I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 954 Sword Domain
The young Taoist showed surprise on his face. He sealed himself to avoid the five declines of heaven and man, and hid in the depths of his spiritual veins. What he feared most was that the heavens would find his whereabouts. Solving the enemy within time is what he wants, but now it seems that the enemy in front of him is very powerful, and he can even be chaotic.

After the witch clan dissipated, the twelve ancestor witches disappeared one after another, and Empress Houtu hid in the cycle of reincarnation. The God of Chaos Capital, Lei, never appeared again.

A blood-red light appeared from the young Taoist, enveloping his whole body in it, and there was a sword cry from behind, and suddenly countless swords appeared in the void, there were about [-] swords, and each sword was filled with gods. The light is lingering, exuding the aura of the Dao. It is obvious that these swords are magical weapons, most of which are refined from rare materials. Although they are not innate, they are also acquired spiritual treasures.

The Wang family of the holy city has occupied this place for many years. It is an old family in Dongsheng Shenzhou. At this time, it finally revealed its foundation. Soaring into the sky, the void collapsed.

"Old Ancestor Shenwei."

The members of the Wang clan who were fighting were shocked when they saw the sword field in the sky, cheered and their morale was high.

Taoist Linghe and other monks who were watching the battle from a distance were also surprised when they saw this. Unexpectedly, the Wang family still had such a background. Such acquired magic treasures and god patterns were engraved on it, either black gold with dragon patterns, or black gold with dragon patterns. Immortal tears, green gold, etc., are refined from various rare materials. Every sword placed outside is a rare treasure, and even some small sects can be used as the treasure of the town.

But in Wang's place, there are actually as many as [-] handles. For such a sword domain, Wang's has no idea how much money and energy he spent to create such a sword domain.

Yang Guang also practiced thousands of sword qi, but they were all phantoms. He relied on the change of sword qi to kill powerful enemies, but the sword field in front of him was not like this. Yang Guang's Invisible Sword Domain.

A sword splits the sky, it is just a sword, from thousands of miles away, kills in an instant, but this sword is actually a thousand and eight thousand swords cut together.This is where the prestige of the Sword Domain lies, one sword can be worth a hundred and eight thousand swords.

"Dang!" The Heaven Slashing Sword in Yang Guang's hand went up to meet him, and there was a sound of gold and iron clanging. Yang Guang's figure was instantly knocked into the air, and he hit a sacred mountain fiercely, causing dust to fly.

"it is good."

Under Ah Qing's attack, the Holy Master had already neglected the other, but at this moment, there was still a burst of cheers. If it weren't for Yang Guang, there would be nothing like this. The holy city was dilapidated and suffered heavy losses. It would be very difficult to recover.

Now what he wants to do the most is to kill Yang Guang to avenge today's revenge.

"Kill!" Yang Guang swung his right hand, and a halberd appeared, which belonged to the Wang family. Now it fell into Yang Guang's hands. The Twelve Dao Palaces had already been opened, and powerful magic power was poured into it.

"Dang!" There was a loud noise, and the huge sword flew back, the war halberd was cracked inch by inch, and the divine patterns on it were wiped out one after another, and an acquired magic weapon was destroyed by the sword field.

Yang Guang's figure swayed, his face was calm, this sword did not shake his powerful body, the magic power contained in the twelve palaces was amazing, the body of a great witch was enough to block the enemy's attack.

Zhan Tianjian flew out and was held by his hands. The blood-red sword light enveloped his body. The light was about a thousand feet. When the sword was cut out, a huge sound resounded through the sky. Within a thousand miles, everyone could only feel their ears roaring. People with low cultivation levels let out screams and fled in a hurry, while those with advanced cultivation levels showed horror on their faces.

Yang Guang stepped back, looked at the Zhantian Sword in his hand, and saw that the sword was sharp and had no effect, so he was relieved. After all, it was made by a saint himself. .

A hint of surprise appeared on the young Taoist's face. He was very surprised that Yang Guang could block his blow without getting hurt. After all, the flying sword in the opponent's hand was not an innate spiritual treasure.

"Emperor Sui, you don't have a deep hatred with my Holy City, so why not let it go, how about it?" The young Taoist suddenly found a crack on his great sword, and he was a little worried.

"The war was started by you, when it starts is up to you, but when it ends is up to me." Yang Guang smiled, but there was a hint of sarcasm on his face, his mana was not weak at all, He has a lot of supernatural powers, and the magic weapon is not weak like the opponent, so he is afraid of the opponent?

The young Taoist's face turned even worse when he heard this. The holy city is in chaos at the moment. The holy city has been too powerful these years, and its actions are domineering. For millions of years, there are countless enemies. Everything finally broke out at this time. The streets and alleys , It's not that there are visible killings, and it's unknown how many members of the Wang clan were killed.

"Kill." Yang Guang held the sword in both hands, and when he swung it, the wind and clouds were rolled up, driving lightning, and the endless sword energy followed closely, and slammed into the sword field fiercely. This time is no longer a contest of supernatural powers, but purely mana The collision between them, without any fancy, is all about mana, and whoever has the most powerful mana will win the final victory.

This kind of competition is more tragic and fierce, and if you don't pay attention, life and death will disappear.

Seeing this, the young Taoist's eyes gleamed fiercely. Originally, he wanted to save a chance so that he could return to the depths of his spiritual veins after the battle and continue to live, but now it seems that this is impossible. Yang Guang is also desperate.

"It's all that damn guy, it's nothing to cause such a big disaster." The young Taoist knew that there was nothing to be done, and immediately threw the last bit of luck in his heart to the sky, and drove towards Yang Guang with his sword field.

One hundred and eight thousand swords formed a huge sword in the sword field, about a thousand feet long, with intertwined divine patterns on it, illuminating the void for thousands of miles, and a sword cut out, bringing a whistling sound. At this moment, it was like a meteor falling from the sky. Draw a gully in it.

"Dang!" The energy from the explosion formed a huge black hole in the void, devouring everything around it. Some nearby monks didn't even have the strength to resist, so they were sucked into it.But at this moment, in the black hole, water, fire and wind could be faintly erupted, and those monks were wiped out before they could even scream.

Yang Guang's figure just swayed for a while, and it turned into a rainbow light to meet him. He turned the Zhantian Sword into a battle knife, and slashed down fiercely with one sword after another. How can there be such an elegance and chicness like a fairy controlling a flying sword? , Just like a reckless man, the young Taoist felt the mana hidden in it, and while he was secretly shocked, he couldn't help but retreat again and again.

(End of this chapter)