Heaven.

The old man felt the predicament of Liu Yidao and Jia Wu, and was furious

"The thousand-year-old plan will be completed today, how can it be destroyed by the hands of the two of you!"

"Where is the sword?"

The old man roared, and a simple long sword with a peerless edge came from afar.

At this time, he was no longer like an old man, and his tall and thin body hid a mountain-like majesty.

It was as if he had turned into a peerless divine sword, exuding an incomparable pure sword intent all over his body.

Endless sword-shaped true qi slowly circulated around his body.

The Sword God returns.

"Kill!"

The sword god was furious, and the long sword sliced through the void, revealing a large pitch-black crack.

A sword shatters the void.

The sword sword pierced through the crack and struck towards Mobei.

"Wow!"

Mobei's body was cut open by the sword, and then, it turned into an afterimage.

Mobei's true body appeared behind the sword god.

But at this moment, the sword god sneered.

The sword qi around his body dispersed, and he surged behind him frantically.

As soon as Mobei's figure appeared, the sword aura was so strong.

"Boom!"

Mobei was blasted out by the sword qi.

"Your martial arts are too immature, when you were in the world, no one taught you?"

The sword god smiled lightly, and immediately, his figure disappeared for a while, leaving only an afterimage in place.

In the blink of an eye, his figure caught up with Mobei, who was flying away in the air.

"Bell!"

The long sword stabbed at Mobei, and Mobei raised his sword to block.

Although that sword failed to stab Mobei, he couldn't exert force in the air, and was blasted out again by the surging internal force on the sword god's sword.

Chang An looked at the battle between the two, his expression was solemn, the situation he was most worried about appeared, although Mobei was only fourteen years old and entered the realm of the great grandmaster, and now he has briefly stepped into the realm of the gods with the help of the god pill.

But he has been self-taught in Kunlun for seven years, even if his internal strength is strong, his moves are very immature.

When encountering someone whose skill is not as good as his, he can still break it with his strength, and now in the face of the sword god who is flawless in terms of internal force and moves, he is like an immature baby, and he can only be beaten passively.

When it comes to martial arts moves and combat experience, he may not even be as good as himself.

Mobei roared angrily, and the long sword smashed into the sword god with terrifying power, and the sound of cracking continued to come from the void.

But the sword god didn't compete with him at all, and the long sword drew a big circle in the air, and easily pushed away Mobei's offensive with a momentum of four or two thousand catties.

Then he lightly slapped his left hand and imprinted it on Mobei's chest.

"Poof."

Mo Beikou spurted blood and retreated again.

The sword god didn't continue to attack, his breathing became a little rapid, and his left hand sucked towards the immortal bud, and a large amount of immortal matter was inhaled into his body.

His breath was steady again, and a few more of his gray hair gradually turned black.

He smiled even more, time was on his side, even if he couldn't kill Mobei for a while, as long as he waited until Jia Wu and Liu stabbed to the sky, Mobei would definitely die.

Chang An saw the state of the sword god, his expression changed, and he shouted towards Mobei

"Mobei, try your best to consume him!"

Mo Bei soared into the air, his long sword held high above his head, and the huge sword pierced the dome of the heavenly court.

"Wow!"

The long sword was slashed, with boundless internal force, frantically bombing the area where the sword god was located, the sword god's face was cold, and he no longer dodged, Mobei's blow didn't care about the consumption of internal force at all, and he wanted to directly cover the area where he was located.

He couldn't dodge, but he wasn't afraid, and although this indiscriminate attack could force him to compete with internal strength, it was obviously not powerful enough.

"Boom"

His long sword carved a long ravine in the ground, and the ground shook violently, and an earthen wall more than a hundred feet high rose from the ground!

Get in front of him.

Mobei's immeasurable sword qi frantically blasted countless big pits in that earthen wall, and the earthen wall was blown up into potholes.

But at this time, another sword of Mobei came down tyrannically.

"Boom!"

The immeasurable sword qi directly blasted through the earthen wall.

The sword god's face turned pale, and the three earthen walls rose instantly, while he continued to absorb the long biomass that was emitted.

Every time he absorbed a little, his complexion became more and more ruddy, and his true qi became more and more abundant.

But Mo Bei in the air didn't care at all, and the long sword carried a majestic internal force and bombarded the sword god again and again.

In front of the sword god, the earthen wall, the qi-shaped barrier, kept emerging, the massive internal force was continuously consumed, the beads of sweat on his forehead continued to seep down, and a series of wheezing sounds seemed to show his old age, and even a faint moan could be heard occasionally.

But he was sneering, the more crazy Mobei became, the more happy he became.

Finally, after more than half an hour, Mo Bei's face turned pale and he was panting.

His internal strength was drained.

Beside Chang An, the immortal buds oozed a faint growth biomass and flocked to the sword god, and the sword god's body showed immeasurable light.

"It's my turn!"

The majestic and indifferent voice of the Sword God seemed to emanate from the dome of the Heavenly Court, constantly echoing in the space.

"This sword, throughout the ages, no one has the honor to see it."

"I call it, Astonidued."

In the infinite distance, a little light flashed, as if from a distant other dimension.

Then, that bit of light seemed to travel through endless time and space, and in an instant, it came to the heavenly court.

After a few breaths, the light shone in all directions, and appeared in front of Mobei and Chang'an at an extremely fast speed that was difficult to fathom.

Radiant and magnified.

Until the end, the light is endless, illuminating the entire heaven!

The sword god shook the universe with a sword.

The vast sword intent echoed in the dome, and above the dome, a large number of black cracks appeared, and the space was constantly cut, and then stitched up in an instant, but in the next instant, it was cut by the sword intent again......

And so on and so forth, endlessly, immortal.

"Ugh!"

But at this time, the mutation was abrupt.

The stunned voice of the sword god came, the immeasurable light disappeared, and the heavenly court regained its tranquility in an instant.

The figure of the sword god was revealed, and he seemed to stop there as if he was still, and the long sword in his hand was still stabbing towards Mobei.

A pale mist drifted around the sword god.

The tall and thin sword god seemed to have aged thousands of years in an instant, wrinkles sprung up on his face like mushrooms after a rain, and the old age on his face could no longer be described in words.

The smoke was hazy, and a figure, a sword, loomed.

The sword god slowly lowered his head.

The sword pierced him in the chest.

He looked at the sword in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

He looked at the figure in front of him, and the figure couldn't believe that he could stand in front of him at this time.

The boy smiled.

He didn't know what words to use to describe this smile, brilliant? Warm? Sagacious?

It seems to be all right, but none of them seem to be sufficient.

Chang An, the man with a smile on his face and a sword piercing his chest.

At this time, in his eyes, it was like a vast universe and unfathomable.

"My sword, don't talk about others, I haven't seen it myself, it's only echoed in my mind for seven years, I call it, Mist."

The sword god looked at the long sword that was scattered with a light mist

"Good name, but I still don't understand, you're just a mortal warrior."

Chang An said with a smile

"My story is not told completely, seven years ago, in order to prolong the life of Sanliang, Yan Sihai planted a Gu in her body, and this old liar called it the king of Gu."

"According to Yan Sihai, in order to unlock this Gu, you must find a master or immortal in the Divine Realm and take the initiative to introduce it into your body."

"So, since I knew the legendary sword god, after the idea of fighting three or two, I had a plan. After the coffin deliverer used the four Yanzhou brothers and took away three taels, the plan began. ”

"Since three taels can make the seeds germinate, it means that that kind of seed feeds on the vitality of three taels, and it also means that that kind of seed can replace the role of the Gu King to absorb the excess vitality of three taels."

"And you, as the mastermind behind the scenes, are the best host of the Gu worm, just when you first absorbed the life material of the flower bud, the Gu worm used the flower bud as a medium and transferred it from the body of Sanliang into your body."

"When I found out that you constantly needed to absorb the long biomass in the battle with Mobei, I knew that the Gu poison was starting to work."

"The next thing is very simple, Mobei only needs to constantly force you to use internal force and constantly stimulate the Gu King, so that the Gu poison can be maximized in a short period of time."

"Your sword seems terrifying, but it is the most exciting moment for the Gu King. You are so powerful, even if the Gu King is maximized, it can't drain you, but you have aged to the point where you don't even notice it, so why is it difficult for you to kill you? ”

"Wow!"

As Chang An drew his long sword, blood flowed.

The sword god was unwilling, and finally glanced at everything in the world.

The last sentence was said with difficulty

"People like you will not be willing to die silently, and one day, you will be like me, crazy in pursuit of immortality!"

"Boom!"

The sword god's body collapsed.

Like the collapse of buildings, like the collapse of mountains and rivers, on the calm river of history, splashing turbulent waves.

The world, Chijiang.

Liu Yidao stood proudly, and around him, more than 2,000 soldiers were nailed to the ground by the invisible sword qi, unable to move.

In the distance, in a pool of blood, Yan Sihai held his hand tightly, and the flute, which had been broken in two, was bleeding.

Beside him, Che Shu was pierced through his chest by the terrifying knife qi, and his body was silently lying here.

Yan Sihai was like a lonely lion, letting out a desperate and hoarse roar.

"Roaring ......"

More than 2,000 people were killed, and they didn't stop it for even an hour!

Liu Yidao's indifferent and ruthless voice came faintly

"Junior, you are already very strong!"

Yan Sihai stared at him deadly.

If eyes can kill, then Liu Yidao may have been cut by a thousand knives.

But at this moment, Yan Sihai's eyes looked ahead in disbelief, that peerless figure, in his eyes, was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Liu Yidao frowned, and he looked up at the sky.

He originally maintained the posture of a middle-aged man, but suddenly became a drooping old man.

"How so."

That was his last word.

Then his figure turned into ashes in an instant and scattered into the Chijiang River.

Yan Sihai's pupils became huge, and he laughed loudly, tragic and relaxed

"Hahahahaha......ha

"Boom!"

With the death of the sword god, the sky-rushing red waterfall fell violently, and a red downpour descended on the world.

At the same time, the East.

The competition between Jia Wu and Licheng Shuang continues.

But at this time, Lichengshuang felt a loosening of resistance.

"Boom!"

His sword slammed straight into the ground, and the terrifying rift was formed under his sword.

He looked back and behind him.

Jia Wu's figure became ethereal and old.

He looked at Lichengshuang coldly and turned into ashes.

A gust of wind blew, lifting the ashes and drifting them into the endless sky.

A hint of relief flashed in Licheng's eyes.

He looked at the sky and said lightly

"Good job."

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and he looked down to see that the Gu worm was about to eat his heart.

"Poof!"

Pu Dao flashed with a cold glow, piercing his heart along with the Gu worm.

Heavenly Court, Chang Sheng woke up slowly.

Beside him, a blood-colored flower bud is delicate.

She looked at the bud, then looked around, puzzled.

She suddenly felt someone around her and looked down

"Brother!"

Chang An lay on the ground and watched her laugh.

She threw herself into Chang An's arms

"Brother, where is this?"

Chang An said with a smile

"Heavenly Court."

In the distance, a figure fell.

Chang An secretly said that it was not good, and rushed over frantically.

Mobei lay on the ground weakly.

Chang An wanted to pull him up, but just touched his hand, but found that his pulse was weak, as if he had lost the internal strength of his whole body.

"Mobei!"

Chang An said urgently.

Mobei's faint wheezing voice came

"I can't die, I just feel like I've lost something."

Chang An thought of the words of the sword god, Mobei, like Liu Yidao and Jia Wu, was reincarnated by his wisp of vitality, and now that the sword god died, the lifespan of Liu Yidao and Jia Wu was drastically reduced and they became ordinary people, and they had already lived for thousands of years, and once their lifespan was reduced, they naturally could not live.

Fortunately, Mobei is only fourteen years old, but after losing that wisp of vitality, his internal force has almost completely dissipated, and he is no different from ordinary people.

Chang An said with a smile

"It's good to be alive."

Mobei also laughed.

…………

A few months later, Chang An took Chang Sheng to the bank of the Chijiang River.

In the distant villages, the laughter of children can be heard.

Chang Sheng held a pot of flowers in her hand, and now, whenever she felt that her body was exhausted, there would always be a faint red mist floating towards the buds in the pot, and Chang Sheng would feel comfortable and in good spirits.

It's just that the bud will no longer absorb Chang Sheng's vitality uncontrollably.

Chang Sheng looked at the delicate buds and asked

"Brother, why doesn't it bloom."

I always think that if it blooms, you will have to be sucked dry by it, and of course it will never bloom.

But he said

"As long as Sanliang keeps holding it, it will always bloom."

Yan Sihai, who was wrapped in a white cloth, sat by the Chijiang River and looked at the buds in Chang Sheng's hands

"After the death of the Sword God, I buried the Gu King and this flower together, they restrained each other, and this flower will never bloom."

"But I have a question, if it really blooms, can it really make people immortal, Mobei said, the old guy of the Sword God is really rejuvenated."

Chang An came to Yan Sihai's side and said

"God knows."

Yan Sihai said

"You don't suck?"

"Why don't you try?"

"Good boy, you want to trick me, that thing is now full of Gu poison."

Looking at the surging red river, the two laughed loudly.

A fire swept across the entire plain on the banks of the Chijiang River, spreading to the underground, and in the dungeon, endless black insect eggs wailed and screamed in the fire.

A month later, Chang An and Chang Sheng led nearly 100 children back to Qingzhou.

The fire lasted a whole year before it was extinguished.

[The first chapter of longevity is over, and the second chapter of Penglai is opened.] 】