Chapter 828: Immortal Deceiving Heaven, Another Ancestor (Fifth Update, Please Give Me a Monthly Vote)
The sword intention is like a mountain, like a song, like a prison, like the sky. The swords that rolled up seemed to be gentle and casual, but the hidden and fierce sword intent carried an indestructible feeling. They swept across the world, reached everything, and were indestructible to everything, exuding a terrifying domineering pressure. Wang Shuyuan yelled and couldn't help shouting:
"Grandpa, what should I do? What should I do?"
The doppelgänger in Xu Jiuna's heart had only one answer:
"Escape, there is no other way but to escape."
Wang Shuyuan looked at the sword intent and said sadly:
"Run away there, why, why, every time I thought I would catch up with you, I realized there was such a long distance between us.
Escape, if you can't escape, then die. "
After roaring, Wang Shuyuan rushed towards Yu Zecheng's sword intention. He neither used the flying sword nor fought, but just flew towards it.
The sword intention was light and gentle, blowing towards his face like a breeze. It was gentle and heavy as a mountain, and it also contained the meaning of the vast road. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan was like a cloud of smoke, dispersing without end. Just one sword, completely destroyed.
After the competition, the two returned to the martial arts dojo.
Wang Shuyuan's face was as white as snow, because after returning this time, the old man who kept giving him guidance disappeared and never answered his call again.
Wang Shuyuan smiled miserably and said:
"Have you even abandoned me? Why, why."
Wang Shuyuan was completely in mourning. The disappearance of the demon's ghost clone hit him even harder than his defeat.
After a long time, Wang Shuyuan gradually calmed down. He glanced at Yu Zecheng, let out a sigh of relief, and said:
"Yu Zecheng, I will not lose to you. I can do what you can do. I will definitely defeat you and take back the glory that belongs to me."
After saying that, Wang Shuyuan rose up with his sword, flew into the distance, and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.
Yu Zecheng didn't say a word, just watched him leave without saying a word.
Countless people were amazed by the power of this sword, especially the Nascent Soul Lords of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. This sword was as powerful as the sky and completely surpassed the scope of the sword and dove technique.
Clouds were rolling in the sky, thunder was rolling, and a ray of light fell from the sky and hit Yu Zecheng.
The light came out strangely. Yu Zecheng felt the light. The light was not loud, but a little off. It slowly disappeared. Others did not know what the light was. Only the old madman Lao Immortal knew what it was. This became the return of the light. The law of heaven that is virtual and true.
Due to insufficient light and insufficient understanding, Yu Zecheng was unable to advance to the True One of Returning to the Void this time, but he has found the threshold to advance to the True One, and maybe he will succeed soon.
The old lunatic and the old immortal looked at each other and were pleased with each other. It seemed that after they ascended, there would be people in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
The sect competition ended like this, and the New Year was coming in a blink of an eye. On this day, thunder suddenly rolled, and winter thunder bursts. Suddenly, all Xuanyuan disciples were dressed in gorgeous clothes and waiting outside, because the time for Lao Immortal's ascension had arrived.
What Old Immortal cultivates is the way to calculate the power of the world. Under his calculation, the time, place and people are favorable. Everything is under his calculation, limiting the power of the heavenly calamity to the weakest moment.
On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, in the afternoon, at Shen Shi, there was a roar, and the calamity clouds appeared in the sky. The color of the sky suddenly changed, heavy snow fell, and the bone-chilling cold wind roared up. The dark clouds were like the roaring waves of the angry sea, or like thousands of horses galloping, and the clouds were undulating. In the blink of an eye, it has covered the sky, and the layers are rolling in the sky endlessly.
All the Xuanyuan disciples were looking far away, watching the old immortal master's ascension.
The calamity clouds in the sky were about to fall. Wisps of lightning kept wandering in the dark clouds, and then there was a roar and the calamity thunder fell.
In an instant, the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder roared down through the sky, resounding throughout the mountains. Thousands of mountains echoed, and the noisy and wild thunder stirred endlessly in the heaven and earth.
This thunder was extremely roaring, and a thunder pillar soared into the sky, destroying everything, and changing the color of the sky and the earth with one strike.
Lao Immortal used the power of heaven and earth to form a magic circle to resist the divine thunder.
Then the purple-gold thunder light also turned into azure blue, and a long-foot-long thunder light contained the energy of Gengjin destruction. Thousands of thunder knives and electric swords came in like a torrential rain and strong wind.
The old man struggled to resist, wielding the divine sword, and resisted the thunder. This was a test for him, a test of his will, his faith, and his persistence.
Jinque Cutting Sky Tribulation Thunder, one thunder, Purple Luck Breaking God Heavenly Hammer Thunder, three hundred and three, Extreme Yin Phantom Body Thunder, ninety-nine thunders, Lava Fire Thunder, one hundred and eight, Chaos Destruction Red Yang Ming Thunder , one thousand and one, eighty-one thunders of the seven-breath heavenly calamity thunder of the flame sky, three thousand six hundred and fifty-five thunders of the samadhi of flame light, and seven thunderbolts of the Zhaozhi.
After eight consecutive thunders, the color of the world changed. Last time, the old guy took advantage of the shadow of Grandmaster Xiong to ascend and take advantage. This time, the catastrophe broke out violently, with the intensity more than doubled.
The old immortal ancestor struggled to resist, and finally the Eighth Thunder began to explode flying swords to resist these divine thunders. In other words, this was his limit.
The last thunder, the chaos thunder of world-destroying catastrophe, sounded. He soared into the sky, faced this final blow, and made the last sword without retreating. With a roar, the old immortal ancestor was completely shattered, his whole body was broken, and he was killed by the thunder of tribulation, and failed to survive the tribulation.
Suddenly, in the sky, the calamity clouds dissipated, and for a moment, the heaven and earth were silent, without a trace of sound.
Everyone was shocked. With the last thunder, Lao Immortal died like this. It was really unbelievable. Some people started crying, but everything was meaningless.
The tribulation thunder in the sky dissipated and the tribulation clouds dispersed.
The old madman suddenly laughed and clapped loudly.
Yu Zecheng felt a pain in his heart. The old madman was really crazy. His good brother of many years was completely annihilated, but the old madman still couldn't stand this stimulation.
The senior who cleaned Xuanyuan Sword Sect every day died just like that. He didn't hold on at the last moment. It was really painful.
The calamity clouds dissipated, but the sky became clear and blue, without clouds. Tens of millions of qi machines were visible to the naked eye, crisscrossing and jumping happily. Between each other, all things in the world showed unprecedented vitality.
A white light descended from the sky, colorful glass, from small to large, from light to bright, fell on the ground, and turned into a flying rainbow bridge.
In the sky, beautiful flowers with various colors of light fell. These flowers are all illusory things. They melted and disappeared completely when they fell to the ground, but a powerful vitality of heaven and earth was generated here. Suddenly, hundreds of flowers bloomed on the ground, and dead trees came back to life and grew again.
As the flowers of the goddess scattered, bursts of heavenly music naturally rose from the sky, spreading throughout the world, coming from the nine heavens.
The sky was blue, and everything was peaceful and quiet except for this fairy music. At this time, someone was talking, someone was beating drums, and someone was shouting, but there was no sound at all, and the world was silent.
The various fierce sunlight emitted by the sun, in the sky, stars appeared, and these stars completely ignored the dark clouds in the sky, flickering and shining, this is the appearance of stars in the daytime.
The rainbow bridge leads, the fairy music is clear, the goddess scatters flowers, the world is silent, and the stars appear in the daytime. This is the ascension phenomenon, but isn’t the old immortal ancestor dead?
A figure appeared here, and the old immortal returned to the world again. His name is the old immortal, and he will never die. He pretended to be dead to the extent that he could even deceive the heavenly tribulation. It is really admirable.
Seeing the old immortal ancestor appear again, all the disciples of Xuanyuan Sword School cheered together, extremely happy, and everyone was like crazy.
A sound of swords rang out, which was the signal for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples to gather. All Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples gathered on their swords, forming layers of formations, and respectfully sent the old immortal ancestor to ascend.
The front Nan Tian Zhenjun took the lead and shouted:
"Xuanyuan disciples, respectfully send the ancestor to ascend, bless our Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and keep it forever in the world."
The old immortal ancestor smiled at everyone. I don't know why the ascended ancestor didn't speak at this time, maybe he couldn't speak.
Five rays of light emanated from his body, two fell into the hands of Nan Tian Zhenjun, and three flew to the distant Xuanyuan Sword Peak. This was a treasure left by the immortals.
Suddenly his body turned into a white rainbow, burning his body, and a life-size Yuanshen flew out, radiating precious light and transparent all over his body, stepping into the rainbow bridge. Before entering, he nodded to everyone, and finally looked at his old brother, the old madman, as if saying goodbye, as if saying, I'm waiting for you, and then disappeared in an instant.
Nan Tian Zhenjun shouted again:
"Xuanyuan disciples, respectfully send the ancestor to ascend, bless our Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and keep it forever in the world."
A ray of light filled the world, this is the blessing fairy light.
All of a sudden, all the blessing fairy light shone on Xuanyuan disciples, on Xuanyuan Hill, and on the Xuanyuan Cave Mansion on the Twelve Peaks of the Five Ridges. But the most light was still on the Xuanyuan Sword Peak, which seemed to be constantly changing in the light. After years of preparation, the fairy light finally arrived.
A bell rang slowly, and with the long lingering sound, the rainbow bridge shortened bit by bit.
On the land of Xuanyuan Hill, a continuous bell sounded suddenly, which shocked the world, and another person of Xuanyuan Sword Sect ascended.
The last section of the rainbow bridge finally merged into the sky and disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the setting sun was thousands of rays, and thousands of rays of light spread across the world.
The rainbow bridge disappeared, and suddenly the sky was dark again. The calamity cloud formed again, as if it was looking for something, but it couldn't find it. The old immortal had already ascended.
The thunder in the calamity cloud rolled, and it seemed to be roaring in anger. It actually deceived it. The feeling of anger spread throughout the calamity cloud. Next time, this place will be the focus. The next person who ascends must use the strongest calamity thunder.
In this way, Xuanyuan Sword Sect has another ancestor. The portrait of the old immortal was stored in the ancestor hall. Xuanyuan Sword Sect has another ancestor, Nantian Zhenjun, who brought everyone to worship.
Yu Zecheng looked at the calamity cloud in the sky and said to the old madman worriedly:
"Old madman, your next calamity will be the most violent, you have to be careful."
The old madman laughed, looked at the sky with contempt, and said:
"When the time comes, I will show you my swordsmanship, my sword intent, and how the calamity cloud works. It's just one sword."