Great Burial Kendo...

The sword leader Chen Daoling has never learned in his life, and the essence of the swordsmanship of the heavenly masters is gathered. He gathers the spirit of resentment and killing from the world, holds the concept of bones in his heart, and sacrifices to the great burial sword.

At that time, the sword leader Chen Daoling once used this sword to protect the imperial city, opened rivers and rivers with one sword, and shocked hundreds of thousands of mountains.

However, under the majestic sky, Zhou Dao crossed the void, like strolling in a garden, and the mighty river of funeral swords washed over him and landed on him, but it was like a breeze blowing on his face, only the corners of his clothes floated.

"How...how is it possible? That is King Yuan!? How could he..."

"Great burial swordsmanship can't hurt his body? It's impossible... It's absolutely impossible..."

"King Yuan is not dead? He...he has become different, what kind of realm is this!?"

In the distance, a group of masters stared wide-eyed, all in shock, unable to believe what happened before them.

The reversal of the situation was too rapid, and it was beyond their cognition.

The King Yuan, who had been robbed, returned again. The cloud was calm and the wind was light, and he ignored Chen Daoling's great burial swordsmanship.

"Master, King Yuan..."

Inside Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen looked up to the sky, his deep eyes trembled in shock, and a look of unbelievableness covered his face.

Even he felt horrified.

Back then, when he first entered Xuantian Temple, he had seen Chen Daoling and entered the temple with him.

At that time, Chen Daoling was majestic and heroic, and he had not yet fallen from the Taoist realm. He was just standing outside the mountain gate, and the wind and clouds in the sky stopped suddenly.

The young Wang Fanchen was deeply attracted by his temperament, and the fierce reputation of the Great Burial Sword Dao was also narrated from the mouth of the elders.

Today's Chen Daoling, who broke through and then re-entered the Dao Realm, can be called the number one master in the Mana Realm.

Such a Chen Daoling, the Dao of Great Burial swordsmanship reappeared, but he couldn't hurt Zhou Dao in the slightest?

It's unimaginable.

"Great burial swordsmanship is not incapable of hurting him..."

Xuanjizi looked solemn, looking at the vast sky, her eyebrows raised.

"master…"

"Great burial of swordsmanship can't be done by oneself..." Xuanjizi's skills are profound, his eyes are vicious, and he can see the clues at a glance.

"Can't let him down!?" Wang Fanchen turned pale in shock.

"The supernatural power has been achieved, and today's King Yuan is the truly terrifying." Xuanjizi sighed leisurely.

Under the vast sky, the wind and clouds are at an end, and the sun is shining brightly.

That isolated figure was like a high mountain, hanging in the sky and earth, pressing across all directions, stronger than Chen Daoling, and it seemed insignificant in front of him.

This master of swordsmanship, the former commander of the forbidden army, felt his heart churning at this moment, like a flood bursting a bank, he could hardly control himself, his trembling eyes were full of shock and fear.

His sword felt powerless for the first time.

The mass burial falls to all souls, and the light of the sword shakes all beings. How can you look at the floating clouds, and you can't see them in the vast expanse.

Such a sword is like nothing in front of this junior in front of him.

"Impossible...how did you do it? You are just Li Zangfeng's disciple...a junior..."

Chen Jiankui's gaze became incomparably fierce, and his mana was transpiring like smoke waves, striking three thousand miles across.

In an instant, his body seemed to be integrated into the boundless mana, and the rolling torrent turned into a hundred-foot sword light, slashing towards Zhou Dao.

"Use your body as a sword to demonstrate the way of massacre!"

"Jiankui is going to do his best, this man's demeanor will not diminish from before!"

"Chen Daoling, his name used to shine like Li Zangfeng, the leader of swordsmanship... This is the soul of his swordsmanship, the place where his practice is, and the place where his spirit resides!"

Everyone was horrified and felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Under the light of the hundred-foot sword, the sky and the earth roared, as if they were beating the drums of war for this extremely sublimated sword.

Stepping on the road with a negative sword, killing the heart and refining the soul of the sword.

At this moment, Chen Daoling is just like back then, unparalleled in sharpness and talent, even if he fell from the peak, this sword still has not been broken.

There are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

Sword leader Chen Daoling, his era has not yet passed, and now, this sword has finally come out of its body again, blooming with divine light under the sky.

"A single sword cuts across the sky, and a hundred generations can become empty... This is the demeanor of Jiankui!" Everyone sighed.

At this moment, everyone's thoughts seemed to freeze.

As far as his eyes could see, the only thing in his mind was the shocking sword, which lifted the sky with hundreds of feet, turmoiled the mountains and rivers, and slashed at the rising star.

"Good swordsmanship!"

In the void, Zhou Dao was independent, looking at the sword that crossed the sky, a hint of admiration surged in his calm eyes.

Among the strong men of the older generation, none of them are weak if they can step into this realm.

The big waves wash the sand, and hundreds of boats compete for the current. They have their own stories and wonderful stories.

Once upon a time, they were also the protagonists of their respective stories, shining brightly like a rising star.

Chen Daoling, he integrated his life's demeanor and insights into this Baizhang sword light.

In a trance, like the **** of killing from the sky, he draws his sword in shock and anger, killing the mortal world, killing the sun and the moon without light, killing the hero short of breath, killing mountains and rivers with blood.

There are hundreds of thousands of ancient swordsmen, whose demeanor overwhelms this tree.

"In this life, being able to see this sword is worth it."

Everyone was in a trance, with incomparable enthusiasm in their eyes.

All of a sudden, the hundred-foot sword light continued to spread, as if it was higher than the sky, wider than the earth, boundless, and everywhere, pressing down on King Yuan.

"Chen Daoling, you are very good."

Zhou Dao nodded, sincerely appreciating.

At this moment, he finally made a move, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and tapped lightly.

In an instant, a ripple appeared, and the void was like a lake rippling, and the ripples spread. Wherever it passed, the hundred-foot sword light suddenly shattered, and the cracked sword light fell like a big star, hitting the earth, mountains and rivers.

The sky covered by the blazing fire seemed to burn the whole sky clean.

This scene was like a freeze frame, everyone was horrified, it was hard to believe the terrifying reality before them.

"Defeated... Defeated!? Jiankui lost!? How is it possible?"

"Jian Kui's ultimate move of turning his body into a sword is to defend his sword way with his life, and to maintain the last dignity of being a strong man of the older generation. How can he lose?"

"Why? To end in such a way? So cruel?"

Someone whispered, the eyes sparkled, and there was a deep unwillingness in the shock.

That was Chen Daoling's last insistence. He used his life to compose this final swordsmanship, declaring to others his former glory and demeanor.

The glory of the older generation has not faded, and his sword can still stand proudly on top.

However, King Yuan was too ruthless, or too powerful. With his unimaginable supernatural powers, he completely shattered Chen Daoling's last aura.

He was defeated, the rivers and rivers turned, and the sun set.

The master of swordsmanship, who once looked up to the world, rose only with the edge of his sword, and bowed all monsters, finally fell into the tide of the new era.

With his own death, he witnessed the rise of that big star.

"Yuan Wang Zhoudao..."

The sword light all over the sky withered, Chen Daoling was stained with blood, and fell from the sky. At the end of the blurred vision, the figure under the independent sky was getting farther and farther away from him, just like the era he was in.

Time flies, and the years are ruthless. When an era rises, another era must end.

His way is over.

"That year...was like this..." Chen Daoling murmured softly, countless lights and shadows flashed in his mind.

That year, the peach blossoms on Dongling Mountain were in full bloom.

That year, Chen Daoling was at the peak of his glory, and his youthful frivolity had not faded away.

That year, he realized the Dao of the Great Burial Sword at the bank of the Zanyan River, and with a single stroke of his sword, he killed nine great monsters in a desperate situation.

At that time, Chen Daoling was also a rising star, with peerless talent and brilliance that could not be seen directly. Many of his peers receded with hatred and became eclipsed, leaving the stage of this era since then.

"There are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. When they are old, they will naturally die above my edge."

In the past, he stood on top of the corpses of the nine great monsters, speaking loudly, declaring his declaration of rise.

"The past and the present are reincarnated. The moment in the past is the eternity of the future. One day, you will also stand on that peak, waiting for those who come later..."

When Chen Daoling was in high spirits, among the mountains and rivers, a white robe stood alone. He looked at the sharp sword indifferently, and left his own warning.

"The past...is the future..."

"Zhou Xuan..."

"This life..."

Chen Daoling's gaze was distracted, and his body finally fell to the ground, like a sword light collapsing, drifting away bit by bit.

"Chen Daoling is dead!? Was stabbed to death by King Yuan's finger!?"

In the distance, a group of strong men stood in the void, watching the sword light scattered on the ground, witnessing the fall of Jiankui, their faces were full of incredible expressions.

"Starting from the Yuan Wang Fa Conference, he always took the lead in everything, which is unimaginable."

Inside Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen murmured softly.

His current state of mind is no longer the same, peeping at the gate wall of the avenue, no matter in terms of vision or demeanor, he is no longer the same as Wang Fanchen back then.

Even so, facing such a thoughtful approach, he still sighed in his heart, feeling a little helpless.

"It's your luck and your misfortune to be in the same generation as him." Xuanjizi whispered.

When Wang Fanchen hears the words, if he realizes something, he meditates silently.

Being in the same generation as King Yuan is like witnessing the rise of future legends.

When Fenghua is gone and the years are old, they can tell their younger generations what happened to King Yuan back then, and they saw it with their own eyes.

This man is like a monument, standing in front of everyone, always encouraging them to move forward.

With such pressure, maybe even a proud man like Wang Fanchen can go to a very high place, and he will be called the Taoist ancestor in the future.

However, being in the same generation as King Yuan is destined to be bumpy and desperate.

Without the courage to give up life and death, without the talent to amaze the world, without the earth-shattering magical powers... It is destined to be difficult to be an enemy.

"Zhou Dao... Will he be the strongest in this life?" Wang Fanchen murmured softly.

The sky is so high, there is only one person.

In every era there is an invincible person, just like the Great Qin Taizu three thousand years ago.

Another example is the Taoist king of Longhu Mountain two thousand years ago.

In this life, Zhou Dao seems to have shown such potential.

"Zhou Dao, you are truly lawless in killing Jian Kui."

Suddenly, a cold sound exploded in the depths of the void, and immediately after that, thousands of golden lights broke through the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, enveloping the sound of dragon chant, covering Zhou Dao.

At the moment when Zhou Dao killed Chen Daoling, the momentum climbed to the top, and everyone was in a daze.

A master made a strong move and seized the opportunity that appeared in a flash.

Kanglong has regrets, and it will not last long. When a person's potential reaches its peak, there will be signs of decline.

At this time, it was the once-in-a-thousand-year flaw.

In the land of the capital, in the Dao realm, how many strong people can seize this opportunity.

rumbling...

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded throughout the universe, and in the distant capital city, there seemed to be a dragon's aura soaring to the sky, occupying the sky, echoing the long golden light.

"The blood of the Great Qin royal family!?"

Everyone was horrified, showing unbelievable expressions.

This kind of power even aroused the sympathy of the dragon spirit of the Great Qin Dynasty. Except for the Taizu's direct lineage, he absolutely did not think of anyone else.

"This is no ordinary Daqin royal family. This person's blood is pure and has entered the Dao realm!"

Someone exclaimed and saw the clue.

In the void, a majestic figure emerged, the python robe was like gold, the majesty was like the sky, the dragon spirit of the Great Qin wrapped around the whole body, and thousands of golden lights illuminated the sky and the earth.

"Fifth Prince!?"

Zhou Dao raised his head, as if realizing something.

The prince who stepped into the Dao Realm saw Chen Daoling's fall, so he wanted to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and use the power of heaven to kill him.

"Zhou Dao, since you are lawless, I will see if the sky can destroy you."

The fifth prince didn't reveal his real body, he sat cross-legged in the void, catching and guiding with both hands.

Thousands of golden lights converged, like a seal, hanging three feet above Zhou Dao's head, and the mysterious aura emanated, which caused Zhou Dao's mana to boil.

"Stolen secrets!?"

In Xuantian Temple, Xuanjizi's complexion changed slightly, unbelievable.

Stealing Heaven's Secrets is the secret move of the Great Zhou royal family.

All souls are born, and all beings are guilty.

This move can trigger the sins in the bodies of all living beings, attract the secrets of heaven to descend, spy on the truth, and bring down punishments. It is a killer move that borrows power from the sky.

"How could he have such supernatural powers!?" Xuanjizi was puzzled.

Xuantian Temple has a lot to do with the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he recognized the origin of this supernatural power.

But the fifth prince, as a direct descendant of the Great Qin imperial family, managed to practice such supernatural powers, which is simply unimaginable.

rumbling...

Thousands of golden lights are like a cage.

Zhou Dao was in a cage, his physical body was shaking, his mana was boiling, his aura attracted the majestic power of heaven, and he was as angry as a demon.

"The fifth prince's methods are so fierce that he actually forced King Yuan to condense the seal in advance, triggering a catastrophe between heaven and man!?" In the distance, a big monster exclaimed.

"Yuan Wang, let me see if the sky can destroy you." The fifth prince was like a god, sitting cross-legged in the void, watching with cold eyes.

"Heavenly and human catastrophe!?"

Zhou Dao looked calm, looked up, and saw that the sky was in the sky, and under the nine heavens, an ancient portal slowly emerged, giving birth to thunder and disaster.

The misery in the heaven and the earth, the calamity of the ascetic, the life and death of all living beings... seem to be in this void portal.

The catastrophe of heaven and man appeared in the sky and fell in the world.

"It's a pity... I am the one who is invincible." Zhou Dao sighed.

He took a step forward and walked towards the void portal facing the strange sky.

"What!?"

At this moment ~lightnovelpub.net~ even the Fifth Prince's expression changed.

He looked up, the void surged, covering the sky and the earth, and the clouds surged all over the sky, engulfing Zhou Dao's figure.

"Yuan Wang returns to the beginning!"

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's words resounded, and as soon as he pointed out, a strange figure flew out of his body.

In an instant, the brilliance of the world seemed to converge on that strange figure.

Ziqi comes from the east, and Qingguang follows.

In a trance, a stalwart figure appeared in the world of mortals for the first time.

The chest gathers the five qi to penetrate the southern sky, and the three flowers on the top face the north tower. Among the ten thousand immortals, it is called Yuanshi, and the world is boundless and infinite.

The incarnation outside the body, the real king of Yuanshi!

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