Chapter 3349 Aliang fights for the throne, Zhou Jue fights the Great Ancestor

"The five-year period has come, and I'm here today to take your life!"

Zhou Jue's voice full of murderous intent came out, and the green eyes revealed a look of understanding. The figure of a young man appeared in its mind, and then its head fell to the ground, the light in its eyes extinguished, and it completely fell into endless confusion. dark.

"You're just a beast, being able to die by my sword is already the greatest honor in your life!"

Zhou Jue's clear voice came from Yiluohe, with a touch of disdain in his tone. Although this great throne demon is a great monk in the thirteenth realm of ascension, compared with the pure sword cultivator in the fourteenth realm, it is still Too weak.

Moreover, this wolf demon was the first five-level monster that Zhou Jue killed after he was promoted to the fourteenth level of pure swordsmanship. It was quite like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken, and it was not qualified.

At this moment, a sound of thunder and anger came from the majestic Tuoyue Mountain, and the heaven and earth shook, which was extremely frightening.

"Young man, you are so brave. You actually dare to go deep into the hinterland of my wild world and kill the great demon on the throne under my command. You don't take me seriously!!"

An old man in gray clothes rose from Tuoyue Mountain and stood above the nine heavens. Behind him were ancient demons with extremely powerful auras. The top powers in the wild world gathered here, looking down at Zhou Jue and A Liang, two fourteenth-level sword cultivators, had terrifying murderous intent flashing in their terrifying eyes. The evil aura filled the sky and the earth, gathering boundless black clouds and pressing down on the endless Yiluo River. The heavy pressure made the river surface They all sank three feet, and countless creatures died in the water. Their bodies floated on the water, and blood flowed across them, dyeing this longest river in the wild world blood red.

The slender fingers of A Liang's right hand grasped the hilt of the flying sword, and a vast sword intention rose into the sky, cutting away the terrifying momentum. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with an unscrupulous smile on his face, and he said proudly.

"You brat, the great demon of the Thirteen Thrones has been handed over to me. You should concentrate on dealing with the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. This time, you must cut off another three points of Tuoyue Mountain to prevent the boss, Sword Immortal Zhumei, from being ahead!"

"A-Liang, don't worry, the Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain will leave it to me!"

Zhou Jue was full of pride, the fear in his hand was constantly trembling, the sword chanted in bursts, the blood surged, the fighting spirit rose from his heart, two sword lights shot out from his eyes, piercing the void, and he responded loudly.

"However, if you can handle the Thirteen Thrones by yourself, if not, give me a few more!"

Zhou Jue frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the only son of Ya Sheng beside him, and said with some worry.

"Go away, I'm A Liang, a kind-hearted Liang, but I'm just a Thirteenth Throne, how can I not handle it!"

As a pure sword cultivator in the Fourteenth Realm, A Liang's combat power is extremely terrifying, far exceeding that of the ordinary Fourteenth Realm. Although it is far inferior to those in the Fifteenth Realm, he can still barely cope with the Thirteenth Throne in the Wild World. After all, only the top two among them are It is the cultivation level of the Fourteenth Realm, and the others are just some of the Thirteenth Realm, which does not pose much threat to him.

In the legendary Fourteenth Realm, where the people are, the heaven and the earth are there. The suppression of the great road is everywhere. It is by no means as simple as a small world with a barrier. The great monks of the Thirteenth Realm face the sword cultivators of the Fourteenth Realm. There is a slight chance of winning, which is why Zhou Jue was able to kill a throne demon just now with one sword.

Zhou Jue was a little relieved after hearing this, and his eyes passed over the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and looked at the person behind him. He was a scholar. His face was a bit old, with a strong bookish air, his eyes were bright and deep, and his cheeks were fleshless. , with a look of indifference, this is Wen Haizhou.

The first throne, Zhou Mi, was originally a great Confucian in Haoran. He had read nearly three million volumes of books from all three religions and hundreds of schools. Later, he had serious differences with the Confucian Temple on the issue of governing Haoran and turned to the wilderness. He was entrusted with important tasks by the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. After he secretly swallowed many great demons, his cultivation level was promoted to the Fourteenth Realm. Later, he led the Fourteenth Throne to invade the vast world. All living beings perished and corpses were everywhere.

The second throne, Niu Dao, is actually a giant bull demon. The demon ancestor slept thousands of years ago. Niu Dao tried to become the co-lord of the wilderness, but was sealed in the Hall of Heroes by many big demons in Tuoyue Mountain. It took thousands of years to finally climb out. Later, he was suppressed back to the bottom of the well by Daozu, and Daozu used golden armor to seal a lot of his power.

The third throne, Liu Cha, is the number one sword cultivator in the wilderness. His true form is a black tiger. He has fought two life-and-death battles with A Liang on the Great Sword Qi Wall, and their strength is evenly matched.

The Fourth Throne, the Five Mountains, is actually a giant with three heads and six arms. He was the first to climb the Great Wall of Sword Qi and took a sword from Chen Qingdu but did not die. You must know that Chen Qingdu was the number one sword cultivator in the human race. He died many years later. A sword can kill the Dragon Lord, but this guy managed to resist a sword and still ran away. This shows how terrifying his defense is.

The Fifth Throne, the Master of Lotus Temple, whose true form is a rabbit demon, who refined half of the wild soul for several months, and fought for a long time on the moon with Old Dong, one of the top three men on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Although he was beheaded, he also killed Old Dong. The natal sword was destroyed, and the melee mage was so terrifying.

The Sixth Throne, Dragon Lord, ten thousand years ago, he and Chen Qingdu watched and asked the sword Tuoyue Mountain together. After the battle, their souls stayed in the wilderness. Bai Ying did not dare to say a word in front of him. Although there was no actual record of her actions, her strength was undoubted. .

The Seventh Throne, Qie Yun, is a man with a sword gourd, the number one seed among the Hundred Sword Immortals in the Wilderness, who was bullied by the hidden official Xiao Xun and did not dare to fight back. The original ranking is neither high nor low.

The Eighth Throne, Yuan Shou, is actually a huge mountain ape, the ancestor of the Patriarch of Mountain Moving. He once threatened to challenge Baize in the world of Haoran, and also participated in the siege of the left and right. After the invasion of Haoran failed, he escaped. Return to the wilderness.

The ninth throne, Yangzhi, a dragon-robed demon with an emperor's crown, whose true form is a dragon. When the Wild World attacked the Sword Qi Great Wall, he fought with the Confucian saint who was sitting on the Sword Qi Great Wall, and his appearance rate was very high.

The tenth throne, Feifei, whose true form is a scarlet snake, is about the same strength as Yangzhi. When the Wild World invaded Haoran, he got rid of Yangzhi with Haoran's hand, and later became the co-lord of Yeluo River, but half of the water transport was intercepted by Chen Pingan.

The eleventh throne, the throne of withered bones, Baiying, can be manipulated by puppetry, comparable to the puppets of the ascended demons, similar to the necromancer, can transform the corpses on the battlefield into combat power, and carry out large-scale sieges. He dare not say a word in front of the Dragon King, and belongs to the throne demon at the end of the ranking.

The 12th throne, Leimao, is a great demon standing on the corpse of a god. He wields a thunder spear and once threatened to fight the great heavenly master of Longhu Mountain. He should be considered in the top five in the Central Plains.

The 13th throne, Huangluan, is a bird lover who specializes in real estate. When the barbarians invaded Haoran, as a long-range mage, he ran to the Sword Qi Great Wall and was killed by Aliang and Yao Jianxian. He wasted himself.

As for the 14th throne, Yaojia, there is no need to say more. He has become a dead soul under Zhou Jue's sword. No matter how famous he was in his lifetime, it has become a passing cloud.

Zhou Mi seemed to have noticed Zhou Jue's gaze, grinned, smiled slightly, and took a step back, as if he didn't want to get involved in this battle. He was an old fox, how could he not see that Zhou Jue and Aliang were both pure sword cultivators of the 14th realm, with unparalleled killing skills, and if he was not careful, he might suffer heavy damage. He chose to protect himself. Anyway, he and the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain were just a cooperative relationship, and it was not worth risking his life for this.

Zhou Jue saw this scene, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Zhou Mi was most likely not to take action, so with Aliang's strength, he didn't need to be distracted.

"Great Ancestor of the Wilderness, Zhou Jue, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, comes to open Tuoyue Mountain with his sword, please teach me!"

Zhou Jue took a step forward, and the entire Yeluo River began to become turbulent. A terrifying evil spirit gathered and condensed on the edge of the Weiyin sword. He waved his sword lightly, and the sword energy whistled. Tuoyue Mountain and Yeluo River became part of the world of sword energy. Endless sword energy fell, covering the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and the Thirteen Thrones.

Seeing this, Aliang also began to attack. His figure flew into the air and attacked the Thirteen Thrones below that were resisting the sword energy.

"Since ancient times, all saints and sages have been lonely, only the drinker has left his name!"

Aliang's natal flying sword is called the drinker. He disdains to be the Confucian temple saint, and only wants to be the wanderer who wields the sword in the rivers and lakes, to see this world of red dust, drink all the fine wine in the world, and take pleasure in revenge!

Twelve figures flew up from the top of Tuoyue Mountain and besieged Aliang. Each of them showed their magical powers and broke Aliang's sword energy. A stream of demonic energy filled the air, covering the sky and the sun, and rushed towards Aliang.

Aliang fought endlessly with the Twelve Thrones. The battle was fierce. The area within a radius of thousands of miles was turned into ruins. Even the Yeluo River began to change its course. The thirteen people fought and walked, and soon disappeared from the sight of Zhou Jue, the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, and Wenhai Zhoumi.

At this time, the atmosphere in the field was extremely solemn and silent. Zhou Jue held the fear of the cause and looked up at the two figures on Tuoyue Mountain. The corners of his mouth raised a perfect arc, chuckled, and asked loudly.

"Zhou Mi, you are not leaving yet, do you want to join forces with the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness?"

Zhou Mi chuckled when he heard the words, and a light of wisdom flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and spoke with a harmless look.

"I am a scholar. A gentleman talks but does not fight. I will not get involved in your affairs. I will leave now!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Mi's figure became blurred and distorted, as if he had merged into the endless void and disappeared into Tuoyue Mountain.

The Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch saw this scene with a calm expression, without showing any dissatisfaction or surprise. Obviously, he had never expected Zhou Mi to take action. He valued the other party's wisdom, not force, so he would not be disappointed.

"Now there are only you and me left. Take action! Let me see how much strength the most amazing young swordsman of the Sword Qi Great Wall has compared to Chen Qingdu!"

The Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch had the confidence to win. Back then, Chen Qingdu, Guanzhao, and Long Jun had not let him fall. Now there was only Zhou Jue alone, who was weak and alone, and he did not take him seriously.

The Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch had lived for many years and had seen many people. He had long realized that Zhou Jue was not very old and was just a junior. Even if he was amazing, he did not think that the other party could have the strength to threaten his life.

"When in doubt, ask the spring breeze!"

"Spring Breeze Sword!"

Zhou Jue's figure slowly rose into the air, and the sword energy filled his body. Suddenly, a strong wind blew between heaven and earth, sweeping the water of the Yeluo River and the dark clouds in the sky, and gathered into a towering giant sword. As he swung his arm, the giant sword fell and headed straight for Tuoyue Mountain.

At this time, the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain finally put away his contempt, his face was slightly solemn, and he clenched his fists. A million-foot-tall Dharma image appeared behind him. The Dharma image punched out with both fists, shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods, and the indestructible fist force blasted towards the towering giant sword.

"Boom!"

The huge sound spread to the other three worlds, making the three patriarchs who entered the fifteenth realm cast their eyes and watch this amazing battle.

The violent wind waves spread outward in circles, and the indestructible Tuoyue Mountain was several meters shorter. Countless rocks collapsed and turned into dust. The wind waves swept across the earth, blowing up dust and blocking the view.

"The spring breeze is silent, just follow your heart!"

"Heart sword cut!"

As a clear and pleasant sound fell, an invisible sword intent rushed into the sky and merged into the universe and the laws of the great way. The sound of swords rang out within tens of thousands of miles. The sharp edge filled the sky and the earth. The vast and dazzling sword light cut into the depths of the soul of the Tuoyue Mountain Ancestor. This sword did not cut the flesh, but only cut the heart of Tao.

The expression of the Tuoyue Mountain Ancestor changed slightly. The Tao merged with the wild world. A vast and ancient breath emerged and permeated the depths of his soul, turning into a suit of armor to block the strange and peculiar heart sword.

"Kacha!"

A crisp sound rang out, and a gap opened on the wild road armor. The Tuoyue Mountain Ancestor groaned and stepped back. His feet left a clearly visible footprint on Tuoyue Mountain. His face turned slightly pale, and his eyes looked at Zhou Jue standing in the void with horror.

At the same time, a crack appeared in the hinterland of Savage World, stretching thousands of miles, forming a large canyon, as if it was formed by the angry ancient gods who cut the earth with a sword.

"What an invisible and intangible heart sword, it can actually cut the road of Savage World. Your strength is no less than that of Chen Qingdu!"

The Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain suffered a small loss, and his breath fluctuated slightly. Finally, he no longer regarded Zhou Jue as a junior, but as a real opponent, and a very difficult opponent. He did not have the confidence to win.

Because of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Great Dao of Savage World was split and could not be perfected, which made the strength of the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain decline instead of improve, and he only had 80% of the cultivation level ten thousand years ago.

At this time, if three pure sword cultivators of the Fourteenth Realm asked Tuoyue Mountain for sword, he would definitely fall, and it would be impossible for him to win like ten thousand years ago.

"You shouldn't ask for the sword at Tuoyue Mountain now. If you are given a thousand years, you will definitely be able to enter the fifteenth realm and become a pure sword cultivator of the fifteenth realm that has never been seen before or since!"

"Ten thousand years ago, Chen Qingdu and the other two said something when they asked for the sword at Tuoyue Mountain. I agree with it!"

"Sword cultivators don't have to do the right thing. My sword is only about revenge. I don't care about so many things!"

Zhou Jue looked indifferent, with a firm light flashing in his eyes. In the last battle of the thirteen, Ning Heng and his wife died in battle and suffered countless abuses and their reputation was damaged. As a disciple, he must use the sword in his hand to justify their reputation and take back their glory!

"Hahaha, well said!"

The Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch laughed loudly upon hearing this, flew up from Tuoyue Mountain, and punched out. A fist as big as a mountain appeared between heaven and earth, falling from the sky, breaking the clouds, twisting and tearing the space, countless space cracks emerged, lightning and thunder, heavy rain fell, and the whole world seemed to be destroyed. The scene was extremely horrifying.

This was the first time that the Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch took the initiative to attack. The attainment of this punch was comparable to that of a martial artist in the eleventh realm. It was powerful and fierce, as if nothing in the world could withstand this punch.

Zhou Jue's ordinary and cold face showed a solemn look, and the Weiyin sword in his hand was gently swung, as if he had not eaten, and was soft, but it was such a sword that cut off all the space cracks, shattered the huge fist shadow, and cut off the cause and effect relationship in the dark.

"All living beings fear the consequences, while Bodhisattvas fear the causes!"

"Cut off the cause and effect!"

Zhou Jue's voice once again reached the ears of the Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch. His expression changed slightly, and the Savage Avenue was wrapped around him, trying to resist the sword from the dark. With a crackling sound, the laws collapsed one after another, and several cuts appeared on the gray robe of the Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch. Blood flowed and dyed the clothes red.

The Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch looked down and saw that the wound was healing rapidly, the granulation was wriggling and connecting with each other, but an invisible force emerged and cut the flesh and blood again, making it impossible to fully recover.

"What a good way to cut off the cause and effect!"

The Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch once again mobilized the Savage Avenue, and a breath wrapped around his fingertips. He flicked his finger and shot into the wound, erasing the invisible cause and effect force, and the wound was completely healed.

In just a few rounds, the Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch repeatedly raised his estimate of Zhou Jue's strength and became cautious. Zhou Jue's strength was not weaker than Chen Qingdu ten thousand years ago. He was only one step away from the pure sword cultivation of the fifteenth realm, and his combat power was comparable to the pseudo fifteenth realm.

The million-foot Dharma image behind the Tuoyue Mountain Patriarch bowed slightly, and a pair of giant hands fell down, and his arms surrounded and hugged the majestic Tuoyue Mountain, uprooting it. The whole world began to shake, as if it was about to collapse.

Seeing this scene, the three patriarchs took action one after another. A golden lotus, an ancient book, and a whisk turned into billions of runes, sealing and reinforcing the space of the whole world, preventing the world from collapsing.

Zhou Jue looked at the huge Dharma image that was a million feet high and wielded the Tuoyue Mountain to smash at him. His pupils shrank. Behind him, a shadow of a great sword immortal also appeared. Standing on the long river of time, he pinched the sword formula with both hands, and the sword sounded, which attracted endless water of time and turned into a sword of time, slashing at the Tuoyue Mountain that fell from the sky.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Time and Tuoyue Mountain constantly collided, and there was also a fierce collision between the Avenue of Time and the Wild Avenue. Countless fragments of the laws of the Avenue collapsed and flew, stirring up huge waves in the long river of time. Countless futures and causes and effects were changed and headed towards an unknown direction.

The battle between Zhou Jue and the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain lasted for three months. The Sword of Time flattened Tuoyue Mountain by one-third of its height. Both sides had almost reached their limit and neither could do anything to the other.

Zhou Jue stood on the long river of time, looking at the Tuoyue Mountain Ancestor surrounded by the Savage World Avenue. He was exhausted, and countless bloodshot eyes appeared in his clear and bright eyes. The linen robe on his body was also tattered, and the Great Sun Glazed Pure and Leak-free Body was covered with wounds, which was extremely miserable.

Of course, the situation of the Tuoyue Mountain Ancestor was not much better. Not only was Tuoyue Mountain cut off by one third, but the gray robe on his body had become a wisp of rags, barely covering his body. The tyrannical demon clan's body was covered with deep and bone-deep wounds. The blood dyed Tuoyue Mountain red, and the Savage World Avenue surrounding his body was also mostly broken. He looked exhausted.