Tian Yuan

Just when Chen Qingyuan was about to use the amulet, the sky fell down, as if there was an endless power of Taoism, sweeping every inch of this sea of ​​stars.

Looking up at the white light that suddenly appeared, Chen Qingyuan stopped using the amulet and his eyes froze.

"Zheng-"

A knife descended from the sky, shining for thousands of miles, overwhelming the order of the heavens and the earth, causing the dense smoke and magic fog that permeated the place to collapse directly.

A man with a broken left arm followed and stepped on the long knife standing upright in the starry sky. He was dressed in a light black robe, his eyes were cold, and the chill was reaching his soul.

There were several scars on his face, and there were a few strands of smoky white in his loose long hair. The domineering power emanating from his body overturned the sea of ​​​​boundaries, causing countless strong men to tremble all over.

Who is this person who suddenly appeared?

Be it the demons or the strong men of the Imperial State, they all stopped fighting at this moment, and their eyes all came together.

The Mo Dao standing in the center of the battlefield is dark in color and has special patterns engraved on the blade, which should represent the meaning of a certain force.

"Isn't it the lord who guards the boundary marker?"

On one side, Liu Nansheng stared straight at the one-armed man who suddenly appeared, his eyes flickered with astonishment, and there was a different kind of emotional fluctuation in his heart.

"He actually showed up."

The master, who was far away in the Kunlun realm, was watching the change of Qingzong from countless miles away. When he saw the figure of the one-armed man, he was slightly startled and somewhat inconceivable.

"Old Ye, who is this person?"

Somewhere in the void, several strong men who had just stepped into the Shenqiao noticed the horror on Ye Changyan's face and slightly trembling body, and asked in a low voice.

Ye Changyan, as the No. [-] figure in the Kunlun world, naturally knows some secrets of the great world, and also knows the identity of the one-armed man in front of him.

"An existence guarding the boundary marker should not intervene in disputes in the world."

After a while, Ye Changyan suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep and trembling voice.

There are five states in the world, and there are countless star fields under one state.

This is the layout of the world in modern times.

In ancient times, millions of years ago, there were no so-called five states, and the entire huge universe was connected together, which was called Shenzhou.

When Chen Qingyuan entered the old land, he saw various pasts of Emperor Taiwei.

There is a sentence recorded in the ancient classics: "The Taiwei ancient emperor suppressed the evildoers of the same generation, suppressed Shenzhou, and was invincible."

Later, a shocking change occurred, and a terrible war broke out.

A section of the divine bridge was broken, and the ancient emperor Taiwei fell under the divine bridge before his death, propping up the divine bridge that was about to collapse completely with the emperor's body, preserving a glimmer of hope for future generations.

That war caused China to split into five states.

There is a chaotic boundary sea between each state, and chaotic storms break out from time to time, which is extremely terrifying.

In a corner of a chaotic world, there stands an ancient holy monument, which has existed for a long time, and no one knows its origin.It is rumored that it is the existence of this holy monument that prevents the laws of the chaotic realm from continuously changing.

If it weren't for this sacred monument suppressing the law of chaos, then no one would be able to cross the sea of ​​chaos. After a long time, the five states might no longer be able to figure it out, and the consequences would be disastrous.

With the change of this era, many great powers speculate that the sacred monument should be left by the ancient emperor Taiwei, in order to protect the common people and protect this territory from collapse.

The one-armed man is the guardian of this life.

As for why he wants to guard the boundary monument, simply put, it is inheritance.

This ancient Mo knife is an inheritance.

The responsibility of those who have served as guardians of the monument is to guard the sacred monument, and they must not violate it throughout their lives.

Mo Dao has a spirit, and it contains the ancient inheritance method.Every time the master is chosen, they are all people with excellent temperament and talent, and they have to go through a series of assessments.

"I have an agreement with Dugu Changkong, if Qingzong is in danger, I will strike with a knife."

Standing there, the stelekeeper seemed to have no laws and fluctuations on his body, but he was like an extremely domineering king, his eyes showed a bit of indifference to life, his voice was cold, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

Many years ago, when old man Dugu was still alive, he went to the boundary monument.

Boundary monuments are sacred, and outsiders cannot approach them.

The stelekeeper didn't say anything, and directly fought with Dugu Changkong.

In that battle, the two fought hundreds of rounds, regardless of the outcome.However, due to the gap in weapons, Dugu Changkong was slightly at a disadvantage, and several of the high-grade holy artifacts in his hand were destroyed.

The stelekeeper was a little surprised by the fighting power of old man Dugu.

Temporary truce, ask why.

Old man Dugu straight to the point told his origin and name, and hoped that the guardian of the stele would help Qingzong at the right time.

The stelekeeper refused at first, because his responsibility was to guard here and not interfere with anything.

The old man argued hard with reason, and bluntly said that if there were no martyrs of Qingzong, the world would have already turned into demon soil, and there would have been no need to guard this boundary marker.

In this regard, the stelekeeper was silent and could not refute.

After a long time, the stelekeeper explained the situation, not because he didn't want to, but because he had sworn not to leave the boundary monument for half a step.Unless the will of the Inherited Sword can allow it, there is no need to talk about it.

"I want to have a talk with Holy Knife, can I?"

In a chaotic alien space, the old man looked at the Mo Dao in the hand of the stele guard and said in a deep thought.

"Ah."

The stele guard threw the ancient holy knife forward and suspended it in the middle of both sides.

"For the sake of my Qingzong sages, I also ask the holy soldiers to be merciful."

Dugu Changkong is sincere.

However, the holy knife did not respond.

After a long while, Dugu Changkong released his body-protecting profound strength, and walked slowly towards the holy knife, his gaze was firm: "If not, then please ask the holy soldier to kill the old man, and when the demon land comes to this world, everything will be over." .”

"Are you crazy?"

The way of self-defense and body protection is simply seeking death.Seeing this situation, the stelekeeper, who has always been calm, was also frightened and spoke to stop him.

This is not an ordinary soldier, but an ancient sacred weapon with complete laws.

Even if Dugu Changkong has the eight-step cultivation of Shenqiao and forcibly unlocks the Taoist law of body protection, if he gets closer to some ancient holy knives, he will be obliterated by the power of the holy knives.

The old man was not afraid of death, and walked towards the holy knife step by step.

hum-

The void around the holy knife gradually distorted, as if it wanted to swallow the surroundings.

It was Dugu Changkong's own choice that the stelekeeper didn't stop him.

Seeing that Dugu Changkong was about to reach the range of the twisted space, he would be hurt by the law of the holy knife.

Suddenly, the holy knife trembled slightly and changed.

The void returned to calm, and the terrifying law disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened.

"Old... the bet won."

Dugu Changkong looked up at the stele guard, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his smile was bright.

"Crazy." The stelekeeper withdrew the holy knife, and was silent for a long time, with a rippling in his eyes.

So, the two made a deal.

The guardian of the stele can help Qingzong once, only one knife.

After a knife, no matter what the result is, the stelekeeper should leave without paying attention.