Ancient Sword Emperor!

Shencang Sword Mountain divides the borderless sword cultivators into eight levels, from bottom to top, they are the sword master, the sword master, the sword spirit, the sword sect, the sword honor, the sword saint, the sword emperor, and the sword immortal.

In the 100,000 years of the new yuan world on the Kyushu continent, there were sword cultivators without spiritual energy from all over the world, and there were tens of thousands of people. Thirty thousand years ago, Meng Haobai, a sword cultivator in the world, broke through the shackles of the peak of the Sword Saint, and tore the sky with the second sword emperor cultivation as a sword, and the door of the heavenly curtain was opened, opening the passage between the human world and the divine realm.

Tens of thousands of cultivators ignored their own realms and forcibly ascended, and in the end, countless people died and their souls were destroyed. For a time, the world was full of yellow paper, and people, spirit animals, demons, ghosts, etc. all suffered disasters.

Meng Haobai went to the Divine Domain with one person and one sword to ask the gods for explanations, but because he had no spiritual energy cultivation, he could not cross the sea of gods.

The sea area of the gods is vast, and the fairy mountain is right in front of you. Meng Haobai has entered the Divine Domain, and there is no way to return without success. The cultivator of the Second Sword Emperor, who stood for thirty years, slashed through the sea of gods with one sword, separated the river and the sea, and gave birth to a path on his own. Then he walked alone into the city of gods and asked the consciousness of the gods for the words of the world.

The consciousness of the gods and the consciousness of the gods looked down on a human swordsman who had not cultivated, and they didn't want to pay attention to the practice of forcibly ascending to the Kyushu cultivator and cutting off his own life.

But for Meng Haobai's humiliating behavior of cutting open the sea of gods, the consciousness of the gods represented the realm of the gods, and planted a divine decree to kill the swordsman who had no realm in the world.

But who would have expected that Meng Haobai blocked the decree of the gods with a sword, and then raised his sword to the sky, forcibly slashing the fairy mountain and the sea of gods, causing the seven disasters of the divine domain and countless gods to fall.

The consciousness of the gods gathered the gods of the Valley of the Gods, the Sea of the Gods, and the Land of the Three Saints on behalf of the City of the Gods, and suppressed Meng Haobai in the Nine Heavenly Prisons of the Valley of the Gods with the formation of the ancient gods.

So far, it has been more than 30,000 years.

Chen Xiaoyu rubbed his eyes, listened to Meng Haobai tell the origin and experience of the name of the Ancient Sword Emperor three times, and finally sat down tiredly with the square pillar, and said curiously: "Senior, did you really go to the Divine Domain to pick the gods of the Divine Domain for the sake of the people of Kyushu Li and the cultivators of the many realms?" ”

Although he listened to Meng Haobai say it three times, he finally deviated from what he heard from the Divine City, after all, the four words of the Ancient Sword Emperor sounded like a thief who had troubled the ages.

However, Chen Xiaoyu didn't dare to refute Meng Haobai with his inner thoughts and what he heard about "Human Sword Cultivation and Chaos in the Divine Domain".

He sat on the ground and said with a smile: "The predecessor really understands the righteousness!" Kyushu Li Min and cultivators are really happy to have you! ”

Behind the square pillar, Meng Haobai's two eyes that shone with sword intent and luster locked in iron chain shackles firmly stared at Chen Xiaoyu, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he had the intention of slashing the gods with a sword.

Seeing that the wind was making the rudder, Chen Xiaoyu hurriedly proved that he was on the side of the Sword Emperor, not only to praise Meng Haobai, but also to accuse the consciousness of the gods.

"That god city lord is really a scumbag, ah no! It's scum! As a god, he doesn't care about the lives of the people in the world, if I see him, I have to beat him! ”

Meng Haobai listened comfortably, it had been 30,000 years, and this was the first time that someone had come to visit him, and he belonged to the same camp as him.

The sloppy old man of the Sword Emperor smiled with satisfaction, and then remembered that he hadn't carefully looked at the realm of the little doll outside the Heavenly Prison, so he opened his eyes and peeked into Chen Xiaoyu's sea of qi.

The sea of qi, which had no aura at all, was as empty as a glass bottle, and the glass bottle that had been sucked by the sponge was so clean that there was not a drop of water.

Meng Haobai's face changed suddenly, and a low and hoarse voice came out again, "You don't have the realm of spiritual energy, you can actually fly to the Divine Domain, are you also a sword cultivator in the world?" ”

Chen Xiaoyu nodded, hurriedly shook his head again, and explained: "It's true that the kid can't cultivate, but he is not a sword cultivator of Shencang Sword Mountain, hmm...... To be precise, the kid is a disciple of the Spirit Sword Peak in Qinghe Prefecture. ”

Disciple of Spirit Sword Peak, this is Chen Xiaoyu's identity when he traveled to the fantasy world, so there is no problem in saying this.

"Disciple of Spirit Sword Peak?" Meng Haobai's eyes changed a little more when he looked at Chen Xiaoyu, snorted lightly, and sneered: "If the old man is not mistaken, Spirit Sword Peak? Listening to the name, it is a cultivation sect, although it also uses a sword, but it is always an aura cultivator, how can you accept such a mortal with no aura? Could it be that the world has changed greatly in the past 30,000 years, and now they no longer cultivate aura, but unify the cultivation of swordsmanship? ”

The imagination of the old-timers is amazing! Chen Xiaoyu complained silently in his heart, with a smile on his face, "No, no, Lingjian Peak is the home where the kid grew up from childhood to adulthood, and it can be said that it is not a sect that learns from a teacher." ”

Combined with the setting of the fantasy world itself, Chen Xiaoyu reported the Chen Xiaoyu family history of the original world.

"Oh!" Meng Haobai snorted lightly, and seemed to understand, but he was still interested in the young man across the square pillar.

After all, not having aura means that he is an excellent talent for practicing swordsmanship, how can a sword cultivator at the level of a sword emperor let a genius float in front of his eyes.

Meng Haobai took a step forward, "Hey, I said little doll, you have the word sword in the name of Lingjian Peak, so what sword moves has your master taught?" ”

Chen Xiaoyu was stunned, how did he know. Does he have Chen Xiaoyu in this world......

But the sword moves, he has learned the most basic.

So, Chen Xiaoyu stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and responded: "If you go back to your predecessors, you have learned the three styles of basic sword moves, but you haven't learned the others." ”

Hearing that he had learned the basic sword moves, Meng Haobai immediately became interested, and the face covered by his hair was also slightly happy, he took another step forward, and pretended to be deep: "Then you can show me what the basic sword moves you learned look like, the standard is not standard." ”

"Huh?" Chen Xiaoyu couldn't help but wonder, "What do seniors do you want to do with basic sword moves?" ”

Meng Haobai's face sank, "The Great Dao of Swordsmen, the basic sword moves contain the true inheritance of Sword Mountain, what do you know, hurry up and practice it to the old man!" ”

A low and hoarse voice reappeared, and Chen Xiaoyu drew his sword behind his back.

"Open and close! Good move! ”

It was just a gesture of slashing his sword, Meng Haobai shouted excitedly, completely losing the calm and calm appearance of the sloppy old man just now.

Chen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, thinking about how he felt that something was wrong.

Meng Haobai tactically cleared his throat, "Go on, hurry up!" The old man is very busy. ”

Chen Xiaoyu nodded again and again in fright, and continued to stab, slash, point, and put away his sword.

Every time the sword move fell, Meng Haobai would move half a step forward, and after a while, his hands were only half an inch away from the square pillar, and it happened that Chen Xiaoyu retracted the sword move at this moment.

Long silence......

Suddenly, Meng Haobai looked up to the sky and roared, "The sky is endless, my sword mountain inheritance!" Little doll, what's your name? ”

"My name is ...... Chen Xiaoyu, senior...... What's wrong? ”

Usually hearing such words, Chen Xiaoyu knew that something was going to happen, he looked at Meng Haobai's face hidden in his long hair, and began to stutter when he spoke.