On Fengming Mountain, the sword aura is swirling.

One flying sword after another, spanning thousands of miles, hovering over Shen Yuanjun's shoulders, each sword weapon carried a long-standing anger and forbearance.

On the top of the mountain, the sword qi surrounds the flame peacock like an open screen, the feathers are angry, the sword qi cave is inhaled and breathed, like a whale swallowing, flying sand and stones, the weather is great, and it is magnificent.

Shen Yuanjun At this moment, people are as their name suggests.

Years of hidden dragons in the abyss.

Today is nine days old.

The brilliant red flame burns in this wild man.

In the past hundred years, there has never been a monk in the Great Sui who has broken through the posture of the Star Monarch to reach Nirvana like the current Shen Yuanjun, so arrogant and domineering.

The flying sword is overhead.

The long knife is underneath.

Stand tall in the sky.

Fearless.

"You could have entered Nirvana a long time ago......"

Bai Chang Deng's face was ugly, looking at the human being standing in front of him at the moment, he understood something in a trance.

On Shen Yuanjun's body, several entangled powers easily shattered the threshold of the Star Monarch realm...... The reason why he is known as the strongest Extreme Star Monarch in the Northern Realm is because Shen Yuanjun already has the power to far surpass this realm.

So, why not break through?

In fact, the answer to this question is not difficult to come by.

Because of the bloody night of the sky.

Among the heirs in the imperial city, no one wants to see the second "Pei Min".

If Shen Yuanjun achieves the Nirvana realm, then he will never be able to gain the power of the Great Wall in the north.

When did all this forbearance begin?

Nobody knows.

But slowly push forward...... There are many possible points in time.

Maybe it was before today's earth-shattering explosion.

Perhaps before the crown prince ascended the throne.

Maybe it's the day when you bet on this flying sword.

Maybe it was on the night when the General's Mansion was beheaded.

This is always the way this is the case.

When spring goes to autumn, flowers bloom and fall, and whenever the flowers in full bloom wither, they always leave seeds for the next reincarnation...... On a rainy night, the wildfire was extinguished in the sky.

The flames are still there.

The General's Mansion in the North has gone through the glory of the withering, and now although it is dilapidated, the flames have grown between the gathering and dispersion.

This wildfire is still spreading, Pei Min gave it to Xu Zang, Xu Zang gave it to Ning Yi, and Ning Yi will also give it to others, Gu Xiaoyu in Fenglei Mountain, short spike willow in Yumen Pass, and Liu Eleven in Jianhu Palace...... The flame that symbolizes indomitable and tenacious will never be extinguished.

The wind does not blow away.

The rain does not go out.

Time can't wear it away.

At the top of Fengming Mountain, the flames of nothingness have already burned.

Shen Yuanjun stood in the flames.

A gloomy voice sounded from the throat of the white long lamp.

"Your body...... There's such a thing as 'mad blood'. ”

Bai Changlan stared at Shen Yuanjun, this Northern Realm monk who "tore through the void with his body", giving himself an extremely familiar feeling, the Eastern Demon Domain had an extremely powerful secret technique, called "Burst Blood", this secret technique was to ignite the blood in his body...... And the demon cultivator whose bloodline is not strong enough will die directly in the ravages of blood.

The secret technique of blood explosion is not only available to the demon clan.

Among human beings, there is also a saying of bloodline...... The royal family of the Great Sui has an extremely powerful "inheritance bloodline", and theoretically speaking, cultivators with special talents can perform similar secret techniques.

As long as you have a unique blood in your body.

Maniacal.

On the banks of the Apocalypse River, the Little White Emperor performed the secret technique of "bursting blood".

The purer the bloodline, the smaller the sequelae of performing the secret arts...... Someone burns everything in the battle of blood and wins, but the blood in his body has been burned out, and he finally burns himself into nothingness.

And the "Shen Yuanjun" in front of him gave Bai Changlan the feeling of "bursting blood".

The man's body burned with the fire of wildness and aggression of nothingness.

Unscrupulously break through the realm of Nirvana.

Kill the White Siren Saint with one sword.

And the momentum on his body is still rising.

Bai Changlan narrowed his eyes, and the qi in his sleeve robe continued to bulge, gathering momentum, and he observed Shen Yuanjun's reaction.

The man's expression was calm.

When he heard the word "mad blood", his eyelids lowered slightly, and he didn't speak, but silently pulled out his long knife.

......

......

Very young.

When he was picked up by Pei Min and returned to the General's Mansion.

The first thing he learned was different from Qianqijun, Yinjun, and Xu Zang...... The first thing Pei Min taught them was to hold a sword, and the thing he taught himself was "convergence".

Convergence, a vague-sounding concept.

He was still young at that time and didn't know much about it, but he only remembered what Master said to him.

The master told himself that outside the General's Mansion, don't argue, don't move, and don't leak the slightest bit of qi.

This is called "convergence".

Why "convergence"?

Because his body is ...... There is something that is difficult to control.

It's called "mad blood".

If he can't restrain the "mad blood" and suppress the restlessness brought by the bloodline, he can't step out of the general's mansion.

And from the moment Pei Min brought him back and taught him carefully, his personality also changed because of this.

Pei Min gave him the name "Shen Yuan".

The heart is as calm as water, falling into the abyss.

He became quiet, steady, and became more like an ordinary person, a "gentleman" with a gentle and elegant personality...... Pei Min allowed him to leave the mansion and allowed him to walk and practice, and he gradually forgot the existence of "mad blood".

Until an accident, when he was in a life-and-death crisis, he broke out this power...... When the madness erupted, he went back to the vague area of his memory, and saw the years before he was picked up and returned to the General's Mansion.

Scarlet firelight.

Whimper, call for help.

He killed many people.

Pei Min has always been silent about his life experience, but when the "crazy blood" broke out, if it was not restrained enough, he would be an extremely heavy killer, and when Shen Yuanjun woke up from the explosion of blood, he saw the opponents who had forced him into danger before...... It had turned into wisps of scarlet blood mist, drifting through the wilderness.

His closest relatives...... That's how he should have died.

And the culprit is precisely the self who has not learned to "converge".

From that day on, Shen Yuanjun had a silent slaughter on his body, he never moved his hand in front of the world again, and always took suppressing "mad blood" as his greatest practice.

He rejected the gift of blood, but he was never able to get out of the shadow of his past.

He became reticent.

Rarely laugh again.

Until the day of adulthood.

Pei Min gave him the flying sword.

"Something...... We are born with no choice. ”

Pei Min, who guessed why Shen Yuanjun had changed to this, said to him.

"Everyone makes mistakes, but someone who is dwelling on his past mistakes and never gets up again, so he is overwhelmed by growing remorse. ”

Pei Min didn't mention the past.

There was no fluttering let him put down.

The flying sword was handed over by Pei Min himself, and when he took it with both hands, he heard the words.

"Shen Yuan...... Too many barriers, surround people, and you won't be able to see the light outside. ”

That sword is called "Breaking the Barrier".

From that day on.

The flame in the north took root in the heart of a young man, and the young man trapped in the cage was surrounded by darkness and loneliness that drowned everything, but he took the flying sword and raised his head, but he saw a small but complete light above his head.

Break down barriers.

The General's Mansion has a new "junior brother".

He had several "relatives".

The unsmiling "Shen Yuanjun" is no longer an iceberg on his face, he has people who need to take care of himself, and he has also learned how to "love others".

......

......

A picture of a horse-wrenching lantern.

Heavy rain, raising swords, carrying lanterns, birthday feasts, darkness, light, swaddling, crying, blood.

Send swords, draw swords, sneer, gossip.

In the first half of his life, he experienced too many ups and downs, and Pei Min taught him how to live a good teacher...... And after the general's mansion was destroyed, he was left with only himself as his companion.

He knew what he was forbearing.

He would rather bear the monstrous infamy, the questioning of the girl, and the scolding of the juniors and disciples...... I don't want to see Pei Min's northern border fall into the hands of those nobles in the imperial city.

At least in his own hands, he can watch the Great Wall for Pei Min.

The palm of the hand and the long knife made a clear intertwining sound.

The slow sound of "Qiang".

Shen Yuanjun said softly: "Pei Min told me before that he has a regret...... When he killed the demon clan, he didn't level the mountain by the way. ”

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......

The sword gang spread, and the wind tornado raged on the top of the mountain.

"Ridiculous!"

The Great Elder of the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan, Bai Changlan, stared at the man who was slowly drawing his knife, and in a very short period of time, he felt the change in the aura on this human being.

His pupils turned golden, his sleeves were raised, and the tips of his ten fingers burned Nirvana Dao fire, and the cold killing intent tore through the void and poured out of his sleeve robe.

At the top of Fengming Mountain, a majestic killing intent swept in——

Shen Yuanjun was expressionless, and instantly put the long knife horizontally in front of him, and the knife gang made a crackling and popping sound, and thousands of golden killing intent exploded outside the three-zhang range in front of him, like a golden waterfall fireworks.

The next moment.

The figure of the white long lamp had already shuttled through the void and arrived in front of Shen Yuanjun.

He smashed his fist on the knife surface, the seemingly extremely strong blade, I don't know what material to polish, it actually has soft and flexible strength, under this punch, instead of breaking, the knife body splashed inch by inch ripples.

Shen Yuanjun let out a muffled snort in his throat.

When he broke through the realm, he killed the White Sea Demon Saint of the Northern Demon Domain with a "single sword", and at this moment, the Demon Saint of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan brought him a much stronger sense of oppression than the White Sea Siren Saint.

The flying sword suspended on Shen Yuanjun's shoulder was like thousands of seawaters, converging and reversing between the two, countless sword weapons slammed into Bai Changlan's physique, and the face of the Great Elder of the Eastern Demon Domain was as white as paper, and the sound of gold and iron colliding between his sleeves and robes continued to emanate.

Brilliant tornado, golden red flame.

Outside Fengming Mountain, there was the sound of iron cavalry bombardment.

The bright fire ignited in Shen Yuanjun's pupils.

The blood is boiling, and there is no need to suppress it anymore.

"Today, I will break through Fengming Mountain for Pei Min!"