Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Time flies, and another hundred years have passed, and the Taixuan world is still turbulent. Although the raging ghosts have been curbed due to the Tianshi Mansion, all spirits are still suffering from it. When Liu Er became the God of War, although it alarmed the heaven and the world, but After that, he was high in the sky and had little impact on the situation in the Taixuan Realm. Only Longhu Mountain became so popular that it completely secured its position among the ten sects of the Immortal Dao. No one dared to say that its foundation was insufficient and its virtue was not worthy of its position.

Sin Desolation is shrouded in evil clouds, and the sky and the earth are sealed. I don’t know when, this place has become a cage. Outsiders are not allowed to enter, and people inside are not allowed to come out. Looking from top to bottom, all the confusing places in Sin Desolation are covered by mist and mist. The world is dark, but there is only a little light that never goes out, which is particularly conspicuous. That is the location of the Hanging Sword Sect.

On Xuanjian Mountain, a solitary peak stands, the divine chain is locked in the air, thousands of swords hang in the air, and the world is full of killing.

At a certain moment, thousands of swords roared without wind, and the clanging sword intent soared into the sky, tearing the sky apart. At this moment, dark clouds surged from all directions, sweeping towards the place where Xuanjian Mountain was located, trying to engulf it. There was something inside A series of ferocious ghost shadows.

In Xuanjian Mountain, the sounds of ghosts crying and gods howling came from all directions, making everyone uneasy. However, from the Earth Immortal to the Sanren Realm minor cultivator, no one in the Xuanjian Mountain disciples showed fear on their faces, and they all looked solemn. Silently wiping their swords, they had already anticipated this day.

In fact, after the barrier between the Middle-earth and the Four Seas and the Eight Wastes weakened, and the Xuanjian Sect sent away Dugu Ming, the inheritance disciple, the Sin Desolate was completely shrouded in the evil clouds of Beiman Mountain, isolating the inside and outside. From then on, both sides The brutal fighting began.

Over the years, the Xuanjian Sect has repelled attacks from Beiman Mountain again and again, and countless disciples have fallen into the hands of ghosts. The Xuanjian Mountain has been dyed red with blood. Of course, the ghosts from Beiman Mountain have also died in the process. Quite a few, but nowadays, ghosts are powerful after all. Once a ghost dies, a new ghost will appear. But the sword cultivator of the Xuanjian Sect is different. To this day, plus the handymen in the mountains, the Xuanjian Sect's sword cultivators There are only three thousand members of the Sword Sect lineage in total.

Huh, the dark wind roared, the turbid waves emptied, and the sky that was torn apart by the thousands of swords in Xuanjian Mountain turned dark again. After all, a little light could not compete with the darkness of the sky.

"Is it finally here? This time it's time for closure."

On the top of the Hanging Sword Mountain, the old man Tianwei slowly opened his eyes. His gray robe was draped around his body, his body was thin, his hair was gray, and he looked like he was about to die soon. There was a sword lying across his knees, and his whole body was covered with a sword. It is gray and white, like substance, and the sword body is as slender as a large silver needle.

"Old man, this time I want you to accompany me to kill the enemy."

Just like the palm of a crane's claw touching the sword, Old Man Tianwei's face was full of nostalgia. He was about to make a mistake, commit countless crimes, and almost lose control of his own monster. From then on, he abandoned the sword and used it. , sealed the demon in the mountain, hoping to use the power of the evil spring to nourish his spirituality and refine his murderous intention, until today.

Hum, the low sound of the sword sounded, and I felt the call of the crying old man. The sleeping consciousness in the stone sword woke up, and I saw the blue fairy light washing over the sword like running water. The gray faded away, and the stone sword revealed its true face. , its whole body is blue, showing warmth, only the tip of the sword has a touch of scarlet, which never fades, revealing an unspeakable ferocity, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with two ancient Taoist inscriptions, which are The word dripping water.

This drop of water sword was born on the Xuanjian Mountain. It was born with a middle-grade immortal bone. Later, it was subdued by Old Man Tianwei and became its core monster. It has grown with him all the way to this day. Although it was sealed later, its strength has not decreased but increased. Now it is A genuine great sage level monster.

Hum, the sword light was sharp. After waking up, the dripping sword vibrated endlessly, and he was about to escape. If he went out, he would see blood. But at this moment, the old man Tianwei stretched out his palm and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, even if it was hit by others. He was injured by the sword energy and didn't care if the blood flowed out.

"Old man, be quiet. This is probably the last time you and I will face the enemy side by side."

He murmured softly, his eyes reflected the rolling clouds, and the face of the old man crying from the sky was full of coldness.

Stained with blood, and feeling the strong will of the old man Tianwei to win or die, the dripping sword finally calmed down. It was at this time that the sky changed again, ghost soldiers cleared the way, dark clouds paved the way, and a figure quietly appeared.

His face is old, his hair is gray, his eyes are dark green, he is covered in animal skins, he holds a nine-segmented snake staff in his hand, and wears a wolf fang necklace around his neck. His feet are bare, his skin is red, and his footprints are seven stars. Every step he takes. , can span thousands of miles. From a distance, they don't look like ghosts, but more human-like. Although they are simply dressed, they have a certain magnanimity that makes people unconsciously feel awe.

"The Lord of Beimang Mountain, Wu Lao!"

Looking at the old man who was striding forward like a meteor, the old man Tianwei narrowed his eyes slightly. This seemingly harmless old man was the Lord of all ghosts in Sin Huang. It was precisely because of his existence that Sin Huang became a The world is full of ghosts.

"Disciples, listen to my orders and follow me to kill ghosts."

After giving the order, holding the sword in his hand, the old man Tianwei stood up. At this moment, the sword power that he had cultivated for so many years suddenly exploded, and his whole body was like an unsheathed fairy sword, with its sharp edge revealed.

"Kill the ghost, kill the ghost!"

Roars sounded one after another, and in response to Old Man Tianwei's order, all three thousand disciples of Xuanjian Mountain stood up with swords in hand, including the handymen.

Although Old Man Tiancrying sent Dugu Ming to the Middle Earth, the Xuanjian Sect had no intention of moving the mountain gate from the beginning to the end. No one has ever forgotten the missions of past dynasties. Once there is no suppression by Xuanjian Mountain, the underground evil energy will erupt, and the entire criminal wasteland will be reduced to death.

At the same time, the evil energy in the ground is also the source of the sword cultivation in Xuanjian Mountain. Once it leaves here and loses its foundation, Xuanjian Mountain will no longer be Xuanjian Mountain. The old man Tianwei sent Gu Ming away just for the sake of the future. Just in case, I just left a legacy for the Xuanjian Sect. His talent is outstanding and he will become a great weapon in the future. The only difference is time. He should not have fallen into the evil land of sin, and the Sky Sword was born at that time. , just in time to send Dugu Ming to the Middle Earth.

Hum, all the rivers flowed back, and the intentions of the three thousand disciples gathered towards the old man crying in the sky, and finally turned into a terrifying sword force rising into the sky. Its sharp edge was revealed, with the determination to never return and die with the enemy. At this moment , the color of the sky and the earth changed, there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly there was heavy rain in the sky, and the fighting began.

As time passed, a group of ghosts surrounded the mountain. As one disciple of Xuanjian Mountain fell down, the blood on Xuanjian Mountain quietly gathered into a stream.

"Oh God, just admit defeat, you are no match for me."

Above the sky, holding a nine-section snake staff, protected by the miasma of hundreds of poisonous cold lights, the wizard is not afraid of the rain of swords from the sky. The old man who cries from the sky connects the heaven and the earth with his sword, turns the rain of the sky and the earth into a rain of swords, and kills all living beings. He is indeed very powerful. But there was nothing he could do.

Hearing this, Old Man Tianwei held the dripping sword in his hand, his expression unchanged. At this time, evil aura was escaping from his whole body, and his left arm had completely rotted and turned into thick water.

"Yes, I am indeed no match for you, but I will always leave a mark on you."

"A drop of water penetrates a stone!"

Swinging his sword to cut through the floating clouds, all the sword rain in the sky was attracted by the crying old man, turned into a whirlpool, and swept towards the wizard.

Buzz, the sword intent was fierce, and under the rain of swords from the sky, the wizard's expression finally changed subtly, and his miasma of hundred poisons and cold light was torn apart.

Hey, a drop of sword rain passed by, and a wound appeared on the Wu Lao's cheek. Suddenly, a ray of blood flowed out. The color was bright red, no different from human blood. At this moment, the Wu Lao's face darkened, and he waved the nine-segmented snake in his hand. Barrage, use your magical power to continuously destroy the sword rain.

"The only chance!"

Seeing such a scene, the old man Tianwei threw the dripping sword and turned it into raindrops, killing the wizard. Then he stretched out his palm and grabbed it towards Xuanjian Mountain. At this time, all three thousand disciples of Xuanjian Mountain were dead. .

"Since Sin Huang has become a ghost, then there is no need for Xuanjian Mountain to exist. I have raised this sword for three epochs in the Xuanjian Mountain lineage, and it has only been completed so far. Since you are forcing me to do this, then I will Let you see the edge of this sword."

Full of determination in his heart, Old Man Tianwei activated the secret technique.

The next moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, Xuanjian Mountain suddenly collapsed, and a sword light flew out from it. Its brilliance was superb, as if it was made of endless brilliance, without any pollution. The moment it appeared, heaven and earth interacted, and the avenue roared. , evolve various anomalies.

"The Great Sword of Light, there is no darkness in the world!"

The divine sword was in his hand, as if he was holding the light, and the old man Tianwei slashed with his sword.

This sword was left by the old man Xuanjian. He accidentally received the first ray of light between heaven and earth. In order to suppress the evil spirit in the center of the earth, he turned this ray of light into the prototype of the sword, which was later refined by generations of disciples at Xuanjian Mountain. , and finally achieved the Great Sword of Light in this era. This era is the era of darkness, and only extreme darkness can give birth to the purest light.

Phew, the sword light flashed down, and the whole world became bright. The immeasurable brilliance poured out, sweeping away all the darkness.

Ah, the shrill screams rang out, and blood washed over Xuanjian Mountain. All the originally arrogant ghosts were burned to ashes under the light, and they were vulnerable. No ghost could persist for three days under this extreme light. Breathing, including those ghost saints.

Facing this dazzling sword light, the wizard was not surprised but overjoyed.

In fact, he was sure to kill Old Man Tiancrying and destroy Xuanjian Mountain a long time ago. The reason why he delayed it until today was to let Xuanjian Mountain refine swords for him. He even besieged Xuanjian Mountain several times. The reason is to use the blood of Xuanjian Mountain disciples to sacrifice this sword.

The old man Tiancrying actually knew this very well, but he had no other choice. He would refine the Great Light Sword and kill the wizard. His Hanging Sword Sect would have a chance of survival. If he didn't refine it, he would definitely die. , with Beimang Mountain here, the Xuanjian Sect has no chance to move.

"Help me become enlightened."

Letting go of his defenses, as if he was crazy, the wizard allowed the Great Sword of Light to strike at his body. At this moment, the entire Sin Wasteland was shrouded in light, and there was no darkness in the world.