The Dark Demon Lord's ancient holy power descended, causing Mu Zongqing to collapse to the ground in fear.

Who would have thought that a legendary powerhouse like the Ancient Saint would spend his time leaving his power for a kid who hadn't even reached the quasi-saint level.

You must know that even if the Ruthless Sword Saint leaves that light and shadow, the price it costs is comparable to a Xuan-level holy relic.

But the Dark Demon Lord ignored his fears, and with a movement of light and shadow, the remaining power turned into a round of black stones that seemed to be reversible and directly suppressed the past.

"I, Mu Zongqing, don't want to die here!"

Mu Zongqing roared unwillingly, his face was hideous.

However, his roar did not help, and the black sun still fell on him fiercely.

This round of black sun, even the lower Saint Realm will suffer serious injuries and even fall, let alone a Mu Zongqing who is not a quasi-saint in the second realm.

"Lu Feng, I curse you, curse that you will definitely die in the three tribulations of the saint in the future, and you will not be able to live forever!"

The terrible curse roared wildly, but soon with the dissipation of the black sun, Mu Zongqing's body disappeared along with it.

The only thing left was the Thunder Sword.

"Lu Feng, you didn't disappoint me in a short period of time, you have grown to this point, I hope you can find the ..... of the wheel of life and death"

The Dark Lord's blow was finally exhausted and dissipated.

Lu Feng nodded heavily, although he used the blow of the Dark Demon Lord this time, it was worth it to wipe out Mu Zongqing and get the qualification to enter the light mask space.

He put away the thunder sword and looked at the light mask, his body trembling wildly with excitement.

At this moment, he was so close to the secret left by the Sword Ancestor.

After being silent for a while, Lu Feng pressed the black stone on the light mask, and suddenly a strong suction force emerged, and he saw it dissipate at an astonishing speed, slowly opening a mysterious door.

With a clicking sound, he took a deep breath and stepped straight in.

The aura changed suddenly, this was a small space opened up by the Sword Ancestor, and it was filled with vitality.

Lu Feng's gaze swept slowly, this place was like a paradise, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and many exotic flowers and plants were planted.

And when Lu Feng's gaze was fixed on a simple grass house, he knew if he could learn that the secret was there.

Approaching the secret, his mood was complicated, and the distance of only a few thousand meters was extremely slow.

His heart was also worried, fearing that what he would get under the expectation would be despair.

It seems like a thousand years, and it seems like 10,000 years, Lu Feng finally came to the ordinary grass house.

Next to the grass house, there is an ancient monument, engraved with a few lines of words, revealing a carefree sword intent.

The world is drunk alone, but I am awake.

All kinds of ups and downs, the road ahead is boundless.

There is only a glass of water and wine, and a green lotus as a companion.

From these few lines, Lu Feng could feel the free and unrestrained character of Qinglian Sword Ancestor.

"It's a pity that this kind of freedom is not suitable for me. ”

Lu Feng muttered, shook his head, pushed open the door of the grass house and walked in.

Inside, the cottage is unremarkable, with only a bed, a few tables and chairs, and a bookshelf with books.

And Lu Feng looked fixedly, and his eyes seemed to see the picture of Qinglian Sword Ancestor drinking wine and dancing with swords.

Before the Qinglian Sword Ancestor became famous, the predecessor of the Holy Land was equivalent to the power of the Eight Great Clans.

And in a very short period of time, the Qinglian Holy Land has become a sword cultivation holy land, which can be imagined as the ability of the Qinglian Sword Ancestor.

His eyes flickered to see a jar of wine and a bowl on the table and chair.

"Are you going to invite me for a drink?"

Lu Feng walked over, then poured out a bowl of clear wine by himself, and drank it.

At the moment when he drank that bowl of wine, an ancient book with a cyan cover appeared in front of him, and a middle-aged man's figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Feng's eyes.

"Qinglian Sword Ancestor!"

Lu Feng's heart shook, and then he respected.

"How many years have passed, and finally someone came, and this glass of water and wine is considered to be my Qinglian hospitality. ”

The light and shadow of the Qinglian Sword Ancestor were suspended, and he looked at Lu Feng in front of him with a smile.

Lu Feng didn't answer, he knew that the light and shadow in front of him didn't have any spiritual intelligence, but only left it with great magical powers.

"Coming here is fate, being able to come here also means that something is going to happen, here I Qinglian left some gadgets to give to people who are destined. ”

Qinglian Sword Ancestor said with a smile.

Lu Feng nodded lightly and slowly lifted the "Wanyu Tianzun" Chapter 966 The method you are watching now is only half a chapter, if you want to see the full version, please search in Baidu: (Ice + Thunder + Chinese + Text) After entering, search again: Wanyu Tianzun