Emei Shanyin, stretch out an old tree from the back of the mountain, the branches are broken, the bark is withered and old, all are spots, there is an old man sitting on the tree, the hair and beard hang down the feet, the feet are integrated with the tree, the face is old, like a hundred years of tree spirit.

But the years that Jinding Daoist has lived are not just a hundred years, he is one of the few old monks in the world who survived the last sword fighting tribulation.

It is the Five Holy Monks, the Orthodox Sect Master, and the Demon Dao Sect Master, all of whom are a generation shorter than him.

Therefore, the Bodhi Taoist, the Yuan Lao Nun, and the Dragon Slayer are too senior to perform the ceremony and listen to their teachings.

The old man of the golden top was dizzy, and he couldn't speak, "What do you do to protect the old man, this world will be easy, no one can get rid of the calamity, the old way is one step in the morning, and why bother you." ”

"The old-timers laughed, now that the golden night has been recaptured, it is the time when the Dao rises and the demons disappear, this Demon Venerable is just a remnant of the Demon Dao, and I will protect the safety of the old-timers. ”

"Yes, that's good, it's good to be alive, hahaha, it's better to be alive than to die, although the old man is destined to die, but cough cough cough cough-"

Several people glanced at each other, but the Bodhi Taoist spoke: "The seniors rest at ease, the juniors won't bother, please inform us if there is something." ”

After a few people left, the Jinding Daoist hung his head and said with a smile: "Although the old man is dead, he will not die." ”

On the other side, the dragon slayer frowned and said: "The old man of the Golden Peak has cultivated to the sky, and he has even participated in the Fa and enlightened on Mount Emei, and his merits are profound, and he is not virtuous, he has seen something-"

The Bodhi Daoist interrupted and said categorically: "Senior sister doesn't have to raise the ambition of others, with the poor Dao now, the Demon Venerable may not lose alone, not to mention that the Kunlun Sect Gu Kui Daoist is on the way with the Sanshan Biyuan Sword, and the two pure Yang are here, and the Demon Venerable will definitely die." ”

The dragon slayer took a deep look at the Bodhi Daoist, without words, this senior brother has always been in his hands, and his joy and anger are not good, but today I don't know why, a little bossy.

Yuan Lao Ni nodded, turned into a flame, and flew back to the hill where she was stationed, she had always been withdrawn, and the others did not take it seriously, and after discussing with each other, they dispersed.

After returning to the temporarily opened cave, the dragon slayer suddenly sighed slightly, regaining Jinxiao Mountain, washing away the shame of the year, and reviving the mountain gate, it was a great joy.

But now, she doesn't feel the slightest joy.

The weirdness of the Demon Fighting Sword, the disappearance of Qin Fake Immortal, the disappearance of the Demon Master, and the ambiguous attitude of Senior Sister Yu are far from what they were back then.

At that time, Jinxiao Mountain was like the sun in the world, shining in all directions, and a few days ago, after she returned to her Biyue Nunnery, she actually felt cold and damp, which made her heart chill.

I guess it's just my own hallucination.

In the cave, there was a deep sigh.

......

The Bodhi Taoist closed his eyes, thinking about adjusting his state, but he fell asleep when he was groggy.

In his sleep, he replaced Zhengyangzi and ascended to the position of head of the sect, Yu Bing'e became his wife, the disciples worshipped, the Taoist friends admired, the first person in the righteous way, the first person in the world!

The gods and demons were all defeated by their own swords.

I have accomplished a great cause that has never been done before!

Prestige, deeds, and power have all reached the pinnacle of what can be achieved.

Then, under the great gift of worshipping the heavens, he will ascend to the position of Taoist ancestor.

On the throne, a gray-haired old Taoist was looking at him with a smile, "What, Daoyou's dream has come true?"

The Bodhi Taoist was terrified, and instantly sobered up, panting heavily, and his majestic face was full of sweat at the moment.

How, how could it be?

The Sanqing Divine Light is refined, and he should not be immersed in all evils, and - that exercise, it is obvious that there is nothing wrong with the cultivation.

......

"Ti Long?" Kou Li looked at the huge copper tripod at the bottom of the river and repeated.

"That's right, it's Ti Long Quan, the first and only invincible artifact created by my Jinding faction. ”

"The human sword is invincible?" The image of the golden boy suddenly appeared in the air, and his face was full of disbelief, "There are treasures in the Three Realms that can compare to the Pure Yang Sword, and the first Acquired Pure Yang built by my Heavy Sword Villa!"

"Stupid," Yao'er retorted unceremoniously: "You think that the Pure Yang Sword is created, and there are twenty-five Pure Yang Swords in the world, even if there are no craftsmen like you, it will be born one by one, you think that you created it, it was just born by your hand." ”

"Nonsense, now that the old man has turned into a sword spirit, he knows the roots, and naturally knows that this sword is transformed by the sharpest qi between heaven and earth, and only the old man's refining method can collect the sharp qi of heaven and earth!"

In the past, the Jinding faction was known as the Waidan Sect, the first refiner, the first alchemy, and the Heavy Sword Villa was also the strongest place for sword refining in the world, so the two choked up all of a sudden.

Seeing that Yao'er didn't say anything, the golden boy was very proud, and took advantage of the situation to pursue: "I know that the strongest magic weapon created by your Jinding faction is the Tianyang artifact, which can transform all magic weapons except the pure yang sword, but in the end, it is not as good as the divine sword to break ten thousand treasures with one sword, you have only reached the top of the technique, and our Heavy Sword Villa has already touched the Dao." ”

Yao'er sighed deeply and said slowly: "If there is no Zhengyangzi and no Guo Dian, maybe we will think the same way, but do you really know the truth about these twenty-five pure yang swords." ”

"Come with me, I'll show you the truth of this world. ”

The 'golden pill' in Yao'er's hand turned into a kind of magic weapon of Qimen, and the human treasure was integrated into this oven.

Seeing this, Kou Li also turned into a bloody light and followed closely.

It's hot, and the intense temperature has just reached the high temperature of magma when it first enters the surface of the charcoal, and it's hard to understand why the surface is so cold, as if it's extinguished.

The further down, the higher the temperature became, first the ordinary Dao fire, then the samadhi true fire, and then—

Kou Li frowned, although the human immortal body can still bear it, but if it goes on like this, the breath will be exposed.

This method has not been used for a long time. ’

Kou Li's flesh and blood rose high, turning into a ten-zhang and condensed into a knotted fire god, his eyes were like copper bells, and wherever his eyes passed, the flames all retreated.

The image of the Vulcan God only has the upper body but not the lower body, and the anger on his face is almost materialized, especially in his chest, which has a large hole.

After the five tribulations of the first day, heaven and earth entered a period of stability, but in the information obtained in this life, the last tribulation after the five tribulations was actually artificially changed.

Therefore, this fire god did not completely transform into a demon god like the Wa Huang clan and reproduce descendants.

An incarnation that Kou Li summoned through the Innate Fire Cave fully demonstrated this.

With the control of the fire god, the harm caused by the flames was negligible, and when it dived hundreds of zhang, a layer of golden fire suddenly fell into front of him, this pure and terrifying flame seemed to be something that only the Great Sun True Flame of the Zhengyang Heavenly Sword could do.

The fire god was angry, the momentum was rolling, and the fire wave behind him was almost substantial, but this golden fire did not admit defeat, let out a long roar, turned into a three-legged golden crow, flapped its wings, and fought with the fire god.

"The world is all under the control of the innate fire cave, but there are also several kinds of flames, not under the god of fire, the golden crow fire, and the phoenix fire. ”

"I understand, the Golden Crow is an ancient divine beast, with the same origin as the demon god, the eldest brother is naturally not afraid of the second brother, as for the phoenix-"

The golden boy said: "The old man has read some ancient secret records, and there is a book that says that the dragon is in charge of the earth's leylines, and the phoenix is in charge of the heavenly rules, and only these two races can collapse in the ancient world, and after the reincarnation of the saints, they still enjoy a respected status." ”

Kou Li nodded, this may have something to do with some secret things in ancient times, so he ignored the battle between the Fire God and the Golden Crow, and got in.

There was a vast space in Dingzhong, and the rolling Great Sun True Flame scorched the entire heaven and earth, and in the center of the flames, there was a huge dragon claw!

The golden boy took a breath of cold air, this claw is very big, enough to be as big as Mount Emei, steel and iron casting, full of muscles and bones, each piece of dragon scales on the claw is as thick as the city gate, open in the air, and like the five fingers of the Buddha.

A powerful aura no less than the dragon vein rushed to his face.

"This is Ti Longquan," Kou Li said to himself, but he didn't have much doubt, because he felt a familiar aura on it.

The breath of the immortals!

"What's the matter, compared to your Pure Yang Sword, how is this treasure?" Yao'er was already waiting in the palm of his hand, and when he saw the expressions of the two, he said lightly.

The golden boy didn't say a word, turned into a golden rainbow, sharp and sharp, and slashed it off the dragon's claws.

The magma exploded, and the golden boy flew out upside down, incredulously: "How is it possible!"

Dragon's claws, not the slightest scar.

"What is this made of?" he asked immediately.

"The bones of the ancient demon gods," Yao'er paused and looked at Kou Li, "Also, the bones of the first and second generations of human immortals. ”