The desolate Western Continent, the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, the streamers continued, and thousands of rays of light swept across the sky, like a bright comet sweeping by, leaving a brilliant trajectory. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Because of the existence of the forbidden sky formation, most of the retreats fell on the edge of the Ten Thousand Beasts City, revealing monks of different shapes and appearances, some of these came from the Flood Desolate West Continent, and some came from outside the Western Continent, all of them looked at the sky with envy A few rays of retreat ignored the formation, and directly broke through the sky in the Ten Thousand Beasts City.

That is the powerhouse of the Da Luo Daoguo consummation level who participated in the Wanbao Conference this time, and it is rare to see it in ordinary times, but I didn't expect that now because of the Wanbao Conference, for them, even if they just look at it from afar, it is also a kind of capital to show off.

Tianling Palace, magnificent, built high-end atmosphere, clouds steaming and glowing, Ruiqi falling, glazed green tiles shining, bursts of different fragrances, clear and calm, congenital agate crystal jade embellishment, yellow birds soaring crisp song, nine huge thousands of coiled dragons entangled, exuding a strong coercion, it is a few top acquired spirit treasures.

Qingchen stood in front of the Tianling Palace, raised his eyes and looked at the three innate Dao patterns permeated with Dao meaning above, although there were no words in the wilderness, but the innate Dao patterns were universal, although Qingchen had never seen those Dao patterns, he understood the meaning the moment he saw them, it was the Tianling Palace.

Standing there, Qingchen was frightened, the three Dao patterns looked simple and ordinary, but at the moment when they touched their eyes, they set off their hearts, triggering their own Dao intentions, and vaguely there was a supreme heavenly sound singing from their ears, and the Dao sound was beautiful, which made people intoxicated.

The sword intent is steaming, the Qingmeng Divine Sword on the back is buzzing, the Qingchen Divine Soul Sea, the big waves are monstrous, the wind is tornailing, and amazing changes are taking place, a sword intent that slaughters the world pierces directly, the space is broken, everything is silent, and the whole world seems to have only this sword, eternal and eternal, let the years rise and fall, and the vicissitudes of life.

The incarnation of the divine soul sat on the twelve-grade creation green lotus, Qingchen looked at the sword that broke through his own soul sea, as if a visitor from the sky, stabbed straight at himself, his expression remained unchanged, and the secret tricks of the Tao were continuously played, and the true meaning of the sword was born out of nothing, the void sounded, and the sword intent roared, as if through the long river of years, the turbulent sea of divine souls was suddenly suppressed, and then there was a fight, and a giant sword through the sky was full of water, surrounded by sword light, and slashed towards the sword that stabbed him.

"Boom!"

The sea of divine souls roared, and the huge waves were monstrous, like a huge column of water rushing out of the sea one after another, heading straight to the sky, lasting for a long time.

"Huh!"

A sound of surprise sounded from the void, and a white-clothed figure suddenly emerged from the sword that slashed the heavens and the earth, silently, a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth was revealed, and the breeze came slowly, easily penetrating his body.

Looking at the white-clothed Taoist who appeared spontaneously, Qingchen's tempered Dao body cold hair stood upside down, every trace of this sea of divine souls was under his control, even the sword that appeared directly just now did not make him so frightened, the white-clothed Taoist just stood there quietly, which made Qingchen's soul tremble and feel infinite horror.

"Junior Qingchen, I don't know what the seniors are talking about visiting the Junior Divine Soul Sea?" Qingchen hardened his head, got up and stood on the Creation Qinglian, and did not go out of the protection range of the Qinglian, just in case, he bowed to the white-clothed Taoist in the void, and said in a respectful tone.

"Don't worry! Poor Dao still disdains to bully the small, even if there are hundreds of ways to destroy you silently and occupy your body. ”

The white-clothed Taoist looked downward, looked at Qingchen with tense muscles, and said with a disdainful expression, as if he was very disdainful of that kind of behavior of stealing the body.

"The seniors have a noble character, but they are real Taoist masters, and the younger generations admire!" seemed to be said by the white-clothed Taoist, Qingchen smiled humbly, and hurriedly fooled the past with good words.

"Hmph! Flamboyant, I don't care about you, your kendo cultivation is not weak, the Xuan Snake clan declared war that day, although it seems that he is not able to measure himself, but his heart is brave and strong, he is a good candidate, and he can take over my inheritance. ”

The white-clothed Taoist looked at Qingchen, and a flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, this son has a different understanding of the sword way, and he has a transcendent understanding in the way of the sword, and it is not an insult to himself and this body of the sword.

Qingchen thanks the seniors for their love, but the younger generations have already been mentored, but they can no longer worship the seniors as teachers, and I hope that the seniors will be cautious and find a more suitable person. ”

Although Qingchen is very enthusiastic about the inheritance of the great power of the sword in front of him, he is now studying under the Taishi Daoist, and he has never turned his back on the master and turned to other places, which is not consistent with his own mental swordsmanship, and it will inevitably leave dirt on the road, so that the road is flawless and the heart of the road is dusty.

What's more, the most important teacher in the wilderness, the luck of master and apprentice is connected, which is stronger than the relationship between father and son, and Qingchen will never make it difficult for the Taishi Daoist to do this, even if the Taishi Daoist does not pursue it, Qingchen will not be able to pass the level in his heart, and he will interrupt the words of the white-clothed Taoist with his mouth.

"Hmph, good, good! Since ancient times, you are the first to dare to refuse me, and I will ask you again, are you willing to take my inheritance and worship me as a teacher. Before Qingchen could speak, the white-clothed Taoist body trembled slightly, and a momentum of annihilation erupted, and the sky was silent, pressing towards Qingchen, and continued to speak: "You have to think clearly, once you refuse, you will face the end of being destroyed." ”

The Twelve Grades of Creation Qinglian Dao Dao was filled with light, and the aura shrouded the Qingchen Divine Soul incarnation on the lotus platform, but what Qingchen didn't expect was that the momentum ignored Qinglian's amazing defense, easily penetrated the light of the lotus platform, and pressed straight down, wanting to make Qingchen bow his head and bow down.

His legs trembled, Qingchen's eyes showed a look of struggle, feeling as small as a fallen leaf, dancing wildly with the sudden wind and sand between heaven and earth, heaven and earth were slaughtered, endless gloom and congestion, Qingchen swayed, and there was a danger of falling into mud at any time.

"Drink!"

Qingchen shouted, his face turned red, his muscles were knotted, his muscles were violent, and a sharp momentum rushed straight up, and the true intention of the sword was added, like a giant sword that rushed straight into the sky, and the sea of divine souls shook. Qingchen gritted his teeth and insisted on the invasion of this violent wind and waves, as if it was endless, devastated, and like a rooted wormwood, regardless of the wind and waves, staggering, but firmly grasping the roots, going deep into the soil, surviving tenaciously, never giving up.

Time passed bit by bit, Qingchen didn't know how long it was, it felt like a moment and it felt very long, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, like wandering in a long dark river, never seeing the edge.

Until one day, a little light appeared in front of him, as if the sun star cut through the dark sky, scattering thousands of golden light, the bright light cut through the dark river, the sword intent of the Tao was bright and thorough, swaying the sky, full of the long river, if the stars were bright, a galaxy in the sky, the sword intent was up and down.

The moment that bright light appeared, Qingchen fell into a deep comprehension, and never felt that the sword path in front of him was so clear, the wisps of sword path patterns were clearly depicted, and the sword path was analyzed, decomposed, disassembled, and absorbed. It's as if a shriveled sponge falls into the water, greedily absorbing everything.

"Oh!

A clear and soft voice sounded faintly in my ears, but it hit the bottom of my heart. Qingchen woke up from the enlightenment, the sword intent all over his body was pervasive, the way of the sword was manifested, and he slowly collected the merits, Qingchen left the shrouded range of Qinglian, and slowly bowed to the white-clothed Taoist in the sky, full of gratitude, and his tone was sincere, "Qingchen thanks to his predecessors for the grace of the Dao." ”

"Hehe! Xiaoyou really didn't disappoint me, I really didn't read it wrong, but you really think that I am such a powerful and oppressive person, I am just looking for a person to inherit, and I live up to my sword, and the rest of the things are very few, so what does it matter if I don't worship the teacher. ”

The white-clothed Taoist was full of appreciation, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he continued to Qingchen: "What's more, the origin of Xiaoyou's teacher is not under me, so why do such things that offend him, now that I have passed down my sword path, I can also rest assured to do that thing, if everything goes well, I hope you and I will meet one day, I will go!"

"Dare to ask what the name of the predecessor is?" Qingchen saw that the figure of the white-clothed Daoist gradually disappeared, and the sword intent that permeated the sea of divine souls also dispersed, and hurriedly asked to the sky.

"As soon as the chaos opens, I am the first, a cold light shines for nine days, who is the master of Qiankun creation, the sword of silence Hongmeng is the first, the starlight of the three wildernesses and six realms falls, and the destruction of a lifetime of ten thousand catastrophes.

I am the Qinghua Sword Venerable, you are the innate god water transformation, the water master is alive, and you can understand part of the water sword, and you can participate in the creation of the sword path when the water sword path is complete. My Qinghua Annihilation Sword Dao and Creation Sword Dao are quite mutually reinforcing, which is quite beneficial to your future kendo practice, I hope you will be able to understand yourself, remember..."

The figure of the white-clothed Taoist gradually disappeared, and his voice became more and more ethereal, and finally completely turned into a little spiritual light and disappeared.

Qingchen opened his eyes, looked at the three innate divine patterns permeated by the Dao in the Heavenly Spirit Palace in front of him, looked around, secretly observed, and looked at the surrounding monks who fell into an epiphany but quickly woke up, his eyes were full of puzzlement and curiosity.

Although he didn't know much about this opportunity, or even only himself, Qingchen still wanted to know if there was a person who was inherited like himself? Why did Qinghua Sword Venerable hide the inheritance in the Heavenly Spirit Palace? And why did he have countless sword powers for tens of millions of years, but when he arrived, he triggered the inheritance, was this a coincidence or a long-planned calculation? What exactly did Qinghua Sword Venerable want to do, and he actually revealed a sense of determination, he had to find a good successor in advance? What kind of relationship did he have with his master, Taishi Daoist? What are the Three Desolations and Six Realms...

For a while, Qingchen felt that there were countless mysteries intertwined with each other, waiting for him to unravel, and the first mystery that he had been thinking about for a long time about why there were so many characters outside the legend in the desolate world, and why it did not match the legend, he had not yet solved the mystery, and many mysteries came with the schedule, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly arose from Qingchen's heart.