I have a role in the heavens

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying thunder in the air that made people faint, and golden and purple lightning loomed. The vortex between Qi Wang Zhao Wuyan's eyebrows suddenly shrank into his body, and his whole body shone brightly, as if made of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. The terrifying aura rolled straight into the sky.

When Dou Mu Yuanjun outside the imperial city saw this, he opened his eyes and formed a seal with his hands. The back of one hand showed star marks, and the other showed the color of chaos. Affected by this, the golden-purple electric light suddenly changed, first pure purple, and then turned into a chaotic color.

"Boom!"

The chaotic thunder light fell, and Zhao Wuyan roared. boom! The palaces near the Taiji Hall were submerged in chaos, and the golden light only lit up for the first time, and was quickly swallowed up. Zhao Wuyan's roar spread far away, getting weaker and weaker, and finally turned into silence.

"Walk."

Doumu Yuanjun stood up and reminded Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun with a calm tone. The old emperor's consciousness gradually became blurred with sadness, and muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he refused to rest in peace. Sima Shi and the few divine arresters who knew the plan stopped one after another and stopped resisting.

The Emperor of Heaven came to his senses in mid-air, and with a strike of the shining sword in his hand, he was about to seize the Nine Dragon Seal. However, the two divine weapons had their own spirituality and led the Shendu formation on their own. They were evenly matched with him, and the long sword swirled with purple energy spun around. Cut to the Emperor of Heaven.

Seeing that there was no chance, the Emperor of Heaven made a move with the long sword in his hand. The whole god seemed to be slowed down and all its color faded. Even the long purple sword and the two divine weapons were slightly sluggish. After drawing the knife, he saw that the Emperor's breath was empty, his body was transparent, and he was about to leave.

The battle in mid-air came to an abrupt end, and the white fingers of the Dharma King stopped and were about to merge into the void. The long sword stretched across the palace, the purple energy dissipated, and was about to merge into the void and escape into the void.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Since you are here, why bother to leave in a hurry? Lu has a sword, please taste it!"

Lu Chunyang stood up, his left hand behind his back, his black hair fluttering behind him, his clothes were hunting, he was bold and bold, a shocking aura rose into the sky, the wind and clouds changed, the sky and the earth became dark, he held the hilt of the red peach wood sword in his right hand, facing the sky Swing out.

The space between heaven and earth turned into a vast expanse of white. Lu Chunyang's sword light was like a bright sun, illuminating the entire heaven and earth. The sword energy stretched across thirty thousand miles, and the light of the sword chilled nineteen continents.

Countless experts looked up in the direction of Shendu, their expressions solemn, their eyes full of light, their whole bodies tense. They felt this shocking sword light, and they all speculated in their minds about who had done it, and why it was so terrifying.

The mighty and wide Guna River flows quietly with floating ice, irrigating patches of fertile land.

Near the mouth of the Guna River, there is a huge golden tent standing, nearly a hundred feet in diameter, inlaid with gold, painted with eagles, and shining with brilliant light.

It is the "Golden Tent" in a narrow sense, the residence of Gurdo, the Great Khan of the Grassland, who resides in different places depending on the season.

The "Golden Tent" in a broad sense is an area of ​​hundreds of miles surrounding this huge tent. The tents spread out in circles, with cattle and horses braying and monsters roaring. Different areas were naturally formed according to different statuses. Some In some places, the stench of cow and horse dung is overwhelming, in some places there is a constant sound of clanging iron, in some places brilliance bursts out from time to time, and in some places shamans and gods appear one after another.

A bronze giant dozens of feet tall stood up from the golden tent. If he wanted to hold the sky above his head, the ax he held in his hand was clearly a hole like tearing apart time and space! The bronze giant raised his right hand, and the shape of the ax appeared. It was a long-handled axe, which could grow larger with the person. The color was deep, almost bronze, and there were nine marks on it that were difficult to describe in words. It seemed that they were thunder, lightning, flames or chaos. The original shape of the hole.

The ax fell and became ethereal, as if people saw the Immortal Pond, which can make people lose their immortal body. If this ax hits, the earthly immortal will retreat into a human immortal, and another ax will knock down the mortal world. This is the peerless magic weapon "Heavenly Punishment Ax"!

The light of the ax was bright and sharp, splitting the sword light on the grassland. Gurdo's expression was extremely solemn, his face was full of worry, and he sighed in a low voice.

"The Central Plains is so prosperous and full of outstanding people, yet another peerless swordsman has been born. Even if I master the Heavenly Punishment Axe, I still dare not win easily!"

Behind Guldo, a man from the Immortality Cult was wrapped in a black robe, with only one pair of golden eyes shining. He was holding a strange green and black cane, and he had an old appearance and said in a vicissitudes of voice.

"Great Khan, don't worry too much. Although the Central Plains is powerful, there are endless battles and disputes. It does not pose much of a threat to our grassland!"

"I hope so!"

Northern Zhou Dynasty, Changle. Gao Lan was sitting in the carriage, holding a glass of wine in his hand and looking at the sparkling lake in front of him. He had a cold expression and a stern look. He looked up and looked up at the bright sword light in the sky. An iron-black iron bar at his waist was unsheathed in an instant. The inconspicuous iron bar quickly faded away from its iron black and bloomed. The front of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers. On the back of the sword, there are immortals and demons bowing their heads, monsters prostrate. On the hilt, there are books about farming, fish and animal husbandry, and various forms of human race!

The sword light dissipated, Gao Lan had an inexplicable look on his face, his eyes were deep, cold and domineering, like a human overlord, majestic and terrifying, he whispered in a low voice.

"He drew his sword. Is this announcing his existence to the world?!"

A towering and majestic Taoist palace, there is a plaque on it with strange words that are neither ancient nor modern: Biyou Palace.

A Taoist priest, wearing a young and solemn "Lingbao Tianzun" mask, with black hair, pulled into a bun, and a bamboo crown. His figure is thin but not weak, tall but not thin. His aqua blue Taoist robe hangs down and flutters in the wind, as if Be one with heaven and earth. You can't tell the depth of him at all. In front of you, it looks like a clear lake and the boundless sea. It seems that there is only one person in the world!

There is a long sword hanging on the waist of this Taoist. It has a restrained edge and looks like an ordinary sword. There are two ancient seal characters engraved on it: Qingping. They contain earth fire on the surface and feng shui on the inside. Looking at these two words, it is almost as thrilling as when the heaven and earth first opened.

The Taoist holds the hilt of the sword, and unsheathes the sword light. The sword light is full of killing energy, pure and sharp, and the sword energy that destroys the world rushes out. The sword energy is crisscrossed in all directions, and the void collapses and twists into a cage. The sword light above Biyou Palace was extinguished.

"Is this the Pure Yang Sword God? No wonder Lu Da rates him as the best swordsman in the world!"

On the bank of the East China Sea, in the East China Sea Sword Village, He Qi, whose beard and hair were both white, exploded with sword energy all over his body, majestic like a fierce lion, invisible sword energy, slashing through the void, with his beard and hair standing straight, eyes like tiger eyes, brows furrowed, and whispered .

"It's so majestic. It can cut down the world with one sword. All the masters on the Heavenly Ranking will take action!"

In Thrushcross Grange, in the thatched cottage at the back of the mountain, Mr. Lu Da was sitting on the ground, looking attentively, carving the wood in his hand. Suddenly he looked up and looked slightly startled. He put down the wood carving in his hand, held the long sword beside him, stood up, and stood up in the strong wind. Wrathfully, the clothes make a hunting noise and fall off in the air, the sword energy is surging, the sword light is cold, majestic and pure, blinding the clouds, but if you look closely, you will find that the sword light is actually divided into strands, and each strand is made of smaller It consists of an imperceptible sword light.

These countless sword lights formed sword formations, layer upon layer. In one sword, there were more than 100,000 sword formations. They stirred up each other and compensated for each other, spurring out this bright and mighty sword light, killing all the enemies. The sword light in the void.

Mr. Lu Da's old and kind face showed a look of surprise, his cloudy eyes flashed with light, and he said incredulously.

"He was so diligent that he walked in front of everyone!"

This Yixinjian, after ten years of decadence, sincere love and single-mindedness, has realized his own path, and his level is slightly higher than other Tianban masters. He has realized a trace of Lu Chunyang's level, and he is extremely shocked.

In the desert of the Western Region, at the edge of the endless abyss, in the Shura Temple, the ninth great Asura Meng Nan on the Heavenly List appeared. He had three heads and six arms, his skin was blue and black, his eyes were burning, and his mouth was breathing black air. He looked angry and naked, with only a waistband around his waist. Wearing black cloth. He held a sword and a sword in each of his six arms, holding a black lotus and a pearl of mysterious fire, and holding a bloody spear. Just standing there, his fierce and angry expression made all the gravel and yellow sand of the Gobi desert disappear. Turn into blood!

The great Asura Mengnan roared in the sky, and shot out his spear, piercing the sword light all over the sky. The spear was full of murderous and bloody aura, and the filthy aura gathered. The black flames above the spear light ignited, burning the heaven and earth, and touched everything. Everything turned into ashes silently.

The sword's light was sharp and it cut everything. It fell from the nine heavens, extinguished the black flames, cut through the void, and suddenly appeared in front of the great Asura's Dharma Body. It cut down hard, and a wound opened, a blue-black Blood flowed out, and earth-shaking roars resounded throughout the desert. Countless people knelt on the ground in fear, trembling, wondering why the overlord of the Western Region was so angry.

In the southern wilderness, there are barren mountains and rivers. The mountains are more than ten thousand feet high. They are bare, with no vegetation, no birds and beasts, and no trace of life. The red clouds above the mountains are all over the sky. They are cut away by the light of the sword and go straight to a palace in the mountain. This palace It is extremely pale and seems to be made of the skeletons of thousands of living beings. It is surrounded by a blood-red evil spirit, and a fishy smell permeates a hundred miles. Deep in the palace is an old man, extremely skinny, with red lips and green eyes, as if Shura, the evil ghost in the world, exudes an extremely vicious and violent aura.

This is the Blood Sea Rakshasa, the tenth on the heavenly list, a master of the evil path who has just entered the Dharmakaya. He seemed to feel the shocking sword energy. He stood up suddenly and waved the thin blood knife in his hand. The sky was filled with red light, as if it was dyed red with blood. The sea rolled up, the waves were turbulent, and they rolled towards the sword light. Endless evil energy gathered, filled with black and red, and the world was dark, eerie and terrifying.

The sword light was bright and it was omnipotent. He divided the sea with one sword and came in front of the Blood Sea Rakshasa. His face changed drastically. The Blood Sea Rakshasa spread out his own blood sea. The sea of ​​vitality exploded, all red, with a flower blooming inside. A blood-red lotus released a fishy-sweet fragrance. If an ordinary person smelled it, it would turn into blood on the spot. The blood-red lotus kept flying out, blocking the sword light. The blossoming blood-red lotus withered and was dilapidated.

The entire Blood Sea was ruined, and the figure of the Blood Sea Rakshasa emerged. His clothes were in rags, and he was extremely embarrassed. His hair had been cut off. His face was extremely gloomy, and fear flashed in his sinister eyes. Although there was resentment in his heart, Although he knew the difference in strength, he cursed in an extremely unlucky manner.

"Damn it, how could such a terrifying person be born in the world? I really doubt that he has transcended the Dharmakaya. I can't afford to offend him, so why can't I hide from him?"

Seven masters from the Heavenly Ranking were thousands of miles away, and they exchanged a move with Lu Chunyang. Even the last two masters from the Heavenly Ranking were injured, which shows the shocking power of Lu Chunyang's sword.

The mythical Emperor of Heaven, the magician Han Guang, the awe-inspiring Purple Qi Cui Qinghe, and the World-Transcending Dharma King suddenly changed their expressions. Without any time to think, they turned enemies into friends and took action at the same time to jointly resist Lu Chunyang's peerless sword.

"The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, sorrows are endless, have mercy on our world, there is a god descending from the sky, there is no living mother, my hometown is empty!"

"My mother has no life, my hometown is empty!"

Blossoming white lotus falls, the void turns into nothingness, the heaven and earth seem to turn into a dead silence, the breath of the inanimate old mother fills the air, the golden energy between the heaven and the earth gathers, it is holy and ethereal, making people feel like falling into an illusory dream, unable to distinguish the true from the false.

Cui Qinghe's long sword waved, stirring up the legal principles between heaven and earth. An awe-inspiring force gathered between heaven and earth, filling the space between heaven and earth. The vast pure sun, the awe-inspiring long river hanging in the void, was unparalleled in strength and awe-inspiring.

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and endowed with fluid shapes. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is said to be vast, and it is so vast that it blocks the sky. The imperial road should be clear to the Yi, and it should contain the harmony and open the Mingting Court."

The clear sound of reading resounded throughout the world, just like the teachings of a saint. Countless people's hearts were upright and brave, and the thoughts of countless sentient beings merged into the vast river, adding three points of power.

"The heaven and earth are vicissitudes of life, time is like a knife, time is like water, and it remains unchanged forever!"

The Emperor of Heaven slashed out the sword in his hand, overwhelming the three realms, and the ninety-nine supreme beings. The light of the sword turned into a long river of time, with no source and no end. It was winding and winding. The river was clear and clear, and with the breath of time, a picture emerged. The changes of civilization, vicissitudes of life, changes in ancient and modern times are all presented in it.

After Lu Chunyang slashed out a sword, the peach wood sword had already been sheathed. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the three tall men in the sky who were exerting all their strength. Their expressions were calm and unparalleled. In their eyes, there was a vast world, changes in yin and yang, and endless principles of law. The net is densely covered over the eyeballs, mysterious and profound, majestic and sacred.

Lu Chunyang withdrew his gaze and did not pay attention to whether the three of them had defeated the sword light. Instead, he looked back at Jiang Zhiwei with a smile, as if the cold winter of March 9 suddenly turned into spring, warm and bright, bright and gorgeous.

"time to go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chunyang and Jiang Zhiwei disappeared from the spot. The void around them was distorted. Jiang Zhiwei was in a trance, her five senses were confused, and her mind was confused.

It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like a long time. When Jiang Zhiwei came back to her senses, she had already returned to her residence in Xijian Pavilion, and an indifferent voice sounded in her ears.

"The Qionghua Banquet was unexpectedly interrupted. Three questions have been asked, all of which are the leaders. It is judged that the main line has been completed, and each person has 1,500 good deeds."

"Because the injuries of the team members are not fatal and other unexpected situations have occurred, in order to ensure that the secret of reincarnation is not leaked, they will not be able to return until seven days."

Jiang Zhiwei looked stunned. This was the first time that after completing the mission, he did not return to the Six Paths of Reincarnation immediately. This had never happened in other reincarnation worlds. When had the Six Paths been afraid that others would see him taking away the reincarnated person? There are all kinds of visions to cover it up!

"Does this mean that our world is special? Or is the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation worried about something?"

"Perhaps my uncle has become so powerful that even the Lords of the Six Paths of Reincarnation should treat him with caution!"

Jiang Zhiwei had a gloomy look on her face, looking in the direction of Lu Chunyang's residence, holding the White Rainbow Sun-penetrating Sword tightly in her hand. As her cultivation became more advanced, she understood her uncle less and less. He seemed to be shrouded in layers of mist. It makes people unable to see clearly the depth of his reality.

The sky above the Shendu Palace was filled with chaos, the void collapsed, time and space collapsed, and turbulence arose. Even with the protection of the Shendu Formation, most of the palace collapsed and was a mess.

The Mythical Emperor lowered his head and stared at the knife in his hand. A crack appeared on the blade. His eyes were cold and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions. He snorted coldly, and his figure became blurred and disappeared into the air.

All the flesh and blood on the white finger of the Dharma King disappeared, revealing the dense white bones. The white lotus flowers all over his body were stained with a touch of blood. It was sad and beautiful, and the ethereal and holy artistic conception disappeared. There was a faint smell of blood, the lotus flowers disappeared, and the traces disappeared.

The sword's light dimmed and fell back into Cui Qingyu's hand. Cui Qinghe, far away in Pingjin City, Dizhou, most of the purple energy in his eyes had dissipated, his face was a bit pale, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and veins popped out on the back of his hands. , trembling slightly, drop by drop, red blood drops fell to the ground and formed a pool. His face was extremely ugly, solemn and gloomy, and his eyes looked towards the Huazhou Xijian Pavilion, showing fear and awe.

Everyone at the Qionghua Banquet was in shock, their eyes were empty and lifeless. Lu Chunyang was actually so terrifying. He fought three masters of magic on the Heavenly Ranking alone. Although it was just a sword, it could be seen that his strength was definitely on the top of the Heavenly Ranking. Top three.

I don't know how long it took, but Cui Qingyu was the first to react. He looked at Sima Shi and others, holding the long sword, and said sternly.

"Get them!"

The purple clouds rose and the breath became lighter. It was still like this. The pressure on the long sword still made several divine catchers dare not resist.

Wang Wenxian looked at Sima Shi with complicated eyes. There were many acquaintances of his, but they actually colluded with evil heretics!

At this moment, someone stood in front of Cui Qingyu. It was the head of the Song family, the right servant of Shangshu shot Song Shouren and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Cui, wait a minute."

"Brother Song, why are you blocking me?"

Cui Qingyu was stunned. Song Shouren looked serious, pointed at the old emperor and the palace, and defended Sima Shi and others.

"The culprit is dead. Sima Shi and others are just vassals, and their crimes are not serious. Moreover, they may be deceived and held hostage. They can be tried fairly and cannot do anything to implicate people unjustly."

"There are many strong men in the world. If you take action without asking for clues, wouldn't you be weakening yourself in vain and giving outsiders an opportunity to take advantage of you?"

As soon as these words came out, Cui Qingyu's face changed slightly and his hand holding the sword tightened. The strong master of the Jiangdong Wang family walked to Song Shouren's side with a smile and supported him.

"Brother Cui, please be patient. I see that Sima Shi and others have given up resistance, so it's better not to get too tense."

After the Wang family in Jiangdong, the powerful Zhang family in Longnan, the Sima family in Xiliang, the Zheng family in Hengyuan, and the Ruan family in Langya also woke up and taking advantage of the situation to destroy the Zhao family in the divine capital would only serve as a wedding dress for the Cui family in Pingjin!

Previously, the aristocratic family tried every means to restrict the royal family from coming back to the Dharmakaya, lest the Zhao family, who controlled the name of righteousness and resource advantages, truly suppress their family. At this moment, should they go against their original intentions and welcome the Cui family with the Dharmakaya to replace the Zhao family?

"Aren't you making yourself uncomfortable?"

Compared with this, a weakened Zhao family in the divine capital is more in line with the interests of the major families, and can also involve the Cui family! Moreover, having the Zhao family's excuse for being unethical is a great opportunity to grab benefits and completely extend their hands into the six doors. Those magic hunters who do not belong to the Zhao family will see the situation clearly, and they can hit it off with a little effort!