Chapter 754 Yinglong Statue
"Has Yungang Sect also been breached?"
Liang Yan looked back at the five extinguished oil lamps, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
Unexpectedly, this catastrophe swept through the entire Nanchui, and even the five great sects were not spared.
The Jiuyou Alliance has been planning for a long time, and there may be internal support within the Yungang Sect. With the internal support and external support, even if the eight peak masters and the long-lost Supreme Ancestor work together, they may not be able to protect the mountain gate.
However, the purpose of the Nine Nether Alliance is to destroy the sword, not to fight to the death. They only hope that people they know well, such as Shui Linglong, Tang Jun, and master Yu Xuanji, can survive this catastrophe.
Liang Yan was slightly distracted for a moment, but a huge change took place in the scene.
I saw that the original sealing runes in the pit disappeared, and instead a huge hole was opened in the place. As if calling from the Nine Netherworld, a breath of death floated out of it.
As soon as this deathly energy appeared, it triggered bursts of chanting sounds. The sounds were ethereal and distant, as if they came from the ancient wilderness.
After hearing this, everyone in the Nine Nether Alliance had a strange expression on their faces, obviously not expecting the sound.
After hearing this, the two people in Wushuang City seemed to have remembered something, and their faces actually showed a hint of joy.
Liang Yan saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, and he didn't know what was going on, but the keen perception of "Hunhun Kung" told him that besides the terrifying existence in the underground abyss that was about to break out, there seemed to be something else. Something will come.
In just such a moment, the singing voice became clearer and clearer, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and a huge vortex appeared at the top of the hall.
Immediately afterwards, a mysterious statue fell from the sky, leaning squarely on the opening of the underground abyss, completely suppressing it.
"No!"
All the monks from the Nine Nether Alliance had expressions of grief and anger on their faces, as if they wanted to eat the statue alive.
But there was only shock in Liang Yan's eyes.
He clearly recognized the person carved in this statue! It was the person he met at the end of the sword trial in Siming Mountain Palace, and his Black Lotus Sword Qi was obtained from the Hidden Edge Divine Stone he left behind!
"Old Yinglong, isn't it enough for you to use your body to seal Master Gui Si for thousands of years? Now after your death, there is still such a statue left behind. When we get out of the trap, we will dig up your body and crush your bones into ashes! "Li Kuang, who was in the middle of the formation, had a look of resentment on his face and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"Yinglong? Yes, this person's name is 'Yinglong'. That's how the old dog called him back then!" Liang Yan no longer had any doubts in his heart, and the past events came to mind again.
When he and Lao Gou were competing for the Hidden Edge Divine Stone, the agency had used all the Taiyin Divine Thunder, but he didn't expect that the Lao Gou Demon was ten feet tall and was not killed by the explosion.
However, because Lao Gou had unlocked his seal and revealed his strength above the Juyuan Realm, he was eventually noticed by the statue of "Ying Long" and forcibly teleported him out.
"It turns out that the senior swordsman who suppressed Gui Si whom Wu Xin mentioned was actually Ying Long who left me the Black Lotus Sword Qi!"
Liang Yan suddenly felt enlightened and recalled the poem he had read at the end of the sword-testing road. At that time, there was a sentence on each side of the stone wall. What was written on the left was: "One method is passed down to four people, and they may reach the same destination by different paths. Mysterious skills" When we come out of Daozang, our religion will show its prestige!"
What is engraved on the right side is: "As soon as there is evil in your life, disaster will inevitably happen. Sitting in the south of Hua, disaster will last for thousands of years!"
At that time, Liang Yan was ignorant and could barely understand the first part of the poem. Only the last sentence, "Disaster will last for thousands of years," was really puzzling.
Now after experiencing these things, Liang Yan finally realized that the "disaster" referred to in this poem was the "Yinming Ghost Division" who had been suppressed for thousands of years!
Presumably, when the senior sword cultivator used his body formation to seal Gui Si, his end was approaching and he finally passed away here.
However, in the days before his death, perhaps he felt bored, or perhaps he really wanted to find one or two successors, so he used his great supernatural powers to open up a trial path here, and finally left four inheritances for future generations. people.
After Liang Yan figured out the ins and outs of these things, he couldn't help but respect this senior sword cultivator in his heart.
We must know that monks spend most of their lives practicing Taoism just for their own transcendence. Even if they know that their end is approaching and there is not much time left, they will try their best to fight for the last glimmer of hope. Even if it doesn't work, they will still be happy and enjoy the last part of their lives.
Who would spend his last days in this dark underground place?
Ying Long has single-handedly brought stability to Nanchui for thousands of years. The five major sects have flourished and the major sects have risen, all thanks to this man!
Thinking of this, Liang Yan couldn't help but stand up straight, and then slowly saluted the person engraved on the statue.
Not only for his own master, but also for the common people in Nanchui, and even more for himself.
It can be said that this Yinglong, who is separated by thousands of years, is his enlightenment mentor in the art of swordsmanship! If he hadn't tried swordsmanship back then, I would have never been able to enter the swordsmanship in his entire life.
Liang Yan's worship was sincere, but what he didn't expect was that there would be another change in the scene!
The huge Yinglong statue suddenly turned its head slowly and shot a blue light from its eyes, shining directly on Liang Yan.
Liang Yan also didn't expect it, but after realizing that there was no murderous aura in the blue light beam, he calmed down.
Countless blue lights flowed around him, and Liang Yan gradually felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he could communicate with this statue.
This strange feeling became stronger and stronger. Liang Yan suddenly felt something in his heart and pointed towards an open space somewhere by mistake.
The Yinglong statue also imitated his movements and raised its hand to point the same finger.
Whoosh!
A black sword energy shot out. Although the sound was not very strong, the killing energy contained in it was far better than Liang Yan's own black lotus sword energy.
The hall here is the entrance to the two realms of Yin and Yang. It was also built by Yinglong back then. The surrounding stone walls were originally indestructible and were not damaged even in the battle between the many golden elixir monks in Wushuang City and the Nine Nether Alliance.
But at this time, he was easily penetrated by this black sword energy!
Many monks in the field took a breath of cold air when they saw this. Even Fang Liren and layman Wu Wen, who had such extraordinary methods, showed a look of surprise on their faces.
But soon, Fang Liren laughed and said: "This is what the devil is as high as a foot, and the Tao is as high as a foot! Little brother, Senior Yinglong and you are separated by generations, you must not let him down!"
Needless to say, Liang Yan understood what this person meant. After thinking for a moment, he didn't hesitate and raised his hand directly to face Li Kuang in the formation.
Whoosh!
Another black sword energy came out from the fingertips of the statue and headed straight for Li Kuang!