Chapter 153: Hear the Tao in the Morning and Die in the Evening

The blue dragon's scale armor is the hardest "armor" in the world.

Even if the most powerful weapon refiner in the world came in person, he would definitely not be able to refine Dao Armor that could compare with it.

Its scales, even though one moment it was still enduring the terrifying silence that could annihilate everything, stirring up sparks all over the sky, the next moment it was dust-free, as clean as new, like crystal, reflecting light of all colors.

A gloomy sky shrouded in dark clouds.

The wilderness is like a black abyss reflected in the light of lightning.

There are also countless majestic and terrifying swords that fill the sky.

With the dark sky as the curtain, the bright sword light was like a grand fireworks blooming in the night.

They stretch between heaven and earth, astonishing those who see them.

This evolution formed by countless swords is based on Li Shiyi's own style and the pinnacle of the Haoran Sword.

The source of power comes from this powerful world that contains all things, and from the thunder catastrophe of countless monks who have been annihilated over the past tens of millions of years.

The green dragon scales absorb the skylight emitted by these lightsabers, and then refract the lightning into other colors of light and reflect them out.

Like a dream.

The light is getting brighter and brighter.

This means that these million swords are falling from the sky and are getting closer and closer to Qinglong.

But Qinglong frowned at this critical moment, as if he had some doubts.

In fact, it has been waiting for something.

Waiting for Li Shiyi's change of tactics.

Waiting for the moment when these millions of swords merge into one.

But he didn't wait.

Logically speaking, we will wait.

Of course, this does not mean that he knows much about Li Shiyi, but some things are universal.

These millions of swords will and must become one sword.

The simple truth is that energy is conserved.

The same energy is dispersed into millions of rays and rays, and the damage of the former is naturally only one millionth of the latter.

Of course, in the game, whether it is a million swords or a single sword, as long as they all hit the target, the total damage caused in the end should be the same.

But the problem now is that this is not a game, but the pinnacle battle in the world of cultivation.

Qinglong has the hardest scales in the world. If Li Shiyi divides this peak sword into a million swords, it means that none of the millions of swords can break Qinglong's scales.

As a great sword cultivator, it is impossible for Li Shiyi not to understand this truth.

Therefore, his sword must be only one sword.

The sword of the sword fairy.

It can never be a million swords.

Therefore, Qinglong has been waiting for the moment when all the swords are reunited.

At that time, it will take action with the most violent attitude, cutting off ten thousand swords and uniting them into one, thereby nipping Li Shiyi's peak sword in the bud.

However, until the million swords were about to come, Qinglong did not wait for this last moment.

It couldn't understand why Li Shiyi made such a choice.

Although even if Li Shiyi's ten thousand swords merge into one, he will never be its opponent, but if there is no unity of ten thousand swords, it means that Li Shiyi chose to surrender in advance.

"Displayed"?

Qinglong's confusion did not last long.

Just a moment later, it was answered.

Li Shiyi gave its answer.

Millions of thunder swords quickly enlarged at this moment, and each one stood upright, standing between heaven and earth, reaching the sky and moving the earth.

They fall downwards, but they are not chopping or splitting. They are the rules of construction, intertwined together, covering the universe.

Constructed into a cage.

Sword cage.

Cages are used to trap people, not to kill people.

It turned out that Li Shiyi's sword never thought about the so-called dragon slaying or victory from beginning to end.

There was only one thing on his mind.

Trapped dragon.

With Li Shiyi's current strength, his sword cage made of the power of heaven and earth is enough to trap countless strong men to death.

But there is absolutely no way to trap Qinglong to death, and it cannot even trap him for too long.

However, the power of heaven and earth that Li Shiyi invited with his awe-inspiring energy was only this sword.

This also means that when Li Shiyi drew his sword, he chose to admit defeat and not seek victory.

For sword cultivators, victory is their greatest pride.

The sword is drawn to win.

For the sake of the overall situation, Li Shiyi was so calm that he gave up his pride and chose to use the sword that was the pinnacle of his life, and possibly the only sword that could reach the level of sword immortal, to trap the enemy.

Regret?

Maybe.

But Li Shiyi didn't care.

His sword can't trap Qinglong for long, but it can trap him for a while.

This is what he wants.

For a while, is it short?

very short.

But not short.

Li Shiyi believed that this "moment" was enough for the sect leader to do many, many things.

Was he defeated?

Defeated.

But it seems that he is not defeated.

Millions of swords dropped from the sky, like fences, falling around Qinglong's body, sealing it inside.

Qinglong wanted to escape from the envelope of the million swords, but was pulled back forcefully.

The Qinglong was extremely large, but the number of swords was enough, so it quickly formed a dense cage of swords.

Infinite sword energy is flowing, and thunder is surging here.

The expression on Lord Qinglong's face couldn't help but solidify at this moment.

The green dragon spit out its dragon breath angrily, and wherever the dragon's breath swept across, dozens or even hundreds of thunder swords shattered and disappeared.

However, this sword cage is composed of millions of swords. It would undoubtedly be a huge project to break them all.

And it is impossible for Qinglong to breathe out dragon breath continuously.

This means that it will take at least a day or even more for Qinglong to break through this sword cage.

Xie Qingyun has arrived at the Fuxin Mountains, and it will take a long time for the Soul Master and the Yu Master to rush back to the Infinite Realm from Zhongling.

They should have raced against time, but they encountered this situation again.

Time, which is not abundant, cannot be wasted like this.

Soul Lord cannot allow such a thing to happen.

However, this is the sword of Li Shiyi. He conquers the heaven and earth with his awe-inspiring aura and traps the dragon with his sword.

No matter how powerful Qinglong is, as Li Shiyi said, he has not yet become a half-ancestor.

How can one be invincible in the world if he has not yet become the Half-Ancestor?

If you haven't become the Half Ancestor, you are on par with the Sword Immortal.

Therefore, it is impossible for Sword Immortal to kill Qinglong with one sword. In the same way, Qinglong cannot easily break through the cage formed by Sword Immortal's sword.

This sword cage hanging from the sky, this sword cage empowered by thunder tribulation, is itself made of thunder tribulation and is extremely powerful. This is his skeleton.

In every thunder sword, there is Li Shiyi's unique sword intention, which becomes the flesh and blood of the sword cage.

Within the sword cage, spiritual energy flowed turbulently everywhere, occasionally mixed with tiny roars of thunder and lightning, making it look extremely solemn.

...

Li Shiyi put away the Taibai Sword.

His face turned slightly pale, and a streak of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, his cultivation in the Seven Tribulations Realm began to plummet.

Six calamities, five calamities...

Two calamities, one calamity...

Fusion, transformation into a god...

Refining the void, Nascent Soul...

Falling again and again until there is nothing more to fall, like a mortal without any cultivation.

Li Shiyi did not show any shock or disappointment at this. Instead, he showed a calm smile.

When he drew his sword, he knew the outcome.

............

Lord Qinglong no longer looked at Qinglong trapped in the sword cage, but turned to look at Li Shiyi.

He did not fall into hysterical anger because of the change in general situation. He just sighed and asked Li Shiyi calmly and gently:

"Li Shiyi, you are extremely talented. You have practiced swords for three generations, and the Haoran Sword is in a league of its own.

With this sword strike today, you can conquer the heavens and the earth, which means that your swordsmanship is close to completion, and you only have one final step left.

Perhaps after cultivating for another thousand years, you, Li Shiyi, can try to clear the way, officially enter the realm of sword immortals, and become the first sword immortal in the Tianyuan year of your human race, thus making greater contributions in the battle between Tao and demons. "

"Today, just to stop Qinglong for a moment, he has dissipated the awe-inspiring energy he has cultivated for three generations, giving up the path of the Sword Immortal, but only using one sword from the Sword Immortal. Such short-sightedness!"

"I just want to ask you something..."

"After ten thousand years of practice, is it worth it for such a short-lived moment in the pan?"

does it worth?

Li Shiyi thought about Lord Qinglong's question, and for some reason, he suddenly chuckled.

"If you hear the truth in the morning... you can die in the evening."

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"As for the Sword Immortal..." Li Shiyi spread his hands, looked at Lord Qinglong, and continued:

"Haha, our Sword Sect has many talents, so I never worry about this problem."

From Yu Canghai to Xia Daoyun to Shaozong Lu Qingshan, who is not a swordsman?

"Without Li Shiyi, there will be successors!"

"Besides, I'm not dead yet." Li Shiyi finally said.

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