"The Sword Sect has become so insignificant because of you, the useless Dao Ancestor!" The Dark Sword Ancestor took a step forward, staring at the Sword Ancestor whose vitality was constantly fading, and said with murderous intent: "The end of the Pillar of Creation has come, and you should have found a way to survive, but you insisted on establishing the status of the Sword Sect!"

When the Secret Realm of Creation was first created, countless Dao Ancestors died. Some were willing to die, while others hid to seek a chance to survive.

This is the case with the Divine Religion, the Taoist Sect, and the Sword Sect. If it weren't for the Taoist Sect's unknown appearance of Su Changqing, it would have been destroyed long ago.

The vitality of the White Robe Sword Ancestor continued to fade, and was wiped out by the twelve Dark Divine Swords one after another. Soon his hair was mottled with white hair and deep wrinkles on his face, like an old man.

"Maybe I waited for the wrong thing, but you have to find Su Changqing, and he will take you away from this decaying world." The Sword Ancestor looked at the Dark Sword Ancestor with a lonely look in his eyes.

The two were brothers in the Sword Sect. They were gifted and were both the pride of the Sword Sect. They had a very good relationship. They achieved the Dao of the Sword before and after, which amazed the world.

However, the end of the Pillar of Creation was approaching, and the Sword Sect's Dao-level people all went to create the Secret Realm of Creation, so they died in a large number of masters. In addition, the Dark Sword Ancestor defected, and the Sword Ancestor was alone and could not support the Creation Secret Realm. It was completely reduced to a second-rate force in the Secret Realm of Creation.

"Looking for Su Changqing?" The Dark Sword Ancestor sneered: "No one can escape from here. He is lying to you. It is impossible to turn into a god and devil in the first turn and to combine the Dao in the first level!"

Only the third turn has a chance to climb over the Death Abyss, and it is at a huge price.

In the eyes of the Dark Sword Ancestor, even the Emperor Tian Dao Ancestor and the Great Snake Demon are just sending themselves to death!

"You become my thirteenth sword, I will combine the Dao and go to him in person to find a way to escape from this world." The Dark Sword Ancestor stared at the other party and said coldly and ruthlessly.

"Perhaps you are right. With thirteen Daoist swords, after you merge with the Dao, you will be able to rival Emperor Tian and the others. The Sword Sect only has this one chance."

The Sword Ancestor was silent for a moment, released his restraints, and the golden sword in his hand fell silently to the ground, shattering the earth.

The Dark Sword Ancestor was such a decisive person that he never hesitated for a moment. Without hesitation, the twelve dark swords swept across and completely shattered the Sword Ancestor's life.

At this moment, the millions of sword beams transformed by the twelve swords were enough to crush the heaven and earth and destroy the sun and the moon. At this moment, the sword body trembled slightly and stopped in place, as if it was bound by huge pressure and could not move at all.

"Who is it?" The Dark Sword Ancestor suddenly turned around and stared in a direction.

The Sword Ancestor also raised his head, his face pale and bloodless, and saw a figure stepping in from the end of the world, dressed in white, divine and powerful, extraordinary and otherworldly.

He walked over step by step, his eyes deep, accompanied by the scene of the sea of ​​thunder descending, the falling stars, the interweaving of five-colored divine thunder, and the opening and closing of heaven and earth.

The two sword masters were shocked on the spot, and their souls almost trembled.

"This is Su Changqing, you know why I didn't let you find him to rob him." The sword master said softly.

Not to mention collecting thirteen dark swords, even if he was in harmony with the Tao, he was not sure that he could defeat this man.

With the flesh of a god and demon, the great way of thunder, and the great way of sword, Su Changqing was enough to fight against the Dao master of the second level of harmony.

"This treasure should belong to me." Su Changqing stepped over, looked at the dark sword master, pointed with one hand, and twelve dark swords cut through the sky, like arms flexing and stretching, and fell into the three-inch world in his palm.

"Thank you for saving my life, Dao master Changqing." The sword master was able to move his body, took a deep breath, and bowed.

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