Chapter Seventy-Four: Connecting the Desolate Veins

Demon ruins, in the mountains of stacked clouds.

A glass light and shadow pierced through the spatial tide, and stepped out from the space formation engraved in the belly of the mountain, after this young man stepped out of the void, the white space power flying between heaven and earth all followed his body, dancing endlessly.

"Tongtian senior, Lu Yang is back!"

He stood firmly in front of the bronze ancient sword that was slanted into the ground, and called out to the dark cave in the distance.

"Boom!"

The rock roared, and the huge stone giant leaned out from the belly of the mountain, it was the long-lost stone demon of Tongtian, for thousands of years, it has been the guardian of the bronze ancient sword, and set up three tests in this place, waiting for the owner of the ancient sword to come here.

Now Lu Yang has successfully passed the first two levels with unparalleled wisdom and courage, the first level is to climb the dangerous peak of Dieyun Mountain with the body of a mortal, and collect a 'Moon Pan Jade Immortal Zhi'. The second level is to enter the 'Five Aspirations Mind Realm', grow in it, and then survive this chaotic world.

The young man experienced anger, joy, thought, sadness, and fear. Broke through many obstacles, and got a lot of growth and progress from it. The world of Wuzhi has become an unforgotten past in Lu Yang's life journey. At the same time, it also made him understand a lot of profound truths.

The realm of anger made him realize that even if he is a hero of the world, the sword is like frost, it is difficult to cut the turbidity of the world, and the greed for power.

The realm of joy made him penetrate, and fame and fortune were only like clouds of smoke. It's better to pursue what you want and be at ease.

The realm of thought makes him detached, even if his heart is full of knots, and he thinks all day long, rather than fidgeting, it is better to take the initiative to forge ahead.

The realm of sorrow made him resolute, and a good man should hold the sword and break the captivity, devote himself to his family and country, and stand like iron and be tenacious and unyielding.

The realm of terror made him defensible, and the human heart was afraid, but the lions, tigers, and jackals. The horror of people's hearts is better than that of demons and immortals.

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"You didn't disappoint me, in the world of the five wills, I have been paying attention to your growth, you have not lost your own heart, in the chaotic feelings, there is still a clear mind, can distinguish between right and wrong, and make decisions immediately. So, you passed this level very well. ”

The voice of the vicissitudes of the stone demon echoed in the belly of the mountain, and I only heard him speak: "Now you have passed the two tests of the ancient sword. Only that last level remains, and if you can surpass your limits in this last level, then you can make the Bronze Ancient Sword truly recognize you as its master, thus unlocking all its powers. ”

"Dare to ask the seniors, how to do this last pass?" Lu Yang asked.

"This last level is called Connecting the Desolate Veins. Tongtian Stone Demon turned his words and said to Lu Yang: "The bronze ancient sword was originally incarnated by a mysterious and barbaric plane, and the spatial degree of this plane is still above the divine realm, and in today's world, fewer and fewer people will remember its name, and that plane is called the Flood Wilderness." ”

"Flood wilderness?" Lu Yang was shocked in his heart, as if something had flashed in his mind, but he couldn't grasp those fragmentary memories, what he wanted to tell him.

"Yes, the Flood was originally the birthplace of the ancient gods. It is the root of the Three Realms, and if the flood is destroyed, then the Three Realms will collapse and all things will return to the Lord of Chaos. Tongtian Stone Demon said: "The bronze ancient sword has been passed down from the flood wilderness, and the reason why you can't communicate the full power of the 'bronze ancient sword' is only because the source of its power, the desolate vein, is still left in the flood wilderness. ”

"No one can recall the desolate vein, only you, who have gone through hardships and been chosen by the bronze ancient sword, can enter the desolate desolation and be led back to the desolate vein there. However, I can sense that the Flood Plane is now full of dangers, and with your current cultivation, if you enter there, there will be death and no life. Tongtian Stone Demon was silent for a moment, and asked Lu Yang: "And you, do you still choose to go there?" Your courage to come this far is enough to make the old man admire, but in the wilderness, the danger is unpredictable, even if the old man shows up to protect you, your chance of success is difficult to ascend to the sky." ”

"Lu Yang is willing to give it a try!" Listening to the tone of the Heavenly Stone Demon, he seemed to be quite afraid of the desolate plane. But Lu Yang had no way to retreat at this time, he had to go to the Flood Wilderness to obtain the power of the Bronze Ancient Sword. Then go back to the human world, under the pressure of the divine realm, and protect the Qingqiu clan.

"Listen, this space circle will take you through to the bronze ancient sword, the beginning of birth. You are in it, and you have the protection of the space formation, so you won't attract the attention of many people, however, don't be discovered by anyone, because the strength of all of them is terrifying. So it's best not to be impulsive, and I, too, will send power there to protect you when you are in crisis. ”

"Thank you Tongtian seniors, I believe that I will definitely succeed!" Lu Yang said firmly.

He stood in front of the bronze ancient sword on the ground, and suddenly, a familiar feeling came again, and countless torrential words flowed down from the belly of the mountain like a sea of words, sweeping him inside. Immediately, Lu Yang's body turned into a purple streamer, and he didn't know where he was taken by that space.

And the Heavenly Stone Demon, on top of the huge body, a fluorescent soul imprint also shot out, following Lu Yang's footsteps, and went to the unknown dangerous plane together. It is the desolation that has no roots and contains chaos, and the divine sword has a spirit, and misses the immortal monarch. This has spanned a long journey of reincarnation, and we can finally cross hand in hand in fate again, which is also the subtle connection in the fate.

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I don't know how long I walked through the endless void, Lu Yang finally saw a light in front of him, and behind him, the voice of the stone demon of Tongtian came: "I am about to enter the flood wilderness, my soul mark will always follow you to protect you, but in this world, my strength is too limited, in short, be careful!"

Lu Yang nodded heavily, suddenly accelerated, flew away, and in the blink of an eye, with the tilt of the power of space, he landed on this ancient land that gave birth to the Three Realms, but it is not much different from the human world, but in it, he can feel a thick and ancient aura from his heart.

"What, this is!"

When Lu Yang landed, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him at this time, only to see that on the earth, shouting to kill Zhentian, it was a group of human beings with superb cultivation, fighting each other with countless demon soldiers, looking at the cultivation of those ancient human beings, it was really unfathomable. Lu Yang saw an old man on crutches, and pushed it out with a palm, and the fierce energy tore apart the earth more than ten miles away, and countless demon soldiers howled. As if there was no pain, the swords were everywhere, and the bloody wind and blood rained up.

These demon soldiers are as complete as human beings, but they all have a leaderless, headless cavity, constantly leaping with a dark black mist, as if the evil spirits in the black mist, leading their activities. However, seeing the hideous appearance of these demon soldiers, Lu Yang always felt familiar, as if he once knew very well what these demon soldiers were for.

"Ancestor of Chaos...... What's that?"

Countless scattered memory fragments rushed to his mind, Lu Yang was dizzy for a while, and couldn't help but hold his head, but those memories seemed to remind him of something, and in his mind, a picture involuntarily flashed by, it was the coast of the East China Sea, in the world of memory, a scarred, familiar, but strange woman guarded him, and something in a spatial rift opened in the sky, confronting each other.

But he couldn't remember what kind of things were at all, but at this time, in the endless desolate world, the earth-shattering battle of the gods had reached a white-hot stage, and the direction of human beings, in the tent, there were seven human beings dressed as priests, and walked out hand in hand, these people sat cross-legged on the empty land, faintly, forming a mysterious seven-star formation, looking down from above, it was like seven people together forming a mysterious desolate text. It is engraved on the earth.

"Suffer death, Seven Ancestors of the Flood Desolation! This ancestor has gradually torn the seal, and today is your death period!"

In the void, a sharp voice rolled down from between the clouds in the sky, shaking the clouds and shaking the earth. The next moment, from the clouds, there was a black dragon's head, the black dragon only one poked down the clouds, but its size was like a beam across the sea, the eyes were like blood, and the body was inky. A mouthful of scorching breath spewed down and aimed it at the seven humans sitting cross-legged on the ground, burning away!

"Ancestor of Chaos, since we have been saved by the Immortal Monarch, we should repay them with death!"

The seven people were not afraid, shouted in unison, and then each took out a palm, and forcibly used the cultivation of the heavens to scatter the dragon flame fire that fell from the sky, looking at the high cultivation of these people, the cultivation of mortals is difficult to measure at all. In Lu Yang's stunned perception, these seven people had all reached the level of the Supreme Dao! The aura emanating from their bodies was no less than that of Qing Yao, who had incarnated as a demon god!

"Do you seven old guys really think that you can withstand the chaotic qi of your ancestor?"

The voice resounded in the sky again, this time only looking at the earth, there was a majestic black air flow like the sea, swept like a tide, dyed the whole earth into pitch black, under the field of vision, countless human races were swept into the black mist, in the terrible howl, one by one human beings festered around, completely disappeared, the soul was squeezed out of the shell, completely turned into a part of the black mist.

And those demon soldiers who fought with humans were harnessing the black fog, which was even more ferocious, and many powerful people of the human race, between the black fog, were also shrinking their hands and feet, and some of them were not enough to resist the invasion of the black fog, and they all chose to die with the demon soldiers in front of them, and for a while, the war between heaven and earth fell to the side of the demon soldiers, and the Terran monks who were guarding the flood plane were wiped out in an instant!

"What a ruthless chaotic aura!"

Lu Yang couldn't help but gasp, if he was caught up in these evil and resentful aura, I am afraid that he would turn into a part of the black mist in an instant, and in the face of such a terrible enemy, how could this Seven Ancestors of the Desolation stop it?

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