Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Sin is barren and light is fading.

On the collapsed ruins of Xuanjian Mountain, blood is dripping, and the creation inside is profound and extraordinary.

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Holding the Great Light Sword in his hand, the old man Tianwei was full of astonishment. At this moment, seven blood holes appeared on his most tenacious sword body, between his eyebrows, throat, heart, hands, and feet, which penetrated his body. The bleeding couldn't be stopped no matter what, it was very scary.

"It turns out you had already planned the curse-killing technique..."

Both his soul and body were turned into decay under the vicious spell. At the last moment, the old man Tianwei had a clear understanding in his heart. The shaman had actually been able to curse him to death. The reason why he hesitated to move was because He used the hands of Xuanjian Mountain to forge the Great Sword of Light, and used his hands to cut out this sword containing infinite light. After he cut out this sword, his death was coming, and the opponent would not let him cut out a second sword. .

"It's a pity that I have the intention to kill ghosts, but I can't save myself. Go ahead and find your true sword master. One day, light will return to the evil world, and there will be no darkness in the world."

Death was right in front of him, and he felt calm as never before. Tianwei burned his last bit of strength and drove the Great Sword of Light into the depths of the void. After doing all this, his fire of life was completely extinguished and he died.

Crash, heaven and earth interacted, and it rained heavily in the sky. The rain was clear, and it was full of bitterness, as if it was bidding farewell to the old man who was crying for the sky. As the light faded away, the originally suppressed darkness of Sin Huang was surging. It has always been there and has never been truly killed.

Rumbling, darkness surged from the ground, the turbid waves emptied out, swallowed up the light, and swept the world. In this endless darkness, the ghost body of Wu Lao that was originally killed was being recast. Compared with before, it was now It actually had a touch of life and became more and more human-like.

"My way is accomplished, my way is accomplished."

The body condensed into the world and felt its own changes. Holding the nine-section snake staff in his hand, the wizard looked up to the sky and laughed, showing his wantonness. There was a sword mark on the body of the nine-section snake staff, and there was an irrepressible light on it. The aura made the snake head more and more ferocious, as if it might come back to life at any time to choose someone to devour.

At this moment, under the influence of the sorcerer, the darkness gained momentum. It opened its teeth and claws, tearing apart the remaining light in the world. From then on, Sin Wasteland was swallowed up by darkness, and there was no light in the world.

"Old Taoist Heaven Crying, thank you for your help, my way has been fulfilled."

"As for the Great Sword of Light, hehe, it will naturally return to my hands one day. After all, it is stained with my blood. Speaking of which, I do need a sword slave. I hope the back-up plan you arranged will not disappoint me."

Taking a step forward, he came to the body of the old man Tianwei. The wizard made no secret of his pride. He planned for a long time and pressed forward step by step. Of course, what he wanted was to be slashed with a sword and achieve enlightenment, but he also didn't know the big sword of light. He will not give up easily, but this sword is inherently incompatible with him. Even if he is forced to stay, it will be nothing more than a piece of scrap metal. Now that he has successfully enlightened and achieved his most important goal, he is naturally qualified to be proud.

Before, he let go of his defenses and allowed Old Man Tianwei to wield the Great Sword of Light and strike with one sword. He walked through life and death and saw the infinite light. His path had already been completed. There was no obstacle to him becoming the Ghost Emperor. , only by seeing the purest light can we truly understand the depth of darkness.

Of course, the reason why the wizard dares to do this is not only that he is crazy enough, but also because he has a companion rare treasure, the nine-segmented snake staff. This magical treasure is connected to his life and can bear all kinds of pain and even pain for him. Death, this is called sending a stick.

After a while, the fear between life and death was completely vented, and the pride on the wizard's face quietly faded.

"Although your strength is average, your belief is still worthy of recognition. You were born here, grew up here, and died here. In the end, you upheld the mission of Taoism and persisted to the end. It is really rare, so I will bury you here. It’s the cause and effect of your life.”

I don't know what he thought of, the wizard let out a sigh, and then he took out a palm-sized scarecrow from his sleeves. There were wooden thorns nailed between his eyebrows, throat, heart, hands and feet. It was obviously made of straw. It was made, but there was blood flowing out from the place where the wooden thorns were nailed. It was very strange and ominous. It was intimidating to look at and instinctively wanted to stay away. This was the great magical power he practiced - the seven nail-headed arrows. , the world's first-class curse-killing technique, very cruel.

Phew, the dark green poisonous fire rose, and the scarecrow turned into ashes in the palm of the wizard's hand. At the same time, the body of the old man Tianwei seemed to be burned by invisible flames, and finally turned into a handful of white ash, and disappeared with the wind. On top of the ruins of Xuanjian Mountain.

At this moment, the rain in the sky became heavier and heavier.

Seeing this, Wu Lao no longer held any nostalgia and turned around to leave. As for the earth-centered evil energy that was about to explode, he was not worried. It would only make him stronger. From the moment he was born, the Xuanjian Sect was destroyed. It was meant to be, because they were in his way.

On this day, the last bit of light in Sin Wasteland disappeared, the evil spirit rose, the whole world turned into ghosts, and all souls died. Only Beimang Mountain became more and more majestic, standing between the sky and the earth, like a ghost and god overlooking Sin Wasteland, high above.

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Middle-earth, Taixu Illusion, on the third floor, Lingfeng stands. Palaces are built against the mountains, hidden among the mountains, forests and clouds, showing their mist. On the boundary stone at the foot of the mountain, sword energy is vertical and horizontal, writing incomparable words. There are four big characters of Jianzong on the top, and in the corner below them, there are still people leaving their names, such as the sect leader Wang Dalang, the deputy sect leader Li Ergou, etc. Their handwriting is as numerous as a dog crawling, adding a touch to this stark boundary monument. Childlike.

Among these many names, there is only one who does not have the title of sect leader or elder, and his name is Dugu Ming.

On the top of Lingshan Mountain, overlooking the Supreme Sword Sect, Dugu Ming felt quite impressed in his heart. The joke sect that was once established by a few country children has now become quite famous in this illusory world. Although it is not the top, it is still a popular sect. It is also not famous in Taixu Illusion Realm. Many people in Taixu Illusion Realm know such a sect. The sect leader Wang Ying is a real Yang Shen Taoist. Several deputy sect leaders also have cultivation levels above Yin Shen. He has thousands of disciples, which is quite impressive.

It has to be said that time is the most magical elixir in the world. Under its baptism, several rural children not only established a foundation in the illusion of Taixu, but also truly entered the immortal way in reality and achieved certain achievements. His achievements can be regarded as a little genius, and he has completely changed his destiny.

Of course, the fact that the Supreme Sword Sect is able to achieve what it is today is largely due to Gu Ming, a handyman. He originally joined the Supreme Sword Sect, but not as a disciple, but as a handyman.

"But I don't know how the sect is doing now? Are master and senior brother okay?"

Looking at the increasingly extraordinary atmosphere of the Supreme Sword Sect, Dugu Ming couldn't help but think of his own sect, the Xuanjian Sect. Middle-earth is very good. Under the suppression of Longhu Mountain, this place is a manifestation of order, and the atmosphere of cultivating immortals is extremely strong. , almost all the people practice immortality and martial arts, and there is also a strange place like Taixu Illusion that touches reality. It can be said to be the gospel for practitioners all over the world. But precisely because of this, he misses the Xuanjian Sect more and more, and hopes that the sect can move to it as soon as possible. Middle-earth, break out of the quagmire of sin.

And just when Dugu Ming's mind was drifting away, his heart suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but kneel to the ground. When he raised his head again, he looked into the void. His face was full of disbelief, and the corners of his eyes were already there. Tears fell.