Having seen the ugliness of the two demi-immortals Xuan Yue and Chi Ling, their obsession with becoming immortals and their madness for transcendence, Gu Wen was able to dispel the charm of spiritual practice.

These people are all vulgar people, even more vulgar than ordinary people in the market.

Now Wen Renwu's magnanimity surprised him. How could he, a true king, be more free and easy than a half-immortal?

Gu Wen smiled and said: "The general really has the demeanor of a monk. I wonder if the monks from outside the world are like you?"

"Are you really a mortal who has become an immortal?"

Wen Renwu's bloodshot eyes brightened slightly. After receiving Gu Wen's nod of confirmation, he laughed and said: "There are both good and evil among monks, those who love profit, those who are aggressive, those who are greedy for life and fear of death. There are hundreds of millions of miles away in the sky.

In heaven and earth, you can see all kinds of people, monks have no grace, they are all mortals."

"But if you want to be brave and not afraid of the dead, go to the border. There are many villains there, but there are few who are afraid of the dead!"

“Where is the frontier?”

"Eight thousand miles to the west, you can see the canopy of trees and trees, which is the frontier."

"I will go to see the frontier in the future."

The two collided again. Wen Renwu slightly lowered his Xia Zhan sword and said: "There is a demon slaying feast on the border. It is held every hundred years. Demon hunters are paired with cooks to cook demons to honor their ancestors. The top ten will be rewarded with elixirs, and the top five will be rewarded with elixirs.

The leader will be rewarded with spiritual treasures, and the leader will be given a title."

"A mere false name, is it worth a spiritual treasure?"

when!

Gu Wen changed his moves and used the Hundred-Zhang Xia-Zhan Sword to throw away Wen Renwu.

The sword step is driven by the true meaning of the sword, and the spiritual thought turns into thousands of spiritual swords.

Like feathers, more like rain, the spiritual swords fell all over the sky.

Wen Renwu's legs were galloping like a war horse, avoiding the spirit sword and making holes in the ground as he moved.

He danced his heavy halberd, his energy and blood were like an ox's, and his breath was like a tiger's.

"This is the place where a certain person grew up. Everything is false, only the name is higher! If you want to talk about demeanor, I think that the Holy Land of the Dao Sect is cold and cold, the caves of the Demon Sect are unpredictable, and the Buddha Sect is majestic and sacred, but they are not half as good as my frontier man!"

A halberd swung across the sky like the setting sun, and the blood-red murderous aura penetrated the sword rain.

Wen Renwu reached the sky in one step and came to Gu Wen in an instant. The muscles of his arms bulged and he lifted his halberd high.

"You are no longer as manly as you were before. Take your broken sword and throw it at me!"

boom!

Gu Wen's body was suddenly hammered to the ground, the ground shook slightly, and the dust in the sky was like a huge wave, rising more than ten meters. Wen Renwu took advantage of the victory to pursue, dived downwards, and used the power of the killing path to suppress the dust that had just been raised.

when!

There was a sound of weapons clashing, the air waves dispersed the dust, and the figures of the two men were revealed.

The three-foot-long golden man grasps the heavy halberd, his body is shaped like a gilded sun, and the red dragon transformed by the law of killing is hovering above his body and shoulders.

"Golden Light Spell?"

Wen Renwu looked a little surprised. He naturally recognized Jin Ren, who was known as the best fighting power in the world, but he didn't expect Gu Wen to actually master it.

His Yuqing Daoji is already a human immortal method, but the golden elixir still has nine turns?

"General, how do you count yourself as a man?"

Through the golden light spell, Gu Wen's voice became grand and imbued with inhuman divinity.

Wen Renwu grinned and said bluntly: "Of course he is a long soldier, what kind of husband can he be with such a soft thing?"

These words could make Xiao Yunyi chop off his head and make sword cultivators all over the world swing their swords in anger.

The dispute between sword cultivators and other martial arts became even more serious after they climbed to the top of Zhejian Mountain.

There is no first in literature and no second in military power. Everyone wants to be first and be the leader.

"Then today, I will use this soft thing to teach the general about his power!"

The Xia-Zhan sword in Gu Wen's hand turned into a nine-foot-long giant blade, and when he swung out the sword, it seemed to be able to push the mountain across, and knocked Wen Renwu away.

Tao soldiers can be big or small, and Zhan Xia can reach up to nine feet.

——

Far away, outside the battlefield.

Yu Hua held a wisp of light yellow divine thoughts in his hand. The divine thoughts of Daojun and Emperor were gently rubbed by his jade fingers, becoming more and more slender.

A supreme Heavenly Lord, a Taoist Emperor with half-immortal strength, has no room for resistance in the hands of the Heavenly Lady.

The rest of the people were all shocked. Jun Yan and others were not ordinary people, but they were no different from ordinary people in the face of the power of the immortal.

Now that I see how weak Emperor Daojun is, I have some comparisons and can get a glimpse of the leopard.

A person as powerful as the Taoist Emperor is an ant in front of an immortal, a half-immortal is only a half-immortal, and his possessions are not as good as those of an immortal. To a giant, there is essentially no difference between a mayfly and an ant.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and the beauty of the goddess has not diminished at all."

When Emperor Daojun's voice came out, Yu Hua just glanced at it with his peripheral vision, continued to watch the fighting below, and said calmly: "You are old and about to die. Put the half-immortal longevity essence into the furnace, and the longevity pill has not been refined.

Achievement is dying.”

This old man is of the same generation as the two master uncles in the sect. He is no more than 3,500 years old. He has Taoist cultivation and his lifespan can reach more than 8,000 years.

But when Yu Hua saw his old face for the first time, he knew that this old guy was completely crazy. He threw all his life span into the alchemy furnace. Now he only has a few decades left, or even more.

few.

If there had been a remedy in the past, there might have been people who lived to be a thousand years old in ten years.

But under the longevity tribulation, human life is not as good as natural longevity. All methods of burning longevity are only at the expense of natural longevity. In the final analysis, human life is only things that can be restored, such as qi, blood, health, five qi, etc.

"You are going to die. You could have been the human emperor, but it's a pity that you gave up."

"Death early and late is one death. If you don't become an immortal, living for tens of thousands of years is also an illusion. The position of human emperor is also an illusion. Unless you become an immortal, they are all common things."

Emperor Daojun was indifferent, as if he didn't care about longevity.

"If I talk about regrets, I only regret that I didn't see this rough jade in the first place, and I suffered from the thought of blood relatives, hoping to cultivate a mediocre person."

Yu Hua turned to look at his fingertips, and let out a disdainful chuckle, saying, "Do you call this regret? You just realized that you will be surpassed by Gu Wen in the future, and this future will not last long."

"This is the fate of becoming an immortal. I can avoid it, but I naturally regret not avoiding it."

"Do you think Gu Wen came into being in response to the catastrophe?"

"No, you are."

Emperor Daojun's words were somewhat unexpected. He continued: "You were born at the right time. The luck of the human race allowed you to inherit Qingcang Daoji. This is not your luck, but Qingcang's luck. You are destined by fate. Girl, you should be working hard for the great prosperity of the human race wholeheartedly, but you are looking after Gu Wen, who is still an ordinary person."

"Times make heroes. If it hadn't been for your unexpected move, he might have become my son's nourishment."

If Yu Hua had followed the original plan, with the combined efforts of Dao Zong and Da Qian, there would not have been too many troubles. However, Gu Wen happened to appear, and Yu Hua fell out with all the forces, and finally walked out of an underground place. Top of the list.

Gu Wen was very talented, but without Yu Hua, he would have been just a domestic slave in the end.

"So you can't be on the Heavenly Ranking, Zhao Sanming."

Yu Hua heard the implication behind the other person's words, and his clear eyes showed even more disdain, and even a trace of pity.

"If it is as you said, it is not my luck that I can control the master's power, but the master's luck. Then I find that Gu Wen is not his luck, but my luck. You have absolutely nothing to do with the contemporary earth rankings. Known."

The city lord of the two realms has countless Yuanhui existences in the world, and he also wants to be named for Gu Wen's rise to the top. However, Emperor Daojun feels that Gu Wen has no one himself, and will only become Zhao Feng's nourishment in the end.

How ridiculous, how sad.

Back then, Gu Wenzhi's life had been squeezed to the extreme, and the Zhao family didn't pay much attention to him. With his loach-like nature, he would definitely be able to run away if he wanted to.

Yu Hua can be sure that even without him, Gu Wen will still rise. He will just experience more hardships, just like the saying, "Heaven gives great responsibility to this person."

His character will not be deterred by a little tempering.

"It's an honor for you, Zhao Sanming, with a mediocre talent like you to be in the same place as the two of us. Let's wait and see."

In the distance, a heavenly sword crushed the clouds, and a giant blade fell from the sky like a mountain.

Gu Wen's figure was like a light feather floating in the sky. The index and middle fingers of his left hand came together to form sword fingers, and he gently placed them three inches in front of his thin lips and the tip of his nose. His smile was like a flying flower.

"General, I am already invincible across three realms. If you keep pressing me any longer, you will die."

"Hahahahaha! Don't insult me. Today, I will compete with you."

Wen Renwu's fists were constantly leaking blood, and he looked up at Gu Wen in mid-air, the holy body of the Nine-turn Golden Pill, the true solution to the swordsmanship of heaven and earth, and the foundation of human immortality.

There is no fear in his eyes anymore, he wipes away the blood from his nose, and the golden man of Baizhang Bingdao stands in the world.

"When he reaches the top of heaven and earth, he should also remember how powerful he is today."

Boom!

The heavenly sword slowly dropped, the soldiers stood up with their swords raised, and the earth began to crack.

Just for a moment, Wen Renwu's whole body crackled, his muscles broke, his meridians burst, and every inch of his muscles trembled.

Using ordinary methods to challenge the three major methods of becoming an immortal, the power of the Heavenly Sword is definitely not something that the eight or five Taoists can compete with.
To be continued...