Chapter 461: Prelude to the Great War

This piece of heaven and earth, due to Mu Qingyun's opening of his eyes, was distorted, and two whirlpools appeared around him, and the appearance of this whirlpool had a majestic meaning of reincarnation. [Full text reading.]

At that moment, in fear, everyone retreated even more, and they could see that the earth-shattering magic had a hint of reincarnation, which could not be contaminated.

All monks, almost after reaching the spiritual realm, can realize their own supernatural powers, but for almost all of them, the supernatural powers created are not very powerful, on the one hand, because of perception, and on the other hand, they need qualifications and chances.

Therefore, after they created their own magical powers, even if they were unwilling, they still chose to throw them away, so they chose to inherit, most of these inheritance supernatural powers are realized by the strong due to chance, and the power is monstrous, and many of them are the marks of a family.

But at this moment, Mu Qingyun unfolded, and that kind of momentum made them feel a kind of powerlessness.

Among these two whirlpools, within the first whirlpool, a phantom came out, and this phantom was exactly Mu Qingyun's appearance, looking at Mu Hao at the moment, his momentum was like a rainbow.

In the second whirlpool, only a shadow appeared, which could not be seen clearly, and it seemed that it could not feel the breath, which was extremely weird.

"A sword will never die, cut the fate of the past, and become the sword of the present..."

Mu Qingyun pinched the trick violently, and the figure that walked out of the first whirlpool blurred in an instant, and in this blur, it continued to distort, and then turned into mist, and finally, the mist condensed into a sword.

On this sword, there is the breath of reincarnation, and there is also the fate of death, which is cut away at this moment, forming this fluctuation.

"A sword destroys this life, dissolves the past of this life, and becomes the sword of this dynasty..."

When Mu Qingyun pinched the trick, his body withered in an instant, as if his vitality was sucked away, and at this moment, he was much older, this sword destroyed this life, condensing the past of this life into a sword.

An extremely condensed sword appeared in front of Mu Qingyun, the appearance of these two swords seemed to cause chaos in heaven and earth, and the disciples of the four sects were all shocked, they didn't know how the older generation of monks were, but even if they came, they were not even able to defeat Mu Qingyun.

But even so, Mu Qingyun still didn't stop, and then, with all his last strength, pinched the trick again.

"A sword cuts the next life, seals the path of cultivation in the next life, and becomes the sword of the present dynasty..."

The shadow in the third vortex began to ethereal, and finally, as if invisible, and then turned into the outline of a sword.

Then, Mu Qingyun pointed at Mu Hao suddenly.

That finger, as if condensing the last strength, the extremely condensed sword flashed with light, and then, the sword of mist under the first vortex became a sword gang, wrapping the condensed sword, and then, the sword under the second whirlpool, that outline, turned into an afterimage and flew in, this is the sword shadow, falling behind the condensed sword.

In this way, an earth-shattering sword was formed.

That is, this sword, practiced for a lifetime, just for himself.

Desperation, destruction of this life, and slashing of the next life, this is the way of reincarnation, this is the condensation of the three worlds, this is Mu Qingyun's self-realization of supernatural powers, and it is exerted at this moment, which is earth-shattering.

A fluctuation that made Mu Hao's scalp tingle, appeared from that sword, this magical power, can no longer be described in words, the disciples behind Mu Hao, one by one, retreated quickly, even the pride of the sky, in fear, constantly retreated.

This time the covenant of Jiazi seems to have lost some meaning, because this battle is too shocking, one is Mu Qingyun and the other is Mu Hao, and the duel between the two surpasses the fighting methods of fellow monks.

But for Mu Hao, this is a challenge, a cultivation of a secluded country, for the challenge of the sequence, this kind of challenge, as a sequence, he must accept it.

"I could have avoided this battle, but you, the cultivator of the hidden country, I must accept it..."

Mu Hao looked at Mu Qingyun and said, as a sequence, he is naturally not afraid of any challenge from the cultivation of the hidden country, even if he is defeated, he must not retreat, this is the pride of the sequence.

At the center of Mu Hao's eyebrows, as the crisis came, the sequence mark flickered wildly, Mu Hao raised his head and opened his mouth sharply.

Under this inhalation, this heaven and earth, the evil qi behind him, surged madly, and in the spear, endless evil qi poured out, and then, in the Bodhi staff, only a little purifying power was retained, wrapping the mind, so that he was not controlled by the evil qi.

His cultivation has improved a little again, and his red hair hangs down like a blood-colored waterfall, and his lips are also strangely blood-red at this moment.

"Burning blood..."

Mu Hao pinched the trick, the blood Y in his body, at that moment, stopped flowing, and then, extremely fast countercurrent, with this countercurrent, Mu Hao's cultivation climbed again, directly breaking through the early stage of Tianxian and reaching the middle stage of the challenge.

There was even more weirdness, appearing from his body, Mu Hao glanced around, and when that glance swept over, all the disciples who were looking at him trembled, and their cultivation seemed to be a little uncontrollable.

That kind of evil qi is unimaginable, and you can imagine what a river of blood is behind that evil qi.

"I also use my own three forms, today, I will fight with you..."

In Mu Hao's hand, a golden pen appeared, this is the Fengtian pen, and when he inadvertently raised his hand, the place where the tip of the pen crossed formed a crack.

There are more scriptures, constantly lingering from the heavenly pen, and then, Mu Hao raised his hand and slashed out three strokes.

"One stroke, Charm Senluo"

"One stroke, all kinds of ghosts"

"One stroke, eternal burial of Yama"

These three strokes are drawn out, as if they are made in nature, faintly, these three strokes are connected into a circle, this circle is like a reincarnation, unable to distinguish the starting point, and cannot see the end.

The light between heaven and earth suddenly dimmed, and then, a terrible sound came out, and a majestic illusory continent appeared in the endless darkness, which was extremely shocking.

At this moment, an overwhelming number of ghosts floated out of the continent, and more came from the endless darkness, like a world, coming from nothingness.

At this time, a huge funeral monument appeared and landed on the Yama Continent, and a burial intention erupted, as if this burial monument, even the sky, can be buried.

"This spell is somewhat familiar..."

Seeing this, Mu Qingyun didn't seem to be surprised, and then, gritted his teeth and flicked it, and under this flick, the sword in front of him, shining with colorful light, slashed towards Mu Hao.

With this slash, the sky was discolored, with unimaginable power, it fell with a bang, and endless ghosts surged away at that moment, but as soon as they touched it, they turned into nothingness, but there were too many ghosts, so many that they were boundless.

This spell is based on Mu Hao's cultivation in the middle of Tianxian, and it has reached its peak, but the more casual it is, the more Mu Hao feels that this spell is incomplete, and with the increase of cultivation, this feeling is clearer.

The sword gang on the condensed sword, under the obstruction of the endless ghost, the light dimmed, and finally, this sword of the past life, in this obstacle, collapsed, revealing the condensed sword of this life.

But the endless ghost also disappeared, and the sword slashed on the Yama Continent, and a huge crack appeared, and the Yama Continent, in an instant, an unimaginable ravine appeared, but after all, this spell was cast in the middle of the Tianxian Dynasty, and it was suppressed in a sequence, and the collapse of the Yama Continent made the condensed sword also collapse.

Ruined the past life, collapsed this life, the sword shadow of the next life, at this moment, was faster, galloping towards Mu Hao, and Mu Hao also shook it violently, and the funeral monument was thrown away.

With the intention of burying the sky, with indomitable, with the most terrifying power in this spell, he blasted towards Mu Qingyun. And that sword shadow, in the weirdness, disappeared out of thin air, and when it appeared, it landed in front of Mu Hao and slashed down.

Mu Hao's left arm was directly cut off by that sword, an unimaginable pain, in an instant, hit the whole body, even if he has an immortal body, he can grow his left arm, but Mu Hao's momentum fell suddenly, and even under that sword, there was a sense of reincarnation, which permeated the body, making Mu Hao, around the body, distorted.

The immortal body is running at full strength, but even so, the recovery is extremely slow, at most it stops the bleeding, and the purification power flows, but it will take a lot of time to understand the meaning of reincarnation in the body.

At the same time, Mu Hao's funeral monument also fell on Mu Qingyun at that moment, he did not have an immortal body, he did not have a nine-color Dao platform, and some, just a trace of relief.

A burial intention erupted, but he couldn't bury Mu Qingyun, he was seriously injured, but he didn't fall, he looked at Mu Hao at this moment, his eyes were complicated.

In this battle, it is impossible to say who wins and who loses, the duel between the two is beyond their imagination, and the fluctuations in this space are chaotic.

Yin Ting turned into a streamer and appeared beside Mu Hao, with worry and tenderness in her eyes.

"You're scared me to death..."

Yin Ting said, tears rolling in her eyes, looking at Mu Hao, she was distressed, but she also knew that this battle was inevitable, and she couldn't stop it.

But at this moment, the disciples of the four sects, one by one, were stunned, looking at the fairy in their minds, the figure that could not be blasphemed, showing tenderness beside Mu Hao, and the hearts of most male cultivators were extremely cold at this moment.

This scene seems to be even more shocking than the fighting method just now, especially Luo Xuan of Tianyang Sect, his face is dark at this moment, and a wave of anger rises up in the sky.

Even if it has always been his wishful thinking, even if Yin Ting has never seen it with his eyes, all this is not important, he just thinks that if he likes it, that is enough.

He had to admit that Mu Hao was very strong, even if he was strong, he didn't have the slightest certainty to deal with it, but this moment was different, Mu Hao was seriously injured, and he would definitely not be able to fight, perhaps, it was a problem to escape for his life.

"Tianyin Sect walked alone at night, used despicable means, and severely injured my Tianyang Sect Tianjiaozi, this revenge will be avenged..."

Seeing this at this moment, Luo Xuan turned into an afterimage, behind him, there were also monks rising up, and everyone could see that Mu Hao must be removed from the Tianyang Sect, otherwise, once he grows up, he will be a great enemy, and in the hearts of everyone, it has become an insurmountable peak, which is also unfavorable for the disciples of the Tianyang Sect to cultivate.