Chapter 185: I Break Ten Thousand Laws with One Sword
The dark golden sword qi flew out from the ancient blade, like an angry dragon roaring, the death sword was sacrificed, and life and death were decided. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Sanyu Zhenren's face fused, and at this moment, an unprecedented sense of crisis covered his whole body.
Ever since he stepped on the soul path, he has never had such a sense of crisis, this is a sense of crisis that is a matter of life and death!
What is it that can give him this feeling?
"The sword?
Sanyu Zhenren's heart twitched, and with a roar of rage, a huge lotus flower bloomed at his feet.
It was a talisman passed on to him by Sanyu Zhenren's master, and he had never used it for more than a hundred years, and he never thought of using it.
But today, in the face of a small Qi Soul Realm person, he used it.
In the dark, the scattered rain real person seemed to see a wild dragon dancing the heavens and the earth rushing towards him, and at that moment, his soul was trembling.
The stronger the opponent, the more terrifying the power it exerts, this sword surpasses all the previous ones! Bai Ye has swung the Death Dragon Sword more than once, but this sword is unprecedentedly terrifying.
The lotus flower completely bloomed, and then shrunk again, the beautiful petals completely wrapped the scattered rain real person, the sword qi blasted, completely shattered the dazzling petals, and the scattered rain real person inside was directly penetrated by the sword qi through the body, the shoulder to the abdomen was completely cut, the person fell from mid-air, fell to the ground and trembled, I don't know whether it is dead or alive.
Everyone below, including Cold Frost, was stunned.
A pair of eyes were wide open, and fear and despair filled the eyes.
Scattered rain real people... The second-in-command of the Tianhong Sect, the existence of the head of the Seven True Beings... It was cut off by a sword...
"Teacher!"
"Real people!!"
The disciples of the Tianhong Sect rushed over.
Bai Ye quickly retracted his sword and dragged his tired body backwards.
His steps were extremely heavy, and the sword seemed to hollow out his body, and he couldn't run much faster.
Although the people of the Tianhong Sect were shocked by this sword and did not dare to step forward, Bai Ye expected that the people in the Goddess Palace were only afraid of perceiving this sword.
What's more...
The few Goddess Palace masters who were sent by Long Yue to monitor him in the shadows had already witnessed all this.
"What is this?"
After running for an unknown amount of time, the pale white night stopped panting.
It's a bit of a walk from the Shrine of the Goddesses.
You must find a safe place to recover, and then contact the hidden dragon, now there must be a number of soul cultivation masters at the gate of the Goddess Palace, and you can't get close.
Thundered...
Suddenly.
The entire mountain of goddesses shook suddenly.
Bai Ye hurriedly stabilized his body, but the frequency of shaking became more and more frequent, and the ground cracked, as if the sky was cracking, and he was careless, and directly slashed down the hillside.
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"What's going on?"
Long Yue led a group of Goddess Palace masters to rush out of the palace, and many people at the birthday banquet also flew out, and they vaguely seemed to hear the roar of the angry dragon.
"It's Dragon Spirit Venerable!"
"Venerable, save the teacher!"
"Save the real people!"
The disciples of the Tianhong Sect rushed over one by one, knelt down in front of Long Yue, and begged.
Long Yue stared at these people, many of them were depressed, and their eyes were still full of fear that could not be dissipated, especially the cold frost, she sat on the ground all over, her lips were white, and she muttered to herself, as if she was crazy.
And not far from the cold frost, there was a person who was completely cut off, his bones were clearly visible, and blood flowed all over the ground.
"That's... Is that a real person in the rain?"
"What's going on? Unexpectedly... Who did it?
"Quick, come on!"
The guests of the birthday banquet poured over one after another, and these people were all representatives of various sects, and they had some friendship with Sanyu Zhenren.
The people of the Goddess Palace treated the wound for Sanyu Zhenren for the first time, urging the soul qi to stop the bleeding and stabilize the injury, but with such a serious injury, he can not die, he is already lucky, and this body cultivation is afraid that he will be extremely seriously damaged.
"What the hell is going on, and who did this?" asked Long Yueshen.
"It's... It's a soul realm... A guy from the Soul Realm did it. ”
A disciple of the Tianhong Sect shouted in a trembling voice, "Real person... The real person was slashed by a guy from the seventh order of the Qi Soul Realm!"
"It can't be!"
Someone immediately jumped out to refute him, it was the elder of the Immortal Sect, Chang Hou, he glared at the disciple, his white beard trembled: "I have intersected with Sanyu Zhenren for dozens of years, I know his strength, he is a master of the Martial Soul Realm, no one in the Soul Realm can match him, just a Qi Soul Realm, in the group of sects, they are all ants-like existences, how can you hurt Sanyu Zhenren? You are lying!"
Not only Changhou, but many people present also think so.
Qi Soul Realm Hurts Martial Soul Realm? This is simply a big joke in the world!
"Could it be that some master has hidden his own strength, making these disciples mistakenly think that he is a Qi Soul Realm person, but in fact he is an immortal master?" Zhang Shanshui, the patriarch of the Flying Phoenix Pavilion, said.
"Possibly!"
"It must be so. ”
"That's the only way to explain it!"
People agreed.
But those disciples lowered their heads and shook their heads repeatedly.
"No... No... The man's breath... It's indeed a Qi Soul Realm person, he doesn't pretend..."
"It seems that these disciples are very frightened, Venerable Dragon, can you prepare some pills for these disciples of the Tianhong Sect to heal their wounds, they are all seedlings of the Qun Sect Domain, and they can't just give up like this." Zhang Shanshui hugged his fists.
"Let's not say that they have such a thing happened in front of the Goddess Palace, just say that they are guests invited by my Goddess Palace, we will not sit idly by, rest assured, I will arrange it." Long Yue said lightly.
But at this moment, several people squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards these Tianhong Sect disciples.
The person at the head is Xiahou Yingcai, the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.
I saw him step forward in three steps, standing in front of those disciples, with a serious face, and said in a low voice: "You said that Sanyu Zhenren was injured by a person of the seventh order of the Qi Soul Realm? That person is about twenty years old with a long sword at his waist, and he is dressed in a gray-brown robe?"
"Yes," the disciple nodded.
When Xiahou Yingcai heard this, his face changed from red to white, and he was fickle.
"Elder Xiahou, what's wrong?" Zhang Shanshui asked.
"I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the raw sword would be cut off by such a terrifying opponent, if even the real person of Sanyu was defeated by his hands, then I Wanjianmen would take revenge, I am afraid it would be extremely difficult. Xiahou Yingcai shook his head and sighed again and again.
People are becoming more and more suspicious.
Now it is clear to everyone that there is an incredible existence in the Qunzong Domain.
A seventh-order youth of the Qi Soul Realm with terrifying strength!
Long Yue was thoughtful, but she didn't open her mouth.
"Go do the investigation now!
Xiucai, the representative of the Vientiane Gate in the crowd, whispered to the people beside him.
"Yes. ”
At this moment, the earth suddenly shook, and the entire Goddess Peak was like a lonely boat in a storm, shaking endlessly.
Long Yue looked around, inexplicably.
"What's going on?"
"Who's doing the magic?"
"I didn't feel any soul power fluctuations, it doesn't seem to be man-made, could it be an earthquake?"
The souls were bewildered.
But the tremor lasted less than ten breaths before it stopped, and there was nothing unusual around, and people naturally attributed it to the earthquake.
"Strengthen the security of the mountain gate, search for the earthquake point, I will go to see the young palace master, and arrange accommodation for these guests of the Tianhong Sect, heal their wounds, send someone to the Tianhong Sect, and inform the sect master of the Tianhong Sect of the situation of the real person of Sanyu! As for the birthday banquet, it must not be interrupted, it will be carried out as scheduled, remember, there can be no more mistakes, otherwise the palace master will be guilty!"
Long Yue whispered at the maids beside her, her voice was cold and serious, and the maids nodded one after another, not daring to slack off.
In the crowd, Gongyue, Yu Feng and Mu Qingqing stood together, Gongyue's face was ugly, and Qianlong was thoughtful.
"Where is the Lord?" Gongyue turned his head and asked Qianlong in a low voice.
"You go back, just do your own thing, and don't worry about the rest. ”
Qianlong said lightly and left alone.
Gongyue's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he left with the crowd.
Soon, the mountain gate of the Goddess Palace returned to quiet.
And the birthday banquet is also going on lively.
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And at this moment, in a mountain stream, Bai Ye lay weakly in front of a big rock, looking at a small mountain peak not far away with tired eyes.
The violent shaking threw him down the hillside, and after landing on the boulder, he also understood why the tremor was occurring.
It turned out that at the foot of the mountain peak, there was a brass gate, and the cause of the shaking was caused by the opening of the gate.
The door seemed to have been hidden here, but somehow opened on its own.
Bai Ye was puzzled, rested on the spot for half a pillar of incense, and under the urging of the Hidden Dragon Ring and the Linghua Heavenly Soul, the person recovered his strength and walked towards the gate.
But as he approached the door, a familiar smell wafted into his nose.
"It's the smell of the sword of death. ”
Bai Ye was stunned, and when he turned his gaze, he suddenly saw a deep sword mark on the door.
This sword mark...
White Night suddenly realized.
It turned out that when he directly attacked the Sanyu Zhenren, the sword qi did not stop after slashing the Sanyu Zhenren, and directly bombarded this gate.
What a coincidence, it can't be more coincidental.
Is this a crooked hit?
The sword qi of the death sword shattered the barrier of the gate, causing the gate to open on its own, which caused the earthquake to tremble.
"This can be regarded as a kind of chance, but I don't know what is inside this gate, is it related to the Goddess Palace?"
Bai Ye thought about it, and walked carefully inside.
After a few steps, a stone tablet appeared in sight, with some vague words carved on it.
"What about the ghosts and ghosts? I will break ten thousand laws with one sword!"
"It's so imposing! Which kendo master left this?"
Bai Ye praised, staring at these words, his heart surging inexplicably.
These characters are all carved with swords, and every stroke and stroke is vigorous and powerful! The material of the stele is not an ordinary stone, and it is impossible for ordinary people to leave traces on it.
Bai Ye looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something contained in this font.
"Who built this place?"
Bai Ye thought about it, and his interest was even greater, and he continued to walk inside.
After walking for a while, he came to the end, and at the end sat an altar, and around the altar was covered with rusty swords, twelve in all, large or small, each different, and in the center of the altar sat a dry bone, as if it had been dead for a long time.
Could it be that this dry bone is the owner of the altar?
Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes tightened, and he took a few steps forward, staring at the dry bones.
But I saw a jade plaque standing in front of the dry bones, and on the jade plaque, there were a large number of villains on the canvas, each of which was covered with red and blue lines, and sat with different movements.
The red line represents the tendons, and the blue line seems to be the soul vein, which is... A set of swordsmanship?