I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

To break through to the peak of Wu Zunjing only needs 500 destiny points, and he has a huge sum of more than [-] at the moment!
Break through the peak first?
After thinking for a while, Ning You turned his gaze to the Samsara Sword Code.

The sword code is still the third floor.

There are nine levels in the Sword Code, and each level has its own differences, but in general, there are three major levels, and each third level has a major difference.

If the third floor can break through to the fourth floor, there will be a qualitative change in strength.

It is very expensive to upgrade the sword code!
The first three levels of Sword Code require one hundred life points each time.

For the middle and third floors, each floor needs a full five hundred!
For the last three floors, each floor needs a full two thousand!
According to the system's prompt, if he reaches the ninth floor, he can spend [-] Destiny Points to reach the Ultimate Sword Code. He doesn't know what the ultimate scenery is, but he only knows that it is a scary amount of Destiny Points.

The reason why he hadn't upgraded the Sword Code before was because it was too expensive, and it would be better to upgrade his cultivation to the peak if he had the life value of that day.

Now, he not only wants to break through to the peak of Wu Zun, but also advances to the Sword Code!

Soon, Ning You whispered in his heart: "Improve the Samsara Sword Code..."

"Ding, successfully deducted [-] destiny points..."

The duality of life and death spread, and Ning You instantly sank into some kind of mysterious and indescribable artistic conception.

In the artistic conception, he doesn't know the outside world, but only feels that everything in the world is constantly dying and reborn. His understanding of the sword scriptures is improving at a terrifying speed.

……

Spring to autumn.

In a blink of an eye, three years passed slowly.

A terrifying artistic conception began to spread from the Wangyou Palace, and then above the Wangyou Palace, it turned into black and white swords. With the Wangyou Palace as the center, the entire world and everything around it lost their color.

Only black and white are left.

The black sword was filled with the endless meaning of death. Even a martial artist would only feel suffocated when facing the black sword, unable to touch it for a long time.

Bai Jian is the complete opposite. No matter who it is, as long as he touches it, he will feel like a spring breeze, and there is an indescribable vitality in it.

"Young master, is this breakthrough to the peak?"

"Young master's talent is becoming more and more terrifying. I remember that he only broke through to the peak of Martial Emperor three years ago. In just three years, he not only stepped through the three realms of Martial Venerable, but also reached the peak."

"With the terrifying coercion of the young master at the moment, once it breaks through, it is enough to defy the mortal and kill the immortal, cross the huge gap in the fairyland, and kill the martial saint... Hurry up, otherwise we will be enveloped, not to mention that we cannot resist, even if we can barely resist the support, it will definitely disturb the young master."

Many personal guards, bowing to show countless awe, fled towards the distance one after another.

However, Ning Yi discovered something, and his eyes flashed: "Turn to the area of ​​​​the white sword. The area of ​​the white sword contains a touch of the young master's artistic conception. If you can feel something from it, even if you can't compare with the young master, you must gain a lot!"

"I don't know when I will be lucky enough to see the young master attack with all his strength... Ning Yi is right, go to the Baijian area."

Many personal guards who were about to retreat quickly moved towards the area covered by the white sword.

In the farther area, whether it is the direct disciples or servants of the Ning family, they all stared at the Wangyou Palace with awe.

Somewhere, a palace full of singing and dancing.

As soon as the breath appeared, Ning Sha appeared at the gate of the palace with a flicker: "The peak of Wu Zun is worthy of being my son, Ning Sha... This kind of talent is far less than that of a father in previous years."

Soon, Ning Sha thought of something: "Go to Zu Ling!"

Those three characters were divided into dozens of brilliance and flew around.

Then he lifted his foot lightly, took a step of thousands of miles, and disappeared.

The reappearance is already in the unspeakable place of Shenshan.

Ning's Protoss, Ancestral Mausoleum!
In the ancestral mausoleum, the strong men of the Ning clan are buried... There are strong men who have died, and there are also those who are not dead, but they do not hesitate to step out of the ancestral mausoleum, proclaim themselves in the ancestral mausoleum, and sleep silently.

This ancestral mausoleum is not luxurious.

On the contrary, it looks similar to a mass grave.

The only strange thing is that no matter who it is, as long as they set foot on the ancestral mausoleum, even a Martial Immortal, they will suffer from irreversible oppression.

And because this ancestral mausoleum is located in the unknowable place of Shenshan.Therefore, there is no possibility for the outside world to detect the ancestral mausoleum.

Zu Ling could hardly detect the movements of the outside world.

"Patriarch, it's only been a few dozen years since you entered the ancestral mausoleum last time... Now that it's here again, could it be that something has happened to my Ning family? If so, you will either ascend to the upper realm, or enter the ancestral mausoleum to sleep with the old, and you will no longer be the patriarch." An old voice sounded from somewhere underground in the mass grave.

Another hoarse voice sounded from under a certain tomb: "In just forty or fifty years, as the head of the family, he entered the ancestral mausoleum twice, so it is unknown."

Ning Sha looked at the many tombs for a while, and then said after a while: "My son, he has reached the peak of Wu Zun, and he will leave the customs in three days at the latest."

Zu Ling was silent.

for a long time.

"Bang bang bang..." There were more than a dozen muffled sounds in succession.

A dozen graves exploded and coffins were erected.

Coffin, Kai.

A dozen or so seemingly lifeless old men came out... In reality, they were all Wuxians. In the outside world, they almost only existed in legends, Wuxians!

They are all rumored to have already ascended to the upper realm of the Ning clan powerhouse... In fact, they are all in this ancestral mausoleum.

"It really is my unicorn from the Ning family..." The dozen or so old people all showed dry smiles.

Then one of them whispered: "Our old bones and you work together, enough to summon the Tiantai."

Ning Sha just wanted to say something.

A burly man walked out from the depths of many graves: "Is my son okay?"

Compared with the other people's old appearance, that man is too young, and his cultivation level is not enough.

Only the cultivation base of Wu Sheng.

Although Martial Saint is also a fearsome and powerful person in Jinghong Realm... But compared with Ning Sha and those dozen or so old people, his cultivation level can be said to be too low.

……

Wangyou Palace, inside the palace.

"Huh..." Ning You let out a breath slowly and opened her eyes.

Host: Ning Worry

Influence: The young master of the Ning clan/the holy son of Guchen Holy Land
Cultivation: Wu Zun Peak

Physique: reincarnation sword body

Luck: 50
Aura: Villain Aura (Micro) (Eroded 84%)

Mandate: 266
Backpack: Villain Halo (miniature)*2
Cultivation has skyrocketed!
"At this moment, I may be able to rebel against the mortal and kill the immortal, and cut the martial saint under the sword." Sensing the terrifying power in his body, Ning You smiled.

Cultivation for breakthrough!

Sword Code also breaks through!
Especially the Sword Code, in the past, unless he specially used the method of the Sword Code, or urged the sword body, otherwise he could not reflect the magic of the reincarnation sword body at all.

But it's different now, as long as he makes a move, even if it's a casual draw, he will be willing to turn around with life or death... The exact amount of improvement is uncertain, and he needs to fight with others to know.

However, he can be sure that in Nuo Da's Jinghong Realm, except for Emperor Wu who can threaten him, no one has the strength to pose a danger to him.

He raised his feet and walked towards the palace gate... It was a pity that it took three years to retreat this time.

The Samsara Sword Code is too mysterious, and Wu Zun's peak is too mysterious, otherwise it would not have taken so long.

"Congratulations young master, congratulations young master..."

Outside the palace, the maids and servants of Wangyou Palace, the generals and guards guarding the foot of the mountain all congratulated in unison.