A breeze blew across Tianjian Mountain, and the mountain was cut in half. The rock was smooth without any grooves. The buildings in the mountain were shattered, leaving only a few foundations to prove that there had been buildings here.
23 days and nights ago, a protracted war broke out here.
More than a dozen sects with a history of ten thousand years came out in full force to besiege Tianjian Mountain. They used their ten thousand years of experience to set up a large formation, each holding their own treasures, and gathered tens of thousands of cultivators, just to eliminate the greatest scourge in the world. After fighting for 23 days and months, they finally succeeded in killing the demon in Tianjian Mountain.
This was originally the speech prepared by various sects, but now Li Changsheng is still standing, while they are lying all over the place and no one knows how many people have died.
Most of the disciples from various sects were killed or wounded. Ordinary disciples had already withdrawn from the battlefield after the first day of the battle. Then the monks above the Jindan stage fought with them with the help of magic arrays, but they were still killed by the sword after a few moves. The average number of Jindan monks was one every three minutes. This was when there were five or six Yuanying masters to restrain them. If it weren't for their shackles, all of them would have been killed on the spot with one sword.
The Heaven and Earth Qi Formation was worthy of being one of the best formations in the world. It played a huge role, but it did not achieve the effect they expected. They originally thought that with this formation, they could slowly grind Li Changsheng to death, but now they were slowly grinded to death.
Day 24, daytime.
There are only three people left in the Heaven and Earth Unity Array, three of them are half a step away from becoming a god.
Taoist Cangsong, Master Puzhang, and Fairy Xihua were all gasping for breath. Their bodies and souls had reached their limits. Taoist Cangsong's right arm was cut off, Master Puzhang was blinded, and Fairy Xihua's legs were broken and tied with flowers.
The Taoist in red in front of him didn't even breathe a single breath. His ordinary face was full of indifference, and his long black hair was dyed half red.
He is tired too.
The three of them had confirmed this matter a year ago, but they didn't expect the other party to be so strong.
He was so strong that he single-handedly destroyed the inheritance of their thousand-year-old sects.
Fierce, using the sword technique of cutting off all seven emotions and six desires, every move is fatal. Even if he has to kill tens of millions of people, he will not waver at all.
He is a genius, with the demeanor of a swordsman.
Taoist Cangsong exclaimed: "Daoyou is indeed a man of natural talent. In time, you will be as good as the Sword Immortal."
There was fear, but more of it was amazement. He had lived for more than a thousand years, and had long since let go of many things. He was not afraid of death, on the contrary, he was excited to die at the hands of such a strong man.
In response to him, there was a brilliant sword light, the sword energy cut through the air, and the clanging sword intent made the void tremble. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed out, and the green light in Taoist Cangsong's palm was so bright that a ray of light falling on the ground could make a sapling jump several meters.
With a clang, the two things collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and the strong wind that followed made the Taoist robe rustle.
Taoist Cangsong watched helplessly as two of his five fingers were broken. He did not wail, nor did he get angry.
He continued, "Fellow Daoist, I am not begging for mercy. The three of us are almost dead, and there is no possibility of a breakthrough. This half-step to the God of Transformation is the best proof. Half a step forward, half a step back.
A hundred years ago, the three of us gathered on the top of the mountain, discussed the truth, and finally came up with a way to break through. "
Li Changsheng did not respond to him, but he did not continue to attack, obviously he was a little interested. He broke through the Refining Spirit and became a Void by cutting off the Supreme and thinking about love, and finally he realized his true heart as a mortal.
He had a little interest in other people's breakthrough methods, and was willing to give them a few more minutes to live. Without the blessing of the formation, they would not survive three moves under his hands.
This might be the composure of a strong man, just like the Taoist nun who had waited for him and Xier in the courtyard for a whole year.
He didn't hate this feeling.
"I once found a method from who knows how many years ago in a secret realm that was on the verge of collapse. It was called Jie Tian Luck. It was then that I realized that luck can be borrowed. Only by borrowing the luck of the world can we have a chance to ascend to the God Transformation stage."
"This chaotic world is all caused by the three of us." Taoist Cangsong sighed deeply, not because of repentance or guilt, but just felt it was not worth it.
"As the saying goes, an old man who refuses to die is a thief. That's what we three are talking about. I wonder if you will be like us when your time comes?"
Li Changsheng looked indifferent, and did not ask about the so-called method of intercepting the heavenly luck. However, the clanging sword intent once again enveloped the three people. In an instant, the battle broke out again, and the Taoist magics from all over the sky came crashing down. The plain blade of the Heavenly Sword had no embellishment of brilliant light, but just a flash of cold light broke through all the Taoist magics.
Flames, thunder, Buddha's light, flowers, and all tangible things were split into two.
Li Changsheng's first target was the most seriously injured Taoist Cangsong, who obviously understood his intention. A jade bracelet appeared in his hand, which was full of brilliance and Taoism. It was a treasure. A faint fluorescent light enveloped Taoist Cangsong, and then the Heavenly Sword flew out of his hand and pierced into the fluorescent light with a clang.
A crack appeared on the natural bracelet, and the Heavenly Sword was less than half an inch away from Taoist Cangsong's forehead.
When Venerable Pu Zhang saw the Heavenly Sword slip out of his hand, he took a step forward as if he saw an opportunity. The golden lotus under his feet moved in the air, and he raised the Demon-Subduing Pestle and smashed it towards Li Changsheng's forehead.
Sword cultivators have unparalleled offensive power, but they are also very dependent on the sword. A great swordsman can have a sword in his heart without a sword in his hand, and it is natural for a sword master to be like this, but the Heavenly Sword is not an ordinary sword. A sword cultivator with a Heavenly Sword and a sword cultivator without a Heavenly Sword are two different things.
Boom!
A deafening thunderclap suddenly exploded, and Master Puzhang only felt a buzzing in his ears, followed by a suffocating coldness that filled his mind. The red-robed Taoist in front of him glanced slightly sideways, and a flash of lightning flashed in his dark and deep eyes.
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