The founder of all religions

In the silent night, the moon is like a fox's eyes hanging high in the sky, looking at the world indifferently.

The firelight and moonlight intertwined with each other, making the figure walking from a distance even more weird and mysterious.

Wearing clothes and straw shoes, alone, Feng Wannian appeared in the deserted land outside Wangxuan City just as Xu Jiansheng expected.

"Xu Jiansheng...I haven't seen you for so many years, and you're still so boring."

Feng Wannian squinted his eyes and looked at the three figures hanging in mid-air. Although there was no movement at all, he could feel the fluctuation of life.

"Feng Wannian, you have been gone for five years and you actually care about others..." Xu Jiansheng sat up high, grinning with a cold smile.

"You killed a lot of people back then...that year you just...let me think about it."

Xu Jiansheng's eyes turned slightly, but his tone became more and more excited.

Finally, he seemed to remember the dusty memory, stared straight at Feng Wannian, and licked the corners of his mouth.

"Twelve years old!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Nuer beside him couldn't help but raise his eyes and looked at Feng Wannian below.

She had also heard the legend about this mysterious sword species for a long time.

Ten years ago, Xuanmen spent an astonishing amount of money and only created three sword types with the help of the Thirteen Ancient Steles.

Her master, Xu Jiansheng, is one, and Feng Wannian is the other.

Among the three, Feng Wannian was the most terrifying. He was cold and ruthless, like a sword born for killing.

When he was twelve years old, as a young boy, he killed more than three hundred people of his age, staining the river with blood. When people found him the next day, he sat alone on a hill made of accumulated corpses, holding his knees with his hands. , without saying a word.

This is where the monster's evil name comes from.

However, five years ago, this sword species, which was regarded as one of Xuantian Pavilion's most precious treasures, disappeared without a trace, and no one knew his whereabouts.

"Xuanmen sword species, aliens are kings... Sooner or later, you and I will become one of the most powerful beings in Xuanmen... With such a brilliant future, you have disappeared?"

Xu Jiansheng's eyes narrowed slightly and he said coldly: "Five years later, you were discovered in Luofu Mountain..."

"Feng Wannian, I'm really curious, why do you appear in that place? Are you just a jailer?"

After the words fell, Feng Wannian's calm face showed no trace of emotion, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Xu Jiansheng, it seems that your scar has not hurt for a long time."

Feng Wannian's words put a hint of murderous intent on Xu Jiansheng's face. He subconsciously reached for his chest, but stopped when he reached mid-air. At the same time, a meaningful smile appeared on his face again.

"As a sword type, it is almost impossible to escape from Xuanmen's control... You left the capital and hid in hiding for five years. This is unreasonable in itself, and you actually hid in a place like Luofu Mountain..."

Xu Jiansheng ignored Feng Wannian and spoke in detail.

"You gave up everything and took such a risk to go to that remote place...for what? Or...is there anything there that would make you willing to hibernate?" Xu Jiansheng said lightly.

"enough……"

Suddenly, Feng Wannian shouted, interrupting Xu Jiansheng's words.

"Little bastard, are you looking for death!?" Feng Wannian's voice was cold and chilly, and his face no longer looked as lazy and easy-going as usual.

"Presumptuous, daring..."

Seeing Feng Wannian being so disrespectful, Ling Nuer immediately stood up and scolded him.

Rumble…

The terrifying coercion suddenly came, like the mountains in the sky collapsing, like rivers and rivers, dim and endless, and as bright as the sky.

"This...this is..."

Ling Nuer's delicate body trembled, and she suddenly fell to her knees, her limbs trembling, and she suddenly lost control. Under such terrible oppression, tears of despair seeped into her trembling eyes.

"He...he and the master..."

Ling Nuer roared in her heart. At this moment, she only felt that her spiritual sense was shaking, as if she had fallen into boundless darkness, with no future and no hope.

"Hahahaha... Feng Wannian, after we say goodbye to the capital, you haven't been abolished yet..."

At this moment, Xu Jiansheng stood up from the high seat, and the mad wolf's laughter was full of excitement.

Amidst such wild laughter, the pressure around Ling Nuer slowly subsided like a tide. She collapsed on the ground, looking at Feng Wannian with eyes full of awe, and she even did not dare to look directly into the man's eyes.

"It seems we have no choice but to take action today."

Feng Wannian looked indifferent and slowly moved his wrist.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time..." Xu Jiansheng said with great anticipation: "Today I'm going to see if you have made any progress in the past five years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jiansheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The clear voice echoed in the wilderness, but the torches on both sides turned from red to faint blue.

Bang bang bang...

The ground cracked, and black shadows emerged from the ground like rats.

Five humans wearing bronze armor... no, humanoid creatures were standing in front of Feng Wannian. Upon closer inspection, they were not wearing bronze armor, but their skin and flesh had a metallic texture, and their muscles were The texture also looks like armor.

"Bronze-armored corpse!?" Feng Wannian's eyes darkened.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems you still remember... This is a bronze-armored corpse made by five [Nine-Inch Realm], and it is one of my most proud toys..." Xu Jiansheng stood on the high platform and stared at it with a smile. Feng Wannian.

The method of refining corpses was obtained by [Tiangang], one of the Seven Secrets of Xuantian, from [Beisha Xuanzhang].

Refining the corpse into Taoism, turning it into an invincible golden body, and turning it into an armored and mysterious body.

From then on, this method of refining corpses has become a secret of Xuantian Pavilion. The higher the quality of the materials used, the more powerful the corpses will be.

Especially at the level of Bronze Armored Corpse, at least masters from the [Nine Inch Realm] are needed as materials. They have no weaknesses of demons and ghosts at all. They are not even afraid of ordinary lightning techniques and can practice on their own.

Just these five bronze-armored corpses are worth a fortune and are much more powerful than the ordinary [Nine Inch Realm].

"kill him."

Xu Jiansheng gave an order, and the scarlet eyes of the five bronze-armored corpses suddenly lit up, and a terrifying roar came out of their putrid mouths, and the evil wind shook the earth to pieces.

Rumble…

Their speed was so fast that they almost became a line and rushed in front of Feng Wannian, forming an encirclement...

The unbreakable body rushed like a hill, blasting the unparalleled power towards Feng Wannian's body.

Buzz…

At this moment, a strange fluctuation came from Feng Wannian's body. In an instant, the sound of explosions could not be heard. The arms protruding from the five bronze-armored corpses suddenly deformed, as if they were forcibly folded in half by an invisible hand.

That invisible strange power spread quickly like a plague. Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the five bronze-armored corpses, which were comparable to rune weapons, dented and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bones hidden under the bronze armor made a crisp crackling sound. The sound was so loud that even their eyeballs fell out.

Bang bang bang...

There was a sudden loud noise and continued to fall. The five bronze-armored corpses were kneaded into balls in an instant and fell to the ground with a bang.

"A bunch of trash."

Feng Wannian looked indifferent and without even looking at them, he carried these tattered lumps to the high platform.

In his eyes, there were only Hong Xiaofu and others.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

Ling Nuer's beautiful eyes trembled in shock, she couldn't believe it.

The five bronze armored corpses that her master had painstakingly refined were so powerful that they could defeat the Invincible Inner Breath, but in front of Feng Wannian, they were like paper and crumpled into a ball.

The most frightening thing is that the five bronze-armored corpses didn't even touch Feng Wannian, and were instantly wiped out by an invisible and overbearing force.

Such terrifying power is simply unimaginable.

"Domineering Sword Type...Feng Wannian, you have indeed entered the realm of spiritual breath a long time ago."

On the high platform, Xu Jiansheng's body gradually floated up, standing in the air, looking at Feng Wannian coldly.

Channeling the inner breath and flying in the air are the signs of entering the spiritual breath realm.

There is no doubt that Xu Jiansheng, a swordsman, has already reached this level.

"Xu Jiansheng, do you know the consequences of attacking me?"

Feng Wannian looked up and saw only ruthless killing in his eyes.

"I don't want to attack you, but I want to kill you..."

Xu Jiansheng's eyes gradually took on a different kind of brilliance, flashing like thunder and rushing endlessly.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered above his head, and lightning flashed.

"Celestial Elephant Sword Type..."

Feng Wannian's eyes darkened slightly and he murmured softly.

Back then, Xuanmen spent all its efforts and paid a huge price to create three types of swords. They were also different from each other, and each had their own strength.

Feng Wannian is a domineering sword breed.

Xu Jiansheng is a celestial sword type. His body is naturally in tune with the celestial phenomena and can trigger all kinds of natural powers. After training and tempering, he can attack, kill and defend, which is unimaginably terrifying.

"Feng Wannian, since we came to the throne ten years ago, you have never shown the true power of the domineering sword species... Today I will come to see what the secrets of these three supreme sword species are."

Xu Jiansheng's voice was filled with a trace of madness. He stood in the air, and the dark clouds above his head became more and more violent.

"Samelei!"

The two words "Gently" fell slowly, and in an instant, a bolt of thunder suddenly dropped from the clouds, like a human figure flickering, and like a flying fish leaping into the air, and it shot towards Hong Xiaofu and the other three.

Peng...

Almost instantly, Feng Wannian's body seemed to explode, and the place where he originally stood was actually ignited with fire.

Immediately afterwards, he appeared above Hong Xiaofu and others, still standing in the air...

He raised his hands and his body shook violently.

The shark thunder fell down and directly bombarded Feng Wannian's body...

This is real thunder, unlike the mysterious power practiced by Li Mo. The latter uses the vibration of inner breath to produce thunderous changes. The power of the two is incomparable.

"You are indeed special."

Xu Jiansheng's eyes flashed with a cold look. Even among the strong men in the same realm, there was no other shark that could resist him with his flesh and blood body.

"Whale Thunder!"

Suddenly, more and more dark clouds gathered in the sky, and terrifying lightning continued to gather towards the center.

Feng Wannian's eyes narrowed, and there was no emotion or anger on his cold face.

"kill!"

Rumble…

A huge bolt of lightning poked out from the clouds, like a whale body. Even though it was huge, it was extremely fast and struck directly at Feng Wannian.

Almost at the same moment, Feng Wannian's clothes suddenly torn apart, his strong upper body exposed in the air, and a strange totem appeared on his chest, like a ferocious beast.

"This is..." Xu Jiansheng's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't believe it.

"You actually feed it with seeds..."

Rumble…

The whale thunder fell, and strange fluctuations came out of Feng Wannian's body. His body resonated with it, and every inch of flesh and blood was bearing the terrifying impact of the thunder.

Such a destructive power would have been turned into ashes by anyone else.

"roll……"

Feng Wannian screamed, and his arms shook violently, tearing apart the whale-shaped thunder. The scattered electric light swept wildly, filling almost every corner of the suburbs.

Such a shocking scene left Ling Nuer stunned.

She had never thought that someone could resist her master's [Whale Thunder] with flesh and blood, which was the power of the wrath of heaven and the power of a sword.

Pfft...

At this moment, streaks of black flames penetrated Feng Wannian's back like blades and emerged from his chest.

The cold breath instantly filled his body.

Something happened suddenly, and Feng Wannian's body shook. The terrible fluctuations instantly shattered the black flames that had penetrated his body.

When he turned around, he saw three pulsating black flames coming out of the bodies of Hong Xiaofu and others.

"The Burning Spirit Black Flame... This is a new gadget from the Xuantian Pavilion. It can destroy the cultivation of masters in the Spiritual Breath Realm..."

Xu Jiansheng looked down at Feng Wannian and couldn't help but sigh.

"Humans, once they have feelings, they have weaknesses... Feng Wannian, this is what you said back then..."

The corners of Xu Jiansheng's mouth raised slightly, and his cold eyes were filled with ridicule.

"You are no longer as flawless as you were back then..."

As he spoke, Xu Jiansheng raised his hand, and the lightning in the clouds suddenly landed and turned into a long sword in his hand.

He seemed to have seen the outcome of life and death in his eyes, and walked towards Feng Wannian indifferently.

"The domineering sword type is indeed special... Under the power of the Burning Spirit Black Flame, your cultivation has not been transformed yet..."

Xu Jiansheng couldn't help but sigh that this treasure was developed after countless sacrifices. Now it is only in the testing stage. He saw with his own eyes that a strong man in the spiritual breath realm was turned into a waste in the black flames. In the end, only White bones.

Feng Wannian's performance was beyond the scope of human beings.

However, this is no longer important. Withstanding the celestial lightning strike and the burning black flames, even a monster cannot be unaffected at all.

This impact can be enough to determine life or death.

"Don't you want to see the power of the domineering sword species?"

Feng Wannian slowly landed on the ground, black blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He frowned slightly and looked at his arms with arrogant eyes, which seemed to be a little disobedient.

Such a gesture brought out a joking smile in Xu Jiansheng's eyes.

"it's over……"

"Old Feng, if you show off too much, you will die."

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded under the moonlit night. Feng Wannian's body trembled suddenly and he subconsciously looked up.

The bright moon hung high in the sky and the night sky was bright. Li Mo came walking through the barren grass. He saw life and death with a knife in his hand, and he showed unrivaled loyalty.