In the sea of time and space, the time and space dragon in charge of the reincarnation of fate is furious and restless, and its extremely violent and cruel aura even affects some life forms on the other side of the starry sky.
Some ancient beings that had been dormant for a long time woke up one after another and angrily shouted in surprise:
"What happened? Who provoked the dragon of time and space? This is an ancient taboo?"
"Who wants to escape fate? It's incredible!"
"No wonder you are so angry and upset!"
"There are many variables. Everyone, we better wake up, otherwise we may encounter a catastrophe for no reason!"
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The mountains grow like a forest of swords and lurk like dragons. This is the forest of ancient swords. It is said that in ancient times, a heaven-defying war broke out here about sword cultivators. Countless heroes died in this fierce battle.
There was a violent rain of blood in the sky, and the sharp sword intent shot straight into the sky, as if going crazy.
The Ten Thousand Zhang Sword Mountain is bottomless, very dangerous and unattainable.
On the top of the extremely high mountain, the cold wind roared, and the violent sword intent was like a dragon, blowing on people's faces, like a knife cutting the face.
This place is out of reach and full of dangers, yet there are people there.
It was a dilapidated thatched cottage, but it seemed to reveal the mysteries of the starry sky.
It's really unimaginable.
Who would live in a place like this?
He was an old man with a dusty face and frosty temples. He was dusty from all the travels. He was dressed in cloth, and his steps were misty. He had a sense of being out of the world, and he had a fairy-like demeanor. He was not like a mortal at all.
His eyes were majestic, as if they were filled with intense lightning, and every move he made was filled with violent murderous intent, as if he was descending from heaven with majesty.
An ancient broken sword surrounded him, looking happy and excited, and the sword light was as clear as water.
Beside him, sat a little girl in gray robe.
The little girl looked gloomy. She was wearing a dusty Taoist skirt, with long hair that reached her ankles. She was petite and exquisite, with a round and exquisite jade pendant hanging on her chest. She looked quaint and indifferent, with a strong sense of concentration.
The ancient meaning, those eyes reflect a starry sky.
"Master, have you been staring at the starry sky? What on earth are you looking at?"
The dusty old man had a worried look on his face, and there seemed to be a great terror emerging behind him, something vaguely strange and ominous.
When the old man opens his mouth, it is as if he is holding heavenly law in his mouth.
This is an old hermit, whose strength is extremely terrifying. He is staring at the starry sky, where the avenues are crumbling and destroyed.
"Child, this world is too big, and there are many people with bad intentions. The legendary starry sky of origin, where the gods used to be, may be called the origin. Now there are some things that are beyond my control. Hey, Mrs. Lu
It’s far away, it’s really difficult to be the Heavenly Dao of an ancient world.”
The old man pinched his fingers and tore open a terrifying space crack. From there, you could see a strange scene. Thousands of red dragons as red as blood were coiled around a golden bell. The bell had ancient meanings.
Dark, some black vines are entangled, revealing a touch of ancient Taoist charm, like twisted snakes, like pieces of bloody glass and jade.
The girl in gray robe was surprised. Originally, the world she saw in her eyes was...
"That is the underworld of death, the place of reincarnation, but now it is invaded by evil spirits. This is because someone wants to break the taboo!"
"Everything has been done to avoid evil, but now it is going to perish forever. This is so sad!"
The old man sighed, stretched out his finger, isolated the thousands of stars, and touched it gently.
I saw that the great road collapsed, and countless ancient runes appeared in their original form, constantly flashing, suppressing eternity. And in that far away river of the underworld, countless bones and corpses were buried there, but now they were burned by the red dragon.
Thousands of souls will never be reincarnated for eternity, causing great terror and annihilation.
The old man's sky-covering hands cut off the void, as if passing through a black mist, and directly crushed those crazy red divine dragons one by one. The god looked at the dragon in his palm, arrogant and boundless, and the avenue collapsed.
Countless dragon balls are transformed. This is the dragon ball of the dragon. It contains hundreds of thousands of years of Taoism. It contains the principles of the great truth, the insights of true immortals, and the fragments of laws. They are very precious and can make a mortal become an unrivaled peerless master.
, too.
"The strange origin is invading the three thousand worlds, and the underworld is almost lost. This is really abominable!" the old man yelled, losing his peerless grace.
Because this is so shocking.
As powerful as the underworld, it has been lost without anyone noticing. So once the weird evil energy invades the lower world, who knows? Is it necessary to allow such a source of disaster to continue to grow?
And the choice is already clear!
Like an old man covering the sky, he let go of his sword and tore open the sky. The sword light was like a dragon and lightning, with a violent aura and an incomparably powerful momentum, destroying all the ancient roads, immortal and immortal.
Beyond the sky.
A pair of huge, indifferent, gray, cold, dead pupils, like the gaze of a strange source, with terrifying black blood flowing in them.
In this ancient realm, the place where endless ancient creatures sleep, these are the most powerful life forms in the world. Each of them has surging energy and blood and is as strong as a dragon. Among them, there are many people who can defy the heavens. But now they are going to...
Under the gaze of those eyes, he struggled to support himself.
For those who are a little unsteady in will, their body will immediately collapse and disintegrate, their eyes will be bloodshot, like a demon, and dense black and red blood vessels will appear on both sides of the eye sockets, which is as scary as a demon.
That is something that cannot be looked at directly!
"Sword Master, what are you doing? Are you trying to destroy the ancient world?" Youzhetian Human Emperor was shocked and angry, as if he didn't understand.
But whoever has the bigger fist is the right one.
Ten human emperors cannot defeat the ancient sword master.
This old guy's lifespan is almost endless. He once fought hand in hand with the ancient gods and saw the rise of geniuses one after another. In his eyes, no matter how awesome you are, you are nothing in front of him.
The younger generations who grew up wearing crotchless pants are all children.
The old sword master is the predecessor of all outstanding men.
Everything he does is to allow the ancient realm to continue.
No one dares to refute this!
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"Kid, watch this. I will only teach you this sword. When I get old and can no longer hold the sword, I will leave it to you to protect this starry sky." The old sword master coughed violently, his pupils glaring.
A touch of desolation and sadness.
As powerful as he is, he will grow old, be corroded by disasters and strange substances, and suffer very much. The sword master cannot live forever, and will fall like a god.
It would be too sad to see such a long-lasting road.
The ancient sword pill behind the old man flew out with hundreds of thousands of swords in various shapes, as if they were... the emperor of swords!
The little girl wearing a gray robe, pink makeup, and a delicate and cute face nodded with a solemn face.
"Go to the lower realm to find someone. That person controls the ancient road. He has escaped the gaze of heaven. Even the weird origin cannot hurt him." The old man said extremely weakly.
It was like a teacher, at the last moment, telling his students the truth of the world. His voice was so slight, so small, and conveyed an ancient meaning.
Because, the teacher's kindness is grand!
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The ancient sword is as ferocious as a dragon.
The electric light, like thousands of divine dragons, was directly inserted into the body of the strange origin.
Rub rub!
Countless runes of terrifying silence flashed and disappeared, as if carrying an ancient curse!
The avenue collapsed, and blood rain fell from all realms, wailing for a certain powerful person.
The old sword master died.
The last sword holder in this starry sky, the last one, died.
Poor, sad, deplorable.
He once walked the loneliest road in ancient times. No one knew where his previous limit was. They only knew that he was powerful and mysterious, immortal, and more invincible than gods. But now, because of the birth of his strange origin, his body and soul have disappeared.
This is undoubtedly a huge blow.
The road ahead is blocked, and countless heroes cannot see the way forward clearly!
"If he is dead, who else can light the way forward for us? The strange origin has invaded the three thousand worlds, and the underworld has been lost. Do you want to fight to the death?"
The voice of an ancient creature sounded.
In the deepest part of the starry sky, a colorful flower petal swayed and danced, as if with a smile, as if it was saying goodbye to the deceased.
"Have you also passed away? Is it really going to end? Is this your choice to leave everything to that mysterious little girl? Can she really go to the end of the ancient road for you? Sword Master,
I believe in you, so let me buy you some time. You once illuminated the ancient times, so let me shine the light of the ancient times further. This is the final burning. I hope that we
Old guy, you can do it!"
This magical flower suddenly bloomed ferociously.
Endless petals fly to the top of the starry sky, covering the sky and the sun,
Countless heroes are weeping, as powerful as Taoist ancestors,
The road ahead is too dark to see clearly, but one after another, the ancient saints of the human race are burning themselves and illuminating others.
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Under the stars.
The old man leaned on the ancient sword slantingly, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was falling into a deep sleep.
Almost all the breath on his body disappeared.
That peerless sword master, that old man who walked with the gods, thrust out that extremely youthful, extremely dazzling sword towards the strange source, it was unparalleled!
In the end, he died and disappeared.
A sacred flower blocks out the sky and the sun, like an ancient artifact from the mythical age, illuminating the road.
The little girl in gray robe had firm eyes. She walked all the way, guided by an ancient soul lamp, walking slowly but firmly.
Everyone, although the road is long, you will get there if you go!
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Prehistoric.
Li Tu looked up at the sky, the light in his eyes flashed away, and he was panicked.
He seemed to have seen the death of a person, which made people sad and cry, but he clearly didn't know that person!
Why do you feel sudden sadness?
It seems like I have lost an important person.
But Li Tu discovered vigilantly that his path seemed to be clearer, as if he could see through everything, and he had long escaped attention.
Those people who are destined to meet again are meeting again!