I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Song created these nine sword techniques a few years ago, but I didn't expect that they couldn't be hidden from the Saint Lord."

Song Que was slightly startled, and laughed: "Since that's the case, please appreciate it."

Although his trump card was revealed by Lin Xuan, Song Que did not show any negative emotions, and his expression was still calm and free.

Besides the sword, there is nothing else!

"Brother Song, please."

Lin Xuan raised the golden sword diagonally, gathering momentum like a mountain.

"It's not yet formed, how can I test it?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Que's figure had already appeared in the air, holding the famous sword Xiangjun in his hand, and slashed it diagonally from high to low.

The sword intent was ancient and hurried, and it seemed to be there and not there, as if it was the chaos before the separation of heaven and earth.

The long sword did not bring any sound of breaking wind, and there was no sense of sword energy.

But Song Que's sword momentum had already covered the sky and the earth, and the entire Grinding Hall was encircled in his sword domain, making it impossible to avoid.

The next moment, a wisp of golden sword light suddenly bloomed, like a cloud hanging from the sky, rising up.

Amid the clear sound of swords clashing, the extremely dense sword lights and sword beams collided with each other, making a violent explosion, turning into a series of impact energy, scattering in all directions.

"..."

Yao Yue's face froze, and his body turned into a stream of light, and he retreated quickly.

The next moment, the entire Grinding Hall was torn into countless pieces by the dissipated energy, breaking into pieces and collapsing with a loud bang!

"The master's swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled in the world."

Lin Xuan smiled and held his sword horizontally, "What a pity for this house."

The wooden blocks that shot out in all directions, as soon as they came to Lin Xuan and Song Que, they silently disintegrated into sawdust, and were then swept away by the energy of the sky, without causing any impact on them.

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening, let alone a house?"

Song Que slashed with his sword, and felt very satisfied. He stretched out his hand and waved, holding the famous sword Da Siming with a black blade and white spine: "Tearing down this house will make it more spacious."

Da Siming is the legendary god of longevity and death. The contrast between black and white implies the power of controlling life and death in the world.

"Then I'm sorry."

A trace of fighting spirit flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and the golden sword trembled, transforming into the ancient and vast Tai Chi.

"Yin and Yang are combined, what is the origin and what is the evolution?"

Song Que smiled and chanted, and the long sword went forward.

Yin and Yang are combined to create the world, what is the origin and what is the evolution?

Behind Song Que, there appeared an illusion of yin and yang interweaving, thousands of stars were born and died, and the sun and the moon competed for glory.

Da Siming moved, and two swords intertwined from the star map, as if yin and yang were born and died, and slashed towards Lin Xuan.

"Tai Chi gives birth to two opposites."

The Tai Chi sword seal fell, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish blocked Song Que's sword power and slowly rotated.

Two mysterious and unparalleled martial arts artistic conceptions collided with each other.

In a flash, the meaning of swords and knives had already filled the void, majestic and divine.

"There is actually such a sword technique in the world..."

Yao Yue frowned, her face was extremely solemn.

She just put herself in Lin Xuan's shoes, and felt that in the face of Song Que's sword mixed with the power of heaven and earth, she could only pull out the blood-shining painting and take the sword with her own heavenly cultivation.

In terms of artistic conception, she was completely crushed by the vast meaning of the separation of heaven and earth and the change of yin and yang contained in "Heavenly Questions" and "Nine Songs".

For a while, Yao Yue didn't know whether she lost to Song Que or Qu Yuan...

But in short, the Nine Swords of Heavenly Questions were much more powerful than she had imagined.

Thinking of this, Yao Yue felt a little weak in her heart.

I don't know if there are masters of this level in the original world.

If he had to hide a few heavenly and human-level fun-loving people...

Then his so-called "Nine Layers of Bright Jade, Invincible in the World" would become a clown...

"Come again!"

Song Que's eyes showed excitement, and he threw away the Great God of Life and replaced it with a snow-white flawless long sword.

Yunzhongjun!

Yunzhongjun is the legendary cloud god, and his sword is as white as clouds.

With his mind moving, the long sword like a silk thread has already drawn a track containing the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, with surging clouds and mist, and fantastic and extreme.

Nine places, how to bury them?

Since the land in the world is divided into nine levels, how can it be clearly divided?

Zengcheng Nine Layers, how high is it?

According to legend, there is Zengcheng Nine Layers in Kunlun Mountain, how to measure its height?

Where is there a dragon carrying a bear to swim?

The legendary one-horned dragon, carrying the yellow bear transformed from the corpses of Gun and Yu, swam far away, where is it now?

The three sword energies merged together and turned into a supreme sword of unparalleled dominance.

The sword energy measured the universe, the heaven and earth were positioned, and the sword intent transformed into a huge Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the Immortal City stood, surrounded by clouds and mist, looming.

A one-horned Qionglong, carrying a yellow bear, walked around the mountain, its scales flashing purple light, ferocious and terrifying.

The three sword moves were superimposed together, and the momentum continued to rise until the Qionglong was born, exuding a pressure that could move mountains and overturn seas.

It was as if time and space overlapped, and the strange beasts of the mythical era reappeared, giving people a sense of incomparable reality.

The sword intent turned into a dragon, and the wind and clouds surged!

Suddenly, the Qionglong stretched out its huge claws, as if it was hunting prey, and grabbed Lin Xuan.

At this moment, the water, mountain shape and blood of the entire Songjia Mountain City were all mobilized by Song Que, and the edge of the Heavenly Sword covered a radius of ten miles!

***

"Daddy asked me to take you around. Just take whatever you want."

"If you're so polite, I won't be able to report it when I get back."

Song Yuzhi took Shi Qingxuan for a few rounds in the commercial street of the mountain city.

The two girls sat down to eat some snacks, and each held a glass of freshly squeezed juice, chatting as they walked.

"But I really don't want anything..."

Shi Qingxuan was a little worried: "The food here is delicious, but you will get fat if you eat too much."

"Sister Shi, you have such a good foundation, you can't get too fat."

"...You have to pay attention to it."

Shi Qingxuan pursed her lips and said with lingering fear: "The Saint King told me that he had seen a fat...fat woman who weighed several thousand pounds. He also said that the fat woman was eating and drinking too much."

"???"

Song Yuzhi was stunned for a moment: "Are you talking about a fat woman or a fat pig?"

"It should be a fat woman."

Shi Qingxuan tilted her head and thought seriously: "How can there be such a heavy fat pig?"

"But a fat woman is not that heavy..."

"The Saint King said that the limit of human beings is very powerful, far exceeding the limit of pigs."

"...Well, since your Saint King said so, let's eat less."

Song Yuzhi imagined the scene and suddenly had no appetite.

No matter what, this young Saint King can actually kill the three great masters, and his father has to welcome him personally.

He must be a peerless master!

Even if the things said by the peerless master are not right, they must have other deep meanings.

"What do you mean my Saint King..., huh? This this..."

Shi Qingxuan was a little shy, muttered, and raised her head.

The next moment, the girl looked at the rapidly enlarged picture on the top of the mountain, like a mirage, and her eyes widened.

"What is this? The head of the Song family brought the overseas fairy mountain here?"

"I understand! It's the immortal who showed up!"

"God bless my wife to get pregnant!"

The people nearby were also shocked and knelt on the ground to pray.

"This is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth caused by the battle between the clan leader and the Saint Lord of the Holy Gate. Don't panic."

"The clan leader has ordered: no kneeling, no kowtow, no nonsense, and those who violate it will be expelled from the mountain city!"

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the elite members of the Song clan rode on their horses, announcing in the streets of the mountain city with trembling voices.

To be honest, they were also a little shocked to see this scene.

"Sister Song..."

Shi Qingxuan took a deep breath: "Is this Uncle Song's move?"

"It looks like Daddy's Heavenly Question Nine Swords..."

Song Yuzhi also raised his head, stunned: "I understand the principle, but why is this dragon so big?"

"Isn't it like this when he practices swordsmanship?"

"... Daddy rarely uses this set of swordsmanship. He said that this set of swordsmanship is like the Confucian noble spirit. The important thing is to cultivate the sword intention in the heart, not the moves themselves."

"Occasionally, when Uncle Zhi and Uncle Lu compete with Daddy, Daddy also wins with a casual sword, without even using 30% of the power."

Song Yuzhi pondered: "This is the first time I've seen this scene. It seems that Daddy Daddy tried his best. "

"Ah? What should I do?"

"I don't know. This is the first time I see Daddy so serious..."

Song Yuzhi was also a little helpless: "Your Saint King is now known as the best person in the world. If you really want to worry, you should worry about my father, right?"

"Is that so... But when the Saint King came here this time, he didn't say he wanted to compete with Uncle Song..."

Shi Qingxuan let out a breath: "Let's go and take a look?"

"...But Daddy said he would treat you well."

"I want to go and take a look. You accompany me, which is also considered a treat, right?"

"...That makes sense. Come with me."

Song Yuzhi hesitated, took Shi Qingxuan's little hand, and flew up the mountain.

The two girls stood shoulder to shoulder, looking up at the sky, with different thoughts in their minds.

...

The Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish Diagram rotated and appeared in front of Lin Xuan.

Under the slap of the Qionglong claws, countless fine cracks appeared on the Tai Chi Diagram, and then it collapsed.

The dragon claws kept moving, and it came towards Lin Xuan with a rolling fierce wind.

"As expected of Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, he actually used the terrain of the entire mountain city to slash this sword."

Lin Xuan's eyes condensed, and he felt a little emotional.

In the Yellow Plane, although the upper limit of power is insufficient, it is impossible to move mountains and fill the sea, and the palm of the hand is born and destroyed.

But the top masters have found another way, and their spiritual level is extremely strong and incredible.

In terms of realm, they are not inferior to those masters at the high martial arts level.

Well, compared with the realm of the magnetic field lunatic, it is estimated to be much higher...

By analogy, if these people were born in the lunatic plane.

Maybe they can really turn the wind and clouds into dragons, and blow up the whole fucking world by themselves.

"Keng!"

At this moment, the golden sword made a sharp sword whistle.

The sword heart was spiritual, and the long sword pointed to the forehead of the dragon by itself, flashing with dazzling sword light.

"Hmm? This sword... seems to be angry?"

"Because of the dragon spirit emitted by this Qionglong?"

Lin Xuan lowered his head, glanced at the golden sword with sword light, and injected the spirit of immortal spirit into it: "Then you go and kill it."

Facing the majestic pressure of Qionglong, Lin Xuan raised the golden sword diagonally and urged the sword heart.

The vast sea-like sword spirit was surging, exuding indescribable majesty.

This is the majesty of the emperor of mankind given by Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi.

"Roar!"

The spirit of immortal spirit was injected, and the sword spirit of the god of war merged with the might of the golden sword itself.

Amid the dragon's roar, the golden dragon spirit gathered in the air and turned into a huge five-clawed golden dragon phantom.

The golden dragon has huge wings behind it that cover the sky and the earth.

The purple flames lingered on the wings, and thunder appeared, as if it could collapse the mountains.

The one with scales is called Jiaolong, and the one with wings is called Yinglong!

"Roar!"

Yinglong flapped his huge wings and looked at the Qionglong in front of him with great contempt.

It was just a shadow, but the breath emanating from Yinglong was enough to change the color of the world and make the wind and clouds surge.

"???"

Qionglong's huge dragon eyes blinked, revealing a trace of fear.

The next moment, Yinglong rose up and appeared in front of Qionglong like a meteor, pressing down with one claw.

The void exploded, and the raging energy storm rolled, forming an extremely violent hurricane in the sky.

The earth-shaking killing aura surged from Yinglong's claws.

Layers of explosions resounded through the world, and cracks appeared in the void.

Dragons fight in the sky!

The golden dragon claws fell, and it slapped on Qionglong's body like a crushing blow.

The golden flames rolled, and then turned into a prairie fire, burning violently.

In a moment, the dragon was burning with golden flames all over its body, wailing silently and rolling.

Then it exploded with a bang, exploding into a cloud of fire.

"Is this... the aura of a true dragon?"

Song Que showed a trace of horror in his eyes, and he put away his sword and retreated quickly.

Just now, he used the power of three swords, combined with his subtle and profound sword intention and the aura of a king, plus the feng shui and geographical advantages of the Song family, to draw the shape of a dragon.

Under the entanglement of luck, it was like a dragon descending to the world, with unparalleled power.

Well, the dragon is also a dragon!

The aura of the dragon can also compete for the throne of the true dragon!

Song Que felt that this sword was already the supreme sword in the world.

Although it may not be better than the remaining swords in terms of realm, the momentum and power are completely incomparable.

Even if he met Bodhidharma, Song Que had the confidence to make the other party retreat temporarily.

But the young Demon Sect Saint Lord in front of him actually transformed the sword into... Yinglong?

He used his power to bully the weak and easily crushed the Qilong.

Okay, it is indeed reasonable for Yinglong to eat Qilong.

But damn it! The sword evolved into the power of Yinglong...

What a shitty thing!

The exiled immortals recorded in ancient books did not have such a thing.

It can't be that this is the arrival of the ancient Saint Emperor?

For a moment, Song Que also had an indescribable sense of absurdity in his heart.

He looked up at Yinglong who looked down on the world, and then looked down at Yun Zhongge who was shaking in his hand, and hesitated in his heart.

"How can it be so powerful..."

Yao Yue took a breath of cold air, and her mood was extremely complicated.

She now felt that every time she made a little progress, Lin Xuan would do something more incredible.

This is very un-beaver!

In this comparison, it seems that she is getting weaker and weaker, and can only be suppressed by others.

Although this is not impossible...

But Yaoyue felt that she still had to struggle hard.

It was really not in line with her usual style to lie down and do nothing.

Well, this kind of mentality problem still varies from person to person.

For example, Xing'er, she is ordinary-looking, not as good-looking as herself, stupid, and her martial arts are so poor...

Isn't she living happily now?

Thinking of this, Yaoyue envied her sister a little.

"Roar!"

Yinglong took a deep breath at the place where the dragon disappeared.

He lowered his head and looked down at the Song clan residents who were trembling in fear all over the city, and shook his huge head again.

The next moment, Yinglong's huge dragon body turned into a golden stream of light and returned to the golden sword.

The golden sword trembled and dissipated a trace of mist.

The position closest to the hilt revealed a faint pattern.

In the picture, there were rows of big trees.

There are countless tree houses like bird nests on the trees.

On the ground, there are several small wooden houses, giving people a rough and solid feeling.

Groups of primitive people wearing animal skins, holding various simple tools, surrounded the small wooden house and cheered.

Behind the crowd stood a middle-aged uncle with unshaven beard and leaves as clothes.

The uncle was burly, unkempt, with a lazy and gentle smile on his face, just like those "useless uncles".

The only difference was the brilliance in the uncle's eyes.

This is an indescribable light of wisdom, as if you can see the vicissitudes of the ages at a glance.

"This..., huh? Could this be the Nest Emperor?"

"In the past, people had many difficulties. There were saints who taught them to live in nests. In winter, they built caves, and in summer, they lived in nests."

"Before cremation, they fought beasts for food and dug wells for drinking. They used cypress straw as bedding to avoid difficulties. People praised him and made him the king of the world, calling him Youchaoshi."

"No wonder Emperor Xuanyuan said that this sword is not the Xuanyuan Sword I understand..."

Lin Xuan looked at the misty cloud pattern shrouding the golden sword, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his mind.

According to legend, the body of the Xuanyuan Sword is engraved with the sun, moon, and stars on one side, and mountains, rivers, and plants on the other side.

The hilt has the art of farming and animal husbandry on one side, and the strategy of unifying the world on the other side.

But the golden sword in his hand has at most ten scrolls on it, which does not meet the setting of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Moreover, this thing seems to be particularly sensitive to dragon energy.

Lin Xuan estimated that the true dragon energy is probably also a condition for the sword to be unified.

If I guess correctly, when this sword is completely unsealed...

It should be called...the Human Emperor Sword!

"Just now, I saw Brother Song condensing the true dragon energy, and I had a little desire to win, so something unexpected happened..."

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, catching Song Que's slight hesitation, and smiled faintly: "Brother Song, don't worry, this kind of thing shouldn't happen again in the future."

"Accident?"

Song Que was silent for a few seconds and sighed softly: "Sage, please take another blow from me."

He wanted to ask Lin Xuan, what accident happened just now?

Has your fate as a Nine-Five Master been revealed?

But Song Que then discovered that he seemed to be still "making a decision" with Lin Xuan.

If I could really say everything...

Then do you still have to kneel down and acknowledge your master?

Although Song Que was already prepared for this.

But at least let’s have a good fight first.

Opponents of Lin Xuan's level are also rare.

"Can I take another stab?"

"Song spent a lot of time just now. If this sword cannot hurt the Holy Lord, the hundreds of swords that follow will be useless."

Song Que pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand and said, "Mountain Ghost!"

A sharp knife with a delicate shape and a jade-like color came through the air and landed in Song Que's hand.

The mountain ghost is the legendary goddess of Wushan Mountain. She has a strange texture, is magnificent and strange, and also has a lonely and arrogant meaning that does not stand out from the crowd.

"Okay, please, Valve Master."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and put the golden sword in its sheath.

"Although Song is just a knife, it's not that easy to catch."

A sharp light flashed in Song Que's eyes, and he slashed out with his sword: "Nuwa has a body, who made it?"

Nuwa created humans, but who created Nuwa?

This knife is analysis, exploration, doubt-solving, and truth-seeking!

It's as if the secrets between heaven and earth can all be found with this sword.

The sword light exploded and turned into a blue sea.

In less than a second, the huge locust tree was cut into countless needles, which were shot towards Lin Xuan.

The entire courtyard turned upside down, as if it had been torn apart by thousands of densely packed knives.

The goddess of Wushan, with a slim figure and riding a red leopard, appeared in the air. Her eyes were neither sad nor happy, exuding an aura of ethereal enlightenment.

"Fortunately, the manifestation is a mountain ghost and not Nuwa..."

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, took half a step forward, and punched straight out.

The cyan brilliance flashed and transformed into the simple and vast Fantian Ancient Seal, exuding vast coercion and suppressing everything in the courtyard.

Song Que screamed loudly, used all his strength to activate his sword, and raised his sword to strike.

The sword light that covered the courtyard was like a tornado going up against the trend, colliding with the ancient seal and shattering each other.

With a muffled groan, Song Que's palms trembled slightly and he stepped back.

Although his mind is iron and his sword is majestic.

But after all, he is still a body of flesh and blood, and he cannot draw on the power of heaven and earth like Lin Xuan.

After several blows, Song Que's physical strength, internal energy and spirit were greatly consumed, but he only suppressed them forcefully.

Now that he had received Lin Xuan's modified version of the Ancient Demon-Subduing Seal, Song Que also felt a little dizzy and had to step back.

"The Valve Master accepts."

At this moment, Lin Xuan took a step forward, and his ethereal figure appeared in front of Song Que, reaching out to hold the mountain ghost's blade.

In an instant, the blue sword light that filled the sky dispersed like a clear sky after rain.

"I have done my best to do my best."

Song Que looked at the Mountain Ghost Sword thoughtfully and said in a calm voice: "The Holy Lord has peerless martial arts skills and the aura of a true dragon. He can be the master of others."

"Song Qing's last stab should have been Donghuang Taiyi, right?"

"Exactly."

"Very good. Let Song Qing use that sword to make great achievements."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and released his right hand.

The Mountain Ghost Sword exploded and turned into countless fragments that were hard to see with the naked eye and scattered all over the sky.

The mountain wind blew by and disappeared without a trace.

"Song also has this intention."

Song Que looked at the bare handle of the mountain ghost knife, and with a hint of understanding in his heart, he nodded.

***

"Such a collision of artistic conceptions... It's just a horned dragon, but it actually manifests as a Yinglong? Where did Song Que get such dragon energy?"

"No, that dragon energy came from the person who fought against Song Que! Who can have such...such imperial power? Is Qin Shihuang alive?"

"Huh? Is it the Fantian Seal of the Holy Lord? What happened?"

Ten miles away, Shi Zhixuan stopped and looked up at the Song Family Mountain City with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

In this case, Song Que could only fight with his immediate boss.

Well, as a sage of my sect, it is reasonable for him to appear in the Song family mountain city at this time.

Song Que wanted to strike when he saw a top master, so it was not surprising that he had to fight against the Holy Lord.

The content of this dragon's energy is a bit outrageous... Let's forget about that later.

However..., Shi Zhixuan had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.

Um?

"It's broken! I'm a substitute!"

Shi Zhixuan's expression suddenly changed, and he used the Phantom Demonic Body Technique to turn into a vague afterimage, quickly rushing towards the Song Family Mountain City.