The Yanlong Empire once had a locust plague, as the Imperial Sacrifice Heavenly Daoist, the head of the Purple Spirit Gate said that this was a curse of heaven, and he was blessed, so the emperor was cold-blooded and ordered the cities to save themselves, and hundreds of thousands of starvation corpses were ambushed for thousands of miles in the five cities with the most serious disaster, and Zhou Tang, a shepherd of the five cities, hanged himself and apologized.

Wucheng Mu was the minister of the empire, but after Zhou Tang's death, he did not receive any pension from the empire, and the widow and orphan of the Zhou family contracted the epidemic during the migration of the family, and finally only one son was left to live alone, huddled in the wilderness full of dead corpses. A black-robed man collected poison so far, and when he saw this boy who was pecked on the back by a crow and had a pus-faced face, he leaned over and asked if he wanted to die? The resentment in the kid's eyes was silent, and the black-robed man got up and was about to leave, but the kid stretched out his right hand that was pecked by a crow and grabbed the black-robed man's legs, glanced at the dim sky, and replied very weakly. The black-robed man laughed, and asked If you want to live, you have to be enchanted, the kid smiled weirdly, and said coldly, as if he had found the meaning of continuing to live. Since then, the boy of the Zhou family has only one name in the world, Burial Heaven.

If the sky is ruthless, bury it.

Eighty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Ghost Sect Sect Master Burial Heaven Unification Demon Sect Tu Ling Zhengdao, holding the Ghost Fire Order in front of the Qingxiao Palace, ruthlessly scanning the Qingqiu Sect people who are surrounded in the center like trapped beasts.

The four ghost kings returned to the burial body one after another, and the blood ghost king dragged Long Ying's headless corpse and threw it at the Sword Ghost King, saying, "Here you go, he has the Great Dragon Sword Spectrum of the Sword Intent Gate on his body." ”

The Sword Ghost King picked up Long Ying's armor, and sure enough, he saw red letters all over his body.

Han Ziniu stood in front of the only remaining doorman, covered the wound of the red-dyed robe under his left ribs, and looked at Futian and said: "Futian, a thunderous blow, you are so handy." ”

Fu Tian raised his head to look at the sky, and did not answer Han Ziniu's words, indifferent and disdainful.

"It's really big." Heshan suddenly walked out of the crowd, and finally crossed between Hanzi Niu and Futian.

Heshan was not injured, it should be said that he did not participate in the war before, his appearance at this time made Han Ziniu's face flash with pain, but Futian was still indifferent.

"Get the method of the predecessors to break the seal array of the Yin Earth Ghost Ruins, so as to consume the power of the righteous path, cut off the arm of the True Gate, and then stage a fake show of the collapse of the Demon Sect, so that the most stupid and ambitious Long Ying of the Sword Intent Gate is ready to move, use my identity to kill the abbot of Xuanzhen and destroy the Great Buddha Temple, and finally raid the mountain, as long as the four masters die, the righteous path will really be defeated."

Heshan's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the Qingqiu Sect people in the audience were shocked, shocked and unbelievable, the Heshan Elders, who had worked hard for Qingqiu all their lives, were righteous traitors? Could it be a mole of the Demon Cult? Their emotions were full of ups and downs, and they were simply at the limit of what their minds could bear, and the audience was silent.

Seeing that Heshan himself said his true identity, Han Ziniu closed his eyes, and the pain on his face instantly calmed down.

"The Great Dragon Sword Spectrum, there is really something outstanding." The Sword Ghost King didn't listen to the internal affairs of the field, and suddenly broke the atmosphere with an abrupt word, which made the elders of the Sword Intent Sect, who were originally said by Heshan to be the most stupid and angry, even more sad and angry, the head of the sect was killed, and the Great Dragon Sword Spectrum was leaked out, or it was stolen by the people in the Demon Sect, which was a great shame for the ancestors.

Fu Tian still held his head up, his face expressionless.

"Senior brother, I have killed too much in this life, but in order to ensure that my qi cultivation is carried forward, I have never regretted it, this should be my long-cherished life." Heshan's heartfelt words were only said to be listened to by Hanzi Niu, as if in front of this Qingxiao Palace, in this fishy wind, only this pair of senior brothers remained.

Han Ziniu's face crossed two lines of tears, and he said: "Heshan, in fact, you don't have to be so extreme. ”

Heshan smiled suddenly, and replied with a look in his eyes as if he had been withdrawn: "Senior brother, I don't have a choice, I was caught by the White Bone Conspiracy that year and took the Ghost Fetus Pill, so I can only plan it." ”

The Ghost Fetus Pill is a poison refined by the former Demon Sect Leader Great Snake King to control the backbone of the sect, once it is taken, it must be taken every three days, otherwise the whole body will turn into a puddle of corpse water.

"I see." Hanzi Niu has finally solved the only mystery that is unknown.

The reason why the burial day made Heshan set the sword on today is because today is the third day when the ghost fetus pill is about to attack!

"Okay, senior brother, it's time for me to end this game of chess, you can watch." Heshan smiled confidently, and then took nearly ten steps towards the burial sky.

Futian finally lowered his head and looked at Heshan.

"Rabbit dead dog cooking, burial day, you say, you and I are dogs?" Heshan smiled evilly, after taking these ten steps, he was no longer on the right path.

The funeral sky was silent, and the dark red circles under his eyes reflected the death in his eyes.

The four ghost kings who escorted him sneered, especially the Thousand Fox Ghost King laughed unbridledly, Xiaoheshan is an old dog who is ready to go crazy, and he has eyes and does not know Mount Tai.

Heshan completely ignored the expressions of the Burial Heaven and the Four Ghost Kings, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if you still remember, your former sect leader Great Snake King's magic skills, "Great Demon Devouring Spirits"? ”

At this moment, Fu Tian finally had an expression, and his eyes were staring at Heshan.

"Humph!" Heshan no longer talked nonsense, his hands formed a strange mark on his chest, and after a few breaths, his momentum changed significantly, and there should be a force in his body that was so strong that his body could not bear it was constantly generated, because his temples suddenly bulged, but the muscles of his whole body were atrophiing, his eye sockets were sunken, and his cheekbones were bulging, as if he was exchanging all his yang life vitality for some kind of demonic power. In the astonishment of the Burial Heaven and the Four Ghost Kings, he stretched the middle fingers of both hands into his mouth, and after biting off a section fiercely, he slapped the Yin Yang Chakra with both palms, and the sound of broken ribs clearly reached the ears of everyone in the audience.

"Great Demon Devourer" was fierce for a while, but a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and there are still a few people left who know it, but its evil makes the demon cult members also frightened. Heshan opened his arms, and the aura of heaven and earth around him was frantically poured into his body in an instant, making his clothes bulge and hunting, and the blood spurting out of the middle fingers of both hands turned into blood mist.

The evil of "Great Demon Devouring Soul" is that it can instantly improve the realm of cultivators and make the sea of qi strong and vigorous, but this is the essence of blood, and after hard work, you will definitely die. Back then, the Great Snake King was able to work hard and not die because he cultivated another set of demonic skills that sucked people's life essence, but this demonic skill had long been lost, and the blood-sucking method of the Blood Ghost King belonged to the same vein, but it was different from the essence.

The wind around Heshan's body gradually subsided, and he retracted his lower abdomen in pain, and his face was no longer bloody, like a dead corpse, but the murderous aura enveloped the audience.

Syllable!

The skin of Heshan Yintang burst, and the demonic power in his body seemed to be difficult to wrap.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ——

A series of skin cracking sounds sounded, and the skin and flesh of Heshan's whole body opened like a demon's eye, densely packed, and a cloud of blood mist filled the whole body.

Whew-

Heshan shot towards the burial sky with a blood mist, and the four ghost kings came out with black qi to meet the battle with all their might, but they were shocked like duckweed in front of Heshan, which had skyrocketed to the realm of the Ten Directions Dao Monarch.

The Burial Heaven Sacrifice Ghost Fire Order, this is a scepter, at the top is a ghost hand, and a strange black fire is burning between the five fingers. The Ghost Fire Order flew around the Burial Heaven, and the black fire rose, turning into a mass of fire, not fire, fog, and fog to engulf the Burial Heaven.

Heshan bullied the burial sky, and the two swords condensed by the essence and blood vitality shot towards the burial sky.

As soon as the sword came out, the spiritual realm was lifeless.

The sword disappeared into the black thing that was not fire mist or fog, and he didn't know what happened to the burial sky, Heshan directly slammed a palm with blood mist into it.

Boom –

The sedan chair was shocked into powder, and the twelve ghost-faced black-clothed people were shocked by the vitality, and the black thing and blood mist dispersed, revealing the figure of Heshan and Futian, Heshan was imprinted on Futian's chest with a palm, but Futian opened his arms, did not move, and was not injured by the sword.

"Huh?!" Han Ziniu was shocked, Heshan was already a Ten Directions Dao Monarch, could it be a burial ...... Also?!

The audience was shocked, but the four ghost kings were sneering.

Futian's eyes widened, and his hands were somehow as black as carbon, and he shot Heshan's head like a watermelon!

Who would have thought that Heshan, who was running the immortal demon skill, would be so vulnerable in front of the Burial Heaven, which was only at the peak of the Spirit Realm Realm?

Funeral Heaven jumped on the ghost fire order that was sacrificed in the air and stood in the air, which was a status symbol.

Ten Directions Daojun!

Heshan only knew that Burial Heaven had destroyed the Yin Earth Ghost Ruins Great Array, but he didn't know that Burial Heaven had obtained the Three Birth Lotus, and he didn't know that the Four Great Ghost Kings had skyrocketed to the great peak of the Spirit Realm through the strength of Yin Qi, and he didn't know that Burial Heaven had broken through to the Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm!

If you miscalculate one move, you will lose the whole game.

Heshan is dead, and his finale is in vain.

"Someone! Chop this old dog to mince! The Blood Demon King commanded.

The Demon Sect members who were shocked by the strength of the Buried Heaven turned around and screamed excitedly and pounced on the headless corpse of Heshan, who knew that as soon as the dozen or so people who bore the brunt approached, they were chopped into minced meat by Heshan.

When people die, the murderous intent is still there!

The Demon Sect members who originally wanted to make meritorious contributions in front of the sect leader trembled and retreated.

The people of Qingqiu Sect looked at the back of the head of the sect in despair, the leader of the Demon Sect turned out to be the Ten Directions Dao Monarch, and he would definitely die.

Han Ziniu stood silently, but a figure fell from the sky and landed beside him.

"It's troublesome, it's all in the Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm, I thought that with your cold-blooded junior brother here, I didn't have to show up." An old fellow stood with a sword on his back hunched and barefoot, and he came out of the ancient well.

Hanzi Niu's eyebrows squeezed out the Sichuan character, and now the situation, how can he still have the heart to gag with this old guy.

"Master Han, is he ......" Miao Qinggu, who was seriously injured behind Han Ziniu, asked in shock, she had heard her master mention that there was also a sword cultivator in Qingqiu, as for why Ning Emen would know this secret, it was only because her master had an unusual relationship with Han Ziniu.

"Yo, does anyone else recognize me? Ha ha! The old man smiled and squinted at the burial sky.

Indeed, decades have passed, who still remembers that Qingqiu Sword Cultivation genius, Lu Guyu.

"I have good news and bad news." The old guy finally got his head up.

"Breakthrough?" Hanzi Niu holds out the only hope.

The old guy glanced at Han Ziniu angrily, despised the head of the Qingqiu Sect, who had not broken through for decades, as if he had made a breakthrough as if he were eating, and then smiled bitterly with wrinkles deeper than the wrinkles on the mouth of the steamed bun, and said: "The good news is that I have stepped into the Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm with one foot and a big toe, and the bad news is that I abandoned sword cultivation and became a qi cultivator." ”

Hanzi Niu didn't have a trace of joy, and he didn't even use a crane mountain that had just entered the realm of the Ten Directions Dao Monarch, what could a little more than half of the Ten Directions Dao Monarch do?

The old guy knew what Hanzi Niu was thinking, so he raised a foot and kicked Han Ziniu's ass in the posture of an old dog peeing, and scolded: "Don't be discouraged, that guy will not be long in the Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm." ”

The people of Qingqiumen behind him saw an old thing popping out of nowhere, and kicked the master, and they all stared at each other, temporarily forgetting that they were in a mortal situation.

"Take the last step, I'll drag him, and you go to the sword shrine." After the old guy finished speaking, he dodged, drew his sword and sent a few big sword rays towards a large number of demon sect members, which could be regarded as a greeting gift.

Hanzi Niu had disappeared in place and went straight to the sword mound.

When Hanzi Niu appeared at the door of the sword mound and saw the two corpses, the old man was startled and rushed into the sword mound quickly. As soon as he entered the sword mound, Han Ziniu saw a giant earth dragon squatting under the broken wall, and Zong Yang jumped in the air and took a sword qi flying out of the sword mound. Han Ziniu finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body fell on the huge stone sword covered with yellow paper in the center of the sword mound, stared at the cold ice black iron chain with dense sword marks, and said: "Qingqiu is in danger, for the future of Qingqiu, you quickly descend from the cliff!" ”

Han Ziniu knew that Zong Yang went up the mountain from the cliff, and he also knew that Zong Yang entered the sword mound from the cliff to get the dragon Bodhi, so he took out a key from his arms and threw it to Zong Yang.

Zong Yang took the key and was about to speak, but saw Han Ziniu pull out the sword and plunge it straight into the stone sword.

As soon as the head sword entered the stone sword, it seemed to stimulate the sword mound array, and the yellow paper on the surface of the stone sword suddenly turned into ashes, and all the ancient swords lit up, and the entire sword mound began to tremble.

Buzz - Buzz - Buzz -

Without any warning, white light flew out of the ancient sword and converged on the stone sword, and the runes carved on the surface of the stone sword lit up with white light, transmitting the power of the ancient sword into the sword of the master.

"The head sword and the sword mound array turned out to be one!" Zong Yang watched everything happen quietly, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind, like an initiation, he finally understood why this ancient sword had a sense with him!

Hanzi Niu used the power left over from Qingqiu's ancestors in the past dynasties, because it was now a matter of life and death.

It took half a pillar of incense for the head sword to absorb the power of the sword mound, and then Hanzi Niu left without a word of explanation.

Zong Yang opened the lock, looked at the lifeless sword mound, and recalled Hanzi Niu's advice in the silence, and after a breath, he picked up the half-drunk red firefly wine in the jar, jumped on the broken wall, and came to the mouth of the cave.

Knock knock, Zong Yang poured half a jar of red firefly wine in one go, his face did not change but smiled slightly.

"Master, I used to have courage, but I didn't have the strength. I still have the courage and the strength to do so. ”