The founder of all religions

One sword spans the sky for a hundred generations, and the world is filled with the sorrow of immortals and gods.

On this day, the night sky in Wangxuan City was infected with white frost, and it was boundless, as if the rolling red dust and the long troubled world would be dissolved into this sword.

"The color of heaven and earth changes...the color of heaven and earth changes..."

Wang Lingce fell to his knees, his body shaking uncontrollably, and a huge wave had already set off in his heart.

This kind of fierce power is like the arrival of gods and demons, shaking the heaven and earth.

Such fear is like an ancient tremor, imprinted on instinct.

This kind of sword intention is like the will of heaven, brilliant and undefeated.

"The best sword in the world... This is really the best sword in the world... How come that man... is also in Wangxuan City..."

Wang Lingce's heart roared. He fell to the ground and felt his ears roaring, almost exploding. The terrifying pressure made his vision blur...

All he heard was the sound of swords.

As far as you can see, the sky and the earth are white.

At this moment, all the creatures in the huge Wangxuan City fell into a state of dissociation and nothingness. Their thoughts, their perceptions, their thoughts... came to a halt under this sword.

The sky and the earth are vast, only that halo of whiteness turns into eternity.

"It's you!?"

At this moment, the ancient bronze coffin shook violently, and Bei Sha Xuanzheng's voice finally showed a change of emotion, showing a third part of shock and a seventh part of heaviness.

Rumble…

Under that terrifying sword light, the way forward was blocked and the way back was destroyed. The ancient bronze coffin was like an untied boat, drifting with the current in the raging waves of the river and sea, bumping randomly in the air.

At this moment, mysterious lines slowly emerged on the ancient bronze coffin.

There was only a soft "click" sound, the ancient coffin slowly opened, the clouds disappeared, and the sword light floated.

A beautiful figure slowly walked out of the coffin, her eyes were shining, her clothes were flying, she was indescribably charming and charming, but her completely different cold temperament was like that of a high-ranking fairy.

"Beishi Xuanzhang!"

Wang Lingce spurted out a mouthful of old blood. He was at the highest level, so he felt the greatest pressure.

The moment Beisha Xuanzhang appeared, the sky and the earth changed color again. In the dim white sword light, the strong corpse energy almost penetrated the sky, and the huge skeleton shadow covered the sky and the sun, seeming to engulf the bright moon.

The terrifying weather made Wang Lingce's internal organs tremble, and even cracks appeared.

"The gods fight...the gods fight...Why do these two big guys appear in Wangxuan City?"

Wang Lingce lay on the ground, his body thrown to the ground, roaring in his heart, vomiting blood, like a dead fish.

"I haven't seen you for eighteen years, but you are still as charming as ever."

Above the sky, Beisha Xuanzhang looked at the sword light all over the sky, like Hua Zeguo, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

At this moment, this terrifying existence among the eight demons and immortals in the world does not have any killing intent. He does not look like a powerful enemy, but looks like an old friend reminiscing about the past.

"I haven't killed anyone for a long time. Put him down and go."

The indifferent voice resounds long and long between heaven and earth, revealing the ruthlessness of the years and accompanying the vicissitudes of the world.

"You are still so arrogant, arrogant, and don't take anyone seriously." Bei Sha Xuanzhang said lightly.

"Your five hundred years are approaching, how long can you live?"

The cold voice echoed in the sky, but there was a brief silence.

In this world, all living beings, even if they reach the pinnacle of cultivation, will only live and die for five hundred years.

This is the law of the universe.

"Just because my end is approaching, you should all be afraid of me..."

Suddenly, that indifferent voice sounded again, and Bei Sha Xuanzhang's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.

Such an understatement has more weight than any threat to this demon fairy.

This man's end is approaching. At this time, he has no inhibitions and is lawless enough to piss him off. He has no scruples and can pull people into his favor at will.

"Your sword is not with you..."

Bei Sha Xuanzhang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly said something irrelevant.

"I haven't used a sword for eighteen years..."

An indifferent sigh sounded faintly, making the whiteness between heaven and earth more intense. The billowing sword light filled the air, as if the sky was dyed white like frost, and it was eternity.

"If I use my sword...many people will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth shook. In the strong sword light, a figure seemed to emerge, dressed in white and spotless.

Bei Sha Xuan Zhong remained silent, the evil energy of heaven and earth surged, and the shadows of the three corpses gathered above the heavenly spirit. The terrifying pressure was not weakened by the sword intent that turned the sky and the earth white.

"You want to take action?"

"Eighteen years ago, the outcome was still undecided... Today I have to fight a battle..."

Having said this, Beisha Xuanzhang raised his jade hand horizontally, and his slender fingertips gently scratched Li Mo's cheek, which had already fallen into confusion.

"If you dare to touch him, I will crush the barren hills of your Beimang."

Bei Sha Xuanzhang's actions seemed to offend the man in white, and his cold voice sounded like thunder exploding, resounding throughout the sky.

"Oh? How can a mere descendant of the Black Sword be so valued by you? Who is this kid?"

Bei Sha Xuanzhang's color changed slightly. His eyes looked at Li Mo with deep curiosity, but he looked at him again.

"court death!"

The roaring sound shook the whole world.

The white halo all over the sky turned into a sword, killing everyone.

At this moment, the stars dimmed, the sky was horrifying, and the sun and moon hung upside down.

Rumble…

A lot of evil energy surged, and the three corpses evolved into virtual appearances, as if they were sitting on the heaven of law, condensing treasure seals, and touching the light of the sword.

In an instant, streaks of thunder pierced the sky, and two terrifying forces collided violently. The sky was torn apart and split in two from the middle.

The huge Wangxuan City was crumbling and seemed to be buried in the torn sky marks.

Buildings collapsed one after another and streets were destroyed. The aftermath was almost too much for the entire Wangxuan City to bear.

"Oh my god...why are you fighting here?"

Wang Lingce had just woken up from a comatose state. He was at the highest level and the pressure he felt was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Faced with such a terrifying aftermath, the internal organs in his body were almost squeezed into one place, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he passed out again.

"Sir...sir..."

Upon seeing this, the black-robed man's expression suddenly changed. He braced himself and hurriedly rushed over. In a panic, he stepped out and stepped directly on Wang Lingce's chest. In an instant, he heard the sound of cracking ribs.

Rumble...

At this moment, Beisha Xuanzhang drove the ancient bronze coffin and rushed towards the gap in the sky mark.

The white sword light suddenly moved, like big stars, chasing after him.

The two terrifying auras shot directly from the sky to the outside. Everyone was terrified, and they could faintly see the big stars in the sky extinguishing one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the sight of the two powerful men became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared as the gaps in the sky marks healed.

"Go...go!?"

In Wangxuan City, someone slowly walked out of the ruins and looked at the night sky where the vision had dissipated, watching with trepidation.

"I'm really gone... Oh my god... I actually survived..."

"Gods... gods fight... it's really a fight between gods... but why did the eight demon immortals appear in Wangxuan City?"

"Call...call someone...call someone quickly..."

Waves of exclamations and shouts came one after another, echoing throughout Wangxuan City.

After a while, men and horses from the Xuantian Pavilion and the patrol camp entered the city one after another.

This incident was beyond imagination. No one expected that such a change would occur in the Xuantian Pavilion examination. Even the eight great demons and immortals in the world would appear in the mortal world.

This is a big event, and its impact is immeasurable.

The words and deeds of a strong person of this level will affect the world structure, let alone cause such a big disturbance in the human city.

Not sure, it might lead to a war between the top experts.

After all, daring to come to a human city and fight to this point is simply provoking the majesty of the imperial court.

Not to mention, Wangxuan City is the sub-city of Kyoto and the portal of the Emperor.

The seriousness of this incident is more serious than the world's speculation and imagination.

…

In the next few days, Wangxuan City was closed again, and no one could enter or leave.

Li Mo could no longer remember that this was the first time the city had been closed since he entered the city.

Such a big movement has never happened in Longyuan Mansion.

Li Mo could only lament that the world was difficult, and even under the emperor's feet, the public security environment was surprisingly poor.

"Is your injury getting better?"

In the quiet courtyard, Feng Wannian picked up the teapot on the stone table and poured Li Mo a cup of tea.

Li Mo moved his shoulders and made a soft sound.

That day, he single-handedly fought against the descendants of the five major sects. The spiritual battle was extremely dangerous and caused great damage to him. Later, he was almost taken away by Beisha Xuanzhang and suffered some damage, but it was not serious.

"How come the eight great demons in the world...are targeting me? What a ghost."

"I heard that Beishi Xuanzhang has some grudges with Black Sword. I'm afraid that your reputation as the successor of Black Sword will bring disaster." Feng Wannian said in a low voice.

"Huh? How do you know?" Li Mo was stunned.

"I have a way."

Feng Wannian grinned softly: "Now that you have become famous in one battle, the reputation of the Black Sword's successor will not be lost. Otherwise, Xuantian Pavilion will not arrange such a quiet and elegant residence for us."

After that night, Wang Lingce specially arranged a new residence for Li Mo and others...

This small courtyard is located in the east city, next to Xuantian Pavilion, and on the next street is Dengtian Tower.

Compared to the small courtyard in Beicheng where they lived before, it was like the difference between a mansion and a pigsty.

"I'm not used to living there." Li Mo shook his head and couldn't help but raise his head and look at the Dengtian Tower not far away.

These days, he could feel someone on the Dentian Tower watching their small courtyard almost every day.

Ye Bufan, Yue Xiaoxiang, Lin Ming... these people were like revolving lanterns, standing upstairs staring at him every day, their eyes full of resentment.

"They are dissatisfied... After all, if you have a name on the list, such an assessment is nothing. It cannot tell a person's true cultivation and strength." Feng Wannian said with a smile.

"The disciples of the five major sects are holding back their energy and want to have a real fight with you to regain their place."

"There should be no chance." Li Mo sneered.

He has received a notice and will leave for the capital in five days.

In this assessment, a total of sixty-six disciples were selected. Because Li Mo performed extremely well, Luofushan was specially given two more places.

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian accompanied him throughout the whole journey. As a result, they were able to go to the capital smoothly because of Li Mo's favor.

For this reason, Shang Xujian knocked Li Mo on the spot.

He never dreamed that he, who struggled to even advance in Longyuan Mansion, would be able to reach the end and enter the Xuantian Pavilion's final exam.

This is a blessing and opportunity that may not come even if one bombs the ancestral grave.

If Li Mo was not still alive, he really wanted to build a tomb for him and worship him as his ancestor. It really fulfilled the old saying, recognizing your ancestor changes your destiny.

"There should still be a chance. When we get to the capital, you will naturally have to compete among yourself..." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

"With such a big incident happening in Wangxuan City, the competition between you will naturally not be held here."

Beisha Xuanzhang appears in Wangxuan City, which is no small matter.

Some people say that behind this is Guixu's conspiracy, with sinister intentions and outrageous intentions. Although the banner of justice was temporarily rolled up by the strong wind, there will definitely be a day when it will be raised again.

The demons in Guixu will not be arrogant for long, and they will be exposed to the light sooner or later.

"The capital?" Li Mo whispered.

The others were not taken seriously by him, only Jiang Chen from Martial Arts Mountain was considered his opponent.

On that day, if Jiang Chen didn't use the spirit of the demon fairy, and Li Mo didn't have the true intention of the black sword to help him, the competition between them would indeed feel like a close match.

The most important thing is that this person has been taught by Beisha Xuanzhang.

After this incident, Beisha Xuanzhang disappeared. Who knows if she will motivate Jiang Chen to target Li Mo.

The methods of the eight demon immortals in the world are beyond the imagination of today's Li Mo.

"You have to be careful. This person is not a trivial person. Not only does he have the cultivation level of the Spiritual Breath Realm, but the power behind him is also unfathomable." Feng Wannian reminded.

Jiang Chen was born in Martial Arts Mountain, and the [Martial Sect], one of the Seven Ultimates of Xuantian, studied martial arts in Martial Arts Mountain back then, so he is considered to be from the same sect.

"Xuantian Qijue...the eight great demon immortals in the world...this background is really...fuck..." Li Mo curled his lips.

In comparison, he is simply a loner with no one behind him, let alone a backer.

It is no exaggeration to say that Li Mo was able to get to where he is today entirely due to his own efforts.

This is what the so-called God rewards hard work.

"As expected, I can only rely on myself."

Li Mo couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel contempt for Jiang Chen who relied on the connections behind him to get to where he is today.

"where did you go!?"

Feng Wannian looked at Li Mo's retreating back and asked quickly.

"It's not peaceful in Wangxuan City now. I heard that the evil clutches of Guixu have reached in. Even King Jiansi Wang Lingce was seriously injured. Seven or eight ribs on his chest were broken, and he almost lost his life."

Feng Wannian compiled the gossip he received these days.

Of course, the news about Wang Lingce's assassination by Gui Xu was top secret, and he only told it to Li Mo.

"Gui Xu is so powerful, he has already rebelled."

Li Mo didn't take it seriously, but waved his hand.

"I'm going out for a walk."

As he spoke, Li Mo walked out of the yard.

A moment later, on the outskirts of Wangxuan City, the dilapidated temple stood alone among the weeds.

"Boss Bai, I'm here..."

Li Mo stood outside the temple door and raised his hand to knock on the door.