In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 560: Moonlight Sword Destroyed
When Elder Hou was brought back to Master Zhihui, his old eyes were filled with desolation.

Cowardly.

He had never felt so helpless before.

In front of several major forces in the fairy world, he, as a Golden Immortal, was repeatedly forced into an extremely miserable state by the mechanical demon which was only a celestial immortal.

If this was a life-and-death fight without interference, he would have killed this bastard three or four times!

But now, the Nine Spirit Sword Master is obviously taking sides!
He was an elder of the Dark Sect and a golden immortal protected by the Heaven, but now he had become a famous backdrop in the world of mechanical monsters!

What’s even more terrible is…

"Elder Hou, you really disappoint me."

There was a hint of anger on Master Zhihui's cold and beautiful face.

Elder Hou wanted to open his mouth to explain, but when the words came to his lips they turned into a sigh and he bowed his head.

Master Zhihui swept his sleeves, and Elder Hou went to the Dark Sect Immortal's back sadly;
The group of celestial beings around him avoided Elder Hou as if he were a plague god, and looked at him with disdain and mockery.

Elder Hou found a corner to meditate and heal his wounds. He looked up at the Obsidian Envoy who was smiling at him not far away, but said nothing and slowly closed his eyes.

Hei Yao looked up at the top of the thirty-three steps, with his hands behind his back, and sighed:
"See, this is why the Heavenly Dao is afraid of this guy. Reviving a dead end is just a basic operation."

The old woman at the back whispered, "It's just because the Sword God Palace is here."

"Not only the Sword God Palace, he must have secretly communicated with the Spear God Palace and the Thousand Worlds Alliance."

Hei Yao sighed:
"Otherwise, these two families would not have stepped forward to provide protection.

“Don’t worry about it today. Even if the Dark Cult leader shows up, Jian Jiu should be able to protect this guy.

"If he takes advantage of our situation, we will be in trouble... We have to advance our mechanical plan."

The old man said, "Will Elder Hou have any problems?"

"How to say?"

"He is a golden immortal, how can he not control a celestial immortal? I don't believe this."

"I believe it," Hei Yao muttered, "and Wang Jixuan must have antimatter bombs on him. He didn't take them out to blast Elder Hou, otherwise he could have delayed time and consumed Elder Hou's mana."

"Wouldn't he be ruined then?"

"He just destroyed a clone. His real body hasn't appeared yet."

Hei Yao said this lightly, and the old man and the old woman were suddenly speechless.

At this moment, the alien soul puppet stopped steadily on the 32nd step.

The sword intent here suddenly emerged, and the alien soul puppet sat cross-legged again, as if trying to comprehend the sword intent here.

Actually;
On the last treasure ship of the Thousand Worlds Alliance fleet, a fish swam quickly through the sea water and soon arrived at the edge of the sacred tree and under the thirty-three-layer cloud ladder.

This swimming fish is naturally the real body of Master Wang.

He raised his head and looked toward the ladder.

The shadows of immortals were everywhere on the cloud ladder, and there were even more people in the distance, but most of them could not get close.

Dispel the Transfiguration, remove the Sleight of Hand.

Wang Jixuan looked down at his appearance and found that he still looked like that middle-aged Taoist priest.

He rode the cloud slowly upwards, and did not attract anyone's attention at first. After all, the cultivation level he displayed was only that of a fifth or sixth rank celestial being.

The 'mechanical demon' is being discussed everywhere.

Although Wang Jixuan's immortal consciousness occasionally heard of it, he did not take it seriously and devoted himself to preparing for the next big event.

It was not until he got close to the ladder that one or two eyes fell on him.

"Eh? Fellow Daoist Xuanji?"

Han Xiao's voice was filled with a hint of surprise:

"Would you like to try Senior Jiuling Sword Master's Cloud Ladder as well?"

Wang Jixuan nodded slightly, jumped up, and landed on the third level of the ladder. Then he bowed to Han Xiao.

"Brother Han, I had to conceal my identity before. I hope I'll forgive you for any offense.

"If I can survive today, I will prepare good wine and delicious food to apologize to Brother Han."

Han Xiao was suddenly overwhelmed.

Taoist Wang stood up, raised his hand and peeled off a layer of nano-mask on his face. The faint marks on his beard, sideburns and face immediately disappeared with the mask.

Han Xiao suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Wang Jixuan, his sword-like eyebrows straightened up, and he gritted his teeth and cursed:

"you!"

Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Sorry, sorry, I was really forced into a desperate situation by the Dark Cult."

"Come with me now!"

Han Xiao said firmly:
"The Thousand Worlds Alliance will do its best to protect you!"

Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled, but didn't say much. He just politely declined Han Xiao's kindness.

Taoist Wang smiled and said, "It was only here today that I realized what my future path would be. I don't want to miss such an opportunity, otherwise I wouldn't have to show up. The alien soul puppet is enough to deal with the Dark Cult's attack."

As he spoke, Taoist Wang glanced at the Dark Sect immortals in the distance.

Master Zhihui's face was cold and her body was trembling slightly, as if she had seen a situation that made her extremely angry.

"Sure enough, even if she is not the True Immortal I killed 600,000 years ago, she is related to this person. This kind of hatred cannot be disguised."

Wang Jixuan sneered slightly, and without saying a word, he slowly jumped up and fell down.

Just like that, he began to climb the cloud ladder with his bare hands, and none of the eleven Dark Sect immortals on the ladder dared to step forward to stop him.

The eleven of them also had the idea of ​​moving forward, but the scene of Elder Hou being bombarded by the sword intent of the stars and the scene of Elder Hou having his protective fairy light shattered by fallen leaves made them collectively give up this idea.

All for the sake of earning some contribution points, why play with your life...

Taoist Wang reached the 26th floor easily. Just as he was about to step through, he suddenly heard a clear shout.

"Hey!"

He looked up and saw the 'girl' from the Fire God Palace, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the 26th floor with her arms folded, her big eyes sparkling.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any advice?"

"Is that the puppet above made by you? Are you the master of mechanical devices?"

Taoist Wang smiled awkwardly: "It's just a little magic skill, but I also have some knowledge of puppetry and mechanical techniques."

After saying this, Taoist Wang bowed to the girl, tapped his toes, and descended to the 28th floor.

He walked very slowly on the last few levels, which was much more difficult than climbing the alien soul puppet.

There is no other reason. At this moment, the alien soul puppet is blessed by the sacred tree, and its strength is greater than his original body.

And Wang Jixuan did this on purpose, lingering on each floor for a while to allow Mudan to collect enough data, and then develop a model to continue deducing.

More importantly...

Wang Jixuan did not activate any sword intent to protect his body. He just endured the powerful sword intent of these layers, and then arrived at the 32nd floor as if strolling in the garden.

Wang Jixuan has many insights at this moment.

The meaning of sword is actually to use the sword to feel the nature and condense the principles of Tao.

These sword intentions at the highest level were extremely pure, just as if Wang Jixuan was communicating with the Great Dao when he was traveling in the Sea of ​​Dao.

He arrived in front of the alien soul puppet, opened his left hand, and a glass orb flew out, storing the puppet body that had been completely refined by the dragon python alien soul, blessed by the sacred tree, and whose magic power was comparable to that of a lower-level golden immortal, into the orb.

I will have a full face lift later.
After all, it's just an oversized Xing Dian.

The Yuehua Sword vibrated slightly and landed in Wang Jixuan's palm. A faint red light radiated from around him, and the colored glaze orb also fell into his palm.

The black dragon surrounded him, forming a tattoo that protected his left shoulder. Wang Jixuan, with a little bit of righteousness and a bit of breeze, wore a white robe as white as snow, his long hair fluttered, and landed on the last level of the cloud ladder with a sword in hand.

Suddenly there was a sound of thunder, and it seemed as if thousands of swords were ringing.

Wang Jixuan restrained his breath, took out the lines given by Mudan, and bowed deeply to Jiuling Sword Master.

Become a disciple;

challenge;

Under the clouds and in the sea, inside and outside the universe, every look was filled with surprise.

When it comes to becoming a disciple, most immortals can understand.

After all, Wang Jixuan has already demonstrated amazing talent in swordsmanship, and Elder Hou has also used his reputation and fame to help this swordsmanship rookie gain initial fame.

But, challenge?

Jiuling Sword Master even smiled a little and stared at Wang Jixuan, wanting to see if Wang Jixuan was just acting to win favor.

Taoist Wang was also sweating.

This is actually equivalent to him risking his life to bet that the Nine Spirit Sword Master will show mercy.

"it is good."

The Nine Spirit Sword Master slowly stood up, slightly clenched his right hand, and the spiritual sword Yun Mo already fell into his palm.

He said slowly, "Since you want to be loyal to me, how about I help you? Take your sword and fight me. If you can keep your soul, I will help you reincarnate and take you as my personal disciple."

Wang Jixuan: ...

No, this script seems to be different from what he imagined!

However, now that things have come to this, Wang Jixuan has no reason or excuse to retreat.

He smiled and nodded, then placed the glass orb directly on the palm of his left hand, continuously extracting the spiritual power from it.

In his perception, the Nine Spirit Sword Master was like a majestic mountain, and beneath this mountain was endless sword intent.

Pure sword intent, without any natural laws, and no need to give additional power.

Wang Jixuan suddenly understood.

Xiao Sang was talking about a swordsman, not a bitch.

"If I could catch a sword from a swordsman like this, I wouldn't have any regrets now."

So, Wang Jixuan silently took out several magic treasures to protect himself, and took out a tiny annihilation bomb that could be used as a grenade.

He slowly clenched the Yuehua Sword in his right hand, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he was communicating with the sacred tree below. The wood-attributed spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly increased, and bits of starlight danced around him like fireflies.

Wang Jixuan only had one chance to make one move, and he planned to use the Star Sword Intention he had obtained through cheating before.

The Qingping sword is the base, and the Xingchen sword is the spear;
This is the limit of what he can do now.

Wang Jixuan took a deep breath.

"Senior, please."

A powerful sword force came in response!

……

Mudan was lying leisurely in the command room of the second base.

Next to her was Xiao Hua Ting who was pacing continuously.

"Oh," Mudan said with a grin, "Don't worry, it'll be fine. If I had made a mistake in even such a basic character portrait, the boss would have been fired many times over."

Xiao Hua Ting was worried and said, "Doesn't this Sword Master intend to attack with all his strength?"

"It's a full-strength attack, but it won't hurt the boss' life."

Peony said simply:

"This is a form of intimidation. Jiuling Sword Master probably wants to see where the boss's limit is, and to intimidate the people of the Dark Cult at the same time.

“There are huge causes and consequences behind the boss, and Jiuling Sword Master should also have doubts.

"Next, there are only two outcomes that await our boss.

"The worst outcome is that Jiuling Sword Master is unwilling to accept a disciple, and will most likely leave some instructions to the boss, and the boss needs to join the Qianshi League or the Gun God Palace.

“The previous behavior of the Gun God Palace was actually to make friends with the boss. It is very likely that they valued the owner of the Moon God Palace behind the boss.

"The better outcome is that Jiuling Sword Master directly accepts disciples, our boss joins the Sword God Palace, the Dark Cult can only retreat, and then the Dark Cult Tiandao, that is, the consciousness named Bola, will definitely go crazy in a short period of time and cause a lot of trouble."

Xiao Hua Ting frowned and pursed her lips, staring at the picture on the big screen.

This picture was taken using a long-distance detector. It has been magnified dozens of times and is somewhat blurry.

Thousands of stars appeared around Wang Jixuan;

The Nine Spirit Sword Master took half a step forward, and the whole scene became a little dim, and the starlight around Wang Jixuan went out in large patches.

Wang Jixuan's body was trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing something.

The Nine Spirit Sword Master moved forward again, the picture became darker, and the entire picture began to shake irregularly.

It was the universe that was shaking, and the aftermath of the shaking had already affected the detectors in the distance.

Xiaohua Ting clenched her hands nervously.

Mudan also sat up straight, staring at Jiuling Sword Master with a frown, quickly analyzing the probability that Jiuling Sword Master could kill Wang Jixuan.

No matter how she analyzed it, the probability was infinitely close to zero.

Moreover, Senior Bai Gu can see many possibilities in the future. If Wang Jixuan encounters trouble here, Senior Bai Gu will also warn him in advance...

Take action!
The moment Jiuling Sword Master took the third small step, Wang Jixuan raised his sword fiercely and rushed forward. It seemed like he was stabbing forward without any fancy moves, but the Yuehua Sword seemed to contain a sky full of stars.

The Nine Spirit Sword Masters drew their swords at the same time!

This sword cut through the mortal world and destroyed the universe. The thirty-three cloud ladders shook at the same time, and the sun and moon above the arena were difficult to see.

Ding!
The two swords collided!

The Yuehua Sword in Wang Jixuan's hand lasted only a moment before it shattered like a broken glass cup. Thousands of galaxies blossomed in the body of the Yuehua Sword, and the entire East China Sea seemed to be receiving this starlight.

A shock wave passed along the ripples of heaven and earth.

The screen in front of Mudan and Xiaohuating suddenly went dark, and then began to rapidly flash the images sent back by other detectors.

The sword of the Nine Spirit Sword Master stopped in front of Wang Jixuan's chest.

Wang Jixuan looked down at the Yuehua Sword in his hand, dazed and bewildered, as if his swordsmanship had been shattered along with the Yuehua Sword.

The Nine Spirit Sword Master rarely showed a smile.

This top-level Golden Immortal flicked his fingers, and a ray of immortal light penetrated into the back of Wang Jixuan's hand. A nimble little sword phantom appeared on the back of Wang Jixuan's hand.

"Your swordsmanship is messy, turbid, and impure. It is difficult for you to cultivate into a Daluo Jinxian. I have eradicated it for you. From today on, forget all the swordsmanship and sword formations you have learned.

“They are just some third-rate sword techniques.

"Since I destroyed your sword, I will give you another one as a gift as a token of your apprenticeship."

The Nine Spirit Sword Master raised his hand slightly, and a giant sword about a foot wide fell from the air and hit in front of Wang Jixuan.

Then the Nine Spirit Sword Master grabbed below, and Xiao Sang, the spirit of the sacred tree, had no power to resist, and was trapped by the sword intent released by the Nine Spirit Sword Master. He was dragged in front of Wang Jixuan and stuffed into the giant sword in front of Wang Jixuan.

The giant sword trembled slightly.

Jiuling Sword Master said calmly: "The spirit of the sacred tree cannot survive for long without a place to stay. Whether you want to become the spirit of this sword or not, you can negotiate on your own."

After saying that, Jiuling Sword Master walked past Wang Jixuan, holding a sword, and looked at Zhihui Sanren.

"You are the ones who are hunting down my disciples?"

(End of this chapter)