The long roar of the dark golden sword energy arouses the vitality of heaven and earth, transforms the momentum of the wind and clouds, traverses all directions, is extremely domineering, condenses the essence and spirit in one place, and bursts out the most powerful power.
Ziwu Zhengang's colorful body protection, Ren Bing's extraordinary sword skills, Tai Chi's infinite yin and yang, all things fluctuate according to the heart, and the jade skills are mixed in, sensing everything about the opponent's offensive power, and can't help but give a more domineering counterattack.
"Disperse!"
Fire erupted in the water, everything rippled, and the dark black sword energy enveloped a hundred feet in radius. Mixed with strange power, it resonated with the spirit as one, touching the rhythm of heaven and earth on the opponent again, and dark golden energy quietly poured into his body.
puff!
In the blink of an eye, the colorful mysterious light between heaven and earth disappeared, the long dark golden dragon suddenly collapsed for some unknown reason, and a man in black clothes and silver hair fell heavily from the void to the earth.
Holding the sword in one hand and staring at it, traces of dark golden light spread all over his body, and traces of the power of the Yin and Yang Dao Seal sealed and stimulated, stimulating hundreds of veins in the body. There were also wisps of dark black energy crisscrossing the body, making his mind unstable.
All kinds of power collided in the body, and severe pain flowed out of the body. He looked at the person walking towards him quietly with a cold and arrogant expression.
"Guigu disciple, nothing more than that."
With Cheng Ying in hand, not knowing what happened to the other party, the strength that could have been used to fight him suddenly collapsed.
But... those things have nothing to do with him. Today, Haotian allowed him to meet the other party, which shows that Haotian is testing him. Killing a powerful Guigu disciple is enough to revive Yang Zhu's reputation.
"Oh, you still want to resist?"
Holding the sword and approaching, he watched Guigu Weizhuang stand up again. The chaotic vitality on his body was slightly restrained, but it didn't have much effect. It seemed like there was some kind of restriction on the opponent's body.
A dark black light flashed under his feet and disappeared on the spot. The sword light was invisible. The next moment, another black figure flew out from the spot and landed dozens of feet away.
It fell on the stairs of Zhanghua Terrace in the distance, rolled down, and stood up with its sword stationary.
puff!
Bearing the opponent's gravity again, Wei Zhuang's internal organs were shaken, and strands of blood flowed from his mouth, staining the flash in front of him, and his soft silver hair became messy.
Could it be that I am really going to die here today?
No!
impossible!
Sensing the little internal energy left in the body's Dantian, he forcibly operated the Xuan Gong, which consumed a lot of strength. For a while, the power of the sleeping curse seal was no longer apparent, but the dark black energy in the body could not be expelled.
"The yin and yang of heaven and earth, all things are one."
"Weizhuang, let me see how your Guigu heritage is?"
The mysterious light flickered, and Cang Xu's figure appeared on the side of Zhanghuatai. Looking at the approaching Wei Zhuang, he used his mysterious skills with his hands to communicate with the dark energy breath deep in the opponent's body. Everything fluctuated and became active easily.
With a wave of his hand, he struck out with a palm, firmly suppressing Wei Zhuang on the stairs, unable to move.
In the past, Xuan Qingzi said to himself that if he wanted to achieve great success in his jade planting skills, he would have to master the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought and understand all the principles. Only then would he be able to surpass the inheritance of Patriarch Yang Zhu.
If you encounter Guigu today, you will be favored by Haotian. If you can know the cultivation method of Guigu, you can learn another part from Gai Nie in the future and incorporate it into your own body, and you can achieve it by planting jade.
The dark black energy gathers and disperses invisible, immersed in the refreshing depths of Wei Zhuang. With Cang Can's urging, it goes straight into the depths of the mind, stimulating the deepest source of memory, hoping to get a glimpse of it.
"Yin Yang Ten Thousand Methods?"
"This is the sleeping curse seal of the Yin Yang family. It is one of the eight Yang Vein curses. No wonder your strength is very limited. With such a powerful Yin Yang curse seal... In the Yin Yang family, I am afraid that there are only Moon God and Dongjun.
There are two of us."
Yang Zhu's lineage was inherited not much later than the Taoist Tianzong, and the sect also recorded information about the Yin Yang family, especially the Yin Yang family's domineering and vicious Eight Curses of the Yin Meridian and the Eight Curses of the Yang Meridian.
With the exception of the Yin Yang Family itself, it was rumored that only the strong men of the Taoist Heavenly Sect could deal with the power of the curse seal. It was so powerful that I felt that I had no way to deal with it.
But... the sleeping curse seals the memory of Wei Village. If I don't break the sleeping curse seal, I'm afraid I won't be able to penetrate it.
The heart turns randomly, and wisps of dark black energy fall on the body of the Sleeping Curse Seal, trying to soak into it, melting the Sleeping Curse Seal, and the mysterious power circulates, Yin and Yang are endless.
Bang!
The next moment, Wei Zhuang, who was firmly suppressed on the steps of Zhanghua Terrace, looked extremely pale, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, which fell on the ground in front of him.
Even Cang Can herself was trembling with the dark black light.
"It's Concubine Dongjun Yan!"
Feeling the counter-shock power coming from the sleeping curse seal, Cang Chu's expression changed slightly, and there was a pure force of Yang in it. In the Yin Yang family, only Concubine Dongjun Yan was so powerful, and only Concubine Dongjun was so tyrannical.
A curse seal prevented him from doing anything.
"You are asking for death!"
Wei Zhuang's deep voice came out, and his whole body was firmly suppressed by the power of the opponent's palm print. Standing on the sword ladder, he felt the strangeness in his body. His own internal strength had no effect on the dark energy.
Feeling that the other party wanted to break the sleeping curse seal, he couldn't help but mocking words flowed on his bloodless face.
"The stronger you are, the greater the suppression power of the Sleeping Curse Seal will be."
"So I'm going to..."
Cang Xu raised her eyebrows, and after hearing Wei Zhuang's ignorant words, she snorted lightly, held the Sword of Bearing, and directly waved her hand, a stream of pure sword energy penetrated into the opponent's Dantian, causing her cultivation to disappear and her Yuan Power to spread.
Without Wei Zhuang's cultivation, I wonder if the power of the Sleeping Curse Seal would still be that strong?
puff!
The Dantian was destroyed, hundreds of pulses trembled, and the internal energy flowing throughout the body spread and melted between heaven and earth.
Cang Xu didn't talk nonsense with the other party. Her spiritual sense spread and she sensed the movement in the distance of the palace. The previous signals sent by the old family had already attracted many people, plus the next movement of the old family.
I'm afraid I won't be able to stay here in the palace, but that doesn't have much to do with me.
Run the Xuan Gong again, the power of the Jade Gong falls on the Sleeping Curse Seal, run it with all your strength, and a trace of dark black mysterious energy soaks into the Sleeping Curse Seal, trying to completely dissolve it.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The instinctive resistance of the Sleeping Curse Seal reappeared, but... just as Cang Chu expected, it was too small. It seems... as long as the resistance in Wei Zhuang's body is weak, the Sleeping Curse Seal will become weaker.
Strange textures swayed from the surface of Wei Zhuang's body. The power of the sleeping curse seal was shaken by the unstoppable vibration of Zhong Yu Gong. The power of the entire curse seal went from the initial rebound to the gradual wear and tear of the seal.
.
As his spiritual sense sensed, the texture of the impeccable cover seal on Wei Zhuang's body was no longer perfect. He struck with all his strength, and in an instant, the sleeping curse seal in Wei Zhuang's body was completely broken.
puff!
The power of the curse seal took root in the physical body, the curse seal was destroyed, and the physical body suffered heavy injuries again. Following the injury to the Dantian, the physical body also suffered more fatal trauma. The next moment, memories sealed in the depths of the mind surged.
Familiar pictures flowed out one after another, figures flashed through my mind, and things that I once felt were familiar seemed to have really happened before, as well as many familiar voices and places.
South Korea!
Xinzheng!
Zilanxuan!
Han Fei!
Purple girl!
…
Everything is completely surging in my mind, combined with the original memories, and unified.
At the same time, Cang Xu's dark black energy did not enter it. He ignored those extremely messy things and went straight into the inheritance of Guigu Zongheng, a set of swordsmanship, and the ups and downs of swordsmanship.
The spiritual sense surged, and all the things belonging to Wei Zhuang were absorbed and smelted.
"You...how could you die!"
In the back of his mind, memories that had disappeared for several years returned, and Wei Zhuang couldn't help but tremble all over. His black clothes and silver hair were fluttering in the wind. He once told himself that he would build a different Korea.
But he... died outside Xinzheng like that.
He actually didn't make a move to stop it.
Everything in the past has disappeared, Xinzheng was reduced to the city of Qin, and Korea was wiped out in Zhuxia.
I wonder where the ovary, the purple girl, and the red lotus are now?
But.
I might really die here today. I don't have any strength in my body, my internal energy is gone, my muscles and bones are injured, my veins are damaged, and my spiritual sense is damaged by the power of the curse seal.
The whole body is lacking in foundation!
Although he is not dead, he is not very different from being dead.
"Hahaha."
"This is Guigu's...horizontal swordsmanship. It's really good. It can control the world vertically and horizontally!"
Cang Quan looked up to the sky and laughed, the mystery of horizontal swordsmanship gushed out. Although he could only take a closer look, but... it is worthy of being the supreme swordsmanship passed down by Guigu secretly. In some ways, it is similar to that passed down by Yang Zhu.
Although some mysteries are not as good as the inheritance of our sect,... the way of Guigu is not the martial arts that makes it famous after all.
Now that the horizontal sword technique is mastered, there is no need for Wei Zhuang to stay.
Chengying waved, the sword light flickered, and with one strike...
Bang!
A huge and irresistible force fell on his chest, and the uncondensed sword light collapsed. The whole person instantly flew hundreds of feet from Zhang Hua's stage, and then landed heavily on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, before he could react, energy gathered and dispersed between heaven and earth, and another attack came.
Cang Cang was so frightened that she transformed into a dark black stream of light and disappeared directly.
puff!
The next moment, a Hunyuan black and white palm print fell in the void, blocking the way. The most powerful force fell on him, without any resistance, and fell on the square beside Zhanghua Terrace.
After two consecutive powerful attacks, the bright mysterious light on Cang Cu's body dissipated. Na Mo could not resist the strong man's palm force entering his body, and his body was already damaged.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he stood up with his sword in hand, and stared into the distance with his eyes.
There, on the stairs of Zhanghua Terrace, Wei Zhuang, whose life was completely gone, collapsed on him. At this moment, there were two figures beside him.
One has gray beard and hair, wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a somewhat thin appearance. A black and white Tai Chi mark appears in front of his body, and a gold inscription behind him - the character "Ghost" rises and falls. A mysterious light appears on the surface of his body, and he slowly withdraws one hand.
One, with white beard and hair, is old and rickety, wearing a robe of fire and phoenix flames, and holding a strange-shaped sword with an extremely long sword. He is held in his arms, with his hair tied up and crowned. There is also a mysterious light looming all over his body, and his eyes are scanning.