Chapter 67: Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty
Lu Xiaonan stepped on the black clouds and rose into the sky, the clouds that were about to dissipate seemed to smell something, and there were signs of condensation again, the lake of golden thunder and lightning appeared, countless thunderbolts surged in it, and some thunderbolts turned into huge waves and rushed towards him.
A hazy white phantom appeared from behind Lu Xiaonan, but no one could see it, it was a person who was exactly the same as him, and Lu Xiaonan's state at this moment was extremely mysterious, constantly switching between black and white.
The black eyes looked at the thunder pool, and the thunder waves that rushed towards him seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, and they were frozen a few meters away from him, turning into a reef, and the slowly recondensed clouds also seemed to be frozen by time, maintaining their current state and motionless. The white gaze flashed again, and the waves of thunder and lightning that had been fixed fell back into the lake and turned into water of thunder and lightning, and the entire lake of thunder and lightning became docile and smooth as a mirror under the black and white gaze.
Lu Xiaonan looked at the phantom of the emperor opposite, raised his hand and pointed at it, the emperor trembled, let out a silent cry of pain, the golden lightning pieces on his body fell off, the emperor's robe was mottled, the emperor's crown disappeared, and at the same time, the blue liquid in the emperor's abdomen also began to move, the blue brilliance was even more brilliant, almost the entire cloud of calamity was reflected blue, and the sound of a sword roar came from the emperor's abdomen.
The emperor trembled, his face was distorted, his body was almost torn apart, and he was extremely miserable, he tried hard to maintain his form, but in his eyes, only he could see at this time, that Lu Xiaonan, who was constantly changing in white as snow and pitch black as ink, actually looked as tall as a giant, where was this still a lowly ant in his eyes, and it was clearly a bad star who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.
A blue sword intent rose into the sky, piercing the sky in an instant, and the blue liquid in the emperor's body re-condensed, turning into a thirty-centimeter-long short sword, a brand-new nether sword, full of the fierceness of thunder and the fierceness of the evil qi, the strong blue sword light seemed to explode, impacting the emperor's golden body into countless fragments scattered in the lake of thunder.
The blue Netherworld Sword drew countless sword marks in the sky, the sky seemed to be torn face, through the sword marks in the sky, you can see that there are countless stars in the dark outer space, and the starlight gathers into a line, and it is submerged into the sword body in an instant, and the brilliance of the Nether Sword is even more prosperous, as if the blue sun shines on the heavens and the earth.
On the ground, the swords of all the cultivators within 10,000 miles, whether it is a new sword that has just been forged, or a fierce sword that has made a name for itself, or a fairy sword that has been left by a famous person in history, whether it is a flying sword or a sharp sword in his hand, all of them are uncontrolled at this time, and they fly into the air at the same time, worshipping the king and bowing to the Nether Sword, rotating around the Netherworld Sword, and the sword roars to the sky in an instant.
Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!
Because the sword has a soul!
Tens of thousands of swords form a sea of swords, covering the sky and the sun, and the Nether Sword is like a child playing and playing, shuttling between countless flying swords, all the swords are like subjects have avoided it, not daring to be angry, but the blue sword light still inadvertently touched some of these swords, those swords swept by the blue sword light or broken or exploded, have turned into mortal iron and fell to the dust, despite this, tens of thousands of swords still follow the Nether Sword around it, suddenly soaring into the sky, suddenly into the ground, like a gust of wind sweeping the heavens and the earth, Everywhere I passed, it was a mess.
At this time, this world is dominated by the sword, and all other non-sword-shaped weapons are hidden and dare not fight, and within ten thousand miles, no matter how the master drives them, they will not take half a step closer to the direction where the Netherworld Sword is.
The Netherworld Sword flew for more than ten minutes, as if tired of playing, the brilliance converged, and the speed slowed down, some of the swords around the tens of thousands of swords began to fly back to the source, and after a while, there were less than a hundred swords left around the Netherworld Sword, and these last remaining swords were all famous treasures, some people recognized some of these famous swords, many of these swords were owner-owned things, and some were swords that had only appeared in history and had disappeared from people's vision for countless years, and more were swords that they didn't recognize at all, I don't know where I came from, so I followed the Nether Sword and flew like this.
The Nether Sword finally put its speed to an extremely slow speed, and began to roar around Lu Xiaonan, and after a while, it flew into Lu Xiaonan's hand, and the brilliance was restrained. Following its last nearly 100 swords, he circled around Lu Xiaonan for a moment, making a final worship and cheer, and then flew away one after another, returning to the place where he came. Someone tried to collect those ownerless swords, but they were slashed in half by the sword light and fell to the ground, and even the primordial gods were killed, these swords are not ordinary swords, how can they be easily subdued?
Lu Xiaonan stood in the clouds with the Nether Sword in his hand, his eyelids moved slightly, and a clear color flashed on the dark eyes, white and black gradually merged, and finally returned to normal color. But at this time, Lu Xiaonan's eyes were closed, his body was straight and unconscious, and he no longer had his previous domineering appearance, and the blue sword light supported him and slowly fell to the ground.
The clouds were also slowly shrinking, and the coercion of heaven and earth dissipated, disappearing without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared. The people on the ground were able to regather their mana without any hindrance. The first to react was Qi Xiaolian, and his figure fell to Lu Xiaonan's side with a slight movement, and the sleeves of his robe were rolled up to take Lu Xiaonan away along with the Nether Sword.
"You dare!" Sineng was originally far away because of Lu Xiaonan's demonization, but at this time, seeing Qi Xiaolian actually doing such a trick, the rosary in his hand turned into a Buddha light and hit it.
Qi Xiaolian raised his hand and slashed at the rosary, but the sleeves of his robe were curling towards Lu Xiaonan, even Si Neng couldn't stop it, but a ball of blue light suddenly appeared on Lu Xiaonan's body, protecting him like a cover, and there was a nether sword guarding him, preventing anyone from approaching.
The technique of the Qiankun in his sleeve failed, and Qi Xiaolian couldn't help frowning. It's just that although he was the first to act, there was still a faster existence than him in the field, among the six old monks who were originally standing behind Lu Xiaonan and the others to watch the battle, the two oldest monks came first, and at the same time as the Sineng rosary struck, they had already arrived at Qi Xiaolian's side at the same time, and the four palms hit him together.
With a loud bang, Qi Xiaolian retreated quickly, his face was slightly red, and he looked at the two old monks, "What kind of heroes are you to be outnumbered." ”
"Amitabha, donor, are you joking?" An old monk sneered, "If we help the younger disciples to be considered outnumbered, then what is the behavior of hundreds of you who came to bully my Hongguang Temple?" ”
"Evil demons are outside, everyone gets and is punished!" Qi Xiaolian's face was hideous, and the sword in his hand pointed at the old monk, "This son is a demon, and he is the common enemy of my human race!" How dare you cover up! Everyone in the world will be punished! ”
"Isn't it now that you so-called people from all over the world have come to destroy my Hongguang Temple? What else do we want to do! ”
Qi Xiaolian's face changed several times, and finally said coldly, "The reason why people stand in the world is to choose the way to make trade-offs, for the common people in the world, you can take away the carrion and sores, you can sacrifice your life for righteousness, and I also hope that the colleagues in Hongguang Temple will abide by the oath of the cultivators and hand over this devil, don't miss the people in the world, and wait until the lives are ruined, it is the sin of your Hongguang Temple!" That's all there is to it. ”
"Hongguang Temple abides by the cultivator's oath!" Hundreds of people shouted in unison, as if representing all the justice in the world, the sound shook the world, these people don't know what the devil is, but the harm of the devil has been seen in the classics, especially the Kunlun faction is a faction that goes straight to the fairy world, although they act domineeringly, they will always be wrong in the face of great right and wrong.
Is the next generation of disciples of Hongguang Temple actually the devil? In the face of the world's leisurely mouth, where does Hongguang Temple go? The people of Hongguang Temple were patrolling for a while.
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Qi Xiaolian's eyes, and he roared angrily, "Fellow Daoists, follow me to kill the devil!" Then he took the lead in pounceing on the two old monks.
"Kill the Adversary!" The crowd shouted in unison.
Someone took the lead, and there was a big guy who resisted the opponent's strong man, and at this time, other people in the field rushed over, and it was okay not to be the main force to beat the side drum.
People's hearts are available, take advantage of the other party's distraction, if you don't seize this excellent opportunity, these old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years will not be called human spirits.
Kill! Especially the elders of Longhu Mountain who were originally arranged, rushed to the monks of Hongguang Temple together, the colorful heavy light array was broken, and there was only a forced hard attack, they had close combat, there were magic weapons and spells long-range attacks, there were roars, blood, and screams, and for a while, there was a shouting and killing around Lu Xiaonan, who was in a coma and sleeping.
The monks of Hongguang Temple were panicked at first, and were caught off guard, and several old monks were injured a little, but after a while, they seemed to have received some instructions, and they were no longer bound one by one, desperately protecting Lu Xiaonan, and it was difficult for everyone to get closer.
Although the monks of Hongguang Temple are all cultivated to the heavens, but because of too few people, they gradually fell into the disadvantage in the siege of hundreds of people, and there were dozens of monks who practiced in seclusion to join the melee during the battle, which increased the combat power of Hongguang Temple, but still could not change the passive situation, if it continued like this, the defeat was inevitable.