Tian Yuan

Chapter 1133 Becoming your burial ground

One sword broke through all kinds of magic, and the power of the heroes failed to hurt him at all.

Li Muyang strode forward, the force of his sword strong and powerful, like gushing water from a spring.

"Om-"

The Guiyang Sword shook slightly, and the supreme sword intention suddenly rose, turning into billions of rays of light, cutting through the sky for thousands of miles, and engulfing the vast earth.

More than twenty ancestors of the ancient clan felt the pressure coming towards them, their faces were horrified and their souls were suffocated.

"I have been practicing Taoism for twenty thousand years, and I want to use the jade of the universe to catch the sword immortal's move!"

It may be that Li Muyang's domineering figure evoked the past memories of ancestor Yan Ying, rekindling the youthful blood, no longer timid, soaring into the sky, holding a Qiankun jade bracelet, roaring loudly, blood boiling, pouring out. Try your best to motivate.

"Qiang!"

To show respect, Li Muyang swung his sword and touched it head-on.

The light of the sword flashed across, creating a moment of beauty.

Although the ancestors of the Yanying Ancient Clan really wanted to welcome the arrival of a new prosperous age, they did not want to cower like a smelly mouse.

The strongest swordsman in the world fights for the Tao and is not afraid of death.

This kind of indomitable belief is exactly what many strong men of the ancient tribe lack.

"boom!"

Today, Ancestor Yan Ying has released the restraining power on his body, and his dry skin is glowing with vitality. It is obvious that part of his natal essence and blood has been burned, showing his strongest posture.

The opponent in front of him is Chang Geng Sword Immortal, how can he be careless? Only by treating them with the most serious attitude can we show respect.

The huge Qiankun Jade Bracelet was controlled by Ancestor Yan Ying and hit hard.

This blow, if placed in the outside world, could destroy a huge life star, crush it into pieces, and collapse into nothingness.

"boom--"

In the blink of an eye, the power of the Supreme Sword Light and the Jade of Heaven and Earth began to collide, immediately forming a huge vortex of laws. From time to time, a different light similar to thunder flashed and made a harsh explosion.

Ancestor Yan Ying formed a seal with his hands and poured all his profound energy onto the treasure. He clenched his teeth, his face was ferocious, and he was under a lot of pressure.

On the other hand, Li Muyang, after swiping his sword, did not exert any more sword intent. His expression was indifferent and he was not alarmed at all.

Dressed in cloth, he walked in the air.

"Boom"

There was a loud noise, and the vortex of laws at the place of confrontation exploded, setting off an extremely strong storm that swept across mountains and rivers for millions of miles.

When the ancestors of all races saw this scene, they stepped back one after another and did not dare to move forward.

"Boom"

In just a few breaths, the Qiankun jade bracelet controlled by Ancestor Yan Ying made a crisp sound, then cracked and broke into two halves.

A top-quality Taoist weapon could not withstand the power of Li Muyang's sword. The body of the weapon shattered and most of its aura was lost.

Ancestor Yan Ying, who controlled the Qiankun Baoyu, even though he immediately cut off his connection with the treasure, he still suffered some backlash. He vomited thick blood, his face suddenly turned pale, his breath was disordered, and his blood flowed backwards.

"Burning essence and blood, but being driven away with a sword, this..."

The old men of all races watched this situation, nervous and unspeakably shocked. Countless complex emotions are intertwined in my heart, constantly ups and downs.

"This sword seems to be fluctuating with the laws of King Jing's lineage."

A certain ancestor once read information about King Jing in old classical books, based his judgment on it, and made a speech.

"Li Muyang can get King Jing's order, and his strength is indeed terrifying."

Everyone had a new understanding of Li Muyang's strength, and the fear in their eyes gradually became stronger.

"In my opinion, the first step is to mobilize the family's internal resources to suppress it and prevent accidents."

Some people began to be afraid and were unwilling to confront Li Muyang head-on, hoping to use a more secure method.

"I'm waiting for more than 20 people to join forces to surround and kill. Is it possible that we still can't win?"

Ancestor Linqian was very confident in his own fighting power and said loudly to the fellow Taoists around him.

Dozens of people besieged Chang Geng Sword Immortal, which was already a shameful thing. It would be even more embarrassing to use the ancient clan’s fundamental heritage.

Naturally, the battle taking place here cannot be hidden from the world.

There are always some brave people who hide in some corners outside the old land and watch from a distance. Although I couldn't see the specific process, I knew that Li Muyang had a conflict with the Immortal Ancient Clan. The news came out soon after, and it would definitely cause a sensation in all walks of life.

The first-hand news that is spread is always very valuable and should not be missed.

"Give you a chance, let's attack with all our strength!" Li Muyang stood on a high place, overlooking the heroes, and the sword in his hand bloomed with a heart-stopping edge: "After ten breaths, I will get serious."

When you return to the old land, you should use these old things as sharpening stones.

Knowing full well that the Immortal Ancient Clan's heritage is unfathomable, he is in charge of the imperial army passed down from generation to generation. Li Muyang still came without hesitation.

To him, whether he can leave the old land alive is not important.

As long as you have one breath left, you can never let go of your pursuit of the Tao, and you must go up to the sky with your head and embrace the moon with your sword.

I give you ten breaths of time because I want to defeat the heroes at their peak with the sword in my hand. Even if it is a sword-sharpening stone, it must make Li Muyang feel some pressure before it can be useful.

"The appearance of a swordsman is admirable."

"I'll be shameless and work together to fight you."

"It seems that the only thing I can do is risk my life."

The ancestors of the ancient clan looked at each other, and they all saw the fighting spirit in their eyes.

Unlock the shackles, burn your life essence and blood, and greatly increase the flow of vitality. Only in this way can the strongest combat effectiveness be unleashed.

The competitiveness within the ancient tribe is terrifying. They have to go through the test since childhood. Only those who survive are qualified to occupy resources and reach the heights of power.

The hands of these ancestors on the battlefield are stained with the blood of their own race. It’s just that I’m getting older and have been hiding in dark corners for many years, so I slowly lost my passion and belief in not fearing death.

Now, with Li Muyang's climbing posture, the old men of all races gradually cleared away the fog in their hearts and found their heart of seeking Tao again. The aura on his body slowly rose, and his domineering power became thicker and more powerful.

"war!"

The ancestor of the Tianshui Ancient Clan let out a low roar, and the meridians throughout his body swelled, and his dry skin became very shiny and full of vitality.

"This place will become the burial place of the Sword Immortal!"

The ancestor of the Holy Elephant smashed the sky in front of him with one punch, and stepped on the vision of the rolling Yangtze River. Every step he took made his domineering power increase by several points.

"The vitality consumed should be regarded as a farewell to the Sword Immortal."

The strong man from the Shangqi Emperor Clan dressed in a mysterious robe. His original white hair became as black as ink, all the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and he instantly became a handsome young man.

Feeling that the pressure of this group of opponents had increased a lot, Li Muyang did not feel any uneasiness, but was actually looking forward to it.

The Guiyang Sword makes a "clanging" sound, which is like a reflection of Li Muyang's heart, impatient.

"The time has come." Li Muyang calculated the time accurately, and his dull eyes finally changed, and a cold light burst out like a sharp sword unsheathed. His voice was like the whisper of an ancient god, and he said hoarsely: "Everyone, I will send you off. Get on the road!”