In ancient times, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor led the gods to pick the bronze sword of the first mountain to the sun, and its sword was the first sword of the Holy Spirit between heaven and earth. The sword body is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants on the other. It contains the power of infinite holy paths, and it is said that it can control the rise and fall of the heavenly way and control the life and death of all worlds. The Yellow Emperor once held this sword to revive the gods who died in the Battle of Zhuolu.

Ran Xuanyuan Sword ran out of divine power to seal the body of the god of war Chi You five thousand years ago. Fold into two pieces and fall into the mortal dust. Encountered by Ou Yezi, the great master of sword casting who shook the ancient and modern world, Ou Yezi saw that in the broken sword, the power of the Holy Dao was still alive and well. So after pondering and meditating, he first tried to restore the broken sword, but he was stunned to find that his cultivation was too far behind, and he did not have the divine power to continue this sword.

Finally, he had a way, that is, to combine the two severed swords with the Xuanjing excavated in the fairyland, and cast them into two ancient divine swords.

The first sword takes the water of the clear stream of Songquan Mountain, tempers it day and night, and on the day of the sword, the gate of heaven at the top of the sky is wide open. There is an infinite heavenly fire that descends to help the sword furnace to roll and calcine. When the sword was taken out, Ou Yezi looked at it and couldn't help but cry.

This sword is pure black and not mixed at all. There was an inky black pupil at the hilt of the sword, silently staring at all things in heaven and earth.

This sword has no murderous aura in its entire body, but it has the power to penetrate heaven and earth. Ou Yezi spent most of his life force and energy to forge this sword. It almost made him gray overnight. But he undoubtedly succeeded. This sword ranks first among the ancient gods of the human world. There is no one else in the world. However, there was still half of the Xuanyuan Remnant Sword left, which had not been used. Ou Yezi no longer has enough energy to forge another peerless divine weapon.

But he didn't stop there. In this life, there are many mountains and rivers, few people who know each other, and many people who pass by. He loved the sword, to the point of obsessiveness and paranoia. So he visited the famous mountains and rivers and found the disciples who had been discharged. The two joined forces and once again turned Xuanyuan's remnant sword into an ancient divine weapon. On the day of the sword, Ou Yezi and the cadre were already old men. But they succeeded. This sword came out, and the heavenly seal gave the name. The power is faint and terrifying.

The two discussed and decided that these two swords were secretly in harmony with heaven and could not be left in the market. Ou Yezi took the former sword and traveled to the world and finally gave it to the Zhou royal family for storage. The cadres carried the back sword and went south into Chu to give it to the king of Chu that year. Then the world was in turmoil, and the royal family changed. But the double swords have always been with Mingjun's side, and finally passed to the Later Tang Kingdom. At that time, Tang Feng, the king of Tang, ascended the throne of the Son of Heaven, and his political achievements were outstanding, and he felt that he had entered the country with two swords. But because the king gradually lost his way, the two swords ran away, and he didn't know where he went.

All of this is secretly in line with the way of heaven. It is also thanks to the fact that Lu Yang and Qing Yao have a three-life relationship. At this time, Lu Yang finally realized that all this had happened. The light in his palm flashed, and two swords fell into view. The two patriarchs of Zhou and Zhao smiled and immediately said: "Yes! These are the two artifacts of Zhan Lu and Tai'a!"

At this time, Lu Yang was holding the sword in both hands, but his heart was sour. Because he remembered Princess Huashan who died in the Northern Regions, and General Cheng Yunxiao, who was ethereal. He secretly decided that if he could restore the Xuanyuan Sword, he would definitely resurrect General Cheng, who had sent the sword to him thousands of miles away!

"No! These two swords are full of power. But Xuanyuan Sword is not like this, but it has a soul inside. It has a consciousness of its own. And it's not like these two swords are so unrevealed. If it didn't have a soul, even if the Xuanyuan Sword was restored, it wouldn't have the power of the Holy Dao that moved heaven and earth!" He had an extraordinary vision, and he looked at it for a long time, but he saw the shortcomings.

"Soul ...... the Sword"

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, thinking that this was really the case, but he was up and down at this time, and he didn't have so much sense of loss. Now that he already has the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. Then there is a glimmer of hope for the future to find that wisp of sword soul. And what they have to do now is to seal the god of war.

In a flash of light, Lu Yang had already included the body of the Great God of Limu into the hero bracelet. He was heroic and heroic, and he should be buried in the Xuanyuan realm with a generous ceremony. To show the strength of the great god to be loyal to the Xuanyuan clan's heart. Seeing that Lu Yang still had hero bracelets and other strange things, the two family heads were also amazed, followed Lu Yang, and entered the apse of the Jiuli Soul Tomb together.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, the surrounding walls are full of colors, like a magnificent dream. But Lu Yang had already entered the Great Dao at this time, and when he saw these thousands of illusory illusions, he just snorted, and walked forward with unwavering steps, no matter what kind of obsessive method could not make him a little confused. But that Zhou and Zhao were inevitably caught by the illusion, and they went around in circles, unable to figure it out.

Lu Yang saw that the two of them were unable to defend themselves, so he immediately recited the immeasurable heart purification mantra, turned into talismans one by one, and entered the seal hall of the eyebrows of the two of them. That's when they turned their minds around. The two of them were shaken and did not dare to relax. Following Lu Yang out of this dream maze.

"Becoming a king and defeating a king, is this seat really evil? You Xuanyuan clan are all enemies of this seat!"

A high-pitched, desolate roar rang out in the apse. Lu Yang asked the two of them to step back, and his hands were slaying the Demon Ancient Halberd, and the purple light in his eyes was surging, illuminating the area of the rolling blood light in front of him. There, Chiyou's head was hovering above the six-armed demon body. Blood-colored light poured into his body, and he was indeed fusing with his body there. In the chest, all the internal organs were covered with the blood and slowly grew. It looks like given him some more time, and he will surely be resurrected completely!

"Sad, hateful Xuanyuan Clan! This seat will definitely tear you to pieces one by one!" the first level roared hoarsely, the resentment accumulated over tens of thousands of years has turned this god of war into an interpreter of hatred.

"The great god of Chiyou, the deity is the eternal god Lu Yang. He who has come to prevent you from being resurrected. Lu Yang felt a sadness in his heart, and said slowly.

As he said, the god of war, Chiyou, is not evil. He represents the magnificent Jiuli civilization, leading the agriculture and mulberry, and casting copper and iron vessels. Not only for Jiuli, but also for the whole of China to create a vigorous vitality. It can be said that this great god Chiyou, who was born to die, is an ancient god worthy of respect. He's not evil, he's just a loser in history.

In the Three Realms, only people remember the eternal, brilliant heroes, but no one remembers an unknown loser...... The descendants of Jiuli were driven into the mountains by you, and this seat was also separated, and they were forced to take refuge in this Jiuli Soul Tomb. And your heroes, one by one, have come here to accomplish great deeds. In my lifetime, I will fight with this world!"

"I see. ”

Lu Yang nodded, he is so lonely! Who knows? Although he has made great contributions to the reproduction of the world, he has become a king and lost a king, and this is the case in history. The god of war, Chiyou, is just standing on the opposite side of the Yellow Emperor. He understands that there are times when people with a lot of stakes have no choice.

How much he wanted to lead the tens of thousands of divine soldiers of the Jiuli tribe to compete with the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor again! Even if it was just a fleeting dream.

"What do you understand? Do you have to stand up for the Xuanyuan clan?" said the god of war, Chi You, fiercely.

"Great God Chiyou, your situation, the deity is deeply understood. But since the deity has arrived here, it is also shouldering the lives of tens of millions of people in the Flood Desolation Realm. And not just for the corner of the mountain. In this desolate world, the deity's lover has perished here, and the deity's child is still waiting for me to see me. If I could, I wouldn't want to be the hero who saved it all. ”

Lu Yang paused a little sadly, and continued: "The deity deeply admires the bloody nature of the descendants of Jiuli. Once upon a time, the reincarnation of the deity in the previous life also guarded the ancient city where Jiuli lived in times of danger. ”

"Every human being is life. No matter what happened in the past, even if the relationship has broken and deviated...... Neither of us should allow an invisible barrier between the feelings that could have been friends with the same skin color. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Yang's eyes were full of expectation. In this world, there have been too many wars and too many precious lives have been lost. If he could, how much he wished that the bitter battle that had lasted for thousands of years would cease from now on! No matter where people lived, what languages they spoke, and what different skin colors they had...... can all resolve the conflict and celebrate for life together!

Hearing these words, the great god of Chiyou also looked at Lu Yang with deep shock. Throughout the ages, no one would have had such persistence. They only know how to plunder each other, kill. Without access to land and resources, they cannot survive. In fact, the great god of Chiyou hates it so far, and he is already very tired. It's just that he doesn't want to admit it. The tired heart is driven by the will of revenge, and it has been resentful until now.

"I finally understand the true meaning of your word eternity...... In the Three Realms, you are really the only one who deserves to have it. ”

The great god Chiyou was full of appreciation, and his blood-colored eyes stared at Lu Yang in front of him. Although these words persuaded him, they could not make him stop. He shouted fiercely, "Boy, you are the one chosen by the Xuanyuan clan! If you really have his ability, you might as well let this seat see it." Don't let down the last thirst of this seat spanning thousands of years!"

Lu Yang was stunned, he was the reincarnation body of Ziya Immortal Monarch, and he was able to cultivate so far, relying on his own step-by-step efforts. How did he get into the mouth of the god of war, Chiyou, but he became the person chosen by the Xuanyuan Ancestral God? What does this mean?

"Don't pretend to be garlic, Eternal God, quickly summon the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit in your body and fight this seat!"

The god of war, Chi You, shouted loudly. In Lu Yang's body, which was reflected in his blood-red eyes, there was a golden seed. Among them is undoubtedly the power left by the Xuanyuan clan, how could Chiyou, the god of war, who was once the great enemy of Xuanyuan Ancestral God's life and death, not recognize what it was? It was a wisp of the Yellow Emperor's spiritual thoughts in this world, and finally chose him to be the successor!

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