Chapter 440: Jue Luo Sword Lord
The sword cultivators in the Shennian Zhenxian realm are very powerful, and their sword power has shocked the world, but it is undoubtedly a pipe dream to want to stop Dahong Jiantian.
Gu An looked towards Dahong Jiantian again. A steady stream of figures flew out from the vortex of reincarnation, each of them exuding a powerful sword intent, led by two free immortals.
The faces of these people were 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 Ping'an, the disciple of Yang Xian.
Dahong Jiantian had never appeared before, but he appeared now. Could it be because he was teaching the Holy Heart Sword Art?
Gu An felt that this was only part of the reason. The other party's momentum probably indicated that they had plans for the Tianling world.
After a brief negotiation, the Holy Court and the Immortal Dynasty began to besiege Dahong Jiantian, and the battle was fierce.
Long Qing couldn't see the battle outside, but he fell into endless reverie.
The Taixuan Sect was alarmed by the sword intent of the Immortal Dynasty and were all discussing where that 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 gave a brief introduction of the battle situation outside the sky. Long Qing was very excited after hearing this and he became even more fascinated with the realm of immortals.
After returning to Medicine Valley, Long Qing walked quickly towards his room, ready to meditate. He wanted to satisfy his master as soon as possible and become a powerful figure who could stir up the world.
Gu An returned to the house. He was not worried that Dahong Jiantian would bring disaster. This group of people was not enough to threaten the Tianling world.
Sitting down at the table, Gu An turned his head to look out the window, his thoughts drifting to that long-forgotten memory.
On that small island, only Yang Ping'an accompanied him and always challenged him. Thinking about it, he missed him a lot.
Judging from the strong fortune of Dahong Jiantian, it is obvious that a very long time has passed since Yang Pingan founded Dahong Jiantian.
How strong is Yang Ping'an now? Gu An is looking forward to it, but also feels a sense of urgency.
As time goes by, we must always be on guard against others. Yang Ping'an's intention in searching for the Sacred Heart Sword is hard to judge.
Not to mention Yang Ping'an, he also has to take the Emperor of Destruction as his imaginary enemy and work hard to become stronger.
Moreover, there are gods in the depths of the universe blocking him! The road ahead is long and arduous! Gu An sighed in his heart, and took out the latest Taixuan Secret to start settling his heart.
Taixuan Secret is still publishing new books, but they are no longer sold on the market. Only Gu An can see them, which is considered Shen Zhen’s way of giving him feedback.
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In the early morning, the waves crashed against the shore.
Strands of sword energy appeared out of nowhere on the cliff, swirling around and forming a vortex that quickly expanded. Then a figure stepped out of it and landed on the cliff.
In the sunlight, this is a man wearing black armor and a white robe on the outside, his long hair is tied under a white jade crown, and he has a sword on his waist. He has a handsome face and an overbearing arrogance between his brows.
After landing, he looked up and saw the vortex of sword energy behind him shrinking rapidly.
After looking around for a while, he smiled, then raised his right hand. Sword energy emerged from his palm and condensed into a silver mirror, on the surface of which was reflected a gentle woman.
"Sword Master, the secrets of the Tianling world are in chaos. That's why I can help you sneak into it, but this 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 respected as Jueluo Sword Lord.
Hearing the words of the woman in the mirror, Jue Luo Jian Jun said disdainfully: "The Tianling Great World is not the Tianling Great World of the past. After experiencing that war, this place is just a fragment of the Tianling Great World. No one can threaten me, so you can rest assured."
The woman in the mirror frowned and asked, "Can you tell me now why you want to sneak into the Tianling world?"
Jue Luo Jian Jun raised his eyes and looked into the distance, saying: "The Sacred Heart Sword Dao has reappeared in the world. The higher-ups want to find the reincarnation or successor of the Sword Dao Saint Ancestor and make him their master. I won't agree. I will defeat him and prove that Da Hong Jian Tian doesn't need to pursue the Sacred Heart Sword Dao. I will create a stronger sword Dao."
As soon as these words were spoken, the face of the woman in the mirror changed drastically. Just as she was about to speak, Jueluo Sword Master crushed the silver mirror and it turned into sword energy and dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, Jueluo Sword Lord aimed in a direction, took a step forward, turned into a sword light, and flew to the end of the sky and sea, leaving behind a trail of sword energy along the way, like a mirage, hanging above the ocean.
at the same time.
North Sea Mountains.
Gu An, wearing a mask, sat on the eaves reading a book, his mind locked on Jueluo Sword Lord.
In the ninth level of the Free Fairyland, the karma of reincarnation is strong, and it is estimated that the reincarnation calamity is about to end. It is only half a step away from the Dao Fruit Realm.
When the other party descended upon the Tianling world, he was the first to notice it and heard what the other party said.
He did not take Jueluo Sword Master seriously, but what Jueluo Sword Master revealed made him think.
Dahong Jiantian wanted to serve the inheritor of the Sacred Heart Sword Dao? Gu An remembered that although Yang Xian had taught the Sacred Heart Sword Dao to Yang Pingan, Yang Pingan was not surprised at the time. Instead, he smiled and said that his swordsmanship was not inferior to the Sacred Heart Sword Dao.
At that time, Yang Xian's Sacred Heart Sword Dao was only in its infancy, far less powerful than when he fought against the Heavenly Spirit God. In the past countless years, the Sacred Heart Sword Dao has reached an unimaginable level by relying on the long river of swordsmanship. Could it be that Yang Ping'an was frustrated in the swordsmanship and thought that his swordsmanship was not as good as the Sacred Heart Sword Dao? Gu An guessed what else happened in the years after Yang Xian's death that made Dahong Jiantian admire the Sacred Heart Sword Dao so much.
He didn't care too much about the fact that Jue Luo Jian Jun wanted to cause trouble for him. What kind of trouble could a free immortal cause? If someone dared to attack him, he would not consider their old friendship and would kill them.
He is not Yang Xian, and there are not so many rules and regulations in his life.
Xuanmiao Zhenren, 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. I can't understand it at all."
He was considered a genius in Mount Sanqing. He could quickly master any Taoist method after reading it once. However, when faced with the secret book given by the mountain god, he could not understand it at all.
Gu An replied nonchalantly: "If it is so easy to comprehend, becoming an immortal would not be difficult."
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Hundreds of years have passed, and Master Xuanmiao has already reached 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 continue to study the secret book in his hand.
boom--
A deafening roar suddenly came from the sky, startling Xuanmiao Zhenren. He looked up and saw a huge ball of light appearing in the sky, expanding rapidly, and strong winds soon descended on the mountains and forests.
Master Xuanmiao quickly stood up, frowning. The mountain god was still there, so he was not panicked.
"Mountain God, a few months ago, a sword intent ascended to heaven, and now there is this strange phenomenon. What is the reason?" Xuanmiao Zhenren turned his head 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 was isolated from the world, there were always people passing by here, so he was able to understand the general situation in the world and knew that overseas was in a rare chaos.
He really wanted to ask the mountain god why he didn't put an end to this chaotic world, but he was afraid to be abrupt.
He always believed that the mountain god was a true immortal god, different from those powerful monks and monsters.
But he felt that the mountain god had his own considerations. Perhaps everything in the world has its own laws of evolution, which even immortals and gods cannot break.
Gu An stood up and put the book in his arms. He looked down at Master Xuanmiao and said, "Practice well. There will be more days like this. When you are strong enough, I can let you go down the mountain to save people in distress."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the roof.
After hearing this, Master Xuanmiao was not overjoyed. Instead, he looked down at the secret book in his hand with anticipation in his eyes.
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Dust rolled above the boundless mountains and rivers. An Hao stood proudly in the air, his chivalrous robe fluttering wildly. He looked down, nine bright suns were floating behind him, moving in a circle, the firelight shone on him, and he looked like a god.
There were cultivators and monsters watching the battle from all directions. They were outside the formation, and each of them looked at An Hao with incredible eyes.
The Taixuan Sect's people were filled with emotion and excitement.
Wu Jue looked at An Hao from afar, his eyes unable to hide the shock. He subconsciously looked at his right fist.
An Hao can defeat the immortals with great strength, but can his fists defeat the monks in Nirvana?
At this moment, he truly felt the huge gap between himself and An Hao, like the difference between immortals and mortals.
(End of this chapter)