Deep in the heart of origin, there are endless strange scenery.
There is the endless river of time, and there is the dead place of the Gobi Desert, but there are also places that are very suitable for life.
In a sunny place, the sky is clear and the wind is gentle, but the strange thing is that there is heavy snow like goose feathers floating all over the sky. The sun and heavy snow fall at the same time. This scene is really weird.
The scorching sun and falling snow seemed to be perfectly integrated into one body by some kind of power, displayed in this world.
Suddenly, the snowflakes seemed to be attracted, spinning rapidly, connecting the earth and the sky, like a blue dragon sucking water and exhaling, with waves surging and surging.
After an unknown amount of time, the snowflakes in the sky dispersed, and a man in black walked out of the snow, shook the snow off his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother Yunlan, it's almost time, can we meet you soon?" "As he said that, he cupped his hands towards the sky.
"Hahaha, the boy from the Qiongqi clan is like this every time, don't you get tired of it? You are a strong man in the imperial realm, so your style is a bit low!" The voice shook the void, and when it fell, the whole space followed. With a tremor, the falling snow scattered in all directions. Immediately afterwards, a man in gray clothes walked slowly with a stick of mustard in his mouth and a sword box on his back.
With every step he took, the sword intent in his body became stronger.
Like a ten-thousand-foot-long sword, even if you die, you won't retreat.
Sword energy was flowing all around his body. Even if he didn't do it deliberately, the emperor would definitely die if he touched it.
Of course, spiritual beasts with small worlds like Dahuang and Xiaohong are exceptions.
Luoyang didn't feel angry at all when he heard this. His black clothes moved with the wind and he said seriously: "I haven't seen you for a thousand years. I didn't expect that Brother Yun's Sword of Unretreat has reached this point. I'm afraid it's not far away from the mastery of swordsmanship." ”
The man in gray clothes named Yun Lan lifted the shoulder strap, and the sword box moved up two inches, and replied: "It can't be so easy. The law of the sword is elusive and hard to find, and one careless move will make it drift away. , Although there has been progress, there is still a long way to go before we can reach the point of swordsmanship." Although his voice was soft and his face was casual, it was like the rising sun in the whole world, and every tiny movement was extremely dazzling. The creation of the world.
Luoyang didn't answer and turned to look at the location of the witchcraft department.
After a long silence, he said softly: "The ten thousand-year seal of my Qiongqi clan will be completely dissipated in only a few decades. By then, the strong men of our clan will break through the seal, and the entire world will not be in our clan's bag yet. "
Yun Lan listened to this, shook his head, and said mockingly: "I have traveled across the world for hundreds of years. Outside the heart of origin, the strength of the dragon and phoenix clans has been cultivated for thousands of years. It is terrifying and inexplicable. If the two clans eliminate their hatred, they will be united. Externally, it would be extremely difficult for the Qiongqi clan to win alone. Moreover, the Qiongqi clan also had a destiny oath sworn to the ancient witch clan. As long as this oath existed, the Qiongqi clan would not dare to do whatever they wanted. "He moved his sleeves, and his words hit home.
Luoyang's face darkened and he said seriously: "That's why I asked Brother Yun Lan to come and talk."
Yun Lan said softly "Oh" and motioned with her eyes for him to continue.
Luoyang collected his words, looked extremely solemn, and said: "A few days ago, I led the strong men of my clan to see the Lord of the Witch Tribe, hoping to cancel my oath of fate."
"As a result, the Lord of the Witch Tribe refuses to see you?" Yun Lan made a last-ditch attack.
"Yeah, I didn't expect Brother Yun to be so well-informed." As he said that, he glanced at Yun Lan, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
"Hmph, you can guess it just by guessing. When the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan were fighting for hegemony, only Qiongqi and Jinwu escaped. Moreover, they collected the essence and blood of all races to nourish themselves. Although they were sealed by the ancient witch in the end, I have received unspeakable benefits. Now, as a descendant of the ancient witch, how can I be willing to associate with you? If it were the ancient witch who was the God of War in ancient times, I am afraid that the Qiongqi clan would not even dare to get involved, right?" This is very straightforward. , but Luoyang still stood there with a smile on his face. At this point, no one is weak in Qi-nurturing skills, and can keep his emotions and anger indistinct.
"As expected of Brother Yun, your analysis is spot on." Luoyang praised.
Yun Lan snorted coldly and said softly: "After talking so much, you still haven't made it clear why you came to me?"
"Disguised as Ou Yangming, sneaked into the witch club, and destroyed its protective formation."
A fierce look flashed in Luoyang's eyes. They had not planned to meet the clan leader when they went to the witchcraft department before. They just wanted to alert others and look for opportunities and loopholes. So far, he has found it. As soon as the witchcraft formation is broken, he will invite strong men from all sides to fight in. Once the witchcraft tribe is destroyed, the shackles in the soul will disappear. As long as they wait for a few more decades and the powerful Qiongqi clan breaks through the seal, the Qiongqi clan will have a place in the world. Even if they compete for control of the entire world, it is not a bad idea.
Decades are just a matter of time for a powerful person in the imperial realm to enter samadhi.
"Who is this person?" Yun Lan raised the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.
"I don't know, but I heard it is very important to the Wu clan." Luoyang replied.
"What are the benefits?" Yun Lan got straight to the point and stared at Luoyang with burning eyes. He didn't ask such stupid questions as why he pretended to be this person. What he cared about was how much benefit he could get in the end.
"It's so refreshing to talk to Brother Yun." Luoyang was not surprised at all.
While the sound echoed in all directions, he lowered his right arm and lightly pressed the space bag with his middle finger. Suddenly, a burst of soft white light came out from his hand, covering everything within ten feet around him. Waiting for the soft white light to dissipate, he There was already an old wooden box in his hand, and a distant aura swayed with it.
"Three Canons of Kendo, this is the first scroll. After the work is completed, the middle scroll and the second scroll will be presented with both hands." As he said that, Luoyang rolled up his sleeves, and his tyrannical spiritual power burst out. After the wooden box shook slightly, it turned into A stream of colorful light was caught in Yun Lan's hand.
Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief.
Yun Lan rubbed the wooden box with her fingers and whispered: "What should I do?"
"It's very simple, just destroy the formation." Luoyang said.
"Okay!" He nodded heavily. The Three Codes of Swordsmanship were already worth risking his life for. Moreover, in his eyes, the task is not difficult. He received news that before looking for this person, Juxie used a hundred years of life as a sacrifice to figure out this name. In this way, this matter makes sense. The Qiongqi clan was exerting pressure from outside. Unable to withstand the pressure, the witch tribe's father opened a divination to seek a way to break the situation. As a result, he figured out the name Ouyang Ming, and this was the scene before him.
"Witch Club, hum, that's all. Entering the game so easily, the overlord in ancient times has fallen." He sighed inwardly.
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"Come on, Senior Ou, the Witch Club is in front of us." An old woman chuckled and raised her hand to lead him forward.
Following the old woman's gaze, she saw a man in white with light clothes and a handsome face. Just one look at him gave people an infinite favorable impression. Especially behind him, he carried a blue sword box. The green light flashed faintly, with an indescribable sharpness, as if it could open the sky with one sword, dictating for eternity, and was stained with indescribable divine power. This person is Yun Lan. I made a mistake. He is "Ouyang Ming" at this time.
"Trouble!" The man replied with a smile, and he was thorough and flawless.
The old woman sighed inwardly, no wonder the clan guild personally ordered the search for Senior Ou, he turned out to be such a strong man. In her perception, Yun Lan's aura was as deep as the sea, with no limit.
Even if he encounters a monster in the realm of emperor, he will scare him away with his eyes and win without a fight.
After walking for dozens of miles, a leisurely tribe appeared in their eyes.
At this moment, a frightening feeling appeared in Yun Lan's mind, as if if he took another step forward, his life and death would disappear. This feeling came very suddenly, and he screamed strangely, a white mist wrapped around his feet, and his whole body turned into a long sword and swept backwards. But as soon as the light disappeared, an old voice rang out: "Now that you're here, why don't you have a drink before leaving?"
Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures, an old man and a young man, shrank into inches and squeezed into Yun Lan's line of sight.
Yun Lan's face was extremely solemn and she said bitterly: "Master Wu Tribe?" She had scolded Luoyang countless times in her heart, and she was just short of scolding her mother. At this time, he knew very well that Luoyang had been fooled. This was basically catching a turtle in a urn, waiting for you to take the bait. He even had a premonition that all this was caused by jealousy, and even the divination was a fictitious existence.
He didn't know that Jealousy was just following a trick.
"It's me!" Jealousy nodded slightly.
Then he looked at Ouyang Ming and whispered: "My little friend, a battle with the emperor is a rare opportunity. I'm watching from the side, so nothing will happen."
Ouyang Ming's heart trembled, and he understood in his heart that this was a test for the Lord of the Witch Tribe, and nodded vigorously.
Moreover, after entering the world, he has not fought with a real sword cultivator, and he also wants to know who is stronger and weaker when the sword cultivator, who is said to have the strongest offensive power, encounters him.
Just at this moment, Dahuang and Xiaohong also caught up from behind.
"Kill!" Ouyang Ming roared softly, moving quickly, and his figure rushed forward like a ghost. The center of gravity is sinking and falling, swaying in the body like mercury, making it difficult to figure out. The momentum of the body is not released, but the energy has been entangled in front of the body. Instead of seeking victory, worry about defeat first.
Jealousy nodded secretly and thought to himself, he is neither humble nor arrogant, he is resolute in his thoughts, and he can challenge the emperor with his venerable cultivation. This alone makes many emperors unable to catch up. What kind of person is he? Senior brother, what exactly did you see in the hexagram
"This... venerable master actually dares to take the initiative to attack and kill an emperor. I... am I dreaming?" A middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"This is not the most important thing. Moreover, his opponent is a sword cultivator, the most powerful being in the Imperial Realm. This is really crazy." Another Wu Clan member replied.
Of course, the most shocked person was the old woman who came back with Yun Lan.
She just felt like the whole world had collapsed, and she thought to herself, this... what on earth is going on? She didn't want to believe that the senior she brought back was actually a fake. Of course, the most important thing is that this ant in the realm of the Venerable dares to provoke this person. You know, along the way, she has seen how sharp the sword in his box is. It can even be said that everything in the sky and the earth can be broken. .
(End of chapter)