Fantasy: On the first day of divorce, double pupils will be rewarded

Heavenly Cang Sword Sect.

Located in the 'Duan Xinghai' area, one of the three important places in Tianlan Prefecture,
Zongmen stands on a vast and boundless island,

There are countless strange buildings like long swords, towering into the clouds and magnificent.

now,

In the first sword pavilion,

A skinny old man sat upright at the top,

A pair of misty eyes, as if seeing through the changes of the years, revealing the vicissitudes of life.

Behind him, a round of sword spirit condensed by Dacheng Sword Intent looks down on the land of the common people.

Every time the old man breathes out, the sword spirit will release a sword intent and float towards the sky.

This old man is the ancestor of the Tiancang Sword Sect.

Heavenly Sword Daoist.

The first sword pavilion is the core position of the Tiancang Sword Sect.

In the empty hall, tens of thousands of small sword intents floated.

On the sword intent, engraved with the sword spirit consciousness of the core disciples, chief disciples, and Daozi in the sect.

at this time,
Taoist Tianjian slowly opened his mouth:

"Thirteen, child, it's been a while since we headed to the ancient city?"

Daoist Tianjian's eyes flickered.

Suddenly opened his mouth.

He has reached the end of his life, and his memory is disordered.

"It's been three days since I returned to my ancestors."

Beside Tianjian Daoist.

Sitting upright was a middle-aged man with a resolute face, dressed in purple, with a red sword heart pattern between his eyebrows.

This person is the head of the Tiancang Sword Sect: Jian Wufeng.

He immediately got up, bowed and bowed, extremely humble: "The ancestor did not hesitate to waste the original power of the sword spirit, and found the real mystery of the secret realm of the ancient city."

"Thirteen is a steady kid, he must have obtained the inheritance of the Haotian Divine Sect. In time, our Tiancang Sword Sect will surely break out of the Ziqing Sanctuary and become the pinnacle of the Holy Sect!"

Daoist Tianjian, with bright eyes, nodded lightly just now:

"So good..."

"I...have lived for more than two thousand years, and my cultivation has been unable to break through to a higher level.

Now, the end is approaching... It can last for more than a hundred years.

And that old guy from Xuanyuan Daozong should be faster than me, maybe within a few years. "

"At that time, the sect's arrogance came forth in large numbers, and I will lead you and others to personally sweep the Xuanyuan Dao Sect, annex it, and become Tianlan's number one sect!"

Jian Wufeng nodded his head, brows beaming with joy: "I will definitely do my best!"

Just as the two were fantasizing about the moment when Xuanyuan Daozong was ruined,

Click! !
The small sword intent hanging in mid-air shook violently, and then fell to the ground, turning into a little bit of aura.

And the person who belongs to the small sword intent is clearly marked [Tiancang Sword School Daozi: Sword Thirteen]

boom!
Jian Wufeng's brain shook violently, and his face couldn't help twitching: "Thirteen...has he fallen??"

He hurriedly ran forward to check, his whole body began to feel cold,
Even if he was cultivated as Tongxuan, he couldn't bear the grief and indignation at this moment.

To know…

The selection of Daoists is extremely harsh, requiring several years of observation, and even devoting all the power of the sect to teach!
just now…

Sword Thirteen has fallen? ?
however…

Before the head of Tiancang Sword Sect could react, he heard it again.

The sound of more than two hundred small swords collapsing.

The first chief disciple, Mo Tianqing—falls!
The second chief disciple, Chang Ming—falls! !

In a row, all the small sword intents of top geniuses in the inner sect dissipated! !
"This…!!"

Jian Wufeng's face was as dead ashes, and he was stunned.

His lips were trembling, and he screamed in fear: "Impossible!! This is impossible!!"

"How could Thirteen be killed so easily!!"

"There are more than two hundred people, even the strong who have crossed two great realms, there is still room for maneuver!!!"

The fall of more than two hundred top geniuses represents the destruction of Tiancang Sword Sect's years of hard work!
"All... all dead??"

Taoist Tianjian's thin body couldn't stop shaking, and the sword spirit behind him tended to be in a state of swaying.

There was a stern look in the eyes: "Going this time, I spent ten years of life, and I calculated that the thirteenth must have some great luck!!"

"More than two hundred disciples... How could they all fall in an instant!!"

"Could it be that my old eyes are blind!!"

Speaking of this, the sword spirit form behind Taoist Tianjian actually shattered into a crack.

He was already in his dying years, forcibly merging with the rules of heaven, this method is a law against the sky!

Now the square inch is in chaos, and there are faint signs of broken Qi veins.

"Old Ancestor, don't be sad..."

With a 'plop' sound, Jian Wufeng knelt on the ground.

These…

But they are all the foundation of Tiancang Sword Sect,

Now the general trend of dragons devouring the sky has become a reality, and it is a situation where young people are fighting for the top.
Once the luck is suppressed, it means the decline of the sect! !

"My blood!!"

"My thirteen!!"

"My disciple of Tianjiao!!!"

"Who is it, who is it!!!"

Taoist Tianjian's eyes were full of tears,
The sword spirit behind him shattered in an instant! !

He seemed to be a hundred years old in an instant, his hair turned gray instantly, and wrinkles appeared on his face.

Above the sky, countless sword intentions danced in the air, and the void was chopped to pieces. The scene was extremely terrifying.

"Give me a party!!"

Taoist Tianjian roared,

An extremely powerful spiritual force erupted from the body, gathering those small sword intents together.

but…

The aura dissipates faster.

That is,

All the Tianjiao disciples who went to the Great Ancient City fell and became extinct! !
"Really, all this is true!!"

"All dead!!"

"Old-god-lord-you-no-gong-ah!!"

Daoist Tianjian's body shook violently, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes at this moment! !

hysteria! !
Curse the heavens! !
He was originally a casual cultivator, and after thousands of years, he just established the Tiancang Sword Sect, making it a first-class sect from one person to ten thousand people, and then tens of thousands!
In less than a hundred years, the Tiancang Sword Sect will surely be able to keep pace with Ziqingshan! !
however…

All this seems to be fleeting.

"Ancestor!!"

"Old Ancestor!! Your sword spirit is shattered!! Don't get angry!!"

Jian Wufeng at the side was frightened, kowtowed frantically, and tried his best to persuade him.

just.

Taoist Tianjian relied on the power of the rules to continue his life against the sky.

Borrow another 100 years from the sky!

Now I have seen more than two hundred disciples die unexpectedly.

Blood surges...

"It's numerous fun to fight the destiny…"

"Heavenly Sword has been defeated in the hands of Heavenly Dao for the first time, I don't accept it!!"

Taoist Tianjian looked up to the sky and wailed.

next moment.

Withered body, suddenly stopped.

It was limp on the ground.

Just a moment ago, he vowed to annex Xuanyuan Daozong.

The next moment, Guixi was gone.

He was [-] years old.

"no, do not want!!!"

Jian Wufeng is like a duckweed, completely collapsed...

Patriarch died,

It means that the strongest heritage of Tiancang Sword Sect has disappeared.

Could it be that the Tiancang Sword Sect's thousand-year foundation is going to be destroyed by me? ?

Thinking of this,

Jian Wufeng shouted eagerly:

"Decree! Above the elder level, go to the first Jiange immediately, and say that the ancestor has ascended to the immortal!!"

"This news must not be known to others!!"

……

however,
Just that night.

Qingyun Daozong, in a simple and grand palace...

This is the retreat place of Qingyun Taoist ancestor.

Tianjizi spoke eagerly, knelt in front of the door and said, "Tianjizi, pay homage to Patriarch!"

"Tiancangjian sent spies to report, and Taoist Tianjian is suspected to be sitting down!"

"At this moment, the Tiancang Sword Sect is in chaos. It is said that all the disciples who went to the ancient city have disappeared inexplicably."

After a while.

A chuckle came from the hall: "Hahahaha... that old guy finally left this world one step earlier than me."

"So, I'm still slightly better than him!"

The person who spoke was none other than Patriarch Xuantian, who used his great supernatural power to block the scene of double pupils opening to the sky.

these years,

Tiancang Sword Sect and Xuanyuan Daozong fought openly and secretly.

Patriarch Xuantian all opened his eyes and closed them.

that is because…

He and Daoist Tianjian belonged to the same era, so he tolerated such incidents happening repeatedly because of his scruples about his affection in the past.

Right now, Taoist Tianjian fell, Tianjizi couldn't restrain his pent-up anger any longer, and asked in a deep voice, "Old Ancestor, what should we do now?"

He pondered for a few breaths.

The voice of Patriarch Xuantian was ruthless: "The dragons have devoured the sky, our sect can't sit still and wait for death."

"When the matter of the Great Ancient City is settled, I will personally lead all my disciples to push the Tiancang Sword Sect."

Tianjizi was excited: "Obey!"

Once upon a time, Patriarch Xuantian was feared by various forces,
A terrifying existence known as the 'world-addicted old man'!