Immortal Palace

Changsheng Tianque Chapter 3642 All Races Retreat

There is no room for research on such rumors, because the era of Taoism in Wuwei Valley is too long ago, and in other eras, Wuwei Valley practiced the Tao of transcendence and was not born at all, and it was impossible to target them.

Regarding the Nine Magic Golden Pages, it was rumored to be magical in those eras, but no one knows what the real situation is like.

The most important thing is that judging from the recorded information, the situation that could force the monk Wuweigu to sacrifice the ninth golden page has never appeared in the records.

Some Wuwei Valley monks would rather die in battle than sacrifice the ninth golden page when they are dying.

Of course, I don’t know if the rumors are true...

"Then I will come up to you and see if the rumors are true!"

The ancestors of the Shangyang lineage roared their filial piety, and then, the huge fire phoenix avatar directly crushed Taoist Master Wuwei Valley with its majestic power.

It roared all the way, leaving a long line of immortal fire in the stars, burning the space with a sizzling sound and the possibility of collapse at any time.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, let’s get close to Taoist Master Wuwei Valley first.

Even if the rumors are false and Wuweigu Daozun's body is not that weak, it is not worth mentioning in front of the true form of Fire Phoenix!

This time, Taoist Master Wuwei Valley did not continue to ink, and directly opened the third page of Wuwei Taoist Book!

"sword!"

On the third page of the Wuwei Taoist Book, there is a word "sword" written on it. When the third golden page is opened, the sword energy flies into the sky, and the sharp sword intention surges in the stars.

Buzz…

The sword's intention stirred, and in the stars, there was no shadow of the sword at all, but the sound of the sword kept ringing.

All the monks who owned sword-like instruments began to tremble involuntarily, no matter where they were placed.

Buzz!

Even Wang Changsheng felt that the Langcang Sword in the Xingyu World within his body was trembling with the sword's intention.

"What a terrifying sword intent. Even those Taoists who major in swordsmanship in Tianjian Mountain may not have such a terrifying sword intent!"

Wang Changsheng said with a fearful expression.

In his own knowledge, among the supreme sects in the entire Jiutian Realm, the most outstanding ones in the way of swordsmanship are the monks of Tianjian Mountain.

Regardless of the fact that Jian Ping Ping, who has practiced hard in the art of swordsmanship, has a natural sword heart, Jian Ping Ping, who was born with the Divine Sword, is also one of the best.

Other swordsmanship cultivators are a head shorter than the swordsmanship cultivators from Tianjian Mountain!

But now, the terrifying sword intent that surged out from the Taoist Master of Wuwei Valley was even worse than the group of sword cultivators from Tianjian Mountain!

At least, although the group of sword cultivators in Tianjian Mountain were very powerful, they were unable to induce the Langcang Sword to follow its sword cry!

After all, the Langcang Sword is made from the sacred material of heaven and earth, Huangquan. He can't look down upon ordinary sword intent!

Not only Wang Changsheng, but also all the Taoist priests present changed their expressions after feeling the fierce sword intent, and they looked in the direction of the Tianjian Mountain Taoist priest intentionally or unintentionally.

Two Taoist masters also came to Tianjian Mountain. Feeling the surging sword intent, even their own swords began to buzz.

One of the Taoists in Tianjian Mountain gently placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and the buzzing sword slowly stopped moving!

"This method is really amazing!"

A Taoist from the Tianjian Mountain Spiritual Position said in amazement.

The two Taoist Masters of Tianjian Mountain also expressed their approval for the sword intent stirred up by the Taoist Master of Wuwei Valley, but it was just recognition.

In the art of swords, the monks of Tianjian Mountain are never weaker than anyone!

Even though the Taoist masters from Wuwei Valley have great sword intentions, in the eyes of the two Taoist masters from Tianjian Mountain, Taoism is always Taoism, not the real sword intention!

This is also the reason why one of the ancestors of Tianjian Mountain only praised Taoist Master Wuwei Valley for his "amazing Taoism" instead of his amazing sword power!

"It's normal!"

The ancestor of the Shangyang lineage also said with a fearful look: "Although the Dao Fa Era is at the end of the Dharma, if you want to succeed in this lifetime, you must polish the Dao Fa Era to the extreme!"

“Undoubtedly, Wuweigu did it, and it did it very well!”

"It is rumored that a sword cultivator in the Taoist Era could kill a person's head thousands of miles away with his flying sword!"

"What's even more terrifying is that a flying sword can cut off a person's foundation against the long river of time and space. I don't know if it's true or not..."

Hearing the words of the ancestor of Shangyang lineage, Wang Changsheng's expression became solemn!

With the flying sword, he could decapitate people from thousands of miles away. Even the Taoist masters in the Jindan Dao era could do it.

It can be said that it goes against the long river of time and space to kill people's foundation...

It’s not that Wang Changsheng doesn’t want to believe it, it’s that he doesn’t dare to believe it!

Back then, Zhan Qing used the power of Huang Quan to open the door to the long river of time and space. He felt the mystery of the long river of time and space. In that kind of place, even Taoist Master might not be able to survive, let alone a flying sword...

"How does Shangyang's veins compare with this?" Wang Changsheng asked with a frown.

Even the terrifying Wuwei Valley has chosen to cooperate with Abyss. If other supreme religions are not as good as Wuwei Valley, just the Taoist of Wuwei Valley will be enough to give everyone a headache, let alone the hundreds of Abyss. A Taoist...

"hehe…"

The ancestor of the Shangyang lineage said with a cold expression: "When the undead dominate the world..."

"All races retreat!"

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Hearing the words of the ancestor of Shangyang lineage, Wang Changsheng was also stunned for a moment.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that these words spoken by the ancestor of Shangyang lineage are particularly domineering!

The meaning is also very obvious. As the royal family of the Shangyang lineage, the undead are not afraid no matter what kind of inherited race they encounter. This is the confidence that comes from the bloodline!

Buzz!

As the sword intent surged, a three-foot flying sword flew out from the Wuwei Taoist Book. Apart from the majestic sword intent, it was not blessed by any power from heaven and earth, not even the power of the Taoist Master.

Pure sword intent!

"Take the essence of one world, condense it into a three-foot green blade, and level the world's golden sword!"

A calm voice came from the mouth of Wuweigu Daozun, which was constantly stirring in the sword intention!

After the three-foot Qingfeng appeared, there was only a sword body but no hilt, and it shot directly at the ancestor of Shangyang lineage!

The three-foot Qingfeng was completely negligible compared to the vast starry universe, and the size of a turbulent stream was tens of millions of times larger than him!

Not to mention the fire phoenix's true body, which is so big that it can cover the sky and the sun. If a feather is shaken off, it is much larger than the three-foot Qingfeng.

However, when Sanchi Qingfeng appeared, the Taoist ancestor of Shangyang lineage who was charging towards him felt a creepy feeling.

Naturally, he was no stranger to this feeling. The three-foot green blade could definitely threaten his existence. Even if it couldn't kill him, it could still hurt him!

Phew!

As a neighing sound sounded, the Taoist ancestor of Shangyang lineage opened his huge mouth and spit out a flaming spear from his mouth.

When the spear appeared, there was still immortal fire burning on top of the spear.