"Opening the heavens with a sword will inevitably take a lot of cultivation, and I stay under the nose of the Heavenly Dao, most of the time I can't withstand the suppression......"

The old man with a face like pig iron showed a mouthful of white teeth, "But so what? It's just a death! I, Meng Jiu, have lived in this Nanshan like a turtle to this day, and I am not even afraid of such a humiliating and reluctant way of living, what else would I be afraid of death? ”

Qiujin once lost his sword heart dust due to the failure of opening the sky, and stayed in a thatched hut in the countryside of Jiangnan Province for ten years before he made Jian Xin clear again and had the spirit of "getting out".

And now.

This old charcoal seller, who had lived in seclusion for many years, and Kenshin had long been like ashes, only one glance at the only sword of his old enemy made Kenshin revignate.

Sword God, back to the world!

Meng Jiu smiled, looked at the man with yellow hair and was the owner of the Excalibur, and asked, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

Qiu Jin shook his head, but nodded again, and said bluntly: "Back to my predecessors, I am not afraid of fighting and dying, I am only afraid of ...... It's not worth dying a good death. ”

Meng Jiu stood up, walked over, and patted the yellow-haired man's shoulder, "The ancients said that people are inherently dead, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. ”

Under the attention of Qiu Jin and Ling Zhen, the old man walked outside the house, and when he reached the door, he said in a loud voice: "If I die in this thatched house, it will be lighter than a feather; If you die under the heavy pressure of the Heavenly Dao, it will be heavier than Mount Tai! ”

Ling, Qiu, and Ye Yiran, the princess of the Western Regions, hurriedly chased them out.

When the three came to the door of the thatched hut, the tall and thin old man had turned into a dazzling wisp of brilliant sword light and headed straight to the north.

The strongest sword attendant under the command of the Emperor of Heaven, the "Sword God" with the strongest sword intent in the sky and the world, fused his real name Yuan Shen and the saber into one.

Meng Jiu is Wuji.

Wuji is also Meng Jiu.

————

On this day, an old man nicknamed "Kendo God", with the heart of death, came to Fuxiao City, the capital of the Longshu Dynasty, alone.

There were Fulong monks, hundreds.

There are Jianghu warriors, thousands of people.

There is a Yulin forbidden army, tens of thousands of people.

Tens of thousands of strong people poured out of the nest, but they couldn't stop the old man who was as sharp as a sword.

In front of the main hall of the palace, Wang Tianlu, who is as famous as Lierou, is the "First Protector General of Fuxiao".

With the blessing of the spirit of the "Imperial Protector Array", it barely blocked the old man's forward momentum.

A thin black man in a brown and yellow horse coat stood tall in the square.

The old man was speechless.

In an instant, a brilliant giant lightsaber appeared between heaven and earth.

The sword intent is at its peak, and Wang Tianlu, who can be regarded as a powerhouse of the Supreme Realm in the Imperial Protector Great Array.

I couldn't lift my head at all.

At this moment, a loud voice belonging to the old man suddenly resounded in the sky: "Today, I, Meng Jiu, will open the gate of heaven again!" ”

Not only Fuxiao City, not only a Central Plains Longshu Dynasty, but the whole world, men, women and children.

When everyone heard this, everyone was shocked - Meng Jiu wants to open the sky?!

The giant sword fell, and the sky cracked a ravine tens of thousands of miles away, and countless brilliant golden lights sprinkled on the world.

Those are the chances of the Heavenly Dao.

Following Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, Taigong Jiang Shang, and Dugu Thirteen.

There is a sword god Meng Jiu in the world, and he opened the sky for the fourth time!

The old man looked at the western sky from afar, his face full of spring breeze, and he was almost smiling from ear to ear.

He said aloud with infinite pleasure and joy: "Dugu Thirteen, I don't lose to you!" ”

Meng Jiu looked at the south again and muttered, "The boy surnamed Qiu, you invited me to drink a pot of wine, and I will give you a chance." ”

Meng Jiu took a step after transferring the Heavenly Gate Qi he had obtained into Qiu Jin's body.

One-step.

That is, into the realm of "transcendence".

The old man wants to pass through the gate of heaven!

There were tens of thousands of immortal gods standing on the gate of heaven, overlooking the black and thin old man, and the gods scolded fiercely: "How can you do such a rebellious thing?!" ”

"Meng Jiu, you are killing yourself!"

"Daring!"

"Quickly disperse and cultivate, otherwise your life will be over in an instant!"

The corners of the sword god's mouth raised high, his finger was in the sky, and he said in a contemptuous tone: "You incompetent and incompetent immortals, even if you live for thousands of years, how can you defeat me with a sword?" Now, I am invincible in the world, and you can't even compare to one of my toes, a guy whose life is as cheap as an ant, dare to rap here? ”

This is the first time that mortals have compared immortals to ants.

The gods of the heavens, including the Emperor of the Heavenly Court, were all thunderous and angry.

A voice carried an unquestionable tone, and said loudly: "Finally, I will give you a chance, give up, and you can live!" ”

Meng Jiu sneered and scolded: "Emperor of Heaven, since I am already at the Heavenly Gate, do you have any reason to give up here?" ”

The old man said.

The way of heaven is rolling in.

A golden giant palm representing the supreme majesty of the fairy world, condensed by a large number of heavenly machines, poked out from the gate of heaven.

It slapped heavily on Meng Jiu's body like an angry slap.

An infinite sword, carrying the infinite heavenly way.

The entire Fuxiao Imperial City was enveloped in an extremely mysterious golden light.

Inside the hood, all beings are safe and sound.

Except for the old man Meng Jiu, who was so arrogant that he regarded immortals as ants.

The Infinite Sword vanished.

The old man's entire body was shattered by the golden palm, and the original spirit and soul were all wiped out, and the bones were gone!

There is no more "sword god" in the world.

————

Above the sky, thunder erupted.

The number one "god" who was revered as the master of all immortals and possessed supreme divine power, after the golden palm fell, warned in a voice that could be heard by mortals in the world: "Whoever dares to trespass the way of heaven again, and delusionally cross the gate of heaven in such a retrograde, Meng Jiu's death is a lesson for you!" ”

————

The entrance to the thatched hut in Nanshan.

Ye Yiran looked at the brilliant golden light that permeated the cracks in the sky above his head, and his eyes shone brightly, and the "majestic physique" began to transform into a rich qi.

Like a green dragon's natal true qi, it swims happily in the body of the princess of the Western Regions.

Ye Yiran's cultivation faintly showed signs of breaking through to the "Six-Grade Body Furnace Realm"!

After receiving the blessing of the Heavenly Opportunity from the Sword God, Qiu Jin regained the body of the Supreme Heavenly Dragon, his hair became straight, and his color returned to pitch black.

Pranayama, entering the sea, walking the gods, and breaking the four autumn gold tricks are all to the state of perfection, and the foundation is the peak!

Qiu and Ye both looked happy, they raised their eyes to the sky, and their eyes lit up.

And for now.

Only the young man in the green robe was in a very different state from the other two.

At this moment, Ling Zhen squatted down on his knees, hugged his head with both hands, buried his head deeply, and showed no expression at all.

Outside the door.

The yellow-skinned old dog that Meng Jiu raised before his death walked slowly to Ling Zhen's heel and licked it.

Then he fell down in a decadent manner, as if he had no soft bones.

So, this old yellow dog, counting the green robe with a big drop in heart.

There are two more spirits to support here...... Old dogs.