I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Tiansheng Peak collapsed suddenly, and not only was Sang Chuanjiang, who was in the main hall, buried in it, but the huge rock fragments that rolled down also killed and injured many disciples.

After crashing into Tiansheng Peak, the dragon turned and ran towards the main peak.

It let out earth-shaking dragon roars, as if mocking Lu Zhongxing and the others.

All of a sudden, all kinds of moves emerged one after another, forming a huge and brilliant sky curtain attacking the dragon.

The dragon simply swept its tail lightly and broke the seemingly unstoppable sky, as if it were casually brushing away a fallen leaf.

The dragon continued to fly towards the main peak, but was blocked by Lu Zhongxing.

Suddenly, the dragon opened its bloody mouth and spurted out a stream of water towards Lu Zhongxing.

The water column hit Lu Zhongxing, but did not knock him away as the dragon wished. Instead, it was dissolved by an invisible force.

Water droplets splashed everywhere, falling on Lawrence Lu like drizzle.

Seeing this, the dragon swung its tail angrily, causing gusts of wind.

The wind was howling and the trees were blown all over the place, but Lawrence Lu remained as steady as a rock, with anger in his eyes.

It would have been bad enough that the Great Yuan Daoist Master killed Sang Chuanjiang, but he actually came to the sect so rampantly and destroyed it to pieces.

Lu Zhongxing's face was solemn, his steps were as fast as the wind, and his figure was like a ghost. In an instant, he appeared above the head of the dragon.

The energy in his palm gradually condensed, like mist in the morning light, and gradually became thicker.

Then he slapped out with his palm suddenly, and the strong energy fell straight down like the Five Mountains pressing down on one's head.

Suddenly, the dragon was pressed down by the mountain of energy and let out a mournful cry.

It swung its tail wildly to create storms, trying to escape the suppression of the Gangqi Mountain, but no matter how the dragon struggled, it was of no avail.

As a warrior in the realm of creation, Lu Zhongxing's strength is far beyond the reach of a dragon.

Lu Zhongxing suddenly clenched his five fingers together.

The body of the dragon, which was suddenly suppressed by the mountain of strong energy, seemed to be squeezed by a pair of invisible big hands.

Gradually, the body of the dragon, which was unable to escape, began to collapse and shrink, and finally turned into a drop of crystal clear water.

Lu Zhongxing stretched out his hand and placed the water droplet in his palm.

"Qingming Tianshui."

He recognized the origin of this item; it was Sang Chuanjiang's treasure.

I had asked him for an exchange at the beginning, but was rejected. I didn't expect that it would fall into my hands in this way.

After putting away the Qingming Tianshui, Lu Zhongxing looked at the messy scene of the sect below, and his heart sank suddenly.

At this time, a disciple came to report the situation.

"Reporting to the elders, the enemy's attack destroyed the sect's protective formation. About two thousand disciples were injured or missing. The damaged houses and buildings have not yet been counted. Elders, please make a decision."

After Lu Zhongxing gave a few instructions, he waved his disciples away.

You, the Great Yuan Dao Zun, have destroyed my protective formation and killed my elders and disciples. You are so rampant!

At this time, other elders from the Holy Island also gathered together.

Each of them had a livid face, looking very ugly.

As the most powerful force in the desert sea, the Holy Sky Island never expected that one day someone would come to attack them in this way. This is simply a great shame and humiliation for them.

"Rampant! Rampant!"

"We must destroy this Great Yuan Daoist Master!"

"I will refine him into a human pill, making his life worse than death!"

The dwarf-looking elder shouted the loudest, his tone filled with hatred.

Lu Zhongxing comforted everyone and said, "Everyone, please be patient. This Great Yuan Daoist Master was able to break our sect's formation with just one magical power. I believe he must be very powerful. Don't be impulsive."

Yan Xiu killed his own son, and Lu Zhongxing's hatred for Yan Xiu was stronger than anyone else present.

However, judging from what Sang Chuanjiang reported, we must not underestimate the Great Yuan Dao Zun, otherwise we will end up like Sang Chuanjiang.

...

...

Yuan Dynasty, the capital.

A vast and boundless Milky Way stretches across the sky, extending to the end of the sight, with brilliant stars and overflowing galaxies.

In the courtyard, Yan Xiu sat under Jianmu with his eyes closed. Spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and the measuring ruler in his hand glowed brightly.

[In the thirty-seventh year of Zhenghe, the elder Sang Chuanjiang of the Holy Sky Island came to seek revenge for his brother, but was eventually killed by you. You successfully survived the catastrophe and received the reward: Breaking the Void Sword Formation]

Yan Xiu's mind moved slightly, and the inheritance of the Void-Breaking Sword Formation all flowed into his mind.

About half an hour later, Yan Xiu finally absorbed all the sword formations.

The Void-Breaking Sword Formation requires four immortal swords to form.

Once the sword formation is activated, it can release powerful sword energy that crisscrosses each other, and can even shake the heavens and earth and shatter the void.

Enemies in the sword formation will be subjected to endless attacks until they are completely annihilated.

"Four magical swords."

Yan Xiu opened his eyes and murmured.

Now he only has one Ziyuan sword which can barely be considered a magic sword, and he doesn't know where to find the remaining three magic swords.

Yan Xiu had also seen the weapons of Liu Wuyan and others. Although they were far inferior to his own Ziyuan Sword, they could indeed be regarded as divine weapons in the secular world.

"I wonder if a sword made of mortal iron will work."

After thinking for a moment, he fetched pen and ink, and personally drew three long sword shapes that he liked, and then called Zhu Miao.

"Give these to Lord Ding and have him make them using the Yuan Dynasty's top craftsmen and the best materials."

Zhu Miao took a look at the sword outlined on the paper and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that even the omnipotent Dao Zun has things he is not good at.

Zhu Miao's little trick naturally could not be hidden from Yan Xiu.

He frowned slightly and said calmly, "Go quickly."

"As ordered."

Zhu Miao did not dare to delay and hurried down the mountain to the palace to meet Ding Xisheng.

...

A few months later.

As the New Year is approaching, all provinces in the Yuan Dynasty are filled with a strong festive atmosphere.

Ding Xisheng brought several strong craftsmen and carried three wooden boxes to the Fuzhen Temple.

They came to the temple and put down the heavy wooden box.

"Greetings, Daozun. These are the three weapons you requested. I have already made them for you."

After saying that, he opened the wooden boxes one by one and revealed the weapons inside.

The first long sword was red all over, and the blade was streamlined, like a blazing flame. It was made of iron from the earth's core that had been tempered through thousands of times.

The second sword has a slender blade and is silver-white all over. It is made of deep-sea cold iron that has been hammered and polished countless times. It is hard and can easily pierce steel.

The third sword is jet black and extremely light, forged from meteorite iron using a special process.

These three swords are rare magical weapons in the world and are very expensive to make.

If it happened in the martial arts world, it would definitely cause a sensation, and who knows how much blood and gore it would cause.

Yan Xiu looked at the three swords one by one and nodded with satisfaction.

From the appearance, it does look very good, but I don’t know if it can withstand the impact of the Void-Breaking Sword Formation.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Ding."

Ding Xisheng was flattered and bowed quickly.

"I will do my best to fulfill the orders given by the Dao Zun, and I dare not say that it is hard work."

Yan Xiu waved away a few people, then left with three swords wielding golden light.