Chapter 523 Borrowing a sword from the sky, slashing out a bright and clear world

Chapter 523 Borrowing a sword from the sky, slashing out a bright and clear world

As the only descendant of Xuantian Sect, Lao Dao is already alone at this time.

There was a sad smile on his face, his eyes were full of sadness, and he just whispered to himself: "Do I have any choice?"

At this moment, the old Taoist couldn't help but think of the scene when the sect was destroyed and the master was eaten.

The three behemoths almost covered the sky, the master's body was shattered, and his thoughts were shattered.

The entire Xuantian Sect was also burned to ashes under the fierce fire.

In order for him to take the last seeds of the Xuantian Sect and escape thousands of miles away with the last magical talisman, the brothers and sisters took the initiative to cut off his wife.

Even so, they could not escape the pursuit of those monsters. The fire disciples died tragically in the belly of the void creature, and even their souls were extracted.

And he grew up in the Xuantian Sect since he was a child. He spent three thousand years of his life cultivating inside.

Witnessing with my own eyes the destruction of my sect and the death of my relatives and friends,

Such hatred can no longer be described as unforgettable.

The deep love between master and disciple in the past, and the blood feud of yesterday are all reflected in the eyes of the old Taoist at this moment.

If he could get a chance for revenge, he would rather fall into the bottomless abyss forever and ever, never to return.

At this moment, that voice and the power he had just now really made the old man see the hope of all this!

If he hadn't slapped the god-realm nightmare to death with his own hands, he would only think that he was dreaming at this moment.

Not only that, the veteran can even feel it,

The power he had just obtained was already beyond the reach of his master.

Even the three demons of the "Nantianmen" who surrounded and suppressed Xuantian Sect were nothing under this power.

Thinking of this, Lao Dao suddenly became suffocated with excitement.

He couldn't understand what kind of strong man could kill this nightmare god so easily.

If you can get this power...

When the old Taoist thought of this, he fell to his knees and cracked his head every time.

Blood flowed down his face: "If the Supreme Lord is willing, I am willing to give up everything, and I will not hesitate to be the Supreme Lord's slave for eternity."

Xie Que chuckled. It seemed that the old Taoist recognized him as a demon.

And even if he is a heavenly demon, how can such a heavenly demon, who kills gods like a dog, be interested in the little True Lord?

His tone was indifferent, without any emotion at all: "Oh? Then I will take away your soul now, what can you do?"

When the old Taoist heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "The Supreme Lord has asked me to kill the Dream God with my own hands. I have shown you a great kindness to the old Taoist."

"If the Supreme Master wants Lao Tao to die now, Lao Dao will not hesitate!"

Having said this, the old Taoist knocked his head so hard that his skull cracked:

"It's just that in the old Taoist heart, only one thing has not fallen into place..."

He raised his head, and there was already a gaping hole on his forehead: "That is to send 30,000 people to Xuantian to avenge the blood feud..."

"I still hope that you will have mercy on me..."

Xie Que's figure was hidden among the clouds and he looked at the old Taoist quietly.

In fact, he did not choose someone at random, but had been following the veteran for several days.

The reason why he chose this old Taoist was just like those outsiders who valued his identity as the only descendant of the Xuantian Sect.

According to what Xie Que knows, the Xuantian Sect is the direct descendant of the Taoist sect in the former Earthly Immortal Realm, and was founded by Emperor Zhenwu.

Emperor Zhenwu, also known as Xuantian God, pretends to be the Xuantian sect.

Huaiyue Taoist's "Xuantian Pavilion" was able to develop to this point because of the remaining inheritance of the talisman of the Xuantian Sect in the past.

Xie Que was very interested in the Dharma "Xuan Tian Exploration of Demons" left by the Xuantian Sect.

However, the Xuantian Sect has strict rules and attaches great importance to inheritance.

The Xuantian sect insisted on burning the library and destroying it, and used prohibitions to block the inheritance in the minds of the disciples.

All the disciples from the upper and lower sects died, but not a single bit of this inheritance was leaked out.

This also led to the "Nantian Sect" coming from the void to pursue and kill these remnants of the Xuantian Sect.

What they didn't expect was that these fire disciples were also extremely strong.

Each one of them chose to destroy his soul when he was about to fall into the hands of the enemy.

Now, this old Taoist has become the last fire left by the Xuantian Sect.

Xie Que didn't hide anything and directly spoke out his request: "Have you obtained the complete inheritance of Xuantian Demon Survey?"

After hearing this, the old Taoist panicked in his heart.

Some uncontrollable nervousness flashed across his face,

You can kill him, or smash him to pieces.

But the inheritance... must never be leaked.

This is the ancestral precept left by the Xuantian Sect for millions of years, and it is also the final bottom line forged by the blood and lives of our fellow sects.

Moreover, he also swore a poisonous oath to the statue of his ancestor, and there was no way he would reveal his inheritance.

But at this time... is there any use in sticking to these?

A trace of trance flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, but he immediately became nervous.

He has no other thoughts, but he knows that all those who are interested in the inheritance of the sect are not good people!

Seeing his nervousness, Xie Que chuckled and said, "You don't need to be like this. You and I... maybe we are studying under the same sect..."

Xie Que had studied Taoism with Huaiyue Taoist for a period of time, and he could really pick up some of the basic Taoism of the Xuantian Sect at his fingertips.

In the old Taoist's eyes, he saw a flower of thunder and fire gradually opening up, and his eyes became a little unbelievable.

"Could it be...could it be...that you are..."

Being able to possess such power and claim to be from the same school as myself,

The old Taoist could only think of the direct disciples of his ancestor.

It was also them who founded the Xuantian Sect, which was so glorious in the Earthly Immortal World.

Xie Que smiled again and said: "You don't need to think so superfluously, I'm just a passerby from another world."

"Is that so?" The old Taoist thought he had met the Patriarch, but after a second thought, he understood.

How could the patriarch lack a complete inheritance?

However, he also vaguely knew that Xuantian Sect still had inheritance in other worlds.

He didn't know if the other party was lying to him.

But at this time, he could only force himself to believe it.

Only in this way can he avenge his sect without violating his ancestral precepts!

The old Taoist clenched his fists, knelt on the ground and raised his head and said: "Since the grandfather from other worlds is here, please accept my respects."

Xie Que felt a little happy when he heard this.

This old man is not without any brains. He changed his name at this time because he wanted to climb up the pole and build some friendship with himself.

Xie Que sent another message: "I don't care whether you are an ancestor or not, but how do you think about inheritance?"

At this time, the old Taoist seemed a little hesitant: "Boy, I am willing, but Grandpa...the restriction in this soul..."

Xie Que could see through it at a glance, but the restriction in Lao Dao's soul was somewhat strange.

It is actually composed of thirty-two serial restrictions, and there is a sequence.

If he unlocks one in the wrong order at will, the other restrictions will explode completely, incinerating the soul of the old Taoist.

If it weren't for the God of Creation who could go back in time, Xie Que wouldn't dare to say that he was sure of unlocking this restriction.

In the long river of time, the order of this chain of restrictions is only clear at a glance, and it just needs to be unlocked in order.

"You don't need to worry about it, I'll take care of it myself."

After Xie Que said this, he directly extended his spiritual thoughts into the soul of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist didn't make any extra moves at this moment. He just relaxed his mind and allowed the other party to search.

It's just that during this process, the old Taoist priest was still a little frightened.

After all, according to the oath, if he takes the initiative to hand over his inheritance, his soul will go to the underworld forever after his death.

In just a blink of an eye, Xie Que took the "Xuantian Demon Survey" into his hands.

With just a casual glance, Xie Que recognized the authenticity.

After he nodded with satisfaction, the incarnation of this spiritual thought took the initiative to penetrate into the old Taoist body.

The veteran thought that the other party had not started to lift the ban yet, but he did not expect that it was already over.

The majestic power that he had possessed for a short time just now was back at this moment.

The old Taoist didn't know whether the other party had obtained the inheritance sealed in his soul, but at this moment he was so excited that tears streamed down his face, and he kowtowed repeatedly.

At this time, Xie Que did not respond to the other party.

The world is so chaotic, and there is still Heaven's eye on it, so he has neither time nor the courage to take the initiative to clean everything up.

Therefore, this old Taoist has now become his spokesperson in the world.

The old man took a deep breath and felt a powerful feeling that he had never felt before pouring out of his body.

He looked back to the south, and the setting sun and the blood stains reflected his face bright red. He stretched out his hand to touch a scar on his neck, and the broken robes rustled in the wind:

"Jingyuan is dead, and from now on... I can only fight against the sky."

Cutting is the cutting of conquest.

The sky is the sky of Nantianmen.

…

Seven days later, Changsheng Island.

This place is located overseas. It was originally the holy land of Penglai Immortal Sect, but it was invaded by external demons.

Overnight, the Immortal Sect collapsed completely.

Among them, almost all the immortals and Taoists died in the battle, and even the Immortal Palace on Changsheng Island disappeared overnight.

And the leader of the Immortal Sect, Immortal Lord Angtian, also fell under the corruption of external demons and turned into a real demon that brought disaster to the world and poisoned the world.

Since then, Changsheng Island, the former holy land, has turned into the base camp of those void creatures.

Even though heaven sent down a divine punishment and shattered Changsheng Island into seven pieces, it still failed to solve the fundamental fact that Changsheng Island was eroded by the void.

And the Immortal Lord Ang Tian was not dead either. Instead, he joined the Nantianmen and committed evil in the Gufeng Realm together.

Not only that, with the help of Immortal Lord Angtian, a "realm traitor" at the peak of the divine realm, the Nantianmen was even more unstoppable and quickly destroyed many of the top clans in the Gufeng Realm.

Xuantian Sect is also one of them.

After accepting Xie Que's spiritual thoughts, Fa Tian was baptized by the pure Buddha energy in the Bodhicitta Certificate day and night, and his appearance changed from an old man to an ordinary middle-aged man.

If you look closely, you can still see a bit of transcendence in it.

Fa Tian was walking in the clouds, looking at the Changsheng Island split into seven pieces under his feet, with demons and beasts raging on it.

There are even countless human beings who are willing to become minions of external demons, just to seek hope in the future.

Seeing this scene, and remembering that all of his disciples were martyrs for protecting the Tao, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

This world... was destroyed because of these shameless guys.

When Fatian was about to take action, he saw a gentle and handsome Taoist appear in front of him.

The Taoist temple is like a cloud cover, and the Taoist robes all over the body are in sky blue color, just like the immortals on the top of the clouds, floating elegantly out of the dust.

"I am a poor Taoist, I seem to have never seen this fellow Taoist before. What should I call him?"

When Fa Tian heard this, he was immediately startled. He didn't expect that just by appearing here, he would attract the attention of this man who was once the pinnacle of the Valley Wind Realm.

Immortal Lord Ang Tian was once recognized as number one in the world!

Even his own master is no match for him!

Fatian felt sad in his heart, but when he thought that this guy had led the way for the external demons, he couldn't help but feel angry.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and just forced a smile: "What a coincidence, a poor man can defeat the sky."

When Immortal Lord Ang Tian heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and just smiled: "It seems that fellow Taoist is coming to attack me..."

Fa Tian was a little unsure of the opponent's strength and did not dare to take action rashly. He just smiled and said: "No...it's just a coincidence."

Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Ang Tian sighed: "Fellow Taoist, stop pretending..."

"I know that all of you are here just to kill me."

"It's just because I became the lackey of the external demon and did such a wrathful thing."

"But you should also understand the poor Taoist's painstaking efforts..."

"If the poor Taoist does not act like this, where should the more than 70,000 disciples of the Immortal Sect go..."

At this point, Immortal Lord Angtian opened his bloody mouth, and the Taoist robes on his body exploded completely, and the whole person immediately turned into a ferocious and terrifying six-headed monster.

It looks like a unicorn and is covered in scales, but it also exudes a black and red aura of death.

It has a head that resembles that of a cow or a deer, but with sharp fangs exposed.

In just a moment, Old Taoist Fatian was frightened by the blood and death energy emanating from this monster.

"Do you think...that I am willing to surrender to those external demons?"

As the six heads of Angtian Immortal Lord roared sharply together, Fatian no longer dared to make any move.

But when Immortal Lord Ang Tian bit his bloody mouth into Old Dao Fatian, he was stunned.

He suddenly realized that the strength of this man's body was so terrifying that he could only leave a few white spots on his body.

Old Taoist Fatian responded at this moment, but his weak soul and spirit also prevented him from moving at all.

After all, the other party is at the pinnacle of the divine realm, and after being nourished by Xie Que's spiritual thoughts, he has only reached the realm of the venerable in the past few days.

Xie Que noticed the old Taoist's state and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you are too impatient... Why are you facing the final BOSS just after leaving the Novice Village..."

Saying these words that the veteran didn't understand, Xie Que simply took over the management of the body.

As the old Taoist stretched out his hand and took out his palm, Immortal Lord Angtian's huge body immediately retreated a thousand meters away.

"Although this body has been warmed by me for some time, it is still a little too weak."

Xie Que shook his head, feeling helpless.

If you want to use your body to kill the monster on the other side, I'm afraid you'll have to borrow some strength.

Xie Que already fully understands "their" "psychological state" of these Heavenly Dao who are in crisis.

Thinking of this, Xie Que also raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Today, Old Master, I will make a great wish. I wish to bring peace and prosperity to this world, and I hope God will spare no effort to help me!"

In the majesty, three lights were eclipsed, and thousands of thunders symphonized.

A three-foot heavenly sword fell between the vast sea of ​​clouds, and was gradually picked up by Xie Que. (End of chapter)