Bold Witch, Don’T Hurt My Husband

Chapter 250 Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ascension

The sudden changes shocked the kings, especially the appearance of Tianmen.

"No, kill him!"

"Quickly retreat!"

Immediately, the foreign [King] reacted, this was the man’s fatal sword.

And it has manifested itself out of Tianmen, which means that this sword is definitely not something that ordinary people can take.

Either kill him while he's still at his peak, or retreat quickly.

After saying that, he was about to take action, but the Heavenly Master raised his leg and stepped lightly, and the void suddenly collapsed. He wanted to save people under his nose. Have you asked him?

"you dare."

[Wang] roared angrily, even she felt the danger from this sword, let alone those people.

Hearing this, the old Heavenly Master chuckled: "Don't worry, with just the power of one sword, nothing big will happen!"

"Seriously, that old guy, if we weren't weak in the human realm, we would have reached the realm of the Sword God a long time ago. Speaking of which, it's your alien race who has made the profit!"

"With his own way as the foundation and the sword of the world as the edge, this is the way of his sword god. This sword can be Spirit Ascension!"

While the old Heavenly Master was speaking, the eight kings in the hinterland of the foreign race were startled. After hearing [King]’s reminder, they all took action.

But the combined power of cultivation in the human realm, although they are all under the seventh realm, represents the power of the human realm.

With a loud "boom", the eight Divine Abilities were chopped into pieces by a sword, and all the kings retreated thousands of feet. Then everyone saw that the rickety figure just now slowly straightened his back and stood on one foot in front of everyone.

Old Man Cui looked up at the portal in the sky, his eyes bursting with dazzling light. Tianmen, the Tianmen he had dreamed of in his life, and it was his Tianmen.

In the past, a young man held a long sword and practiced swordsmanship for thousands of years, until he reached the highest level of swordsmanship. He was the best swordsman in the world.

In the end, due to the general trend, he sat in front of Tianmen for more than a thousand years, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Time passed by, and the sun and the moon flew by. Now, both his energy and blood were depleted, and the end was approaching. The only thing that shook him was that he had not seen Tianmen, and had never felt the power of the sword god. What a charming environment.

Thinking of this, Old Man Cui couldn't help laughing. He inserted the long sword in his hand into the ground. Then he reached out his arm, the wine jar fell into his hand, and he drank heavily.

The clear wine fell into the throat, with a faint scent of osmanthus floating around, and finally the last sip was left.

"Boy, keep you and me to drink together!"

After thinking about it, a flash of inspiration appeared in his arm, and a hairpin appeared in his hand. He then put it into the wine jar. His arm shook, the void collapsed, and the wine jar was thrown in.

He reached out and pulled out the iron sword, looked at the old man in his hand, then looked at the Tianmen in the sky, and couldn't help but chuckle:

"You, after all, you don't have the chance to become an immortal sword, that's all. Let's go together. It's a piece of my heart, old man!"

After saying that, he threw the iron sword in his hand into the void.

Immediately, Old Man Cui, who had lost his hands and feet, straightened his clothes. This white robe was made by his beloved girl, and he wanted to wear it neatly even before he died.

"Huh~~~"

Breathing out a heavy breath, the Nine Realm Great Sword Immortal looked at the Eight Kings again as a sword cultivator. He thought of the time when his master taught swords to juniors like them, and before going to the battlefield, he and his disciples were separated. We cleaned our house from top to bottom, then stopped at the door for a long time, murmuring a lot, and then went to the battlefield, but we never came back.

Many senior brothers and sisters left in a hurry, as if everyone had not had time to say goodbye, and they still had their last words to say.

But this time, it was finally his turn to go on the road. Fortunately, he had already confessed everything he could. Besides, there were only a few people who could not let him go.

Everyone was waiting for him below. It was thousands of years late and it was time to reunite.

After looking around for a week, his eyes finally landed on the Fire King.

Just one look made the Fire King feel as if he was in an ice cellar, and he was chilled from beginning to end.

"Gulu", he couldn't help but swallowed.

"I didn't expect it. I thought I couldn't kill you. Fire King, it's God's will. How about accompanying me on the road together? The Wood King, the Blood King, the Escape King, and the Thousand-Legged King are all waiting for you in front!" Cui Yong was extremely calm at this time. He made his last sword blow. He knew that he had a sword that could be called Spirit Ascension, but he had never used it. But he knew that the next sword would definitely work, and the Fire King would die.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, everyone, work together!" the Fire King roared.

He was afraid. He felt the smell of death, which had never been so strong. He was even more afraid that the other kings would be frightened out of their courage and let him face this sword alone.

"Work together, or die!"

At this time, the voice of [King] came from the void. In response to this, the kings had no choice but to concentrate their strongest attacks, no matter how reluctant they were.

On the other hand, Cui Yong never cared, because his goal was always only the Fire King, and there was nothing else in his eyes.

Even if all the blood is spilled and the limbs are missing, as long as there is one breath left, we can still fight!

With a chuckle, the only remaining broken body from his arm began to turn into fly ash, like a burning painting, dissipating bit by bit, and finally only a sword energy remained in place.

It was a sword composed of Cui Yong's swordsmanship and the desire to win among countless monks in the human realm.

Cui Yong, the Great Sword Immortal of the Ninth Realm, sacrificed his body to the sword, and in his way, carried the extremely powerful sword of countless monks in the human realm.

The sword energy turned into a white dragon and soared into the sky. Wherever the sword energy passed, a sword cry shook the entire ominous place and struck a heavy blow in the heart of everyone in the human domain.

The void did not collapse, let alone the so-called sky-shattering and earth-shattering. The eight kings joined hands and struck with a bold blow without any sense of impact, as if they hit the open space.

Just when everyone was confused, the sound of a sword came, flowing upstream from the sea of ​​​​fire in front of the Fire King, coming out of the body in an instant, and then rushed straight to the sky portal.

But when they reacted, they found that the Fire King's figure was motionless, with fear in his eyes, and a crack appeared between his eyebrows. Finally, in front of the seven kings, his head turned into flying ash, and he quietly Silent.

Although the sword of Spirit Ascension may not be comparable to Red Dust Immortal in terms of power, it is completely the power of two realms.

It looks like sword energy, but it is actually the Tao, and it cuts the Tao with one sword.

This sword has cut off the Fire King's original Tao. If the Tao is cut off, everyone will die without exception.

In the eyes of the rest of the people, Cui Yong's sword passed straight through like a flash, seemingly killing the Fire King. In fact, he was just passing by from the beginning to the end.

Cui Yong's goal has always been Tianmen.

A sword passed by, and the sword light turned into Cui Yong's appearance again. It was not even a ray of remnant soul, but an obsession. Little starlight began to emit from his body. Each starlight was a person's obsession.

Thousands of starlights floated out from him.

The void shook, and a fiery red throne appeared from the air, and then exploded.

Fire King, fallen!

But at this moment, no one cheered, because everyone had felt the sword that killed the king, and everyone had participated in it.

Now they only care about how the senior is doing.

On the contrary, Cui Yong couldn't help laughing when he saw the throne shattered:

"Hahaha, I just said, let you accompany me on the road, hahaha, kill the five kings, not bad, not bad!"

"Old man, how about my sword? I said I can kill at least five. You see, that's right!"

As he spoke, Old Man Cui's obsession went straight towards the door to the sky, knocking on it with his sword. This was one of his biggest dreams in his life.

He could feel the Sword Intent in his body dissipating, and he had to hurry up.

Hearing this, the old Heavenly Master couldn't help but blush at this moment, put down the Heavenly Master's airs, raised his thumbs up and chuckled:

"So fucking awesome!"

Hearing this, Cui Yong laughed loudly. The third-generation Celestial Master, the most senior person in Longhu Mountain, actually uttered a foul language in front of everyone in the world. This was the first time in his life.

"Hahaha, so happy, so happy~~"

As he spoke, he flew towards the direction of Tianmen, and his figure became fainter and fainter. At this time, in his eyes, the Tianmen in front of him actually glowed, and in the light, countless familiar figures stood, including Master, Master Brothers, there are friends who have been together for many years, talented people from other sects, and even sweethearts.

"Yong'er, you're here!"

"Brother Cui, long time no see!"

"Little friend Cui!"

"Senior brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Master talks about you every day!"

"Why did you come here? I missed you!"

Everyone was talking one after another, and every word was spoken in Cui Yong's heart. He was tired and wanted to rest. He had finally completed his mission. He had successors and finally no longer needed him.

Then his eyes became blurred and he murmured:

"Old man, I'm going to enjoy my happiness first, Human Realm. Please!"

When the Heavenly Master heard this, he choked up and said:

"Go with ease, Dashan!"

After hearing this, Cui Yong finally showed a relieved smile, looked at the non-existent shadow in the Tianmen in front of him and said:

"Don't be anxious, just come, just come. Sorry everyone, Cui Yong is late!"

Speaking of this, Cui Yong has already arrived in front of the Tianmen. Logically speaking, a heavenly calamity should fall at this moment, but this is just an obsession in itself and is not included in the heavenly calamity.

At this time, Cui Yong's shadow seemed to be transparent, and his fingers were gently clasped on the ancient door of Tianmen.

"I should be in the Sword God realm now, right? It's great, it's great!"

Immediately, the phantom turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in front of the Tianmen. Cui Yong, the great swordsman of the ninth realm, fell!

In an instant, blood clouds gathered in the southern sky of the ominous place, and blood rained from the sky.

The image of the ultimate fall of the Nine Realms.

This is the pinnacle of the human realm, the long sword in hand, daring to tie the dragon, the risklessness before the catastrophe, the perseverance when sacrifice is needed, the moment in an ordinary life that is lighter than a feather, but more important than Mount Tai.

While hearing the Tao, several sighs came from the heaven and earth.

Deep in the sea of ​​​​blood, a monk in white clasped his hands together: "Fellow Daoist Ascension!"

On the top of Xushan Mountain, an old Taoist performed the Taoist ceremony: "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ascension!"

At the back of the human domain, an old man holding a jade slip held the official ceremony: "Fellow Daoist Ascension!"

There was a burst of sword sounds from the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain sword tomb, and it seemed that it was also regretful.

Red Dust Immortal's internal name is Fellow Daoist, which already recognizes Cui Yong's swordsmanship.

So far, Cui Yong, the human sword god, has killed five alien kings in a row.

"Congratulations to the old sword god Ascension!"

"Congratulations to the old sword god Ascension!"

Following a few sounds coming from the void, all the monks in the human realm were shouting.

Is Cui Yong in the Sword God realm? Of course not, not to mention knocking on the Opening Heaven Gate, he just walked to the Heaven Gate with a ray of obsession, but this is also his wish in this life.

If you can do this before you die, your life will be worthy of you. You can listen to the Tao in the morning and die in the evening.

(end of this chapter)