The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Golden light spread across the sky, and the leader of Tongtian Cult stood at the front, but he remained motionless.

The Qingping Sword floated quietly in front of him, emitting a faint green light, isolating the extremely powerful power.

His eyes fell on the Venerable Tianguan who was in the sea of ​​illusion and suffering. The Tongtian Cult Master's face was as calm as usual.

Turning his wrist slightly, he saw the Qingping Sword suspended in mid-air suddenly change direction, and the sharp blade reached the Lord Tianguan.

"Buzz~!!!"

Leader Tongtian raised his hand and flicked the sword blade, and then saw a green light swinging from the sword blade, instantly dispersing the golden light in front of him.

Venerable Tian Guan opened his eyes suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The next second, before Venerable Tianguan could react, the Qingping Sword stabbed towards Venerable Tianguan with supreme power.

There was a loud "boom", and a swastika suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the way of the Venerable Tianguan.

The movement of Qingping Sword stagnated for a moment, and Venerable Tianguan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

However, the power on the Qingping sword did not dissipate. A ray of light lit up at the hilt, and then a Tai Chi pattern was seen suddenly unfolding from the hilt.

There was a surge of spiritual power around the swastika, and in an instant it was torn into pieces by a burst of spiritual power.

At this time, the Qingping Sword was no longer hindered, and driven by Tai Chi Tu, it stabbed towards the Venerable Tianguan.

I saw the golden light surging on the body of Venerable Tianguan, and the golden light continued to spread.

One after another, phantom-like figures spread out, constantly impacting the Qingping Sword.

The power of the sword faltered slightly, and the speed of the Qingping Sword gradually slowed down, but it was still stabbing at Lord Tianguan.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, and he saw that the eyes of Venerable Tianguan were full of golden light, and two faint swastikas actually appeared in the eyes of Venerable Tianguan.

Seeing this scene, the leader of Tongtian Cult immediately snorted coldly.

"You are a dying man, I will let you die clearly today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of Tongtian Cult waved his hand, and countless sword lights lit up behind him.

In an instant, countless lightsabers gathered together and enveloped the Lord Tianguan.

Seeing the countless sword lights pressing towards him, the face of Tianguan Venerable Gujing Wubo finally changed.

He raised his hands suddenly, and the sea of ​​false suffering was shocked at first, and then he raised it suddenly, and turned around to block the front of the Venerable Tianguan.

Everyone was stunned for a split second as they looked at the false sea of ​​suffering that soared into the sky and changed direction in an instant.

"Can it still be used like this?"

Archmage Xuandu looked at the scene in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out how the Venerable Tianguan did it.

And what kind of magic weapon is this sea of ​​false suffering?

The sword blade instantly fell into the sea of ​​illusion and suffering, and there was no change at all except that the light kept shining.

Seeing this scene, Venerable Tianguan's expression slowly became better.

At this time, the faces of the three religions changed slightly. Master Xuandu and others frowned, feeling a little difficult for a while.

From the beginning to the end, the Tongtian Cult Master was attacking well, but he never caused fatal damage to Tianguan.

After all, it would be disadvantageous to procrastinate like this. The leader of the Tongtian Sect, a dignified saint, could not possibly not know this.

But why waste time here again?

Just when everyone was confused, they saw the figure of the Tongtian Cult Leader standing in front suddenly stagnated, and then slowly became illusory.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. What is going on?

And Venerable Tianguan, who was separated from the leader of Tongtian by a sea of ​​false suffering, suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Just as he was about to look back, he noticed a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him.

The colorful rays of light rose into the sky behind him, and the powerful holy power spread out. He wanted to resist the cold light behind him for a moment, but it suddenly stopped in the next second.

A sharp sword flashing with green light passed through his body in an instant. Venerable Tianguan's expression froze, and he lowered his head towards his chest with a look of disbelief on his face. He saw countless golden lights radiating from his wounds.

The illusory sea of ​​suffering controlled by his hands slowly became illusory. Venerable Tianguan looked at the Tongtian Cult Master who was very close at hand, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Aren't you worried about hurting yourself?"

The corners of Tongtian Cult Leader's mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his face: "How can the saint be so easy to kill? How can I take your life without paying some price?"

"Fortunately, this sword still has some spirituality."

As he spoke, the Tongtian Cult Leader turned his wrist, took the Qingping Sword in his hand, and looked at Lord Tianguan coldly.

"It's done!"

Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun watched the leader of Tongtian pierce Tianguan with his sword, and a smile suddenly appeared on their faces.

Everyone has thought about killing a saint, but few are able to do it.

Previously, Dragon Emperor Ao Fan killed the saint with one sword, this time it was the leader of Tongtian Cult who killed the saint with one sword.

But it was much less powerful than the Dragon King had been.

The golden light on Venerable Tianguan's body was uncertain at this time. Although there was still holy power emanating from his body, the aura on his body gradually became weaker.

After raising his head and glancing at the leader of Tongtian Cult, Venerable Tianguan smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "The fate is like this. After all, there is no way to escape this death."

After finishing speaking, Venerable Tianguan looked at the leader of Tongtian Cult opposite and said, "Can you let the disciples of the Western Cult go?"

"Do you think it's possible? You have more experience than I do in the three sects of eradicating the weeds." Leader Tongtian sneered, "Back then, you, the Western Sect, wanted to send all your disciples to the list of gods."

"It is indeed an old grudge." Venerable Tianguan said with a wry smile.

The causes that were sown back then are now bearing fruit. If the two sages of the West had not had any thoughts that they should not have had, how could the Western religion have become what it is now?

I saw countless golden light spots slowly rising from the feet of Venerable Tian Guan, and then his entire figure became illusory, and the next second turned into countless golden light spots floating away.

Chang Huan turned around and glanced at Lingshan. Venerable Tianguan raised the corners of his mouth and turned into the last speck of light, which dissipated completely.

As the last ray of holy power dissipated, the figure of Lord Tianguan completely disappeared.

His eyes fell on the Lingshan Mountain. The Tongtian Cult Master sneered, holding a sword in one hand, and said in a cold voice: "Which one else is there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence on the Lingshan Mountain. Everyone looked at the Tongtian Cult Master with horror on their faces, and their hearts were full of mixed emotions.

Even the majestic Saint Tianguan Venerable is no match for the opponent. What's the difference between jumping out now and seeking death?

There was some fear in their hearts, and many people actually began to slowly retreat.

In front of the main hall of Lingshan, the young-looking Liansheng walked out slowly.