Chapter 1215 - Regret? - Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

"I'm very satisfied. Without this formation, I wouldn't even have the possibility to kill it. At least I can see a little hope!" Chu Xun, who was standing in the endless starry sky, also whispered softly. Although he was slightly disappointed, he was very happy. Almost accepted the reality.

It is expected that his formation will be able to divide Tianlang Dao Zun into thousands of parts, and then suppress and destroy them separately. Then the probability of killing it will be high. The current results of dividing hundreds of parts have also been seen, and suppression is easy to kill. It is difficult, but he is not discouraged. It will take millions of years now because he has not killed enough, and the avenue he has mastered is still not pure enough.

"72 Strikes of Destruction"

"Yu Shanjun's Sword Technique"

"The Legacy of the Lord of Uramachi"

"Tailor-made Sword Technique"

There is still room for progress in all of these. Even if he has practiced the full version of "Yushan Lord Sword Style", as he masters the more powerful Dao, his power will increase. By then, this time will be greatly shortened. The most important thing is that he is also practicing One's own path is the one that suits him best. If he succeeds, his strength will truly change.

Not only that, Ivy Sword has also ushered in a critical period of transformation. If it grows into a high-level Taoist soldier, its strength will be doubled. No matter which breakthrough is made, the death of Tianlang Taoist Master will be closer, so... ...It is Taoist Tianlang who should be anxious, and he is not in a hurry.

"As for the Formation Dao, I won't be practicing in the short term!" Chu Xun murmured. His Formation Dao had just made a rapid progress in the inheritance hall, and it took too long to usher in the next breakthrough. He couldn't wait any longer, and the ordinary Small breakthroughs also have no objection to dividing Tianlang Tao Zun. There is not much difference between dividing one hundred parts more and dividing one hundred parts less.

"Consume it!"

"I can wait!"

…

The members of the Tianlang clan also slowly recovered from the initial panic. They had a premonition that they would be exterminated since their ancestor was suppressed. However, they later settled down after discovering that Taoist Master Chu Xun did not bother to do anything to them. The sudden change just now was also a shock, but I felt relieved after hearing the ancestor say that he was fine.

"The ancestors said that it will take 1 million years to wipe out only a few of them. If something unexpected happens in the middle and you have to start over again, the probability of killing it is very slim, so don't worry about it, but you still have to pay attention here...!"

in this way.

One year.

Another year.

At the beginning of a certain year at the beginning of the new year, the Nine Realm Invincibles at the Yuheng Da Neng Dojo gathered together, and inevitably talked about this matter. Many people lamented: "Why is this so hard for Master Chu Xun, Tianlang Dao?" Zun is not that easy to kill. This time he is sincerely begging for mercy. It is no longer us asking someone to say good things, but it has really given up and is looking for friends to persuade Chu Xun! "

"But it has too few friends. If the enemy can capture a large number of them in the Da Neng Dojo, it only has three or two friends, which is not enough to talk about. Moreover, Taoist Master Chu Xun is also determined to kill it. , it has been in stalemate for 30,000 years now!”

"This demon wolf is also aware that he is afraid. His lawless character in the past has now been kicked into pieces. It is too late to beg for mercy. But for Taoist Chu Xun to remain silent like this is a great loss to him!" Some people said lightly. sigh.

"Forget it, forget it, I don't know what these two are thinking, raise your glasses and drink!"

"good!"

…

During the suppression, time was ignored. At this time, an old monk with white hair and his descendants came to the starry sky and looked at the magnificent scene in front of them. He sighed: "In the past, when our Huang family was still in its heyday, There once was an Eighth Realm monk who took me here to watch from a distance. I was so shocked that I might even become Ling Yunzhi! "

"In the blink of an eye, the eighth-level monk from my Huang family died unexpectedly, and I was also seriously injured not long ago. Looking back at my hometown, I can only sigh with emotion. You see, the demon wolf suppressed by the senior in blue has been suppressed for an unknown number of years. Ordinary mortals have been here for a lifetime. Another life, but it is still suppressed here!"

The young people who came with the old man were first shocked and then silently made a promise. The old man next to him saw a burst of relief and emotion. They were just like this when they were newborn calves and were not afraid of tigers. Looking at it from a distance, they also sighed: "I don't know how long he has been suppressing it, but where can we take a peek at these sages?"

"Seventy thousand years!"

The handsome young man in Yuheng Da Neng Taoist Hall and Xiaoyun Mansion also slowly opened his eyes. This time Chu Xun's perseverance far exceeded his imagination, but spending 70,000 years to suppress Taoist Tianlang was already extremely difficult in his opinion. It was irrational, and even this time would continue. I wanted to stand by and watch, but I couldn't help but get up and leave the mansion.

After a while.

Magnificent hall.

The great power of Yuheng is still so dazzling. The radiance from sitting cross-legged on the futon can irradiate endless time and space. Even if it brings shock every time they meet, Xiaoyun still salutes respectfully and says respectfully: "Master!"

Mighty Yu Heng slowly opened her green eyes. She naturally knew why her beloved disciple came here. She opened her red lips and said, "Is it for him?"

"Well, my disciple feels that since his talent is expected to become a great power, it shouldn't be wasted here!" Xiao Yun also said sincerely.

"You're interested!" Yu Heng whispered softly, but this disciple still didn't understand what she said. What kind of gold does Chu Xun have compared to a powerful person? Her eyes were slightly hazy, and there was a long river of time flowing inside. There are countless lives struggling, and she can see both their past and their future.

Right now, the figure of Heavenly Wolf Dao Zun is looming in the long river of time, from its earliest childhood to its current peak, as well as a hazy picture of the future.

"It...is dead!" The pupils of the handsome Xiaoyun suddenly contracted. Under the instruction of his master, he also saw a hazy picture. He saw that it was the familiar Chu Xun, but also a strange one. He cut off the huge corpse of Tianlang Daozun with a sword and it was completely wiped out. Although he also knew that this was destined, it was a little too fast. It seemed that it didn't take a million years, or even 300,000 years.

"It's just a tempering on the road of cultivation. My intervention may not be a good thing for him!" Yuheng Great Power moved his lips, and gently flicked his sleeves to push Xiaoyun out of the hall.

But Xiaoyun was still shocked by the sword just now. The scene inside brought him such a great shock that he couldn't help but exclaimed: "That sword... did he take his own path?"

...

"Wow~!"

In the endless starry sky, Chu Xun casually swung a sword. Under the huge sword light, the life of Tianlang Daozun was lost, but he frowned slightly and murmured: "I have the attack method, and I have learned all these great inheritances, but when the number is enough, I am a little confused. How can I learn from others and take my own path?"

And the suppressed Tianlang Daozun trembled. At this time, it was completely without the arrogance of the past. It could clearly perceive the transformation of Chu Xun every day. From the initial thousands of swords to make its life disappear, but now a casual sword can do it, and it is not a sword he has done his best.

If he was really determined to kill himself, he could not even last 500,000 years, let alone 1 million years. So he panicked and was no longer as arrogant as before. He began to regret his arrogance and blindly offended him. He wanted his friends to mediate and beg him to spare his life, but he had too few friends and the chips he offered could not impress him.