the clan land with a grim smile, the stunned look on their faces turned into despair!

"Stop him!"

"Everyone flee!"

The two supreme elders roared, with a look of death in their eyes, and then rushed towards Meng Qianshang without hesitation.

They never thought that the mountain protection formation on which the clan relied for survival would be broken so easily. Such a change was really unexpected.

Without the protection of the mountain protection formation, everyone in Wuji Sword Domain at this moment was like a woman whose dress was torn off, and they could not resist the invasion of this terrible enemy at all.

"Meng Qianshang, you beast!"

Seeing Meng Qianshang enter the clan land and kill people, countless disciples died tragically in his hands in a blink of an eye.

Dugu Jianchen's eyes turned red, and he was about to burst. He ignored the fact that his injuries had not yet recovered, and rushed forward with a sword light.

"Bang!"

Facing Dugu Jianchen's crazy attack, Meng Qianshang's mouth showed a trace of disdain. He flicked his sleeves and instantly blasted Dugu Jianchen, who rushed up, away, and blood spurted wildly.

Even if they were in the same realm of the Eight Emperors, Dugu Jianchen was not Meng Qianshang's opponent. Moreover, the more people Meng Qianshang killed at this moment, the more his supreme reincarnation skills would be improved.

Dugu Jianchen gritted his teeth and stood up, but his injuries were too severe. He knew that even if he risked his life, he could not cause any influence or hindrance to Meng Qianshang.

This helpless feeling made him feel desperate. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the Sword Valley, and could only hope for the mysterious Lord of the Domain.

"Get lost!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and from the direction of the Sword Valley, a sword energy rose into the sky, as bright as a pillar.

I saw this sword energy constantly condensing, turning into the image of a young man, staring at Meng Qianshang with cold eyes, murderous intent.

The word "get lost" was like a heavy hammer, causing Meng Qianshang's figure to shake, his sea of ​​consciousness to shake, and two traces of blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"The Lord of the Sword Domain?"

Meng Qianshang looked up, his eyes narrowed slightly, facing this always mysterious Lord of the Sword Domain, he smelled the breath of death.

However, there was no fear or dread on Meng Qianshang's face, because he was the Son of Heaven who controlled the world, and he was also the disciple of the master, and the master would not watch the supreme strongman attack him without caring.

"Die!"

Dugu shouted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed the air, and a sword energy condensed in his hand.

This sword energy seemed like a real divine sword, with sword light surging and tearing everything apart. The sword intent locked Meng Qianshang, and swung his hand and slashed out with a sword!

With his cultivation, this sword is enough to kill an ordinary supreme!

At this moment, a vortex appeared out of thin air beside Meng Qianshang, and then a figure walked out of the vortex, raised his hand and blocked Dugu's sword energy.

This was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, wearing a light yellow robe, and there was no white in his eyes, like two reincarnations.

There was a mark of reincarnation between his eyebrows, and there was no divine wheel hanging in the air behind his head, only a huge wheel, slowly turning like a gear.

A Taoist master-level pressure spread...

"Taoist master? And a Taoist master who proves the Tao through reincarnation?"

Dugu was shocked, his face was full of doubts, and he seemed to have thought of something.

"Who are you?" Dugu shouted.

"Master, please sit down, eighth generation!"

The middle-aged man spoke calmly, glanced at Meng Qianshang beside him, and said indifferently: "Ninth generation, go and do what you should do."

"Yes, senior brother!" Meng Qianshang nodded, then locked his eyes on the Demon Slayer Valley and whistled away.

"Eighth generation? Ninth generation?"

Dugu took a deep breath, "Is Daozun Lunhui unable to hold back so soon?"

As a disciple of Daozun Wuji, and having followed Daozun for many years, and deeply trusted by Daozun, Dugu knew many secrets that ordinary people did not know.

He knew that there were a total of fourteen Daozun who were the same generation as Daozun Wuji, including the eight ancient ancestors of the universe, Tianwai Daozun, and Daozun Wuji himself, which made ten people.

The one who founded Xuanhuang Shengzong in Linglong Tiandi Realm was also one, and there were two ancestors of the dragon clan in Taixu Shenlong Realm.

Among the fourteen Dao Zuns, the most mysterious one is the last one, Dao Zun of Samsara. He created the Dao of Samsara and once controlled an era, making the entire Eight Directions Supreme Realm in his hands.

Dao Zun of Samsara also gathered the infinite resources of the Eight Directions Supreme Realm during that period and cultivated seven disciples, that is, the second to eighth generations of Samsara Masters.

Dugu also knew that Dao Zun of Samsara originally wanted to cultivate the ninth generation, but for some reason he fell out with the eight ancient ancestors, and the two sides fought a big war, and Dao Zun of Samsara and his disciples disappeared.

However, Dugu had learned from his master that the power of holding the heaven and earth was created by the Daozun of the Wheel of Reincarnation.

Dugu could be sure that with the identity of the Daozun of the Wheel of Reincarnation, he must have known that the Daozun of the Wheel of Reincarnation was behind the Wuji Sword Domain, and he also knew clearly that he, Dugu, was the disciple of the Daozun of the Wheel of Reincarnation.

But at this moment, the Daozun of the Wheel of Reincarnation sent his disciples to attack the Wuji Sword Domain. Was he going to declare war on the master?

It can be said that things have reached this point, and Dugu can no longer solve it. This has already involved the level of the Dao Master and even the Daozun level. In the final analysis, he is just a small supreme.

…

In another time and space, the Void Wuji Realm opened up by the Daozun of the Wheel of Reincarnation, without his permission, no one could find this place and set foot here.

But on this day, a vortex appeared in the sky above the Void Wuji Realm, and yellow light bloomed, revealing the Dao of the Wheel of Reincarnation that condensed the mystery of life and death.

A figure walked out of the vortex, and his whole body was shrouded in a hazy light, and his face and figure could not be seen clearly.

The vortex behind him continued to condense, turning into a broken wheel with a hole, floating behind his head.

"Buzz!

The space was ups and downs, and the figure of Wuji Daozun appeared directly in the void, staring coldly at the uninvited person.

"Old Thirteen, you are too much!" Wuji Daozun's tone was angry.

Endless years ago, among the fourteen people who sat down to listen to the Immortal King, Lunhui Daozun came later and ranked thirteenth.

"You should call me the Lord of Samsara. I am no longer the old thirteen." The indifferent voice of Lunhui Daozun, who was shrouded in yellow light, came slowly.

"Besides, I don't think it's too much. If the Ninth Generation can't solve and release the obsession and hatred in his heart, it will be difficult for him to merge with me. As for the loss of Wuji Sword Domain, it's just the death of a few ants. "

"Wuji, don't forget that if I hadn't helped you and the eight rubbish would have been killed by Wuxin and Taixu Yinyang Shuanglong. You owe me this."

The speed of the Taoist Master Lunhui was neither slow nor fast, but it gave people a sense of unquestionable and unopposed.

Hearing this, the Taoist Master Wuji's face was a little ugly, and he said angrily: "I admit that you did a favor to us back then, but your ambition is too big!"

"Ambition?" After hearing this, the Taoist Master Lunhui couldn't help but sneered, "Don't you Wuji have ambitions? Don't Tianwai have ambitions? Don't those eight old rubbish have ambitions?"

"We are all the same, so you have no right to blame me. Our ambition is to become immortals, but the means are different." The Taoist Master Lunhui said lightly.

"Different ways, no plan!"

"You are right, our ways are different, so this time I will not cooperate with you and the eight old rubbish. "The Taoist Master Lunsai said disapprovingly.

After the words fell, the two Taoist masters fell into silence. The Taoist Master Lunsai stood there motionless, with no intention of leaving.

However, the Taoist Master Wuji knew very well that the Taoist Master Lunsai appeared here to stop him from interfering with what was happening in the outside world.

In a trance, the years seemed to have returned to the time when the Immortal King sat down to listen to the teachings. That was the most peaceful and harmonious day in the long life of the Taoist Master Wuji.

The fourteen of them called each other brothers and sisters, and gradually became , they respected the Immortal King as their teacher, but the Immortal King never admitted that he was their master. Instead, the Immortal King's youngest daughter treated them as brothers and sisters.

Unfortunately, all this good time did not last long. A powerful existence came, who was the Immortal King's nemesis.

The Immortal King fought with him, and both were injured in the end. Even though he killed his opponent, the Immortal King was on his deathbed.

When Wuji Daozun recalled this, his eyes suddenly revealed a raging anger...

Because he could never forget that he had always been the Immortal King's teacher. The two disciples that he valued and loved the most actually intended to seize the origin of the Immortal King when he was dying!

Although the fourteen of them were all sitting under the Immortal King to listen to his teachings and practice, the differences in their talents and qualifications made their strengths quite different.

The most powerful of the fourteen, Wuxin, Taixu Yinlong, and Taixu Yanglong, suddenly rose up, and with just one encounter, they severely injured the eight ancient ancestors of the universe and the universe, almost to death.

From that day on, the fourteen brothers and sisters turned against each other and experienced The changes of countless times and years have passed.

Even though the Immortal King was dying, he was still the Immortal King after all. Although he no longer had the strength to kill the disciple who betrayed him, he fled away with his dying body and disappeared.

Countless years have passed, and everyone is looking for the whereabouts of the Immortal King Master, but they have never found him.

Back then, the Samsara Dao Zun in front of him was the one who stood with him and the eight ancient ancestors to fight against Wuxin and Taixu Yinyang Dragon, but as time passed, he changed...

"Wuji, are you going to attack me?"

The voice of the Samsara Daoist Master suddenly came, and a pair of eyes hidden behind the yellow light stared at the Wuji Daoist Master, feeling the emotional fluctuations of the Wuji Daoist Master at this moment.

"Yes, because I recalled those past events, I suddenly wanted to take action, and I really wanted to see how profound and unfathomable the Supreme Samsara Technique that you have been working hard to perfect is."

In an instant, the eyes of the Wuji Daoist Master became extremely deep, as deep as the vast starry sky!