Chapter 460 Lost Yuxuan Daozu, Now Endless

A palm of wind and thunder.

A sword is broken.

Wind and thunder are the power of heaven and earth, which makes heaven and earth change, and heaven and earth change.

Conversely, Ling Sheng's sword has no wind and fire, no vast power, as if ordinary people waved a sword. But this sword is like flowing clouds and flowing water, without any stagnation, but it seems to be very heavy, as heavy as Mount Tai.

This sword has locked all the power in the middle and has reached the situation of returning to nature.

The wind and thunder were cut by a sword.

The fairy art was broken, and Yuxuan Daozu's hand burst into bleeding marks, from the middle finger to the wrist.

His face changed slightly.

The blood stains are cracked.

The middle finger and the finger bone have been divided into two halves from the middle and extended to the wrist to cut the whole palm.

The sword spirit did not stop, and it rushed straight into the meridians along its wrist and arm.

"Awesome!"

Yuxuan Daozu took a look at Ling Sheng, showed a deep look, waved his left hand, and cut off the whole right arm.

The right arm fell to the ground, and the sword spirit raged, and all collapsed into blood fog, and even the broken meat and bone residue were not left.

Ling Sheng's sword is the power of the main killing. If Yuxuan Daozu does not break his arm, the sword will ravage the body along the meridians, and even go straight to the heart.

But he broke his arm and didn't feel good.

True immortals are enough to be reborn.

However, Yuxuan Daozu's broken arm could not be regenerated.

Even if he survives the disaster, he will only have to be one arm in his life. Maybe he will fly to heaven and become a fairy, and he is expected to be reborn. But at least, between this world, it is absolutely impossible to renew the arm.

"It's really awesome."

Yuxuan Daozu sighed slightly bitterly.

He knew that Ling Sheng was better than the past, so he did not dare to despise it and tried his best to slap him, but he was finally defeated by Ling Sheng.

In his heart, he also thought that like Kongming's leader, Ren Lingsheng would break through, and in the end, he might be able to get a contribution to this door.

In the end, how much can a big immortal sect benefit from?

And is this young sword fairy who is at odds with Yunxuanmen willing to accept the word cause and effect?

He doesn't trust Ling Sheng, but he doesn't trust Kong Ming's teaching.

That's why it came out.

But it is still invincible to that sword.

He sighed, and before the sound of sighing fell, an arm patted behind him, making the Daozu fall down.

That arm is full of black hair, extremely thick, and it is a black monkey.

Ling Sheng took the broken fairy sword and walked to Yuxuan Daozu. The sword pointed at his eyebrows and didn't say much.

Yuxuan Daozu sighed and closed his eyes.

Ling Sheng raised his sword and cut it down.

At this time, Ling Sheng's mana in his body was extremely weak and could not control the fairy sword, so his sword was only cut down by the power of his body and did not drive the magic power.

Although it is not as amazing as Shicai's sword, the broken virtual fairy sword is transformed by Taibai Gengjin.

Even if a three-year-old child holds this sword, he can hurt the Taoist ancestor.

Yuxuan Daozu had to close his eyes and wait for death. He sighed, hoping that this Ling Sheng could really be as Kongming Zhangjiao said, otherwise...

Thinking like this, he is very bitter. What right is he to speculate about the consequences as if he is about to die?

I can't take care of the aftershi shi shi.

A wisp of cold air falls from the eyebrows. Maybe the next moment the cold air can invade the head and then cut the head in half.

But he waited for a long time, but the wisp of coldness was only between his eyebrows.

A wisp of blood blindfolded Yuxuan Daozu's eyes, but he still raised his head and looked at Ling Sheng.

With this head raised, the tip of the sword, which had already hurt the skin, stabbed deeper and almost pierced half an inch of the forehead bone.

"Why?"

There are only three words, but Ling Sheng knows that Yuxuan Daozu is asking himself why he doesn't want to kill him?

Ling Sheng doesn't know either.

When he cut down with a sword and touched the head of Yuxuan Daozu, making blood appear in his eyebrows, Lin Yun suddenly flashed in his heart.

In Lin Yun's eyes, there seemed to be some sadness, guilt and self-reproach.

It's like leaving Yunxuanmen and knowing what Ling Sheng looked like when he killed an an ancestor.

This appearance is really heartbreaking.

She must not want to see herself kill the ancestor of Yunxuanmen.

After all, Lin Yun was born in Yunxuanmen and grew up in this sect.

Ling Sheng finally took his sword and left with the black monkey.

Yuxuan Daozu suddenly laughed at himself, but his magic power only recovered half and broke his arm. In this place of the source of the disaster, it was already extremely dangerous, let alone seek creation for the sect.

"Why did you let this guy go?"

"I don't know."

"You..."

"Quiet."

Ling Sheng rushed to another altar all the way.

The soul refining ancestor is no longer there.

But there is still a remnant of sword spirit.

Although it is not Gengjin sword spirit, the sword belongs to gold, which is mainly sharp. Even ordinary sword spirit can attract the strong Gengjin breath here, and the sword spirit comes from the sword fairy ancestor Lin Jingtang, which naturally inevitably attracts the Gengjin breath.

"Is this a fragment of Lin Jingtang's sword?"

Ling Sheng squatted down slightly and picked up a piece of debris.

This fragment has many edges and corners, and the body is made of fairy gold, which is extremely extraordinary, but under the hands of the soul refining ancestors, it will inevitably collapse.

The altar has been destroyed, and this fairy sword is broken in all directions, separating thousands of miles.

Ling Sheng put aside the fragments of the fairy sword and was about to leave, but he saw a remnant on the ground, which was inserted diagonally on the ground.

That's the hilt of the sword, which is half left, diagonally inserted on the ground. At first glance, it still looks like a sword buried in the soil.

Ling Sheng went forward, looked at it for a moment, and picked up the handle.

"Do you think there is something wrong with this hilt?" The black monkey knows that Ling Sheng's perception is extremely sensitive, which is more amazing than the true immortal Taoist ancestor. It feels a little strange on the hilt of the sword, but it can't feel any difference. However, seeing Ling Sheng's appearance, it seems to be a little clear.

Ling Sheng did not answer, was silent for a moment, and suddenly injected mana.

A loud noise.

One person came from it.

The body is looming, like an illusion, but a virtual shadow.

"Mense condensation?" Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Now the one comes from the boundless son.

The black monkey turned his head and said, "You're not dead?"

"Dead!"

"Uh..."

Wu Yazi ignored the stunned black monkey. He just looked at Ling Sheng and said, "This is a wisp of residual knowledge left on the hilt of the sword. My body is dead, but the residual knowledge is still there, but in a short time, it should dissipate."

Ling Sheng looked at him and said after a long time, "The hand of the soul refining ancestor?"

"It's not all." Wuyazi shook his head and said, "I have lived my life from the last disaster. Although I am not an ordinary real immortal, but after all, I am also a real immortal, not a fairy. The reincarnation disaster is difficult to overcome, and the nine disasters have arrived, and there is almost no hope. When the star fell, at the beginning of the disaster, although I had a secret method to suppress it, I had no hope to survive the disaster. After all, I still had to fall. Without using the secret method, the fire in my body had burned my internal organs. When the soul refining ancestor did it, there was only half of my life left.

"The soul-refining ancestor tamphetled on the chalcedony and made me sleep until now, probably to accompany him. Now that he wants to fly up, my old friend is useless, so he no longer tolerates me. But if I beg for mercy, he is also willing to stop, but I will live long enough to grovel in the end, so I will go to this cripple.

"As for Lin Jingtang, my disability saved his life. The soul-refining ancestor did not kill him, but he was severely damaged and almost exhausted. It was hopeless to survive the disaster."

Wu Yazi looked at Ling Sheng and said, "I know that you and this monkey have left Taoism, called Hongyuan Pavilion. I think there must be someone behind you to protect the inheritance of Taoism. Since Lin Jingtang can't fly up, why don't you help him avoid disaster?"

"Cough..." Before Ling Sheng could speak, the black monkey coughed. With its treacherous nature, it had smelled some different breaths from it, squinted the golden pupil, and said in a low voice, "Old acquaintances are old acquaintances. You still need to be made clear."

"It is said that he slept with the immortal method. Whether he can use this method to avoid disasters depends on how he creates benefits." Wu Yazi didn't let the monkey finish speaking, so he said for him, "I know your monkey's nature, and everything depends on you. Although I is an ancient inheritance, the sect has already been destroyed in the last disaster, and it is no different from the scattered immortals. As my disciple, Lin Jingtang is actually no different from the scattered immortals, so there is a saying that the first sword fairy in the side gate. What if he really avoids the disaster and belongs to your Hongyuan Pavilion in the future?

"It's a deal."

"I said a word."

"That Lin Jingtang..."

"He has to deal with what I have done for him."

"That may not be the case. There are many cases of disobeying the teacher's orders."

"Are you going to plant a ban or a pest for him?"

Wu Yazi hit the nail on the head and told the monkey's calculations thoroughly.

The monkey coughed and said shamelessly, "I'm familiar with it, but what should be unavoidable. I won't be here in the future. What if this guy makes trouble? Even if he has nothing to do, the rest of the people are planted by the monkey master. If he is not alone, it is not easy to convince the public.

"It's up to you."

"Deal!"

When the two characters belonging to the previous era finished talking, Ling Sheng slowly opened his mouth.

"Senior Wuyazi, do you have something to say to me?" Ling Sheng looked at the shadow of Wuyazi and looked flat.

"There was originally, but it can be avoided at this time." Wu Yazi shook his head and said, "The soul refining ancestor and Li Taisheng are the most difficult people in the world, but Li Taisheng was still calculated by the soul refining. These two major obstacles can be regarded as one of them. As for the soul refining ancestor, the monkey around you knows no less about him than me.

The black monkey held his head high and said, "That's it."

"In addition, the treasures deposited by Master Ma in the Xuanwu Old Turtle are of great use for the wooden house. If you can lift the glow, it will be of great use."

Wu Yazi's body became lighter and lighter, but he still looked calm and said, "In addition, the sword spirit is broken on the soul refining ancestor and is not hidden."

Then, he explained many things one after another.

In the end, his figure seemed to be gone.