The first cause of all realms

Chapter 556 I want to climb the highest mountain in the world!
There has always been a saying in the rivers and lakes that with a weapon in hand, the performance is ten times higher, but this mostly refers to before the real life, once the real life is achieved, the gap will be narrowed sharply.

However, a magic weapon with the characteristics of "breaking soldiers and armor" and "invincible" is also a huge increase for warriors.

When the light of the sword rises and falls, what Yang Jue feels the most is "lifting weight as lightly" and "lifting weight as lightly".

These two characteristics that act on the blade can add [-]% of the power to his saber technique.

Don't underestimate [-]%, for Yang Ju's practice today, this [-]% is almost equivalent to breaking through a level of saber technique!
In terms of appearance, it is ruinous!

With one strike and one strike, the blooming rays of light surged like a sea tide, destroying all attacks towards him including the 'Blood Demon'.

Xie Hui came prepared, with the blood demon magic weapon in his body, and the patriarchs of the other big families also more or less have the means to suppress the bottom of the box.

There were many of them that made him look a little sideways, but apart from the blood monster, none of them made him feel threatened.

when!
It was another slash of the knife, cutting off the blood demon that was coming and going. Yang Jue didn't entangle with it, but chased it out one step at a time, and cut Xie Hui straight.

The light of the knife is like the moon, splitting the airflow.

And while he was striding and sweeping, he swallowed the life fire of everyone he passed along the way.

For a time, in the huge underground palace, apart from shouts and screams, there was only the sound of 'rustling' like wind blowing leaves.

"Rao..."

The sound of Xie Hui's liver and gallbladder dying has not yet been uttered, but it has been cut into insignificant particles by the turbulent knife wind.

"So cruel..."

Feng Wushuang dismissed a few frightened Keqing casually, and when he looked back, his eyelids twitched, smelling a strong crisis.

This is not hostility or murderous aura, but the gap between each other to a certain extent, like an ordinary person encountering a tiger on the road, trembling from the inside out.

Different from the introverted old woman in the mountain, the sharp edge in front of me is like a sharp edge that cuts through everything with one bite.

It seems that just looking at it, the eyes will be pierced and bleed with a strong sense of sight.

In these years, through the powerful information channel of Lianshengjiao, she has come into contact with countless famous masters in the world, but there are very few who have such momentum.

And people with the same aura...

Throwing away the folding fan, Feng Wushuang couldn't help squinting his eyes.

call!
The sudden gust of wind fell to the ground by the true pressure, and Yang Jue stretched out his hand to hold the 'Blood Demon' who was knocked down by him.

This is a crystal red, agate-like human skull. At a glance, it seems that one can feel a bloodthirsty and brutal air.

Gently squeezed, with Yang Jue's strong control over qi and blood, he also noticed the slight loss of blood qi, so he had to wrap it with a real fist.

"Who are these bones..."

With Yang Ju's five fingers exerting strength, he could almost crush the black iron into mud, but the crimson skull seemed to be motionless.

"Why not kill this person?"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, an old man covered in blood was slammed to the ground. His face was full of panic and he was extremely embarrassed.

It was Wang Qichu.

"The day before yesterday, someone went to Dao Ya to beat the drums and sued this person..."

Yang Jue was playing with the 'red skull', and upon hearing this, he casually replied:
"I got it."

In the underground palace, there are hundreds of masters from the Eight Great Families. Naturally, he didn't kill all of them, but the ones left behind were even more damnable.

Feng Wushuang glanced at Wang Qichu in disgust, slightly astonished:
"These days, there are hundreds of people beating drums and complaining of grievances, and you still remember?"

"deep impression."

Yang prison put away the 'blood demon'.

But in front of him, Wang Qichu no longer had the demeanor he had before, shaking like chaff, but gritted his teeth firmly, and did not beg for mercy.

Seemingly sensing Yang Ju's gaze, he tremblingly spoke in a hoarse voice:

"You, you bastard, kill me if you want to poop, kill me, kill me!"

Being in a high position, for decades, except for the bloody hands when he was 12 years old, in the following decades, there is no dirty work that he needs to do by himself.

Suddenly seeing this scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, he was almost scared out of his wits.

He was afraid of death, but he also knew that the ferocious thug in front of him would never show mercy. If he didn't kill him, he was afraid that there would be a crueler end waiting for him.

"Out of this underground palace, some people want to kill you, why rush?"

Yang Ju flicked his fingers, the wind blew, and the other four magic weapons also fell into his hands.

However, compared to the 'Blood Demon', these four items are no surprises.

The magic weapon is limited to the gods, not all the gods have the ability to attack and protect the body, and the strength of these four pieces is also poor, obviously seriously damaged.

"you!"

Wang Qichu shuddered, of course he knew who would be waiting for him outside.

"You are so cruel!"

"When it comes to ruthlessness, Yang's flattery is no match for you old pig dog who burns people like wax... I really want to dig out your brainstem to see how many black-hearted maggots are inside!"

Yang Jue's eyes were cold.

Through the book of life and death, what he can see is far more specific and detailed than any information.

He wanted to say something else, but Yang Jue knocked him out with a snap of his fingers.

Feng Wushuang was very sensitive, sensing the fluctuations in Yang Yu's heart, she couldn't help shaking her head:

"In this world, there are countless people like him. If you get angry and kill him because of this, you won't need to do anything in your life."

"Or, because of the precepts?"

While speaking, she looked at Yang prison deeply.

Throughout the ages, the biggest reason why many people have abandoned precepts is because far more supernatural masters died due to precepts than fighting in the rivers and lakes.

Observing the precepts is actually nothing to restrict oneself. It is not easy to maintain the original intention, which is not a restriction in itself.

However, in a sense, the precepts are also flaws!

Abstain from sex, do not indulge in lust, refrain from killing, do not kill a lot, refrain from greed, do not take excessively...

And this, in a sense, is a flaw!

"If you kill one, you will feel refreshed. If you can't finish killing, so what?"

Yang Ju calmed down his Qi, blood and mood.

He was well aware of Feng Wushuang's temptation, but he didn't want to discuss such a secret with outsiders, so he made a perfunctory sentence before turning to ask about the rebellious army outside the city.

Northwest Dao is in chaos, Yan Dongjun is only the leader in name, he is really a tyrannical chaos army, and there are two groups, and they are also coming towards the Northwest Dao City.

"If that's the case, brother Yang wouldn't dare to trap himself in a certain place. Your character cannot be the master..."

Feng Wushuang shook his head sadly.

In this world, there are warriors who are eager to do good and justice, and ministers who are upright and upright. It can be counted for 3000 years. How can there be an emperor who hates evil like hatred?
She didn't believe that the person in front of her could accomplish great things, even if her martial arts were higher than Henry Zhang's, so what?
Not suitable, just not suitable.

"maybe."

Feng Wushuang was not the first to say this, and he probably won't be the last, but Yang Qiu didn't care.

If you can't do it yourself, how can you judge that others can't do it?

"... But two thugs are nothing to you..."

Seeing that Yang Jue was not in high spirits, Feng Wushuang didn't want to talk too much, so after saying a few words casually, Feng Wushuang raised his hand and said goodbye:

"The Shooting Sun Dao Fruit is hidden in the secret treasury of the main altar. It is not easy to get it. Wushuang will leave now. I hope to see you next time. Brother Yang can break through that 'Tianguan'..."

While speaking, the Great Saintess of the Liansheng Sect was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, and turned her head:

"By the way, I heard that a few days ago, there was a black tide in the Seven Killing Shrine. It seems that the old monster is about to leave, but no one knows where it is..."

"Old Black Mountain Demon."

Yang Ju's eyes dimmed slightly.

Killing the wolf is the second best of the three, and he is only short of Fang Zhenghao's greedy wolf from Jiqiu.

Just when to pick up...

Folding the folding fan together, Feng Wushuang turned and left, only the voice echoed:
"I hope brother Yang can keep this city. If there is a day when you will be crowned king, the little girl will come back from all over the world to congratulate you!"

In the dark underground palace, there was silence.

After a long time, Yang Jue carried Wang Qichu and escorted the rest of the people, and walked out slowly, but there was a turmoil in his heart:
Li Eryi, have you arrived at Linlong Road?

……

……

Huhuhu~
The wind was blowing, and it was bitingly cold, blowing away the last trace of temperature.

Li Eryi lay on Feiying's generous back and shivered. Even though he was wrapped like a rice dumpling, he still couldn't help chattering his teeth.

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped the eagle and fell down the clouds. Before he landed, he was already vomiting.

"It's going to kill me..."

Lying sprawled on the cold ground, Li Er was panting heavily. Although Flying Eagle was good, it really made him a little unbearable.

If it wasn't for those days at the Shanshan Pass, he was raised very well, and if he didn't vomit to death, he would have been blown to death by the wind.

but……

"How do you feel that the internal energy grows faster at high altitudes? Illusion? Or..."

After a long while, Li Eryi regained his breath.

He sat cross-legged meditating in doubt, and opened his eyes after a while, surprised and delighted.

Poor talent in martial arts has always been a pain in his heart. If he hadn't met Yang Jian, it is unknown whether he would be able to cross the threshold of blood exchange in this life.

This slight increase may not be a big deal to other people, but it is enough to surprise him when it comes to him.

This is a good sign!
"Okay, okay! If this speed continues, combined with Yang Xiaozi's elixir, maybe in a year or two, I can break through to the fourth blood change?"

Li Eryi was excited.

The fourth change of blood was transformation, and when he reached that step, he was no longer comparable to ordinary people. Even if he didn't rely on storytelling, he could still earn a living.

Although he said he didn't care much about martial arts, who wouldn't be happy if he could have a strong martial arts?
After being excited for a long time, Li Eryi finally remembered the business, took out a map, and carefully studied the way to Linlong Road.

It was the first time in his life that he went out so far. Every step he took was cautious. The previous experience of entering Deyang Mansion by mistake was too painful.

If you do it again, you might as well die!
"After all, this is the boundary of Lizhou? In a few days, it should be out of the Northwest Road..."

Nibbling dry food, Li Eryi talked to himself.

"I don't know where sir is going?"

When someone asked, Li Eryi replied casually: "Go... huh?!"

"Who?!"

Li Eryi jumped up suddenly, only then did he realize that there was an extra person by his side at some point.

This is a young man who does not look weak, dressed in a well-proportioned black suit, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, if not for his silver hair that is really eye-catching, he is just an ordinary person who is immediately lost in the shameful pile.

However, his pair of pupils were really as deep as the sea.

Suddenly looking at each other, Li Er felt himself falling into the sea of ​​stars, feeling a desolate, ancient and chaotic atmosphere.

It seems that what is in front of me is not a person, but a huge statue of a god that has stood in the sky and the earth for countless years.

"you you……"

Li Eryi's legs softened, and the previous feeling disappeared immediately. It wasn't that the breath disappeared, but that he simply forgot about it.

As if nothing had happened.

"What did you say? The old man is a little distracted..."

Li Eryi coughed, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's not a big deal, just where Mr. Curious is going, this flying eagle is quite difficult to control..."

The silver-haired boy smiled slightly, and all fear and strangeness disappeared.

Li Er felt that the young man in front of him was rather pleasing to the eye, and he felt good about him, but he didn't forget the business, and asked instead:
"What's the name of the little brother?"

"I don't quite remember my name, sir, just call me Laoqi."

The teenager grinned brightly.

"Good guy, seven brothers? Your mother has worked really hard."

Li Eryi's affection grew stronger, and he asked curiously:
"Where did you come from, where are you going, and how did you come to this wilderness?"

The young man listened and answered:
"I come from Changbai Mountain, and I want to climb one, the highest mountain in the world!"

　The third watch is over, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)