Chapter 1068： Invincible

"Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Xiang Tianxiao would also leave the customs!"

"Little brother's sword power is getting more and more terrifying."

"That's also to say, Jianzhong has the strongest talent, Qingcang's ten major sequences, and Brother Xiangtian will become the Qingcang sword immortal in the future."

There were not many Jianzhong disciples, including Ling Tian and Jun Mowu, but only a few dozen.

At this time, the immortal site appeared, and everyone had already gathered in front of the Jianzhong tomb.

This ancient tomb is rumored to be the place where the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal was buried.

It's just that the sword intent is really bitter, even with the cultivation of the sword master, it is difficult to reach a hundred meters, and I have never seen the remains of the immortal.

And at this time, on a hundred-zhang **** monument in front of the tomb, there are countless sword marks blooming mysteriously, permeating endless Taoist rhyme.

"Now that it's all here, let's start."

Longyuan Sword Master turned his head and glanced at Ling Tian and Jun Mowu, "According to my guess, this sword monument was carved by the sword immortal on his deathbed. The scriptures on it are complex and mysterious, not my Qingcang text, but an immortal. Domain or ancient scriptures, but...even if you don’t understand the scriptures, you can observe the sword intent practice in it, even if you have a bit of enlightenment, it will be great for you."

"It was actually left by the sword fairy."

Jun Mo Wuyu lightly covered Zhu's mouth with his hand, and when he turned his head, he saw Ling Tian frowned slightly, as if he was lost in thought.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian?"

"Huh? Senior sister, what are you talking about?"

Ling Tian looked at him blankly and looked at Jun Mo Wu blankly.

"Nothing, Junior Brother, you can't understand the scriptures on the tablet, right?"

Jun Mowu raised her eyebrows lightly, but Ling Tian shook his head, sitting cross-legged, and said nothing.

At this moment, he could feel the terrifying heat from the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.

It seems that the scriptures in this stele are inexplicably related to this sword.

Suddenly, Ling Tian seemed to have thought of something.

Rumor has it that this ancient sword once killed the immortal and involved a ray of cause and effect of the immortal.

It's just that this kind of rumors are mostly exaggerated and not groundless.

Is it possible that this ancient sword of Zhu Xian was really infested by the blood of the immortal, and was it warmed by the blood of this sword immortal for tens of thousands of years?

So, who was it that cut the immortal with a mortal body?

"Om!!"

Along with a buzzing sound, a drop of golden blood suddenly appeared in Ling Tian's soul sea.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient and vast breath began to recover from that blood.

In a short moment, that drop of blood has turned into thousands of idols.

It seems that the era has been re-calendared, and 800 million years have passed away in a hurry.

At the end of that era, there was a white fairy shadow holding an ancient sword, looking up at the sky.

"boom!!"

The ancient tomb stele suddenly went up and down Jinhui.

That kind of momentum directly caused the thunderclouds to surging in the void, and the gust of wind suddenly rose.

There is the Thunder Dragon Great Demon hidden in the darkness, poking out his feet from time to time, shocking people's hearts.

The whole sword mound, breathed into the night.

Except for the ancient charms that wandered like living creatures one by one in the ancient stele, there was no gleam of light between the world and the earth.

Long Yuan Sword Master’s expression was slightly condensed, turning his head to look at the disciples behind him, only to find that at this time, except for Xiang Tian, ​​Ling Tian, ​​Jun Mo Wu, and Wu Nian, the other disciples had already stared roundly, obviously being seen by the eyes. Deterred.

"Could it be possible that among the four of them, some of them have comprehended the scriptures in this stele?"

Long Yuan Jian's eyes trembled lightly, and instead of a trace of excitement, there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

This ancient stele is not the first time that a vision has appeared.

But neither he nor Xiang Tian had ever comprehended the ancient words.

In other words, it is most likely Ling Tian or Jun Mowu that can attract such an idol to the sky.

Both of these two people have magical intentions in Jianxin. Once they get the inheritance of the sword immortal, it is not clear to Qing Cang whether it is the fate of the catastrophe.

However, all laws of heaven and earth follow cause and effect.

Now that he had accepted Ling Tian as his disciples, he was unwilling to be someone who would obstruct their way.

Perhaps, this troubled world should have been a **** storm, and it should be against the gods.

All spirits in the world have their own destiny.

One thought is three thousand cause and effect, and there is no way of self-determination.

"Hey."

Sword Master Long Yuan sighed lightly, the originally tall and tall figure was a little rickety inexplicably.

At this time, he discovered that his originally flawless sword heart was actually tied in this sect inheritance.

"Om."

At this time, Ling Tian's soul consciousness had already been photographed by that drop of golden blood.

He seemed to see that a young man, starting at the end of the day, proving himself on the road with the supreme sword posture.

Under his sword, all immortals, gods, buddhas and demons were killed, and the blood was invincible.

The white clothes held the sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were pale and thunderous.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Demon was at ease and cut the young man back with a sword.

Ling Tian's eyes trembled, looking at the figure at the end of the long river, watching the ancient sword in his hand cut down, breaking the era, suppressing three thousand immortals, and then walking slowly at the end of the reincarnation.

At first, he was a teenager, with a clear eyebrow and a quiet smile.

After a step, he turned into a white robe, with no two graces, the ancient sword smashed the sky, raising a touch of blood.

The young man raised his head and looked at the sky, where there seemed to be a sword fairy bowing his head with a gratified smile.

"One of my life is invincible in the world, in order to seek the pinnacle of the sword road, to transform the two bodies of immortals."

"The mortal goes through thousands of calamities, breaks the heavens, cultivates the nine styles of punishing the sky, slashing the immortal gods, and punishing the common people, for the devil's heart."

"The immortal stays high for nine days, gasifies the sea of ​​stars, casts three thousand sword bones, and breaks the eternal river."

"On the day when the sword heart of the mortal is forged, we will fight against the immortal body and die together to prove the way of invincibility."

"Those who get my chance, cover my immortal journey, practice in Fanchen, and stand on the top of the nine heavens, and the immortal Buddha will not stop!"

Thunder sound roared, Ling Tian's eyes suddenly widened.

At this time, he finally understood that the white-clothed young man and the sword fairy were actually the same person, self-incarnate.

Invincible, how lonely it is.

So lonely, Zhu Ji has proclaimed! ! !

At the same time, in Ling Tian's mind, there was an extra ancient scripture, three thousand sword bones.

"Boom! Boom!"

The infinite vitality began to fluctuate, and outside Ling Tian, ​​there were great laws intertwined into chains, transforming the universe into oneself.

At this time, he could feel that the bones of his whole body seemed to be bathed in this scripture, bursting out unspeakable divine power, indestructible and indestructible.

Three feet in front of you, invincible in this world! !

At this moment, the entire Qingcang realm was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

It's like the end of the world, and it's like the beginning of reincarnation.

And in the depths of the ancient tomb, a ray of fairy machine revived, making an ear-splitting roar, seeming to be calling those who are predestined to go, go through the calamity, and preach!

"Um?"

Thousands of miles away, Ling Xiao sat on the ancient ship, frowning slightly.

At this moment, he could feel that the Qi Luck value in the system was climbing rapidly at a terrifying speed.

Obviously, in surrendering his destiny, someone got a great opportunity.

"Who would it be?"

In Ling Xiao's mind, Ling Tian, ​​Chen Qingshan, and Meng Yuan alternately appeared.

only! !

No matter who it is, judging by the luck he has obtained, this Qingcang realm is afraid that there will be another peerless evildoer who will be born again, shocking all races!

"Boom!"

The ancient ship landed sideways and landed in the sky from the battlefield of the gods.

But Ling Xiao, Xiao Peng and others walked out one after another and fell to the top of the sacred mountain.

At this moment, he could see that at the foot of the sacred mountain, a beautiful figure dressed in feather clothes was kneeling on the ground, showing piousness, and did not dare to move anything.