Chapter 440: Jueluo Sword Master

The sword cultivators in the Divine Mind Realm are very strong, and their sword intent has shocked the world, but it is undoubtedly a foolish dream to want to stop Dahong Jiantian.

Gu An looked at Dahong Jiantian again, and a steady stream of figures flew out of the reincarnation vortex, each of them exuding a strong sword intent, led by two free immortals.

The faces of these people were very unfamiliar to Gu An, and he had never seen them in Yang Xian's memory.

But he was sure that Dahong Jiantian was created by Yang Xian's apprentice Yang Ping'an.

Before, Dahong Jiantian had never appeared, but now he appeared, could it be because he was teaching the Holy Heart Sword Dao?

Gu An felt that this was only part of the reason. The other party's momentum was probably also plotting against the Tianling Great World.

After a brief negotiation, the Holy Court and the Immortal Dynasty began to besiege Dahong Jiantian, and the battle was fierce.

Long Qing could not see the battle outside the sky, but he fell into infinite reverie.

Taixuanmen was alarmed by the sword intent of the Immortal Dynasty, and they were all discussing where the sword intent came from.

After watching for a while, Gu An turned and left. Long Qing hurriedly followed and asked about the situation outside the sky.

Gu An did not hide anything and briefly introduced the situation outside the sky. Long Qing was very excited and was more fascinated by the realm of immortals.

After returning to the Medicine Valley, Long Qing walked quickly to his room and prepared to meditate. He wanted to satisfy his master as soon as possible and become a powerful existence that stirred up the world.

Gu An went back to the room. He was not worried that Dahong Jiantian would bring disaster. This group of people was not enough to threaten the world of Tianling.

After sitting down at the table, Gu An turned his head and looked out the window, his thoughts drifting to that long-lost memory.

In that small island, only Yang Pingan accompanied him and always challenged him. Thinking about it, he missed it.

Looking at the strong luck of Dahong Jiantian, it is obvious that it should have been a long time since Yang Pingan founded Dahong Jiantian.

How strong is Yang Pingan now?

Gu An is looking forward to it, but also feels a sense of urgency.

As time goes by, we must be on guard against others. Yang Ping'an's intention to find the Holy Heart Sword Dao is hard to judge.

Let alone Yang Ping'an, he also has to take the Emperor of Extinction as his imaginary enemy and work hard to become stronger.

And there are also the Heavenly Spirit Gods blocking him in the depths of the universe!

There is a long way to go!

Gu An sighed in his heart, and took out the latest Taixuan Secret and began to settle his Dao heart.

Taixuan Secret is still publishing new books, but it is no longer sold on the market. Only Gu An can see it, which is Shen Zhen's feedback to him.

…

In the early morning, the waves hit the shore.

Strands of sword energy appeared out of thin air on the cliff. They circled and formed a vortex, which expanded rapidly. Then a figure stepped out of it and landed on the cliff.

Under the sunlight, this is a man wearing black armor and a white robe on the outside. His long hair is tied under the white jade crown, and he wears a sword on his waist. He has a handsome face and exudes an arrogant and domineering arrogance between his eyebrows.

After landing, he looked up and saw the vortex of sword energy behind him shrinking rapidly.

After looking around for a while, he smiled and raised his right hand. Sword energy emerged from his palm and condensed into a silver mirror, reflecting a gentle woman.

"Sword Lord, the secrets of the Tianling world are in chaos. That's why I can help you sneak into it, but it also means that the crisis is unpredictable. You must be extremely careful." The woman in the mirror said, her face full of worry.

The man holding the mirror came from Dahong Sword Heaven and was honored as Jueluo Sword Lord.

Hearing the words of the woman in the mirror, Jueluo Sword Lord said with disdain: "The Tianling Great World is not the Tianling Great World of the past. After that war, this is just a fragment of the Tianling Great World. No one can threaten me, so don't worry."

The woman in the mirror frowned and asked: "Can you tell me now why you want to sneak into the Tianling Great World?"

Jueluo Sword Lord looked into the distance and said: "The Holy Heart Sword Dao has reappeared in the world. The people above want to find the reincarnation or inheritor of the Sword Dao Saint Ancestor and then serve him as the master. I don't agree. I will defeat him and prove that Dahong Sword Heaven does not need to pursue the Holy Heart Sword Dao. I will create a stronger sword Dao."

As soon as these words came out, the woman in the mirror changed her face. Just as she was about to speak, Jueluo Sword Lord crushed the silver mirror and turned into sword energy and dissipated.

Then, Jueluo Sword Lord aimed in a direction, took a step, turned into a sword light, and flew to the end of Tianhai, leaving a trail of sword energy shadows along the way, like a mirage, hanging over the ocean.

At the same time

Beihai Mountain Range. Gu An, wearing a mask, sat on the eaves reading a book, his mind locked on the Jueluo Sword Master.

In the ninth level of the Zizai Fairyland, the cause and effect of reincarnation is strong. It is estimated that the reincarnation calamity is about to end, and it is only half a step away from the Dao Fruit Realm.

When the other party descended on the Tianling Great World, he noticed it at the first time and heard what the other party said.

He did not take Jueluo Sword Master seriously, but the meaning revealed by Jueluo Sword Master made him think.

Dahong Jiantian wants to serve the inheritor of the Holy Heart Sword Dao?

Gu An remembered that although Yang Xian taught the Holy Heart Sword Dao to Yang Pingan, Yang Pingan was not surprised at the time, but smiled and said that his swordsmanship was not inferior to the Holy Heart Sword Dao.

At that time, Yang Xian's Holy Heart Sword Dao was just a prototype, far less powerful than when fighting against the Tianling God. In the past countless years, the Holy Heart Sword Dao has reached an unimaginable level relying on the long river of swordsmanship. Could it be that Yang Pingan was frustrated in the swordsmanship and thought that his swordsmanship was not as good as the Holy Heart Sword Dao?

Gu An guessed what else happened in the years after Yang Xian's death that made Dahong Jiantian admire the Holy Heart Sword Dao.

He didn't care too much about Jueluo Jianjun's intention to cause trouble for him. What kind of storm could a free immortal stir up?

If someone dares to attack him, he will not miss his old relationship and will kill him if necessary.

He is not Yang Xian, and he does not have so many rules and regulations in his behavior.

Master Xuanmiao, who was holding the secret book in the courtyard, looked up at Gu An and said distressedly: "Mountain God, this secret book is too profound and I can't understand it at all."

He is also considered a genius in Sanqing Mountain. He can quickly master any Taoist method after reading it once, but he can't understand the secret book given by the mountain god.

Gu An replied nonchalantly: "If someone is so easy to comprehend, becoming an immortal will not be difficult."

Hundreds of years have passed, and Master Xuanmiao has become a monk in the Xuanxin Realm. His talent is not bad, but Gu An did not focus on cultivating him.

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanmiao could only smile awkwardly, and then continued to study the secret book in his hand.

boom--

A deafening roar suddenly came from the sky, and Master Xuanmiao looked up in shock. He saw a huge light group appearing in the sky, which was rapidly expanding, and strong winds soon descended on the mountain forest.

Master Xuanmiao stood up quickly and frowned. The mountain god was still there, so he didn't panic.

"Mountain God, a few months ago there was a sword intent ascending to the sky, and now there is this vision. What is the reason?" Master Xuanmiao turned to look at Gu An and asked, the wind and waves ruffling his long hair.

Gu An replied: "Of course someone is fighting."

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanmiao fell into silence.

Although he is isolated from the world, there are always people passing by here, and he can understand the general situation of the world and know that overseas is in a rare chaos.

He wanted to ask the mountain god why he didn't end this troubled world, but he was afraid of being abrupt.

He always believed that mountain gods were real immortal gods, different from those powerful monks and monsters.

But he felt that the mountain god had his own considerations. Perhaps everything had its own laws of evolution, and even gods could not break it.

Gu An stood up and put the book in his arms into his arms. He looked down at Master Xuanmiao and said, "Practice well. This will last for a long time. When you are strong enough, I can let you go down the mountain to save people in trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared into thin air on the eaves.

After hearing this, Master Xuanmiao was not overjoyed. He lowered his head and looked at the secret book in his hand, with anticipation in his eyes.

…

Above the boundless mountains and rivers, dust was billowing. An Hao stood proudly in the air, his knight's robes fluttering wildly. He looked down, with nine bright suns floating behind him, moving in a circle, and the firelight shone on him. He is like a god.

There were monks and monsters watching the battle from all directions. They were outside the formation, and they all looked at An Hao with incredible eyes.

The Taixuan Sect side was filled with excitement and excitement.

Wu Jue looked at An Hao from a distance, unable to hide the shock in his eyes. He subconsciously looked at his right fist.

An Hao can defeat Sanxian with force, but can his fists defeat Nirvana monks?

At this moment, he truly felt the huge gap between himself and An Hao, just like the difference between immortals and mortals.