Mijueluo! ?

Looking around the world, I am afraid there is no one who does not know this name.

The current head teacher of Longhu Mountain is known as the number one master in the past five hundred years of Longhu Mountain, and he is so powerful that he can almost be called the number one person in the Taoist sect.

This man also entered the [Hermitage] when he was young, leaving his own sword marks on the Lingjian Mountain.

Inspired by Zhou Dao's sword energy, the immortal mark came alive.

A phantom came slowly, showing the demeanor of Mi Jueluo's youth.

He uttered a Taoist robe, walked on cloud sleeves, and walked towards the golden sky, his eyes were ethereal. The world of mortals is rolling, and it is difficult to infect the slightest.

"Mijueluo...the headmaster of Longhu Mountain...that old monster..." Zhou Dao murmured softly, showing an unbelievable expression.

He once heard Li Zangfeng mention this person.

Longhushan's head teacher Mijueluo, his seniority is extremely high, among the older generation of powerhouses, he is still the top character in the limelight.

Even if you look at the masters in the world, Mi Jueluo can be called the strongest. He is a real old monster and the pillar of Longhu Mountain.

On that day, Zhou Dao once asked Li Zangfeng who was stronger or weaker, he or Mi Jueluo.

Li Zangfeng said a meaningful sentence.

"In another ten years, maybe he can overwhelm the opponent."

In today's world, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to challenge Mi Jueluo, and among the monster clan, there is probably only the uncrowned king [Black Emperor].

As for the existence of strong human beings who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Mijueluo, there are only a handful of them.

"Your unreliable master...you can be regarded as an old rival with him." Li Zangfeng once mentioned it inadvertently.

The Sunset Sect had withered so far, only three or five people remained, and the strongest among them was Zhou Dao's unreliable master.

Mijueluo met him when he was young, and fought countless battles in his life.

However, there are only a few who know the world.

"The enemy of the old drunkard, the leader of Longhu Mountain..."

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth, feeling the endless pressure.

The young Taoist priest was just a brand, and just standing in front of him brought him an unimaginable sense of oppression.

The golden light fell like a wave, causing ripples around the young man Mi Jueluo.

His eyes were ethereal, moving back and forth slowly, locking on Zhou Dao.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest moved, his body flashed like a thunderbolt in the dark night, and in an instant, he was in front of Zhou Dao.

A mighty punch, like the seal of a dragon and a tiger, smashed towards Zhou Dao with the momentum of the collapse of the world.

Zhou Dao reacted instinctively, his body roared endlessly, and his backhand was also a punch, like mountains and rivers, never ending.

boom…

The two figures collided together, bursting out with dazzling flames.

With this punch, the world was overwhelmed, and the golden light between the heaven and the earth exploded.

Zhou Dao's arm trembled, and the terrifying aftermath came counterattacking along the front of the fist, shaking his flesh and blood.

"There was such a scene when I was young!?" Zhou Dao was in shock.

This is the imprint left by Mijueluo when he was young. With the condensing of his energy and spirit, under the catalysis of Lingjian Mountain, he reproduced all the demeanor of that year.

With one punch, ghosts and gods wept.

Based on his physical body alone, Mi Jueluo is not inferior to Zhou Dao, and can even be evenly divided.

hum...

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest's robe exploded, and a tiger pattern appeared on his body.

The wind follows the dragon, and the cloud follows the tiger.

In an instant, a strong wind rose suddenly, breaking through 800 golden lights.

The young Taoist priest's figure was erratic, moving with the wind, and he was sticking to Zhou Dao. He raised his hand and struck the sky directly with a palm.

"Golden Light Curse!"

Zhou Dao shouted violently, like thunder.

In an instant, thousands of golden lights emerged from Zhou Dao's body, flooding with immeasurable light, rippling and falling like the sun, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

The Golden Light Curse is the supreme supernatural power in Taiyi Sect.

The so-called, enter our door to release the golden light, go to the sky and enter the earth to see the Jade Emperor. The body is still there for thousands of kalpas, so don't hesitate when you recite Taiyi.

Once this technique is completed, the golden light protects the body, as if helping a god, it can eliminate all disasters and calamities, and destroy evil spirits in the ten directions.

After Zhou Dao stepped into Chenggang Realm, he achieved great success in his spells and finally revealed the true power of the Golden Light Curse.

rumbling...

The golden light was shining brightly, breaking the tiger-hunting wind and shaking the young Taoist priest away.

At the same time, Zhou Daoyi pointed out that the golden light was like a sword, piercing everywhere, and slashed straight at the retreating Taoist priest.

hum...

Suddenly, the young Taoist hovered and landed, stamped his feet lightly, dragon patterns appeared on his body, and clouds and mist rose around his body, as if a real dragon had come into the world, changing forever.

Amidst the vision of wind and thunder, he came rushing forward with his sharp claws hiding fiercely, and even with this flesh and blood body, he tore apart the long golden light.

Zhou Dao fell into a hard fight. Since his debut, except when he was the king of Yen, facing Ye Kong, he had never been like this, fighting with his peers, evenly divided.

Even, the other party wants to overwhelm him faintly.

The looming sense of oppression finally made him feel a little danger.

No wonder the masters of the Hermitage regard Lingjian Mountain as a forbidden area, they can only watch it from a distance, but they dare not go beyond the thunder pool.

This spiritual mountain contains opportunities, but it also comes with huge risks.

Thousands of sword marks and marks of supernatural powers are enough to erase any master from this world, and it is impossible to survive.

What a furnace!

Golden Light Curse!

Zhou Dao's body was filled with real fire, and each streak was like flesh and blood, intertwined with each other, covering the body.

At the same time, the golden light soared into the sky with boundless brilliance, merging with the True Furnace God as one, reflecting each other's brilliance.

bang bang bang...

The breath of the dragon and tiger turned around, and Zhou Dao's body turned into a ray of brilliance, colliding with it.

The golden light filled the sky like a raging tide, shaking the majestic Lingjian Mountain.

Endless runes flew out, like a black line connecting heaven and earth.

"Then... what is that?"

Everyone was amazed and speechless by the terrifying vision in front of them.

Su Yaoji's heart was beating wildly, and her blood was flowing faster and faster. She felt a strong uneasiness.

It was a kind of powerlessness and despair in the face of Xeon.

Obviously, an extremely terrifying power seemed to have awakened in Lingjian Mountain.

Now, Zhou Dao is fighting with it.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Throughout the past 100,000 years, there have been 3,000 guests who are the world's proudest. Can you leave your name here, really Fan Fan?"

At this moment, a contemptuous sigh slowly dissipated in front of Lingjian Mountain.

Everyone turned around and looked, only to see an old man coming from the sky, with a childlike face and a fairy appearance.

"I have met the Great Elder." Everyone saluted respectfully and did not dare to neglect.

The Great Elder of the Yinyuan walked straight to the Lingjian Mountain as if he hadn't heard it, and squinted his eyes, looking at the vision between heaven and earth.

"Jianzhu, you little apprentice is so bold that you actually want to leave a name on this mountain." The Great Elder of Yinyuan shouted in a deep voice.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the void shattered, and a sword light came vertically, transforming into shape immediately.

In the majestic and vast sea of ​​swords, a man stepped forward, roaring like a tiger, singing like a dragon, his power was unrivaled, who else could it be if it wasn't a sword pillar?

"Sword Pillar...One of the Nine Divine Pillars...he has come!?"

Everyone's eyes lit up. For the monks in the world, the sword pillar is high above, and it is a monument that the younger generations will always pursue.

With such a legendary figure appearing here, who can remain calm?

"Sword Pillar... That's a Sword Pillar... Such a powerful and strong man has come."

"If one day, I can reach this level, death will be worth it."

"It must be possible, it must be possible."

Shen Langyan and Meng Zhibai looked at each other, and they both saw a fiery brilliance in each other's eyes.

They clasped their hands tightly, bursting out sparks of brotherhood, full of yearning for the future.

"At his level, if you don't even have this bit of courage, then you might as well wipe your neck and commit suicide." Li Zangfeng squinted his eyes and said calmly.

"The sages and sages in ancient times are all lonely...the reason why they stand on their own is because the enemies in front of them have been wiped out, but those who came after them can't catch up with them. The world is boundless, and the world is invincible..."

The Great Elder of the Hermitage grinned coldly: "Your little apprentice wants to see their demeanor...I'm afraid he will have to pay a price."

"So what? It's not like I haven't seen it before." Li Zangfeng said lightly.

When he was young, he also entered the Hermitage and climbed Lingjian Mountain, leaving a sword mark.

"When Shi Yuan Wang...can he do it?" the Great Elder of the Hermitage whispered softly.

To leave sword marks on Lingjian Mountain, besides strength, what is more important is "past", "present" and future.

Those amazing people, they have come all the way, the past is brilliant, the conquests, blood and fire, and the corpses of the powerful have made them invincible now, and also opened their way to the top in the future.

Now, King Yuan is here, and his journey is equally splendid.

But... Can he leave his mark on the mountain like his predecessors?

rumbling...

Suddenly, Lingjian Mountain shook violently, and a terrifying sword light shot up into the sky, like a dragon and a tiger fighting each other, strangling and shattering the golden light all over the sky.

"Dragon and Tiger Sword Seal... Mijueluo..." The Great Elder of the Yinyuan's complexion changed slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he looked at Li Zangfeng, feeling a little regretful.

"Jianzhu, you little apprentice is unlucky to meet Mi Jueluo."

"Longhu Mountain..."

Li Zangfeng frowned slightly and murmured.

In Lingjian Mountain.

The sky filled with sword light shattered, and countless runes also withered.

The young Taoist priest's sword flashed all over his body.

Nature transforms into a dragon, fate transforms into a tiger, the dual cultivation of life and soul, like yin and yang interacting with each other, evolves the supreme sword intent.

This terrifying sword intent is like the nature of heaven and earth, containing everything.

Everything in the world can't get out of it.

"Mijueluo... Is this the demeanor of Longhushan when he was a teenager?"

Zhou Dao murmured softly, his whole body glowed with a dark arc, fell into the abyss, the heaven and the earth fell like a fall, and all dharmas came to an end.

The curse sun was printed, the runes on Lingjian Mountain withered, and the golden light was dimmed, but it couldn't stop the supreme sword intent of the dragon and tiger intersecting.

rumbling...

All of a sudden, the young Taoist priest came forward, and he went forward indomitably, as if there was nothing in the world that could stop his footsteps.

The intersecting dragon and tiger sword shapes are like the circulation of yin and yang, turning into black and white, and circulating in his palm.

At this moment, the figure of the young Taoist priest was assimilated by this supreme sword intent.

Yin Yinjian, he turned into a sword mark, just like the brand mark left on Lingjian Mountain.

Most primitive!

The purest!

Also the most invincible!

rumbling...

The golden light shattered, and the real fire died out.

Even the darkest arc of Cursed Riyin is faltering, and the demeanor of the world's number one Taoist in his youth is indeed too amazing.

It is precisely because of such a horrible past that there is a supreme present.

"Can't you cross it?" Zhou Dao murmured softly, looking a little dazed.

This battle can almost be called the most difficult battle since his debut.

The brand in front of him maintained the posture of his youth, and he was on the same level as him in the same realm, but it brought unprecedented pressure to Zhou Dao.

Between life and death, terror suddenly arose, and he suddenly felt that this battle was too long, like a vicissitudes of life, with no end in sight.

However, when the young Taoist priest came, under the supreme sword intent, everything would come to an end.

"Don't worry, you still have a great future, find that way..."

Suddenly, a friendly voice sounded in Zhou Dao's ears, like a ripple in a deep pool in an empty valley, layer upon layer, spreading boundlessly.

"Who?" Zhou Dao wondered.

On Nuoda's Lingjian Mountain, golden light is everywhere, and there is only the overwhelming dragon and tiger sword intent in front of him.

"Find your own way..."

The friendly voice sounded again.

Suddenly, Lingjian Mountain shook violently, and endless runes jumped out.

In the depths of the Lingshan Mountain, another sword mark appeared. It was so majestic and brilliant that the world was shocked, and a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

In the wind and thunder intertwined, a phantom of an ancient tomb emerged, the ancient vicissitudes, revealing the mystery and loneliness of the ages.

"That's...the Central Tomb..."

"Who...whose sword marks can cause such a vision!?"

Everyone looked at the sky, wondering and uncertain, and their expressions were indescribably terrifying.

They remembered that not long ago, there was such a vision in the mountains and seas banquet, and in the sky above the capital.

That was the vision caused by Jianzhu's little apprentice turning his body into Qi and breaking through the realm.

However, this terrible vision today is somewhat similar to that day, but also different.

The Great Elder of the Hermitage looked up, his beard and hair were all moving in the hunting wind, and a deep and solemn look filled his deep eyes.

"Zhou Xuan..."

"The former king of Yuan!"

rumbling...

In Lingjian Mountain, Mi Jueluo's sword mark paused for a moment.

In the light of swords all over the place, a man came slowly, his brows were raised, he carried a long sword, and there was a chuckle of teasing the world in the corner of his mouth.

"Father!?" Zhou Dao was in shock.

He didn't need to ask more about this man's aura, he recognized it at a glance.

He is the imprint left by Zhou Xuan, the previous king of Yuan Dynasty.

"If you can't find that way, you're going to die."

Friendly words sounded in Zhou Dao's ears, and Zhou Xuan's figure slowly dissipated, crossing in front of Zhou Dao, slightly blocking the pace of Mi Jue Luo's supreme sword intent.

"That way... that way..." Zhou Dao gritted his teeth.

Compared with these amazing people of all ages, his strength, realm, magical powers, means, experience, consciousness...etc are not inferior.

Now, what Zhou Dao lacks is his own will, or...

"Obsession!"

"Everyone has obsessions... We are born to live for obsessions..."

There was a roar in Zhou Dao's mind.

He has been accompanied by too many people along the way, Little Black Cat, Wang Xiaoyi, Wang Xuanzhi, Ma Yinglong, Jiang Xuan...these people, life and death, accompany him to grow and become stronger together.

There are also too many people shielding him from the wind and rain, paving the way ahead, the old drunkard, Li Zangfeng, Uncle Xu, Director Lu...

They pinned their hopes on Zhou Dao.

At the same time, there are great enemies ahead of Zhou Dao...Ye Kong, Lu Xianyang, Wang Tong...even Yuan Zu.

Live up to the past, open up the future, and destroy all enemies.

Zhou Dao carries not only himself, but also everyone.

"My obsession..."

Zhou Dao murmured softly: "It must be invincible!"

The voice fell ~lightnovelpub.net~ Behind Zhou Dao, a simple and simple Taoist temple suddenly appeared, mysterious and long, connecting ancient and modern times.

There are three ancient Taoist texts of the Peaceful Temple written on it.

rumbling...

Suddenly, in the phantom of the Peace Temple, a terrifying sword intent rose slowly, resonating with Zhou Dao's physical body.

Hunyuan Gang Qi soared into the sky, appearing horizontally in the world for the first time.

This terrifying Gang Qi merged with the sword intent in the concept of peace, and turned into a supreme sword mark.

bang bang bang...

The golden light shattered, the dragon and tiger swords were instantly annihilated and invisible, and the figure of the young Taoist priest was also obliterated.

At this moment, the splendor of the Spirit Sword Mountain flourished.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a sharp sword mark emerged, engraved in the center of the ten thousand sword marks!

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