Three thousand years ago, this kind of battle across several realm gaps, Shen Yu experienced many times.

A strong confrontation of strength is the fastest way to improve the realm of the Taixuan Dao Lord in the previous life.

In the eyes of others, there is an insurmountable gap between the iQue Realm and the pinnacle realm, and only a handful of people in the entire spiritual wilderness have crossed the iQue and stepped into the fairyland.

But Shen Yu didn't think so.

That kind of realm, the Taixuan Dao Lord has also reached, and even surpassed it in some places.

Not only that, the distance of that sword qi flying from thousands of miles away was too far, and the boundary between the two continents weakened its power.

At this distance, even Xun Ju gathered such a might, and he almost reached his limit.

The powerhouse of the fairyland, after all, has not yet ascended, and is not a real immortal.

Shen Yu squinted slightly, and at the forefront of the sword qi, he also found a familiar aura.

Bookish breath.

The lazy man didn't expect to make a move.

Shen Yu whispered, "Then come!"

There is a breeze rising, and the sleeves are fluttering like fairies.

The next breath.

Majestic sword qi descended from the sky.

Bang!

A furious cyclone rushed in, and there was a tearing sound in the air, which was extremely harsh.

The sword qi collided with the man's figure, and the two produced countless brilliant smoke and dust, dissatisfied with the entire space.

After a few moments, a crack appeared on the skin of the delicate man's arm.

Then two.

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In the end, the man's delicate face shattered into colorful clouds like a mirror.

Yang Liu's heart was as if he was dead, and he said softly, "Senior Brother Shen, are you playing tricks? Tell me, it's just your trick..."

Huike's face was full of disbelief.

Shen Yu is dead.

This Linghuang has the most famous reputation, and the top three geniuses of the Lingyun Gang.

Breaking through the border is as simple as eating and drinking, and the guy who often crosses the border to fight.

Just dying like this?

Hui Ke didn't believe it.

But in the field, there were only colorful clouds fluttering in the sky, and there was no figure of a handsome man.

The whole world, there is not a trace of his breath.

There was a deathly silence in the Lingyin Temple.

...

"Senior Brother Shen! ....」

A poignant voice broke the dead silence in the field.

It's willow.

She looked desperately around, searching for the familiar figure.

Farther away, Li Yan was still laughing wildly.

Xi Yuan opened his mouth, and then laughed insolently.

There are many different expressions on the faces of countless people, regret, sighs, joy, pride, relief...

All kinds of emotions made the atmosphere in the venue extremely weird.

The sword qi that flew from thousands of miles away killed the target, and the sword momentum was still unabated.

The terrifying killing intent permeated the entire stupa, and it seemed that it was still unfinished.

The next moment.

The sword aura locked onto the target.

Xi Yuan's wanton laughter came to an abrupt end.

Because that terrifying sword qi stayed in the air for a moment, then turned in another direction and crashed straight towards itself.

A sword of a fairyland powerhouse.

Xi Yuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted in horror: "No....! No....! Why, you promised me that you're in Shoushan..."

The end of the word.

The sword qi passed through his chest.

Xi Yuan felt a chill in his heart.

Then, he saw the last scene of this life.

A small red thread started at his left waist, spread diagonally upwards, and finally the line of sight descended from the sky.

Eventually, it was pitch black.

Xi Yuan is also dead.

Countless people subconsciously backwards

withdrew, many people didn't even hesitate to turn around and fly, as if they stayed here for half a moment, and that sword qi would slash at themselves.

Only a few elders from the eight holy lands still maintained a shred of composure.

Because they had also seen the change in their sword qi.

It's faded.

This means that the power contained in the sword qi has begun to weaken.

Weakening is not dissipating.

It's also suspended in the air and it's quiet. 、

According to common sense, the strong man who released the sword qi would not make a move after the target died.

But no one dared to gamble.

Because Xi Yuan is dead, if Shen Yu is said to be the target of that person, Xi Yuan should belong to an ally.

But the sword qi killed Xi Yuan.

No one could have predicted.

Next time, will the sword qi slash at himself?

...

Willow went crazy.

Step by step, she circled the pagoda, collecting the debris that had fallen from the sky.

Suddenly.

Yang Liu stopped, and a smile appeared on her poignant face.

That happy smile that comes back from the dead, and comes back from the lost.

In front of the woman, a delicate figure stood in front of the crescent moon door, just like the moment when the man pushed open the door when Cuizhu Peak was dying.

"Senior Brother Shen...!"

Countless questions were not asked in the end, only turned into a sentence Senior Brother Shen.

The previous feeling of losing support and losing one's heart has long since vanished.

Shen Yu stepped forward, patted the woman on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

I'm fine.

The man's voice was soft, but sure.

Everyone in the room, including Monk Hui Ke, also looked sluggish, no one they saw with their own eyes, and the person who was scattered by a sword actually lived.

Because the aura on this man's body is not weak.

Not even the slightest injury. Ь.

Then the power of black karma can still be faintly seen in him.

Hui Ke couldn't help but step forward and asked in shock, "Shen.... Senior Brother Shen, how did you do that?"

Yang Liu also raised his head, his face full of puzzlement.

Shen Yu looked up at the sky, and the sword qi that had faded a lot began to tremble again the moment he appeared.

The transparent sword qi stirred the aura of heaven and earth, forming a funnel-like vortex from bottom to top.

Shen Yu said to Yang Liu, "Go down first, this fight is not over yet."

The next breath.

The light between heaven and earth was everywhere, and wisps of sword intent flew out from that whirlpool, and then enveloped the entire space.

Countless sword intents began to rush forward.

Rumble!

In front of Shen Yu, a transparent and extremely thin handsome man stepped forward with a sword, and then collided directly with the white sword intent of the Ten Thousand Daos.

It's like a sword curtain.

The transparent man's eyebrows flickered, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Yu Shen Yu.

The sword intent collided with the man, and Shen Yu's figure began to fly backwards, dispersing the clouds of smoke and dust in the air, and shattering the glazed steps in front of the pagoda.

Where Shen Yu landed, all the buildings on the ground under his feet were shattered, and a gap several feet deep appeared in front of the extremely meaningful pagoda of Lingyin Temple.

The sword intent is even more turbulent, filling the heavens and the earth, and it will never die.

Shen Yu's figure did not have the slightest intention of staying, and was knocked out of the pagoda by a sword, and disappeared into the depths of the spiritual mountain in an instant.

...

The sky above the sea of clouds suddenly broke through it, and a white line cut through the clouds, and then rumbled like thunder.

Then the shadow fell.

In the unknown depths of Lingshan, a small stone pool exploded with an extremely high splash.

Shen Yu came ashore from the pool wet.

Then, with a calm expression, he walked towards a simple hut in the distance.

"Amitabha, the donor uses the sword of the fairy realm to break through the Great Array of Lingshan, what he asks for should be very big!"

A Buddha horn sounded, and then the door opened, and the monk who thought he was old walked out.

Shen Yu watched quietly.

Seeing this, the old monk smiled and said, "First use the Dongwang Island talisman to start with the strongest and most powerful sword qi at the moment, and then use the skillful sword of Sword Immortal City to break the formation, looking at the aura on your body There are traces of the Dao Sect, when did such a genius appear in the Spirit Wilderness."

Without waiting for Shen Yu to speak, the old monk asked again, "Senior Disciple Kuzen would rather cut off his own heart than open a spiritual mountain array for you, I'm afraid that what you are asking for is too big to even reach his life, I want to ask..."

"What do you ask?"

This eminent monk, who lived in seclusion in the depths of the Lingshan Great Array and was of a higher rank than the bitter monk, restrained his smile at the moment, and his face was full of solemnity.

It's like a pilgrimage.

"Buddha, are you still alive?" Shen Yu thought about it and asked seriously.

The old monk raised his head and looked at Shen Yu, his eyes were like a sea of turbulent waves, puzzled, impossible, shocked, killing intent and other emotions.

However, all this turned into peace in the end.

The old monk whispered, "It seems that you are the person who the Buddha said about heaven."

The voice was a little relieved, but also a little disapprove.

Shen Yu looked at the brilliant golden light in the deepest part of the Spirit Mountain, and muttered, "Could it be that he really didn't ascend as the world said, but stayed in the Spirit Wilderness and let himself fall into a deep sleep in an unimaginable way?"

Listening to Shen Yu's words, the old monk was silent for a long time, then sighed lightly and said calmly, "The ancestor has a saying, if the person who is destined to come here that day comes, then it means that someone has found a way to leave."

The old monk's eyes suddenly burst into a light and asked, "Have you found it?"

If other people heard the old monk's unfounded question, they would definitely fall into confusion.

Ascension, departure, the condemned one.

Every word is the key to the secrets of this world, which only the Taixuan Dao Lord three thousand years ago has heard and seen.

for the last one who was called the Appointed One.

It's Taixuan.

It stands to reason that since the Taixuan Dao Lord has fallen, even if Shen Yu has all his memories.

But strictly speaking, it cannot be regarded as a person who is destined for heaven.

But Shen Yu did not deny it.

Because I was able to come here and see the old monk in the Buddha's fantasy, it meant that which sleeping person chose him.

Among them, did the Taixuan Dao Master who died three thousand years ago leave a mark on himself?

In the illusory space, there are countless to irregular lines up and down.

Shen Yu didn't speak.

But the old monk's problem is endless.

"Strange thing, you have a familiar smell on your body, I don't remember you ever being here, but why wouldn't the Celestial Dragon stop you?"

He glanced at the handsome man in front of him, frowned, and couldn't tell the doubt.

"Back then, that guy didn't borrow someone else's sword like you to come here, but carried a sword into the mountain, even Tianlong was cut off by his sword horns, tsk, that sword intent, no one in the entire spiritual desolation can look at it, those stupid people in Sword Immortal City are not even worthy of lifting shoes for him, but why have you become so weak now? Covered with the breath of mortal dust and shackled, he is not chic at all, what kind of person is heavenly?"