The most mysterious place in Qinling Mountains, the Immortal Transformation Pool, was located on the top of a huge mountain. It was flowing with colorful lights, and the mist was everywhere. It was like a dream. The spiritual energy was like jade, surging like a tide and drowning the entire mountain.
At the bottom of the pool, there was a fist-sized green copper block. Its surface was mottled with rust, and there was a foot-tall green lotus rooted on it. The green lotus was only a foot-tall, but it had an undying divine power. The aura of an ancient emperor permeated the air, and a terrifying fluctuation that felt like the destruction of the universe rose and fell.
This was a Chaos Green Lotus with nine leaves supporting the heavens and the earth. A jade green vine suppressed the gods. This was like a living demon emperor! After the third generation ancestor disappeared from the world, the lotus body trembled violently as if it had sensed something! However, the green lotus seemed to be in another void. Even its neighbor, who was also in the Qinling Mountains, did not notice its strange movements.
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A Daoist was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the dragon's cave, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand. His voice broke through the air and reverberated like thunder. It seemed to come from thousands of miles away.
This was a young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a refined face and was wearing a light white Daoist robe. There was a green belt around his waist that was as thick as a thumb, and a sky-blue flatfish shaped jade pendant hung on each of his waist. He was not wearing shoes, and his two snow-white soft feet were exposed to the air. If someone saw this, they would definitely swallow their saliva.
(What do you think of when you see this? I'll write a little to test the waters first. The readers with correct views should immediately delete the page now!）
At this moment, the peerless dragon vein was constantly spitting out dragon essence. Dragon roars sounded as if it had been resurrected. It was as if a true dragon was sleeping and contained endless mysteries. However, at this moment, the ancient cave was flickering between light and darkness. A gloomy aura was suffocating. This place was famous for being a treasure trove since ancient times. The source of billions of dragon marrow was roaring.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the entrance of the cave. An ancient chariot rushed out, emitting a terrifying fluctuation like Wang Yang's. On the chariot was a small purple kylin that was less than a foot tall, a small green dragon that was more than a foot long, and a blood-red phoenix that was more than half a foot long. In addition, seven or eight small people that were more than half a foot tall were leading the way. They were all of different colors and ran in front like jade carvings.
On the ancient war chariot stood a human-shaped creature that was more than a foot tall. It was surrounded by 108 dazzling divine rings. It was like a god as it shouted,"Who dares to touch the dragon's cave and awaken our immortal emperor!”Although it was only a foot tall, it had a kind of power. It was a Dao Execution King.
"How noisy!"
As a legendary sword cultivator, Daoist Wuya wasn't a good-tempered person. His precious disciple's life and death were still unknown (he didn't know that he had already taken care of it, but he hadn't come out yet), and someone happened to be in the line of fire, so…
A flash of sword light appeared, and ghosts and gods were silenced.
" Boom!" Within a radius of thousands of miles, a huge hand suddenly covered the sky. A monstrous divine light burst out from the Celestial Transformation Pond and turned into an iron fist that clashed with the sword light. All the savage beasts of Qinling Mountain were once again crushed to the ground. They wanted to cry but had no tears. What was going on today? The emperor's might came in waves. Their Dao hearts were almost shattered by them.
The dragon chariot was ancient. An ancient chariot rumbled as it rushed towards the dragon's cave from the immortal pond. On it was an existence that was emitting divine light. He wore an imperial crown and an ancient emperor's holy robe. He was as tall as an ordinary person, like a god. That kind of supreme might made people tremble from the bottom of their souls.
He was the one who had blocked Daoist Wuya's fatal sword attack. The 'Great Emperor' that the fairy made of divine jade had mentioned had appeared!
"Fellow Daoist, why are you here?" The ancient dragon carriage was full of sword marks and sword holes, engraved with the marks left by the Immemorial War. This supreme existence opened his mouth and made a sound of metal rubbing against each other. It was extremely unpleasant. In his extremely violent mood, this existence was already a half-step Emperor-to-be. He was only one step away from entering the world that countless cultivators dreamed of with the help of the immortal energy in the Immortal Transformation Pool. Who knew that this would happen!
" I need to borrow this treasure land for a while," Daoist Wuya said blandly. The three-foot-long blade hovered above his head quietly.
"Borrow the treasure land?" The sky was clear and blue. Suddenly, a loud roar sounded. The entire Qinling Mountains shook and many mountains collapsed! It was as if the world was about to be destroyed. Nothing could be stopped, and everything was about to be obliterated. Huge mountains collapsed, and endless Wang Yang rose and fell. The order of the entire world was in chaos, as if it was about to reach the end.
"Qiang!"
Behind Taoist Wuya, there were billions of sword talismans, which combined into countless mysterious sword formations and evolved into endless Dao of Life and Death. The sword Qi that cut through billions of miles of void really cut down a star and confronted the supreme saintly might.
The sword light contained countless truths of the Great Way, which was so magical that it was unbelievable. Even the eyes of the Holy Spirit couldn't see the subtleties of it at a glance. It was clearly only the peak of the Great Sage realm, but it emitted a power that was not inferior to his own.
The unparalleled sword qi that had traversed billions of miles had already shattered Big Dipper's Heavenly Dipper Aura before it even arrived. The old fogies of the various sacred lands and ancient families of Big Dipper were awakened by these two auras.
"Fellow Daoist Boundless! What a familiar sword intent, and it's still so sharp. It's been eight thousand years, have you already seen that magical world?”In an unknown place in the East Continent, a crazy old man was talking to himself.
"It's that bastard. That's right. Although he hasn't become an Emperor-to-be, his lineage is indeed strange. He can already challenge those supreme existences. Humph, you coward finally showed yourself.”A gnashing voice came from the middle state.
In the Purple Mountain where the Wu Shi Emperor had passed away, a peerless Godking was puzzled. When Daoist Wuya had retired, he had not appeared. He then laughed softly,"Crouching tigers and hidden dragons!"
Countless characters and existences were discussing…
Just like that, Wuya Taoist faced an Emperor-to-be. The Ten Directions Annihilation Sword, which cultivated both life and death, changed in all kinds of ways. Yin and Yang Taiji circulated on his Taoist robe. He used all his cultivation and condensed into a series of green talismans, which floated above the dragon. Endless killing sword lights appeared.
The sword Qi of this supreme sword art was condensed and didn't disperse, echoing each other in the void. Sword Qi talismans formed sword formations one after another, spanning more than a million miles. It was as if there was an endless galaxy above Taoist Wuya's head. One sword gave birth to ten thousand techniques. It was really one sword giving birth to ten thousand techniques!
However, he seemed to have exhausted all the mysteries of the Great Dao and evolved into the ultimate truth. With this extreme sword art, Daoist Wuya faced everything with great power!
The Emperor-to-be Holy Spirit looked at Taoist Wuya's sword art and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Although they could fight to the death in the next moment, they couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for each other. At their level, it was hard to find a good friend, let alone an opponent.
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The peerless dragon in Qinling Mountains was still rolling. This was a land of fairies that was rumored to have existed in the ancient times. After Wang Teng ambushed and killed three generations of ancestors, the two giants were at loggerheads. The Primordial Dragon Fiendish, which was supposed to be forever silent in the deepest part of the ancient dragon cave, was completely enraged by the confrontation between the two. The power of the dragons in various parts of Qinling Mountains was raging. The great luck of the entire Central Plains was mobilized. An invisible force was suppressing the surroundings, and the killing intent was like a tide.
The dragon was synonymous with nobility since ancient times. The dragon had a reverse scale, and anyone who touched it would die. The peerless dragon vein could not be bullied. It could not do anything to Wang Teng, so it could only vent its anger on the little brother in its territory. He wanted to let people know who was in charge of this territory. This ancestral land, which had gathered almost three layers of luck in the Central Plains, seemed to have become another forbidden area for life under the situation of the great dragon rolling and the dragon's evil aura overflowing.
The other dynasties that heard the news all looked at the two Heaven Masters from the periphery. Even those with Great Sovereign Weapons felt a headache. If they really fought here, then forget about Big Dipper, at least the Central Plains would be gone. They could only pray to the gods and pray that the two old men would calm down.
The Qinling Mountains was like a forbidden zone for life. Whoever entered would die. They were completely isolated. The two existences who were ready to fight calmed down a little. Wang Teng, who was sleeping underground, was comfortably soaking in the large pool of dragon essence treasure liquid condensed by countless dragon qi. He was unconscious, regardless of the flood outside.
(I have to go on duty at eight o'clock. I'll be on duty until two in the morning. I can't afford to hurt myself. Seeing how Baqi worked so hard and didn't forget to update, I'll have some flowers. I can also collect them!)!!）
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