Chapter 457: Sharpness

"Ang!!!"

The dragon roared loudly, shaking the sky.

As the son of the Demon Dragon and a direct descendant of the bloodline, Long Yi's strength is needless to say. He ranks among the best among the elders of the Demon Dragon Ridge, or even the leader, otherwise the Demon Dragon Son would not have sent him out at all costs.

Although he is strong, Long Yi dare not be careless at all. After all, the heavenly tribulation is hanging high above him and may befall him at any time. He must end the battle as soon as possible.

So, he directly showed his true form, a black-scaled dragon, and rushed straight to the Jiuyi High Altar.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in the distance, which made him feel alarmed!

Shock!

Frightened, the dead souls are all gone!

Where does the alarm come from, where is the danger?

Long Yi didn't know, but his body had instinctively moved under the warning sign, curled up into a ball, turned into a defensive state, and even added magic power to the precious scale on his neck.

"Ang!"

The magic power was injected, the scales flickered, and a dragon roar was heard faintly. The grouped magic dragon was instantly covered with a layer of black treasure light.

True dragon scales!

It is a treasure unique to the Demon Dragon Ridge. It is said that it was taken from the remains of a real dragon in the calamity realm. Although its power has been greatly reduced due to the death of the real dragon, it is still comparable to the lower-grade immortal weapon. It is even more suitable for the dragon clan. It can be used as a life object without refining, and can protect the body and resist disasters.

At this moment, the disaster is imminent. In horror, Long Yi instinctively activated the real dragon scales and merged them with his own scales and armor, making them indistinguishable from each other, and his defense was greatly enhanced.

With this, even if it was a return to the void, Long Yi believed that he could survive.

But...

"Swoosh!!!"

A sword came from the west, piercing the clouds and breaking the sun.

No one could see what the sword was like, but only a sharp edge, an extremely sharp edge.

Being at the scene, even if one is a Yuanying, when the sword is touched, one will feel pain in the eyes, as if even the mind is hurt by the sword light.

What a sharp sword!

Such a sword light, passing through the void in an instant, penetrates into the battlefield in an instant, and even leads the momentum of heaven and earth, following the tide of people's hearts, showing the awe-inspiring power of heaven and man, even the clouds of disasters in the sky are reflected by the sword light, and are temporarily eclipsed.

"This sword method...!!!"

In the Demon Dragon Ridge, there was a cry of surprise, and it was the great power of the combined body that was shocked and lost its composure.

A moment of shock, life and death is also a moment, and before the demon dragon son's cry fell, blood was seen outside the blessed land.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud clang, the real dragon's precious scales shattered, and the blood of the demon dragon splashed the sky.

Long Yi was suspended in mid-air, and the body of the demon dragon was stiff as a statue. A sword mark penetrated from the head and pierced out of the tail.

A sword pierced through the body!

No matter what the real dragon scales or the body of the demon dragon, they could not stop the sword light for a moment. The demon dragon's soul was unable to react and was killed in the flesh.

"Ang!!!"

The last roar was the remaining instinct of the body, and then the dragon fell.

Blood splashed in the sky, and the body fell to the ground!

"Dragon son!!!"

"This...!!"

After the demon dragon fell, only the edge of the sword was left, hanging in the air.

The cultivators of the Demon Dragon Ridge stopped in their tracks and looked at the sword light with panic in their eyes.

The sword light is just a sword light. Even the Nascent Soul cannot see the shape of the sword inside through the sharp edge.

"This..."

"What's going on?"

"It's him!!!"

In the live broadcast room, everyone was also in a panic. Looking at the blood-stained sword light in the air, and thinking back to the figure they had just glimpsed, everyone was speechless for a while.

"Who is this person?"

"This sword, this sword..."

"Sword cultivator, this kind of sword cultivator!"

"One sword kills the incarnation!"

In the live broadcast room, all the cultivators were shocked and speechless.

Looking at the scene again, the demons were terrified and could hardly move.

Faced with the sharp sword, whether it was the Golden Core or the Nascent Soul, their bodies were stiff and they dared not move at all.

Sword kills the incarnation, how intimidating?

Long Yi is the son of the incarnation dragon, and he has the real dragon scale in his hand. He was killed by a sword, then they, the Nascent Soul and Golden Core...

"Ang!!!"

Just when the cultivators of the Demon Dragon Ridge were in a dilemma, a dragon roar suddenly sounded in the blessed land.

The figure of the Demon Dragon Son turned and turned into a thousand-foot demon dragon, with black light flashing all over his body, black clouds spewing, and he jumped up and swung his tail, crashed out of the mountain gate, and went straight to the thunder of the sky.

He wants to survive the tribulation!

As expected of a great cultivator of the combined body, he had a sharp vision and a decisive mind. He knew that after Long Yi's death, there was no chance to destroy the altar, and other means were useless. He could only survive from death and force his way through the worldly tribulation.

He had a life-or-death situation, or even a ten-fold chance of survival, but there was no other way but to force his way through.

The Demon Dragon Son went into the tribulation, and the Demon Dragon Ridge could no longer be maintained. Seeing this, the remaining cultivators also decisively welcomed it.

The Supreme Return to Void and the Elder Transformation of the God rushed out of the gate of the blessed land and faced the worldly tribulation thunder.

A group of disciples were left behind, looking at the sword light, not knowing what to do.

At this moment...

"Buzz!"

The sword light moved, came out coldly, and strangled the Demon Dragon cultivators.

"Not good!"

"Retreat quickly!"

"Go!!!"

When the cultivators saw this, their faces changed instantly, and they flew back without thinking, scattering in all directions like birds and beasts.

Run, run, run!

The ancestors of the sect have all been robbed, leaving behind these disciples, with their cultivation of the Golden Core and Nascent Soul, how can they withstand the sword that can kill the gods?

The Demon Dragon cultivators scattered like birds and beasts, but the deadly sword light did not stop, showing an amazing sword speed, strangling a group of Demon Dragon Ridge cultivators, and the blood stained the sky again.

In this way, in just a moment, most of the cultivators in Demon Dragon Ridge were killed or injured, and only a few were lucky enough to flee in a hurry and escape the sword light strangling.

"Boom!!!"

The strangulation below ended, and the thunder tribulation above also reached its end. The sky shook, the thunder was powerful, and one by one the demon dragon monks turned into ashes, and were destroyed in the thunder.

"Ang!!!"

The last dragon roar was shrill and painful, full of unwillingness, but it was difficult to resist the will of heaven. As the thunder of the tribulation roared down, everything disappeared, leaving only a few ashes and debris.

Demon Dragon Son - Die!

The fusion body died, and the return to the void all died. Only the transformation of the spirit saw a glimmer of hope.

The tribulation cloud dissipated, the thunder disappeared, and a figure flew out. It was an elder of the Demon Dragon Ridge.

He was seen with disheveled hair, all charred, his clothes had long disappeared, and his whole body was covered with charred wounds. The whole person looked shaky.

Even so, he did not dare to stay for long. He squeezed out the last bit of magic power, drove the escape light and flew away.

But I didn't expect...

"Puff!!!"

The sword light had arrived before the escape light appeared. The sword passed through the air and shattered the escape light. A charred corpse fell from the air and fell to the ground, no longer alive.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Seeing this scene, there was silence in the live broadcast room.

Not only the live broadcast room, but also the Tanshan Kurong Temple was dead silent.

"Amitabha!"

After a long silence, the Buddhist chanting was heard. The Kurong monk clasped his hands together, with a face full of compassion: "The calamity is the calamity, I just hope that people in the world can learn from it and not let this happen again, causing innocent deaths and injuries!"

After hearing this, the cultivators were still speechless, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Entering the world's heavenly calamity, nine deaths and one life!

Although nine deaths are dangerous, there is still a glimmer of hope.

This Demon Dragon Ridge is an example. The combination of returning to the void under the thunder of the catastrophe confirmed the danger of "nine deaths", but there was also an elder of the God of Transformation who survived the heavenly tribulation by chance and survived the thunder, which showed the opportunity of "one life".

Unfortunately, now this time, not only the heavenly tribulation, but also the human tribulation cut off the ray of life!

This is undoubtedly a shock to the major caves and blessed lands.

Knock the mountain to scare the tiger, kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

Cut the grass and root it out, and never get rid of the trouble!

If you free yourself from the blessed land, and the two sides are not mortal enemies, then there will only be the heavenly tribulation. Although it is a life of nine deaths, it is extremely dangerous, but there is still a ray of life, and it may not be impossible to survive.

On the contrary, if you are stubborn and stubborn, not only will the heavenly tribulation deepen, but there will also be human tribulation that will be difficult to stop, cutting off the last chance of life.

After all, the two sides have become mortal enemies, so there is no reason to let the tiger go back to the mountain, let you escape, and retaliate in the future.

Some things, either don't do it, or do it to the extreme!

This is the attitude they show.

How will the various caves and blessed lands respond to this, and how will they choose?

Just as the cultivators were making chaotic guesses...

"Swoosh!"

A sword returned, and the camera shifted to the top of the lonely peak, in front of the white-clothed swordsman.

The swordsman put his hands behind his back, saying nothing, only the sword light flew back, sank into the box, and returned to normal.

"This..."

"Big big big boss, please accept my greetings!"

"I thought the Mad God and the Taoist priest were invincible, but I didn't expect that there was someone better."

"May I ask what your name is?"

"Where's your live broadcast?"

"Brother Sword Immortal, don't you broadcast live?"

"Tell me the truth, how many people are there?"

"Is this a sword cultivator? It's really terrifying!"

"Please accept my disciple, please teach me the method, I also want to play with flying swords!"

In the live broadcast room, there was chaos, and everyone was talking, unable to hide their excitement.

The swordsman said nothing, put the sword into the box, turned around and left, a back figure gradually walked away.

The camera shifted, and in the void, the black abyss sank, and the blessed land of the cave returned to the human world.

"Boom!"

Finally, everything came to an end amidst the earthquake.

The live broadcast ended, and the crowd cried again, but it was of no avail.

On the other side, the Demon Dragon Ridge.

The blessed land collapsed, the Yuanling returned, and suddenly clouds and rain came, raining down sweet dew, nourishing this world.

Seeing this, a group of Taoist children around the Jiuyi High Altar sat down on the spot, seizing the opportunity to absorb the Yuanling.

A few years, although not long, is enough for things to change. The birds and beasts who worshipped in Fulong Mountain at the beginning, received his teachings and guidance, and practiced the Taiyin Transformation Method for several years and finally succeeded, entered the realm of spirits, and transformed into human bodies for cultivation. This time, they followed him to preside over the Luotian Sacrifice.

Although he was just an assistant, he had no credit but hard work. This sweet rain was a reward, which was enough to make his cultivation go further and take on more work.

This is also one of the reasons why he attacked the blessed land of the cave. At the current critical moment, nothing can make faster progress than breaking the mountain and cutting down the temple.

A group of disciples, fully focused, trying their best to absorb the sweet rain and dew.

Xu Yang sat on the altar, but did not practice together, but raised his hand.

"Swoosh!"

Raised his hand and waved, and saw the spiritual light breaking through the air, flying in front of him and turning into an object, which was an ordinary sword box.

The sword box just returned, and the void saw golden light, which was actually the actual merit power, falling on the body of the cultivator.

Xu Yang held the sword box in his hand, silently, and injected all the heavenly merits obtained from breaking the mountain and cutting down the temple into the box to nourish the Xuanyuan sword.

A few years ago, he got the Fulongshan legacy and had two development options, one was to refine Xuanyuan, and the other was to build a mecha.

In the end, he chose the former, because this world is experiencing a demonic calamity, and he can obtain a lot of heavenly merits, which is the best time to forge Xuanyuan.

Lingbao, you can refine it at any time.

Mechas can be assembled at any time.

But if Xuanyuan missed it, he really missed it.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xu Yang put all the spiritual objects obtained from Fulong Mountain into the refining of Xuanyuan. After several years, he finally produced a spiritual sword, a Xuanyuan sword embryo of the spiritual treasure level.

Although this Xuanyuan sword embryo of the spiritual treasure level is amazing, it is not yet a Xuanyuan, because it lacks the most critical heavenly merit injection.

Now, Xu Yang is going to complete this step and inject all the merits obtained from the attack and destruction of Demon Dragon Ridge into the box to nourish the Xuanyuan sword embryo and help the sword to be completed as soon as possible.

As for the improvement of cultivation... using merits to improve cultivation is really a waste of heaven's resources, especially at this critical juncture, the cultivation is so low that it can be rebuilt by oneself, and there is no need to use merits to speed up.

At least to the realm of transcending tribulation, the cost-effectiveness of merits to improve cultivation can be greater than refining Xuanyuan.

"Buzz!"

Xu Yang sat on the altar, with the sword box across his knees, absorbing merits and trembling slightly, as if a mysterious transformation was taking place in the box.

Xu Yang felt it while looking far away, watching the Demon Dragon Ridge returning to heaven and earth, and began to absorb the sweet rain and jade dew to restore the almost dried up mana in his body.

This battle consumed a lot.

Several years passed quickly, and he did not break through again. He was still a golden elixir, and he had not refined a powerful helper like Lingbao mecha.

In this case, how could he kill Long Yi, a great cultivator of the transformation of the gods, and a group of Yuanying Jindan in the Demon Dragon Ridge with one sword.

It was an old trick, the thunder initiation, and the blessing of Taoism!

Although the flying sword was launched by the "white-clothed swordsman" in the live broadcast just now, there was no white-clothed swordsman in reality. He had only reached the golden elixir and had no way to split himself.

This "white-clothed swordsman" was Taiyi's handiwork, a virtual image, and did not exist. In fact, there was only a sword box placed, and he was on the Jiuyi high altar, relying on the thunder initiation and the blessing of Taoism to temporarily increase his mana.

The mana was temporarily raised, only to the first level, that is, the Yuanying realm.

But it was enough. With his attainments in the Heavenly Sword, it was easy to use the power of the Nascent Soul to control the Xuanyuan Sword Embryo of the Lingbao level and cross the border to kill the Divine Demon Dragon like Long Yi. There was no suspense at all.

It was just that the consumption was a little bit large, so after wiping out the cultivators of the Demon Dragon Ridge, his power was almost exhausted.

Why did he spend so much effort to create a vest of the White-Clothed Swordsman?

First, to create a "program effect" and enhance the effect of the live broadcast.

Second, it was to pull the tiger skin and raise the banner as usual.

The strategy of destroying mountains and temples and attacking various cave heavens and blessed places has been launched.

This is a great disapproval of the world and will inevitably be strongly counterattacked by all parties.

Therefore, he needs a sword, a sword that specializes in killing and cannot be stopped by anyone!

Only in this way can he deter all forces and complete the grand plan of "destroying mountains and temples and restoring the world".

This is the significance of the appearance of the "White-Clothed Swordsman", which is even more than the Wu Kuangtu and the Mingxiao Dao. With absolutely invincible strength and bloody and fierce means, he promotes the progress of the entire era.