Gao Wu: Just Became Suzerain, The Empress Invited Me Out Of The Mountain

"Isn't Daoist Taiqing afraid that the saint will be lost in Chu Jing?"

Half-sage Chen Guanhai said in a cold voice, apparently quite confident that he could kill Yunxiao, the saint of Tianzong.

After all, Yun Xiao has only broken through to the eleventh realm not long ago, and there is still a huge gap compared with his half-step twelve-level.

"Chen Sheng just come and give it a try." Yunxiao Saint Goddess said indifferently.

"Just try it." After Chen Guanhai finished speaking, he wanted to do it.

Aren't you afraid of dying if you try... Zhou Yuanjun complained silently in his heart.

"Brother Huang, who do you think has a better chance of winning, Chen Guanhai or Yunxiao?" Zhou Yuanjun asked.

Huang Dingyuan shook his head and said: "It's hard to say. It stands to reason that Chen Guanhai's high realm has a better chance of winning, but the saintess of Tianzong is not easy, otherwise she won't show up easily."

Zhou Yuanjun nodded slightly, he thought so too.

Suddenly, everyone's countenance changed, and an ominous premonition rose in their hearts.

Within Chu State, Zhou Yuanjun, Huang Dingyuan, Yu Wuxia, the head of Renzong Dao, Mingfa Zhenjun, Tianzong Saintess, five Confucian Extraordinary, Zhang Qianren and other three Extraordinary

heading north.

In their eyes, the sky in the north was stained red with blood, as if the heavens and the earth were weeping blood, and they could even faintly feel a trace of sadness.

Half-sage Chen Guanhai and Tianzong saintess Yunxiao who were about to start a big fight stopped together, looking at the northern border, their faces were full of astonishment, shock and disbelief.

It can be seen that the blood color in the northern region spread rapidly, covering the entire land of Central Continent in less than a moment.

Then, a majestic and extremely bright sword light shot up from the northern region, spreading to the entire Central Continent in the blink of an eye.

The sword intent swept through the ages, and the sword energy swept across Central Continent.

"In the end what happened?"

Zhou Yuanjun said in a deep voice, as if he was asking himself, Huang Dingyuan, or an insider.

Huang Dingyuan stared blankly at the sky in the northern region, with a deep sadness that couldn't be concealed on his face, teardrops slipped from the corners of his eyes, and said in a very dejected voice:

"That......... fairy has gone."

That... Could it be that?... A record in an ancient book suddenly sounded in Zhou Yuanjun's heart.

In ancient times, within tens of thousands of years after the Taoist ancestor disappeared, the demon ancestor and the barbarian gods proved the Tao one after another, and the human race ushered in a dark age.

Relying on the hard support of Yu Ze, the Taoist ancestor, countless human races died, and countless Taoist sects were destroyed until the Buddha proclaimed the Tao.

On that day, the demon ancestors and barbarian gods wanted to destroy the human race, and Buddha Tathagata made forty-eight great wishes and proved the fourteen realms.

Then the Buddha used one against two to severely injure the demon ancestor and the barbarian god and seal them.

But the Buddha also disappeared in the next ten thousand years, and ten thousand years later, the demon ancestor and the barbarian gods were about to break through the seal, and Renqi sacrificed countless strong people to suppress and complete the seal.

Later Confucian saints testified to Taoism, strengthened the seals of demon ancestors and barbarian gods, until the saints disappeared, everything was safe.

It wasn't until 3,600 years after the disappearance of the Holy Spirit that a fake fourteenth realm appeared in the Yaozu. It was actually a ray of soul separated by the Yaozu tens of thousands of years ago. It was cultivated silently and was only born now.

The Pseudo-Fourteenth Realm already has part of the power of the Fourteenth Realm, which is much stronger than the half-step Fourteenth Realm. No one in the world is its opponent, and the human race has suffered a major blow.

The false demon ancestor led the monsters to attack the human race, intending to break the seal of the demon ancestor and the barbarian god with the blood of all the people, and rescue the two powerful men.

At that time, the human race was already in danger and could be exterminated at any time. Countless human races died tragically at the hands of the monsters.

At that moment, a swordsman stood up, turned the tide, helped the building to collapse, and single-handedly entered the army of hundreds of millions of demons and barbarians, and finally suppressed the fake Fourteenth Realm.

As mentioned earlier, since ancient times, there has not been a sword cultivator of the thirteenth realm, otherwise, when he reaches the half-step fourteenth realm, his combat power will be comparable to the real fourteenth realm.

People who have approached that realm are considered most likely to break through to the Thirteenth Sword Cultivator.

If that person doesn't stand up, there will be an extra thirteenth-level swordsman in the world, and an extra human race with a combat power comparable to the fourteenth-level powerhouse.

Countless people feel sorry for him, and countless people mourn for him, but if he doesn't stand up, no one can carry the collapse of the human race; if he doesn't stand up, all the races will die.

He sacrificed himself to protect the peace of the human race for eight thousand years.

The world doesn't know his name, but only knows that his surname is Yuan. Although he is a martial saint who has reached the thirteenth realm of martial arts, the world is willing to call him "Yuan Sheng"

The name of Yuan Sheng is recognized by tens of billions of people in the human race!

At that time, Yuan Sheng went north alone, split the bridge of life and death with one sword, cut off the cycle of reincarnation with two swords, and killed the monsters so blood flowed into rivers.

When he got in front of the pseudo-fourteenth realm, he was exhausted, and there was no more real essence in his body.

The remnant soul of the demon ancestor laughed loudly, and the sound of ridicule spread throughout the hundreds of millions of miles of human territory in Central Continent, and then he uttered the last sentence:

...asking for flowers...

"What's the use of trying your best to kill me? How can you kill me when you're exhausted?"

Yuan Sheng, who was looked down upon by the remnants of the monster clan, looked calm, raised the sword in his hand high, and said softly:

"Sword up!"

The voice was very small, light and weak, but it spread throughout Central Continent.

Afterwards, all the continents and lands were filled with swords, and the sword energy and sword intent swayed for nine days, gathering in Yuan Sheng alone.

At that moment, Yuan Sheng joined the Dao, but he didn't fully join the Dao.

He merged with the endless sword energy between heaven and earth, using his body as a sword, he killed the remnant soul of the demon ancestor with one sword, and killed nineteen times in a row, the remnant soul of the demon ancestor was finally weakened to the extreme.

Even so, Yuan Sheng couldn't completely kill the remnant soul of the demon ancestor, so he gathered the infinite sword energy and endless sword intent between heaven and earth, and turned it into the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Then he used the Great Wall of Sword Qi to suppress the remnant soul of the demon ancestor, hoping to use time to completely obliterate him. It has been eight thousand years so far.

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Because Yuan Sheng borrowed countless sword qi and sword intent to harmonize the way, kill and suppress the remnants of the demon ancestors, he himself was trapped in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so that his cultivation base was always in an incomplete state of harmony, and he couldn't make any progress. It is necessary to suppress the remnant soul of the refining demon ancestor all the time.

Such an existence is really great!

To sacrifice one person in exchange for the prosperity of the human race for eight thousand years and the peace and well-being of tens of billions of people, what kind of heart is this?

It can be said that Yuan Sheng has made great contributions to the entire human race, and his contribution to the human race may only be weaker than the three 14th-level powerhouses.

Zhou Yuanjun thought silently.

But why did Yuan Sheng suddenly disappear? Could it be that the remnant soul of the demon ancestor suppressed by the Great Wall of Sword Qi escaped?

Zhou Yuanjun didn't know the reason, he just looked at the northern border with sadness in his eyes.

"Sword up!"

"Send Yuan Sheng!"

I don't know when, a sound resounded between heaven and earth, shaking Central Continent, resounding in the ears of hundreds of millions of people.

In the next second, all the land in Zhongzhou raised their swords, and even those who didn't use swords raised their weapons one after another, sending Yuan Shengxian off respectfully.

Zhou Yuanjun held the seven-star dragon yuan in his hand, with sword intent soaring into the sky, and silently saw Yuan Sheng off.

Beside him, Huang Dingyuan's thirteen swords came out from the Wushuang sword box, with sword aura flying freely.

At this moment, countless human races stood in awe, tears fell from the corners of countless human races' eyes, countless human races bowed silently, and countless human races looked sad...

On this day, Yuan Sheng, who once saved a whole family with one person and suppressed hundreds of millions of monsters with one sword, is gone!

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