On the top of Shu Mountain, the purple gas is mighty for 30,000 miles, surrounded by all kinds of divine light and auspicious clouds, shining the world!

Yang Su's eyes were hazy, as if they were covered with mist, and he was really tired.

Since the fall of the Song Dynasty in the Battle of Yashan, Yang Su has been constantly chased and killed by various immortals since he escaped alone for a year, even with his incomparable mana, he has already been exhausted at this moment, and he can only stand on the top of the mountain with his sword leaning, looking up at the immortals in the sky and sneering.

"We cultivators are pursuing the Dao of Transcendence in this long red dust, it should be a happy event to be able to produce a Taoist friend like you, but you shouldn't mess with the heavens, you are only one step away from the Dao, you should know that the Dao of Heaven cannot be changed! Lives are irreversible!

Three hundred years of the imperial dynasty is the extreme, and the Song Dynasty should be destroyed! You don't know how to go against the sky, and you will be punished by heaven if you are riddled with cause and effect, and you deserve this catastrophe! "The figure and appearance of this person are varied, like a young man, like a man in his prime, and like a dying old man, but when you look closely, you will find that he seems to have a face like a crown of jade, but gray hair. Dressed in a simple green robe, but it is unspeakably expensive.

"Dao Xuan Tianzun, you are the ancestor of the Immortal God! I haven't practiced the Void Harmony Dao yet, I'm a human being, you're a saint, we're not Taoist friends! Yang Su pointed at the high Dao Xuan Tianzun and sneered.

"A bold fanatic, how dare you be rude to a saint!" There were earth-shattering shouts in the sky.

Yang Suru asked himself if he hadn't heard of it, "The Song Dynasty was politically harmonious, the people were old, the young were dependent, and the strong were useful, although the emperor was mediocre, he was not mediocre and brutal, and all officials obeyed the rules and regulations.

Dao Xuan Tianzun did not argue and slowly spoke, "The way of heaven is controlled by us, the catastrophe of heaven and earth is a major event related to our cultivation and transcendence, but you are the variable we have never encountered, what you do will disturb the catastrophe, the true spirit of the person you killed will be annihilated and cannot return to its place, dozens of reincarnated immortal gods have fallen, hundreds of immortal gods have changed, and now the world is chaotic, so that I can't even calculate the heavenly machine, you have violated the way of heaven, this is a big crime!" ”

The saint naturally spat out golden flowers when he opened his mouth, and his voice was not high, but it was like a trickle ringing in his ears, as if the truth was convincing!

Yang Su was stunned in his heart, "I see, haha!" I see! No wonder I am the enemy of the whole world in the Three Realms, and all the gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters are actually chasing and killing me. ”

Dao Xuan Tianzun is not ashamed or annoyed, and is extremely calm, "Everything has a glimmer of life, and you are no exception, now I and other saints have agreed that you should be annihilated, but as long as you abandon the Tao and destroy your soul, I should protect you with a little true spirit, whether to enter the reincarnation of the world to enjoy boundless wealth, or go to the underworld to cultivate the ghost path, or to register your name in the heavenly court, and do this mountain god land, I have already stated the stakes, how should you decide?" ”

Yang Su looked at Dao Xuan Tianzun as if he hadn't heard it, and sneered, "What has happened is the real inevitability, you are just speculating, how dare you say that you can control the Heavenly Dao, how did Dongfang Taihao Qingdi Fuxi die?" Using the innate river diagram to deduce me, this variable was exhausted by the anti-devouring true spirit, and the mana was drained alive and died, and even the true spirit was annihilated.

You saints can't even count the heavens, and you dare to speak falsely and control the way of heaven! It's ridiculous! I'm running out of mana at the moment, and a three-year-old child can kill me with a knife, what are you afraid of as the immortals in Zhenyu? Come on! I heard that my Yang Su's head is worth 100 grains of Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, three innate magic weapons, and a set of supreme Dafa. Now I'm standing here, a great head, who dares to take it! ”

The gods in the sky are full of anger but no one dares to move, although the person in front of him is not yet in line with the Tao but is amazingly talented, creating a line of sword cultivation, but also learning from the demon clan to practice the natal magic weapon, creating the human race to practice the natal magic weapon of the law, but also to abandon foreign objects, all his life is on a sword, the combat power is amazing, there are many immortals who died under his sword, and there is even a saint emperor who died because of him, and the form and god are destroyed!

Now although he has run out of oil and dried up, the more immortal immortals cherish their lives, and the immortals all over the sky have set their sights on Dao Xuan Tianzun.

"Everything between heaven and earth can be perceived, future changes are in my hands, all deductions are facts, what the saints see, is the same, the future should be like this, what the saints see and deduce, is the mandate of heaven, the way of heaven flows, we monks should obey the mandate of heaven, what you see against the saints is against the sky." Dao Xuan Tianzun slowly took a step, looking at Yang Su lightly, and said slowly.

Yang Su didn't hear it, ignored it directly, no longer argued with him, and caressed the sword body on the top of the independent mountain, and his face was calm, "I, Yang Su, have been worthy of heaven and earth since I came to this world, and I have never wronged a person under the sword, as a Han alien barbarian, burning, killing and plundering all evil, I will slaughter them all, and avenge my Han sons and daughters, Brother Zhao regards me as a brother in life and death, and handed over the Great Song Dynasty to me before his death.

What horned wood snakes, fighting wood jackals, chamber fire pigs, such livestock take advantage of the troubled world to cause trouble, and they deserve to die. As for these immortals who died at my hands! Hehe, there are no gods in this world, saints don't have to die the same, you are actually just a group of self-deceived ants, heaven and earth are not benevolent to all things as dogs. I only killed a few ants, why do you dare to say that I have violated the way of heaven? ”

"Yang Su, you damn it!"

"Bold Yang Su, dare to talk nonsense!"

"You are a mortal who has not yet reached the Tao, you don't know the truth of heaven and earth, how can you know the greatness of my immortal gods, you should be destroyed!" The immortals were furious, and they couldn't wait to immediately scatter the bones of Yang Su, who said this.

"Right and wrong are at ease in people's hearts, if you are really the immortal immortals, do you still need to be reincarnated in the lower realm through the humane catastrophe? Then I was killed by me, a mortal, and the true spirit was annihilated. Yang Sudun felt bored, waved his hand and said no more.

There are really no immortals in this world, and the so-called saints are just a more powerful monk, who will die the same, and no one can transcend the Heavenly Dao.

Above the colorful auspicious clouds, Dao Xuan Tianzun's body flashed with a thousand feet of light, and he quietly looked down at Yang Su, "Fallacy, I don't want to become an immortal, I don't want to become a god, I don't want to become a ghost, I don't want to survive, but I want to go against the sky, the sin is unforgivable, and I should be punished!" ”

A group of immortals and gods set up a formation, and all kinds of magic treasures suddenly shone in the sky, and they immediately wanted to kill Yang Su on the orders of the saint.

Facing the heavenly immortal god Yang Su was not afraid, his face was calm, he held the sword in one hand, stepped on the green clouds, and flew straight up, "I can still make another sword, who are you waiting for to die!" ”

"Dear master, welcome back, the first system elf will serve you wholeheartedly, please choose a profession?" An ethereal voice woke up Yang Su, who had been asleep for an unknown amount of time.

Yang Su looked at the familiar picture in front of him and laughed out loud. The reward of killing a saint emperor really didn't disappoint him, and he Yang Su went back again!

Sword Cultivation, Taoist Cultivation, Buddha Cultivation, Ghost Cultivation, Demon Cultivation, Left Dao ,...... Hundreds of professions were placed in front of him one by one for him to choose from, just like when he traveled through the Northern Song Dynasty in his previous life.

"Are we still variable?" Yang Su was silent for a moment and asked.

"Of course, we are destined to be variables, unless you destroy the soul and cleanse everything, and the reincarnation of the true spirit is recognized by the Heavenly Dao." The system elf replied.

"Is that still me?" Yang Su shook his head and laughed.

The system elf was silent.

"Although the sword cultivation is full of combat power, and the cultivation has made rapid progress, I am only one step away from the path of separation in just three hundred years, but it is still inevitable to be defeated, my path is destined to be the enemy of the world, I can fail, I can die, but I will never admit defeat. System Genie, do you have any suggestions? Yang Su asked.

"Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor has no owner, Ziweixing is the master of the stars, the master of the number of buckets, is the emperor star, and the humane emperor is actually equivalent to the master of Ziweixing, so the emperor does not invade all evils, and ten thousand laws are not broken. There is also the suppression of the imperial dragon qi, even the saints dare not openly block it, otherwise they will definitely fall under the backlash of karma. The system elf replied.

"Alas, then be the emperor!" Yang Su's face darkened and he sighed lightly.