Chapter 530: The Ancestor of ZTE, the Supreme Treasure

In the battle, even the immortals would cut him under the sword. A thousand thoughts gathered together, and suddenly, the sword dove changed. This change was unbelievable from the head of Shi Ji to every disciple who formed the sword dove.

In an instant, the sword dove began to change automatically, and was no longer controlled by everyone. Half of the fairy sound, fairy light, and fairy flowers in the sky were attracted by the sword dove and turned into the light and entered the sword dove's body.

After being absorbed by the sword dove, these immortal and illusory auras began to automatically derive six magic arrays on the sword dove. These magic arrays each have different shapes. They start with a little chaos and turn into the yin and yang energy, then the four-phase shapes, the eight trigrams arrays, and finally turn into three-dimensional endless magic arrays.

The dove head is a formation, the sword heart is a formation, the sword claw is a formation, the sword condenses fangs. The dove wings are a formation, the sword flying wings, the dove feather is a formation, the sword star feather, the dove heart is a formation, the sword Xiaoyao, the dove body is a formation, the sword light prison.

The six formations transformed into one in a blink of an eye, and then a light descended from the sky and shot onto the sword dove. Suddenly, the vitality on the sword dove condensed and turned into a human form, from empty to none, becoming a middle-aged scholar wearing ancient costume. This person had an indescribable generosity and was filled with elegant aura. If you look closely, it would be exactly the same as the person on the white marble carving screen on the first floor of the Xuanyuan Outer Gate Heavenly Fa Pavilion and the Xuanyuan Outer Gate.

This person is Wang Yinyang, the founder of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He broke through the air and jumped into the realm, and also sent a clone in the immortal world and descended to the human world.

Yu Zecheng and other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were all in a bizarre state, in a trance, but everyone saw the image clone of the ZTE ancestor Wang Yinyang, and everyone was in an unparalleled worship. This was the ancestor Wang Yinyang. The ancestor did not abandon the disciples, and at the most critical moment, he actually came down to the world to help everyone. Everyone was extremely excited.

After the Wang Yin and Yang transformed into shape, he remained motionless. Suddenly, all the members of the sword dove felt their whole body tremble, as if their bodies were absorbed from things and gathered into the human form above the sword dove. In an instant, Yu Zecheng felt the blood nightmare heart, the eternal furnace, the unparalleled sword bones, and the seven immortal eyes all moved, as if a trace of vitality was escaping from the transformed immortal clone.

This feeling is like this. All Xuanyuan disciples with immortal bones and wisdom roots have this feeling. After the gathering of energy, the ancestor of Zhongxing Wang Yinyang suddenly opened his eyes. Suddenly, it was like the world ceased, everything condensed, and time and space reversed.

He shouted:

"The pure heart is free to walk in the world, the fragrance of orchids is endless and prosperous for a hundred years. The bright moon and white clouds convey my intentions, and the Immortal Lord Mo Yi returns to the world.

My king Yin and Yang are back again, the sword dove transforms into shape, and everyone is united, swearing to kill the immortals, the immortal energy enters the dove, the magic circle appears, and return to the world. Who dares to be enemies with my Xuanyuan Sword Sect? Break the boundary and bully the small with the big?"

After saying that, he looked at the clone of the eight remnants of immortals above the main peak.

When the eight immortals saw the magic circle rising, they sighed and shouted:

"Escape, escape is counted as one."

After saying that, countless disciples immediately turned into streams of light and flew into all the fields on the main peak.

When Wang Yinyang blew towards him, he looked at Wang Yinyang and replied:

"Greetings to the Immortal Lord Moyi, it is my Bacan Old Man."

Wang Yinyang said:

"So it's the Bacan Old Man. It's no surprise that you are. You are born to be stupid and can do everything. Apart from you, there is no one so shameless. He bullies the small one and dares to be enemies with my Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

The Bacan Immortal was said by Wang Yinyang, but there was no intention of being angry at all. He just said:

"The descendants are facing the disaster of extermination, so they can only fight hard and ignore their face."

Wang Yinyang nodded and said:

"Then don't blame me. Now that's the case, I can't let your clone go back. The Bacan Sect will not be destroyed because of this battle. I promise you."

The Bacan Old Man said:

"Okay, thank you Moyi Tianxian Lord for promise, okay, let me try the magic power of Moyi Tianxian Lord. In fact, you rely on the name of Xuanyuan and use the legacy of Xuanyuan Huangdi to control the three realms of the immortal world. I have long been dissatisfied and were about to try Moyi Tianxian Lord's sword."

Wang Yinyang smiled and said:

"It seems that I haven't moved my sword for a long time, and the immortals have forgotten what happened back then. Well, since you have any questions, I will answer it. If I can't kill you with one sword, I will give up the name of the Immortal Lord. Give you ten breaths and show the ultimate magic body of the immortal, so as not to say that I will bully you."

The Bacan old man growled, and he began to change, instantly turning into a red copper giant three feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and endless wind and cloud aura appeared all over his body, emitting seven layers of ripples of light.

Wang Yinyang didn't look at him, but just stood above the sword dove, looking around the world, looking for more than ten breaths, and said:

"The world is changing, the years are gone, old friends are here, and things have changed."

Then he glanced at the old man Bacan, pointed at him casually, and a sword light emitted, and Wang Yinyang said casually:

"Swords are the kingly way. Everything is firm and urged. It disperses into energy, gathers into light, transforms into intention, and hides into thoughts..."

While fighting, Wang Yinyang explained it like many disciples, teaching everyone the way of swordsmanship. The sword light instantly went down, cutting through the sky, and slashed out with one sword. This sword had no obvious power, no destruction, and no majesty pressure. However, this sword implicitly contained the way of the sky world. This sword represented the power of the heaven and earth, and was the ultimate power in the swordsmanship. Just a light sword was enough.

The old man Bacan saw such a sword light, and his six arms rang quickly, using various immortal techniques, chanting the spell together with three heads, turning into endless light and shadow, but everything was illusory and nothing was meaningless.

This sword easily broke through the layers of defense of the Bacan Old Man, and the powerful magic body of the sword flashed towards the white light. The Bacan Old Man's immortal magic body collapsed like a bubble, collapsed instantly. With one sword, there was no sound and light movie, and it was easy to completely destroy the Bacan Old Man's immortal body in the world.

After Wang Yinyang killed the eight-cancelled old man, he said slowly:

"After revenge, don't lose the inheritance of the Eight Remnants Sects. My Xuanyuan Sword Sect stands in the sky world and will never be destroyed. All the disciples should take care of themselves."

After saying that, the fairy shadow dissipated and turned into countless lights, 30% of which returned to the sky, and the other 40% turned into light flow and returned to all Xuanyuan disciples. According to the amount absorbed just now, they returned. There were 30% more light and shadows turned into twelve streams of light and shot towards the sky, and there was no light spot in an instant.

Everything is like an illusion, and it ends instantly. Everyone is like a dream. The other party is in the world, his ancestor is in the world, and the two immortals fight each other, and then it ends easily.

Suddenly, the head of Shi Ji shouted:

"Xie Zuma Xie comes to the world, and Xie Zuma Xie gives the Dharma."

The feedback light contains endless immortal powers, which contain various sword principles, which can predict that in the near future, countless lost Xuanyuan sword techniques will be reinterpreted by Xuanyuan disciples after this battle.

The immortal disappeared, and the battle continued, but a large number of disciples of the Bacan Sect were teleported away by the Bacan Old Man just now. The Bacan main peak was covered with thin people and disappeared, with only one person, that is the True Lord. The Bacan Old Man did not teleport him away. He knew that this disciple could not be saved, so he did not send him away.

The True Lord looked around, smiled miserably, and shouted:

"One person does things and one person does it. I killed you disciples of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I was entrusted by someone to lead you out of the mountain. Unfortunately, I lost my power and hatred."

After saying that, he reached out and pulled his heart out. With a sudden explosion, the Nascent Soul exploded and turned into a ball of flame and disappeared into the sky.

The battle ended like this, and there was no more powerful enemy in the Eight Remnants Sects, and the head of Shi Ji said:

"The sword dove disintegrated, looking for the remaining enemies, plunder everything for me, take away everything that can be taken, and destroy what cannot be taken, leaving them with nine empty mountains, and we will not break the inheritance."

All the disciples answered:

"yes."

Suddenly they turned into a group of six people, but they still plundered everything from the nine hanging mountains, including spirit stones, fairy grass, treasures, and fairy birds. They took everything away, and they could not be taken away, and they would be destroyed. Everyone began a crazy robbery.

Yu Zecheng flew down and began to scrape it. Others were looking for treasures everywhere, but Yu Zecheng flew to the place where the Bacan Old Man's magic body burst and watched the traces of the battle.

The sword of the ancestor of Zhongxing Wang Yinyang is too powerful and mysterious, and it makes people feel indescribable. That sword can be said to be the strongest sword in the sky world and the limit of swordsmanship.

Yu Zecheng looked at the place where the Bacan Old Man exploded, and guessed the divine power of the sword. He found that there was a sword mark on the ground ineffectively. In fact, the Bacan Old Man also fought hard, but it was useless. However, because of his resistance, a sword mark was left on the stone platform.

The sword mark is one meter long and one foot deep, and is carved on the stone platform. Without saying a word, Yu Zecheng immediately activated the flying sword to cut off the stone platform ten feet from the center, and then received it into his own Pangu world.

This is the real supreme treasure. Compared with those magic weapons and flying swords, they are of countless use than those spirit stones and immortal medicines. With this sword mark, your own swordsmanship will have a direction, and from then on, your own cultivation will have a goal.

After obtaining this thing, Yu Zecheng had no choice but to turn around and came to a platform, possessed himself and sat down, and returned to Pangu's world to watch the mark of the sword mark.

Some of the other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect slaughtered everywhere, some dug three feet into the ground, and some were unscrupulous, but they did not notice that the group of Yuanying True Lords led by Shi Ji were watching them silently, observing the reactions of each disciple, and recording all their actions on the record for evaluation.

Then Yu Zecheng was free from joy and worries, sitting on the stone, not moved by external things, silently speaking, closing his eyes and practicing hard. Suddenly, Shi Ji and others looked at him, smiled slightly, and nodded.
Chapter completed!