Is this the horror of the Adidi?

Lazily stretched, Yang Xiu walked out of the retreat room, in the previous life, he fell into the demon path halfway, and he had also seen the demeanor of the Great Sage Realm.

But it's not a normal breakthrough.

It is a typical example of the unstable foundation of the torrent, and he did pay the price for it afterwards.

In the duel with Shi Fan, the son of fate, he was caught by him, and life and death were gone.

Therefore, he doesn't know much about his current specialness.

But the only thing that is certain is that although the realm cannot be broken.

But he is not afraid of the old great sage in the cultivation world at all.

In the world, there are only two people who can be his opponents.

One is his master, the Primordial Saint King.

The other is the first sword immortal of the primordial among his protectors.

Half-step sage Wang Li Chunyang.

This is the reason why he knew that Shi Fan had killed him in his previous life, but he did nothing after he was reborn and returned.

He, Yang Xiu, was born an emperor, a young emperor who was rarely seen in the wasteland for millions of years.

Even in the previous life, he was only defeated in his own Dao heart.

The so-called child of destiny is completely unworthy of being his opponent.

Now, his Dao heart has been cleared, and if he gives Shi Fan another 10,000 years, he may not be able to catch up with his cultivation speed.

To ignore is the ultimate contempt.

Compared with the previous life, Yang Xiu is much stronger now.

Even if Shi Fan gets more opportunities, he will be like an ant in front of him, and the further he goes, his realm will only improve faster, until he can't see his back at all.

"Look at the !! of the sword"

rumble

The calm void suddenly sounded with a violent explosion.

It seemed to be an ordinary sword, but it seemed to tear through the space, and where the sword passed, even the void was cut to reveal the dark abyss.

"Spatial Transfer."

Yang Xiu seemed to have expected it, and there was no panic on his face.

It was like some kind of command.

At some point, some kind of rule hidden in time and space fluctuated, and the void beneath his feet began to ripple.

The figure disappeared in place in an instant.

This is the application of the rules that the Holy Realm monks have mastered.

Words follow the law, and the laws of heaven and earth are triggered.

The primordial body, which is closest to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the completely unreasonable cultivation talent is once again revealed.

Since entering the Holy Realm, his cultivation speed has almost skyrocketed.

He has more and more laws of heaven and earth.

"Look at the sword !! again"

The blow missed, but the man of Edgeworth was not discouraged, but slashed out again.

This sword is even more powerful than before.

It was as if a desolate beast had shattered time and space, emerged from antiquity, roared the mountains and rivers, and shook the sun and the moon.

It makes people shudder from the soul.

"The Sword Comes !!"

Yang Xiu's robe was blown by the power of this sword, and his long hair was also blown away.

However, there was indeed no fear in his eyes.

There is even a faint sense of war.

With a loud shout, the heavens and the earth changed color.

At the foot of the mountain, accompanied by the exclamation of the disciples of the Holy Land, a flying sword responded to the sheath, like a meteor crossing the sky.

In the next moment, these countless flying swords shrouded the front, mixed with the general trend of annihilating heaven and earth, and blasted towards the man with the sword.

Thundered.

The earth was instantly reduced to ruin, and dust flew up.

Only then could he see that the sword body that had cut out the two world-shattering swords just now was just a branch that was randomly broken off from the treetops.

"It seems that the Holy Son has indeed made a great breakthrough in this retreat, and he has been able to apply the law to such a perfect degree."

Silently, the figure of the white-haired and white-bearded old man in white suddenly appeared behind Yang Xiu, his eyes full of relief.

"Old Li, what are you doing here?"

Yang Xiu also smiled and narrowed his eyes, in the entire wasteland, the only one who dared to do something to him in the Taichu Holy Land was the old man in front of him, except for his own master.

The first sword immortal in the primordial period.

The only half-step saint king in the world, Li Chunyang.

The strength of the other party is not under his master, the primordial saint king, and the relationship between the two is not that of superiors and subordinates, but of old friends.

"What does the Holy Son think of my sword just now?" Li Chunyang just smiled innocently and didn't answer.

If you want to talk about swords, the great sect of the world is headed by the Taichu Holy Land, and in the Holy Land, this Taichu Sword Immortal's attainments in the sword path are even deeper, which is an understandable fact.

Even Yang Xiu's sword path has always been taught by the current old man.

If someone in the world says that Li Chunyang's sword is not good, it is estimated that before others can refute it, he has already been killed by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth with five thunderbolts.

Don't......

Hearing the other party's knowingly questioning tone, Yang Xiu's eyes lit up.

The other party, is he finally going to teach himself the mastery of pressing the bottom of the box?

"Did you see it clearly?"

Li Chunyang, who was standing in front, still looked like a simple and kind old man.

"I hope the teacher will teach me."

Yang Xiu was suddenly relieved, clasped his hands into fists, and gave a serious salute.

Beyond the wasteland, there is a broader world, and above the sage king, there are also stronger and stronger people.

There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven.

Wasteland, also known as Wasteland.

Whether it is a saint king or a mortal.

It's just one of the prisons.

The immortals sit high in the clouds, ignoring the beings in the lower realms.

Although Yang Xiu didn't know the reason for this, he judged it by the fact that Shi Fan, the son of destiny before rebirth, had encountered sniping from a strong person in the upper domain when he flew to the upper domain.

The monks of the outer lands are full of malice towards the monks who come out of the wasteland.

Even he suspected that the curse that no one in the Wasteland had been able to successfully break through to the Saint King realm for millions of years was related to the monks of the Upper Domain.

And he bears the sustenance of the elders to lead the wasteland monks to break the cage and go to a wider world.

The enemy is strong.

This is the only thing Yang Xiu knows at the moment.

The Primal Holy Land suppressed the two realms of righteousness and demons in the wasteland for millions of years, and it was a veritable number one major religion.

Among them, there are even a group of the top powerhouses in the world's cultivation world.

But even so, the masters were not sure to protect themselves in the Holy Land, but chose to confuse the sight of the powerhouses in the upper region in the way of real sons and fake sons.

And it is very likely that those guys are monitoring everything in the wasteland all the time, especially their own group of elders and the first sword immortal in front of them.

The gaze gathered on them is definitely the most.

So, they don't dare to tell themselves the truth.

Everything can only be gambled.

Bet on him, Yang Xiu's Dao heart is firm enough.

Until they grow up completely, they are no longer afraid of any threat.

Can last life.

Yang Xiu didn't know all this, and after leaving the Primal Holy Land, he gave up on himself, thinking that everyone had betrayed him.

Since then, he has become an enmity with his teacher.

Looking back on the past now, Yang Xiu is full of emotion.

Once again, he will no longer be as stupid as in his previous life, and at the same time, he can't help but have a little bad taste in his heart.

Although these seniors had hardships in their previous lives, it is impossible to say that he has no grievances at all.

Everyone is playing him, and the whole division is stupid and sweet?

Then it depends on who plays more alike.

Yang Xiu's face returned to calm, but he had already made a decision in his heart.

The play still has to be acted, after all, he still doesn't know the details of those Upper Domain powerhouses, so he finally has to repeat the trajectory of leaving the Taichu Holy Land and falling into the Demon Dao.

Use Shi Fan on top as a shield to attract firepower.

Backed by 10,000 years of demonic experience, this wave is a proper true character to play.

"Here comes the sword!"

Yang Xiu summoned the sword again, and countless flying swords floated in the air again, before leaving the Primal Holy Land, he had to master all the peerless knowledge of the Primal Holy Land.

Afterwards...... One more play, a shocking drama!!

"Hahaha, it's good to come."

The corners of the mouth of the Taichu Sword Immortal Li Chunyang hooked slightly, and another branch fell into his hand.

……

The movement of an old man and a young man practicing swords, even the Taichumen people at the foot of the mountain were shaken, and they looked at the two sword immortal figures on the Qixian Peak in a daze, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

After a long time.

Suddenly, a true disciple looked at the empty scabbard on his waist with a puzzled face.

"Hey, where is my flying sword, why did my flying sword run away from home?"

"My flying sword is gone?"

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