Cangling World

It is very difficult to comprehend one kind of Dao, let alone the second Dao.

For an ancient cultivation planet like Ziwei Emperor Star, the proportion of all the monks in the Great Dao state is less than one in 100,000,000.

Among the cultivators of the Great Dao Realm, more than 90% were stuck in the first peeping life realm.

Those who can become the cocoon realm are all high-ranking people in the realm of the Dao.

Right now, because of the death of the ancestor of the blood sword, Taiyi Jianshan not only dispatched three life-seeking realms, but even a distinguished Dao cocoon realm.

In the face of this lineup, there is no chance of escaping in the life-seeking realm.

Lin Luo opened his eyes, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

"Is there only such a person? You underestimate me too much."

These words made the corners of the mouths of everyone nearby twitch.

Those are the four Great Dao Realms, and there is also a Second Dao Cocoon Realm. In Lin Luo's eyes, this lineup is not enough?

Could it be that he has the trump card that he is not afraid of Dao Cocoon Realm?

Wang Yi thought of Xu Wushuang, whose whereabouts were unknown, and said in a low voice, "Little Master Uncle, could it be that Wushuang Sword King and his old man have returned?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, as a disciple of Xu Wushuang, Lin Luo was indeed his junior master and uncle in terms of seniority.

Because of this, Wang Yi felt very unbalanced in his heart when he thought of his daughter's transformation and became a grandmother, and even had the urge to cry.

"Master, he's not in Emperor Ziwei, if he's still there... the Taiyi Sword Mountain has already been uprooted." Lin Luo lowered his voice, and when he spoke, his voice became more indifferent, as if spit out a piece of frost.

"The ancient Wutong tree, your inheritor killed our ancestor of the blood sword in Taiyijian Mountain. You should know what will happen to you. If you are wise, I advise you to solve it immediately." A white giant sword appeared in the sky. An old figure with one finger down, said in an unquestionable tone.

The ancient phoenix tree that was as high as 1,000 meters trembled slightly, and said angrily: "Bingjie? It's just a joke, it's just you, it's not enough!"

Hearing this, the ancestor of the life-seeing realm was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he was about to scold, but his expression suddenly changed.

I saw a noble figure striding out above the gray giant sword.

This is a white-haired old man wearing a gray Taoist robe. He stands with his hands behind his back, with gray and white aura lingering around his body, each with different Taoist powers.

"This is Qiu Mingjian."

The emotionless voice of the white-haired old man came out, mixed with a wisp of Dao prestige, and resounded throughout the city in an instant.

Most people looked blank.

Anyone with a cultivation level above the heavens and the human beings will be shocked after a while.

Qiu Mingjian, that is the sword master of Taiyi Sword Mountain!

As the top power in Tiannan Continent, Taiyi Sword Mountain has no shortage of famous swords in the world.

Among them, there are seven well-known ones, all of which are the top grades among the treasures of the avenue.

According to legend, Qiu Mingjian was recognized by the "Yin-Yang Sword", one of the seven swords, and became one of the three contemporary sword masters in Taiyi Sword Mountain.

Possessing the Yin-Yang Sword, he overwhelmed his peers and was known as the number one person under the Heaven-Opening Realm.

The third level of the Great Dao Realm is the Open Heaven Realm, and those who reach this realm are all strong in the Dao Realm.

Today's Lord of Taiyi Sword Mountain is no more than Open Heaven.

Qiu Mingjian, who owns the Yin-Yang Sword, is comparable to the top sect masters.

Because of this, he is famous.

"It's over, Qiu Mingjian, one of the three sword masters, is in danger!" Wang Yi's face turned pale, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

In the case that the ancestor Wang Xun did not make a move, even if the other masters of the entire Wang family did their best, they would not be the enemy of Qiu Mingjian.

In Wang Yi's view, unless Xu Wushuang's real body comes, he will never be able to deal with today's situation.

"You are one of the three sword masters of Taiyi Sword Mountain, the one holding the Yin-Yang Sword?" Wutong Gushu had naturally heard Qiu Mingjian's name, and there was obvious surprise in his voice, but no fear.

"Yes, it is this seat."

Qiu Mingjian stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the gray giant sword under his feet, and said indifferently: "For the sake of your difficult cultivation, you have become the ancient tree protecting the courtyard. I can spare you, otherwise, I will use yin and yang today. The sword chops you into wood."

These words not only angered the ancient Wutong tree, but also attracted the dissatisfaction of all the monks in Fengqi City.

They regarded the ancient sycamore tree as a totem and ancestor, but Qiu Mingjian arrogantly reduced it to a firewood for cooking. This was a great insult and made everyone angry.

Seeing the ancient Wutong tree fell into silence, Qiu Mingjian's eyes turned cold: "Why, didn't you hear what I said?"

"It's all nonsense after talking so much. Even pigs don't bother to listen."

A clear man's voice sounded, causing Qiu Mingjian and others to suddenly raise their heads, and they were surprised to find that a young man with golden red wings appeared in the void above.

Behind him, several spatial fluctuations slowly faded.

"The next real person... Are you the one who killed the ancestor of the blood sword?" Qiu Mingjian stared at the boy who suddenly appeared, his brows filled with cold murderous aura.

As for Qiu Mingjian's words, Lin Luo stood there with a blank face and said nothing.

"My ancestor, I'm asking you something!"

Qiu Mingjian raised his eyebrows, stretched out his wrinkled right hand, and turned into a giant hand with the might of kendo to grab Lin Luo.

"boom!"

Lin Luo's body couldn't bear the pressure, and collapsed into a piece of Gang Yuan with a faint soul, which quickly dissipated.

"Fake?"

Qiu Mingjian was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, and looked at the top of the ancient Wutong tree.

There, Lin Luo's figure gradually appeared.

A wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, what tricks are you playing?"

Qiu Mingjian didn't want to waste any more time. With a wave of his sleeves, the two avenues of kendo and darkness were suppressed, and the whole sky fell into eternal night in an instant.

However, when the power of these two avenues was about to come into contact with the ancient tree, it suddenly collapsed.

In the pitch-black sky, thunder exploded, and a thunder dragon streaked across the sky, illuminating the surroundings as if it were dyed with blue and white watercolors.

"Thunder Tribulation!"

Qiu Mingjian's eyelids jumped, and he found that the thunder in the sky was not the thunder caused by the spell, but the terrible thunder caused by the monk's tribulation!

He didn't understand, for no reason, why there was another calamity.

And the person who transcended the calamity seems to be... himself!

"not good!"

The other three ancestors of the life-seeing realm had a premonition of the crisis, and hurriedly rode their respective white giant swords into the sky and hid dozens of miles away.

"You count the seat?"

Qiu Mingjian pointed at Lin Luo, and his words were full of hatred.

He is not a fool. After a little deduction, he knew that this wave of thunder was caused by Lin Luo.

"Yes, I did it."

Lin Luo ascended to the sky and completely tore off the seal on his body. The thunder in the sky exploded, and thousands of thunders rolled down like a flood, engulfing him in an instant.

"I can not be reconciled!"

Qiu Mingjian glared at Lin Luo fiercely, driving the yin and yang sword, like a light and shadow passing through the void, appearing hundreds of miles away.

As far as he knew, Lin Luo and the ancient Wutong tree had just survived the thunder tribulation, and it was unlikely that they would be punished again in the short term.

Therefore, he dared to come down with his real body and wanted to suppress the two.

Unexpectedly, Lin Luo was still hiding Thunder Tribulation and dragged himself into the water.

"I hate it!"

Even if he hated Lin Luo deeply, Qiu Mingjian had to temporarily let go of his hatred, gather all the power of the Dao, and begin to transcend the calamity.

At the same time, he is also very regretful and should not underestimate the enemy.