The king of swords, with an order, ten thousand swords dare not obey!

On the Brahma Sect, in the midst of the buzz of a pitch-black and unpretentious spirit sword, a supreme, strong, and pure sword intent suddenly filled the radius, and all the sword-shaped blades within the range were as if they had been summoned by the king, and the terrifying sound of breaking through the air was condensed.

Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!

The sound of the blade breaking through the air made everyone's faces change instantly, and the eyes of the two elders of Xuan Ming flashed a little frightened. And Xing Tianxie, who was originally confident and arrogant, also flashed a little shock in his eyes.

All the disciples of the Brahma Sect showed a bit of incredulity on their faces, but they didn't expect that the Seventh Uncle, who had always been as cold as a rock, would be a super master who was so deeply hidden!

A sword is born, ten thousand swords are subdued, what a majesty, what a momentum!

A little pride flashed faintly in the eyes of Wujizi and the others, although the seventh junior brother Ling Yun did not show mountains and rivers on weekdays, he was definitely the most terrifying existence among the elders of the Brahma Sect!

The whole world was suddenly shrouded in darkness, and countless spirit swords densely covered the sky and the sun roared, making people tremble and chill at a glance!

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

The supernatural power that can only appear when the sword cultivation reaches an extremely high realm, and when the sword comes out, it can summon all the sword-shaped blades within the sword intent of Fang Yuan for its use!

In the roar, the tips of countless spirit swords turned outward, and the hilts formed a circle inward, and the center of this circle was the sword path that summoned ten thousand swords.

"Draw the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, Condense the Soul!"

With a low shout from the sword daozi, ten thousand swords shook together, and then an invisible sword shadow with a difference between the virtual and the real of the debut dao appeared on it, and it condensed towards the middle with the sound of madness. Between heaven and earth, a huge sword phantom with a size of nearly 10,000 zhang slowly emerged, and at the same time, the desolate and eternal sword intent with endless majesty swept away like this!

On a hill in the Brahma Sect, a look of appreciation appeared in the eyes of the black-clothed man whose figure was hidden in the void, and he stretched out his hand to press the constantly beating spirit sword in his hand, "Although the cultivation is quite weak, I am afraid that the artistic conception of the sword has been cultivated to an extremely profound level, and it is actually able to forcibly summon the ancient sword soul with these spirit spirits." ”

At this moment, the second low shout of the sword Daozi followed, "Take the qi of ten thousand swords, shape the spirit!" ”

Ten thousand swords shook again, and a mass of invisible qi exuding a fierce aura that was about to pierce this day quickly appeared, and quickly condensed towards one of them, and in the blink of an eye, it was a mass of invisible qi hundreds of zhang in size, and the terrifying power emitted from it tore apart the surrounding space.

Without waiting for the second sound to fall, the third sound also spewed out quickly.

"Shatter the body of ten thousand swords, cast the body!"

This sound fell, and Wan Jian let out a mournful roar, and at the same time, the faces of the owners of these spirit swords suddenly appeared in shock, and then they all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their expressions were abrupt! Because at this moment, the slightest connection between their minds and the spirit sword was completely cut off by a strange force, causing great damage to their souls.

The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!

The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die!

At this moment, the sword is the emperor of the sword, and with an order, ten thousand swords will destroy their bodies!

Click! Click! Click!

Countless shattering sounds filled the sky in an instant, and the Dao Dao Spirit Sword self-destructed itself in the mournful roar and became fragments of the sword. These fragments were frantically condensed under the action of a strange force, so between the heavens and the earth, there was an additional spirit sword that was almost ten thousand zhang in size.

The sword is heavy and has no edge, but it seems to be able to cut through the land under your feet lightly!

After drinking three sentences in a row, the Ten Thousand Sword Spirit, Qi, and Body North instantly split into each other, respectively becoming the three things that exude endless power between heaven and earth.

An illusory sword shadow, the size of ten thousand zhang, the vicissitudes of breath!

An invisible air mass, a hundred feet in a square circle, and the whole body is sharp!

The entity of a sword, standing up to the sky and the earth, thick and without a blade!

On the top of the mountain, the man in black looked at the three things standing between heaven and earth, and finally showed a little shock in his eyes at this moment.

"Draw the spirit of ten thousand swords to condense the soul, take the qi of ten thousand swords to shape the soul, and shatter the body of ten thousand swords to cast the body, then ...... Does he want to ......" Thinking of this, this mysterious man in black not only had a look of expectation in his eyes!

"Perhaps, the ancient sword will reappear in the world today......"

At this moment, the many cultivators who came to chase their own spirit sword were also dozens of miles away from the Brahma Sect, even if the spirit sword was destroyed and severed from the last trace of connection with the mind and made them suffer a heavy blow, but at this moment, looking at the three things that were filled with supreme sword intent between heaven and earth, they were pale, and they didn't dare to take a step forward here! As sword cultivators, they were able to deeply appreciate the aura emanating from these three things, which was the supreme existence that they cultivated day by day in order to be able to obtain in the end!

"This ...... What the hell is going on? ”

A somewhat solemn look appeared on Kendaozi's face, looking at the three things surrounding him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the void ancient sword soul.

"Soul!" With a loud shout, his hand slapped it hard, at this moment, Jian Daozi undoubtedly became the only one in this world, and the terrifying sword intent condensed by tens of thousands of years of sword cultivation in his life exploded at an unprecedented speed at this moment, without any reservations!

Airplanes!

A sword roar came from this ancient sword soul, and then it quickly rushed towards the formed sword entity!

When the two met, they were quickly compatible without a sound, and with the influx of the ancient sword soul, the body of the sword suddenly exuded a supreme majesty!

The sword was originally the king of tens of millions of blades, and this ancient sword was a combination of heaven and earth, yin and yang, which was originally stored in zài and legends, and today it was forcibly summoned and condensed here!

Kendozi's face turned pale suddenly, and his hands trembled slightly, but his eyes were unusually bright.

"Spirited!"

With a low shout again, Kendaozi waved his hand and grabbed it, and the ancient sword spirit condensed by ten thousand swords in a radius of hundreds of zhang quickly poured into the body of the sword! As the sword spirit entered the body, a sense of agility appeared on the sword body in an instant, and in the trembling, the world seemed to be trembling slightly!

Kendaozi's face suddenly flushed, and in the rapid reversal of this pale redness, his whole person's aura was disordered again, but the momentum of the whole person reached the peak in an instant!

The black-clothed man on the mountain of Brahma Sect couldn't help but show a little expectation on his face, and between the fluctuations in his mind, the void around him was also like breathing, constantly shrinking and expanding.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

The ancient kendo master ram soup for the creation of the peerless demon soldier Mo Xie, the day of the opening of the sword furnace, the full moon parent-child into the furnace, with its flesh and blood as the guide, when the sword is formed, the demon clouds in the sky condensed, and the thirty-six demon thunders were completed!

Gongsun Wuji, the peerless powerhouse of the Dao of Destruction, took his own essence and blood as a guide, mined the iron of the North Pole, the fire of the South China Sea, the essence of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and the qi of the West, which lasted for thousands of years to forge, and finally cast the Longquan Sword and led down the seventy-two Dao of Divine Thunder!

The Heaven Killing Demon Palace, with the blood of hundreds of billions of living beings as the guide, nourishes the Yin Spirits and devours each other, refining and sealing into the sword blank, sealing tens of millions of years, the Demon Sword is psychic, and on the day of birth, the Heaven Killing Demon Palace is full of doors, leading to one hundred and eight demon thunders!

Kendo Zi draws the spirit of ten thousand swords to condense the soul, takes the qi of ten thousand swords to shape the soul, and shatters the body of ten thousand swords to cast the body, just to do his best to cast the ancient sword!

Blood sacrifice is a crucial part of this!

"Quick, interrupt him, can't let him continue!" At this moment, the confident look on Xing Tianxie's face had already disappeared, and he shouted with a look of horror on his face.

The spirit sword is formed, and as a person who sacrifices the sword, it is possible to become this sword spirit, and I am afraid that all of them will not be the enemy of this sword at that time! Outsiders don't know these things, but as the young sect master of the fifth-level sect Black Demon Sect, he had heard his father, the Black Demon Ancestor, say it, so naturally he didn't dare to take this risk!

After casting the Great Heaven Splitting Hand, the Second Elder of the Netherworld originally thought that he would be able to take down the Sword Daozi, but at this moment, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and was speechless!

"The big crack of the heavens, tearing the heavens and the earth, breaking! Break! Break! ”

The two of them shouted violently, and ghost claws the size of hundreds of zhang suddenly fell towards the sword path with endless might.

On the top of the mountain, the man in black showed a bit of ridicule on his face, but he didn't do anything about it.

Jian Daozi's face swept a light glance at the ghost claw, and his hand moved slightly, and the ancient sword suddenly exuded a faint sword aura. This sword qi appeared in this space without causing the slightest wave, but the next moment, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and they gasped in unison!

I saw that the Great Heaven Splitting Hand launched by the two elders of the Netherworld at the expense of self-injury was actually split into two without any resistance under this sword qi.

A look of shock suddenly appeared in the eyes of the two elders of the Netherworld, and then they burst back a few steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, and their faces were shocked.

Kendaozi repelled the two but didn't look at it, looking at the giant sword erected between heaven and earth, his eyes gradually showed a bit of obsession.

Strands of blood slowly flowed out of the broken wound at the wrist, but it was strange that it did not fall, but went upstream, and was slowly absorbed by the ancient sword. With the loss of blood, the aura of the sword Daozi gradually weakened, but the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger!

"Master!!" Li Dazhu's eyes were red, and he suddenly fell to his knees and shouted.

Hearing this, a look of relief flashed in Kendaozi's eyes, "As a teacher, I have been cultivating for 76,531 years all my life, and my only goal is to be like you, I want to know what will happen if this sword realm has cultivated to the peak realm?" But I already understood 10,000 years ago that I had no chance to move forward again in this life, and in the end I was just turning into a billet of loess! Today, if I give up a qiē to forge an ancient sword, I can't reach the realm, and I need you to continue! If I can't see it, you can see it for me! ”

"Dazhu, remember that sword cultivators can only make continuous progress if their hearts are strong! Your talent is far above mine, and in the future, I hope that one day you will be able to truly reach the peak of the sword realm! ”

The words were closed, Kendaozi's eyes slowly closed, and the breath of the whole person became weaker and weaker, but after absorbing the essence blood and sword intent, the ancient sword became more and more agile, and it seemed that it would break through the sky and leave in the next moment!

"Born!" A faint voice echoed between heaven and earth, and the figure of Kendaozi became more and more illusory, and finally disappeared completely, as if it was completely integrated into this ancient sword.

When the dust settled, whether it was the man in black on the mountain, the Brahma Sect, the Black Demon Sect, and all the people who chased the spirit sword to get here, they all looked at the ancient sword that almost stood up to the sky and the earth with shocked faces.

Airplanes!!

Suddenly, the Ancient Sword suddenly emitted a sword roar, and an invisible sword intent filled the sky with a sense of endless vicissitudes and years.

Where the Black Demon Sect Master Sect was located, in a secret room tens of thousands of meters deep underground, two bright lights suddenly flashed!

"Who is such a pure sword intent?" The Black Demon Ancestor muttered to himself, and then with a wave of his hand, he tore through the space and disappeared.

Countless light years away from the planet where the Brahma Sect is located, there is a strange black hole, and any matter that comes close to it will be instantly deformed and instantly sucked into it under the action of a terrifying suction.

Suddenly, a life slowly walked out of that black hole, exuding a sense of endless years.

"Revolver Star Field?" The man frowned, then stepped down, and without any movement from him, the figure had vanished, and reappeared, only to be millions of light-years away. Immediately, his feet moved, and he went straight to the source of the sword intent.

"Huh? Could it be that there has been a certain sword cultivator who has recently reached the realm master realm, isn't it? Why is the aura of this sword intent so strong, it seems to have the same root and origin as this heaven and earth. On the nameless planet, a white-bearded old man frowned, and then with a wave of his sleeves, he passed down an order that all disciples of the sect were not allowed to go out, and the space was torn apart in an instant.

The ancient sword intent emitted when the ancient sword came out was instantly captured by many great supernatural monsters in this universe, and they rushed to this source one after another. But at this moment, the first to arrive at the Brahma Sect was the person who was Huarong Dao and the Landing Gate. After all, their four third-level sects are on the same planet and occupy a favorable geographical position.

"What a pure sword intent, what the hell is this sword, it's so terrifying!" The heads of the two major sects, Huarong Dao and Landing Gate, glanced at each other and saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.

Airplanes!

The Ancient Sword emitted a slight sword sound, and then its volume shrank rapidly in the scorching eyes of everyone, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from a sky-high existence to a seven-foot long sword exuding a simple vicissitudes of life.

"The spirit sword has just begun, and the sword Daozi has not become a sword spirit!" Xingtian Evil Yanzhou suddenly flashed a bit of greed and fiery, and then shouted: "The Black Demon Sect is here, if you are not afraid of death, just step forward!" The two elders of the Netherworld, quickly move to capture this ancient sword! ”

"Yes, Shaozong!" The eyes of the two elders of the Netherworld also flashed with a little excitement, if they succeeded in winning the Ancient Sword this time, it would definitely be a great achievement, and then the sect master would definitely have a reward, so ...... It is expected to break through the realm of the main realm in this life!

"Capture!"

"Photograph!"

The two looked at each other, but for the first time they spoke separately.

Captured and photographed twice, and suddenly as if embodying some kind of law of heaven and earth, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the middle of the air, falling directly towards the ancient sword.

The figure of the man in black was hidden in the void, and the corners of his mouth showed a bit of ridicule, "Although it is not at its peak, the power of the ancient sword is beyond the reach of the two of you little guys who have initially set foot in the realm of rules. ”

The body of the Ancient Sword trembled suddenly, and then it shot towards Li Dazhu in an instant! It is made of Kendaozi condensing the soul and casting the body, and finally it is forged by casting a blood sacrifice to integrate all the essence and blood sword intent of the whole body into it, although Kendaozi has not become an ancient sword spirit, but after this sword was born, it was born with a closeness to Li Dazhu.

"Come down for me!" Seeing that the ancient sword was about to fall, the two elders of the Netherworld shouted violently, and their huge palms clenched fiercely!

"Caught!" A flash of joy flashed in the eyes of the two, but then their faces changed drastically.

Rumble!

Countless sharp sword qi suddenly erupted, and the entire palm was torn to pieces in an instant.

Burst!

The two elders of the Netherworld spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and their figures instantly burst backwards again!

"Give it all to me, you must snatch the ancient sword!" Xingtian Evil snorted coldly, and then tore through the space, and reappeared not far from the Ancient Sword.

"Yes!" Everyone in the Black Demon Sect shouted in unison, and the shattered space appeared behind him in an instant.

"Get out of the way!" A low shout came, but it was Wujizi's amazing momentum, and he stopped directly in front of Xingtian Evil!

Ziqizi, Yuduzi and the others also stood beside him with gloomy faces, implying murderous intent.

"You Brahma Sect, do you want to stop me?" Xing Tianxie said with a gloomy face.

Wujizi's face was indifferent, and he said coldly: "This sword is condensed by my seventh junior brother who spent a lifetime of cultivation and even gave up his life, and it is the thing of my Brahma Sect. ”

Xing Tianxie's face was even more gloomy, and he said coldly: "If you don't get out of the way, today is the day when the Brahma Sect will be destroyed!" ”

"Hahahaha! What a big breath, if it weren't for your father, do you really think that my Brahma Sect can be kneaded by you, and if you retreat today, everything will be easy to say, otherwise I will be ruthless if I can't say it today! A little ruthlessness flashed in Wujizi's eyes, and a violent momentum erupted on his body!

"Domain Master Peak!" Xing Tianxie's eyes shrank slightly.

"Humph! Huangkou child, is it really that I have no one in the Brahma Sect? ”

Ziqizi, Yuduzi and the others also took a step forward in unison, and the momentum of the domain master realm came out furiously!

"Ruthless? I want to know, what are you going to do with the child? A cold voice rolled in from the sky, and a burst of joy suddenly erupted in Xingtianxie's eyes, "Welcome to my father!" ”

When Wujizi and the others heard this, their faces turned pale instantly.

At this moment, the figure of a middle-aged man slowly appeared between the heavens and the earth, his eyes were indifferent, but sweeping from Wujizi and the others, it did make them instantly feel like they had been hit hard, and they took a few steps backwards again and again, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Ancient Sword?" A fiery color flashed in the eyes of the Black Demon Ancestor, and then he took it casually, and he actually directly fixed this ancient sword in the air.

A burst of divine light suddenly erupted from the ancient sword, and the sword roared and struggled wildly.

"Humph! If you were in your heyday, the old man would naturally not be able to control you, but for now, you should be honest with me! The Black Demon Ancestor snorted coldly, and with another hard grip on his hand, the Ancient Sword let out a mournful roar, and it was actually forcibly taken to his side.

"Sword cultivation things, you outsiders still don't touch it." A faint voice suddenly came, but the Black Demon Ancestor's face was not different, and then he turned to the place where the man in black was with an expressionless face, "You finally spoke......