I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 210: Creation is not immortal, but definitely not indestructible

The morning light pierced through the clouds, and milky white clouds poured down from the sky like a spectacular waterfall.

The snow on Snow Cliff Mountain has been melted away by the great magical powers of many people who have created the world, and even by the magic of the creators of the world.

Even half of this vast, towering mountain range has collapsed.

Fortunately, the continuous mountains in the southwest are filled with miasma, infested with wild beasts, and no civilians live there.

Otherwise, for ordinary people, this would be tantamount to the battle between the gods in heaven and the bringing of disasters.

There was silence in the void.

These people of extraordinary status were looking at the young man with the sword.

The young man swallowed the mysterious elixir and killed so many Yuques that even Xuanfu and Tiangong were defeated by him, which was beyond their expectations.

After such a great battle, the young man seemed extremely tired, his vital energy was exhausted, his blood was weak, his face was pale, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he had a serious illness.

But even so, the young man's steps towards climbing the mountain remained firm.

He climbed the mountain slowly and steadily, all the way to the top.

The figure in the void remained silent.

Because of Chen Zhian, many casualties occurred among the six aristocratic families.

Xie Maoxing and Lu Qinghe looked calm, their eyes constantly scanning Chen Shuijun and Chen Zhian.

Wang Du, with his hands behind his back, had a stern expression, but no emotion could be seen in his expression. It seemed that he did not care much about the bet or the sword in Chen Zhian's hand.

"Pity."

The blue-clothed swordsman, whose origins were unknown and who had lived in Qixia Mountain for a long time, also looked at Chen Shuijun and his son: "What a pity."

Not just the blue-robed swordsman.

Gu Yangzi, Li Chaoshan and Pei Xiwen also felt it was a pity.

Chen Shuijun's name is ranked third on the Riding Whale Monument.

Although Chen Zhian is a young man, he already has the aura of his father.

These two people should have had a bright future, but they were tainted by the karma of Taoism.

This living Dao fruit is of too high a value, and holding it in your own hands is the greatest opportunity.

Therefore, due to this opportunity, whether it is Chen Shuijun or Chen Zhian, if they stand in the way, they can only be completely eliminated.

"It's just a sword, why go to so much trouble?"

Gu Yangzi shook his head slowly, the whisk in his hand dissipated, and many divine auras of creation flowed in the void.

Many great supernatural powers were constructed secretly.

These great magical powers are ready to be used.

There are so many talented people here, so what does it matter even if Chen Shuijun has an extra sword in his hand?
Gu Yangzi was not the only one who thought this way.

Xie Maoxing was full of spiritual energy, and the paleness on his face had dissipated a lot. He slowly stood up, with a wisp of sword energy hanging high in the air.

"Prime Minister Song bets that you can hold the sword... Let me see what will be different after holding the sword."

Between heaven and earth, great supernatural powers and magic of creation disappeared into the void, and even an array formation was quietly arranged around the Snow Cliff Mountain, which was still filled with murderous intent.

However, the Daoxuan Sect Master, whose face had turned into clouds, was looking at a wave in the void before him.

Right in front of the face of the man in the cloud, the [Xuan Yu Shu Tube] was still swinging, and another jade skewer flew out of it.

The jade skewer rose up, and the cloud-like face with eyes as big as a crescent moon glanced at the jade skewer, then shook his head at the waves in the void.

"Big Kui sign."

The face in the cloud said, "This means that the world will have great gains, and perhaps it will be able to save the world."

In the waves, the old voice of Prime Minister Song was heard, with a hint of smile: "Master, what do you think is the reason for this great victory?"

The wind was sobbing, conveying the message from the Daoxuan Sect Master: "The Daoxuan Sect will obtain this Dao Fruit, and the Daoxuan Sect will have one more Dao Master, which is a great gain for both the world and Tianqing."

There was no sound in the waves until a few breaths later, the wind blew through the [Mysterious Jade Spell Tube] and then blew through the [Jade Spell] in the void...

"This fortune stick is the foundation of your fortune." Song Xiang said with a hint of pity, "It has pushed you to a high place, high enough to look down on most of the world, but it has made you too obsessed and blinded your mind.

You focus on the disasters that will eventually come to the world, but turn a blind eye to the disasters that have already happened in the world...

Daoxuan Sect wants to maintain the righteousness of the world, but superstition about one's own foundation of creation is not only a kind of evil thought, but also a kind of unrighteousness. "

In the void, there is silence.

Sect Master Daoxuan seemed not to have heard what Song Xiqu said, and his eyes were still on the mountains and rivers.

"You should keep your promise." Sect Master Daoxuan whispered softly.

"Of course I have to keep my promise." The waves in the void dissipated a lot: "After all, I still want to live another year or two. But Sect Master, the remaining dragon veins under the Snow Cliff Mountain are actually enough to stop you for a while."

Sect Master Daoxuan seemed not to care at all.

"There are many dragon veins in Dayu, and immortals holding dragons make countless powerful people afraid. But if Song Xin keeps his promise, the power of a dragon vein will not be a problem for me."

"At least I can...stop you for a while."

A long wind blew, and the waves in the void completely dissipated.

The sky was already bright, and a morning sun was rising slowly, hovering above the sea of clouds.

The vast sea of clouds is brilliant and golden, and it is extraordinary and magnificent.

It was in such a vast space that Chen Zhian reached the peak.

Perhaps because Li Yinxi was too nervous or for some other reason, she had already fallen asleep in the house.

Chen Shuijun caught two rabbits from the snowy mountain at some point.

The two white rabbits were still alive, with Chen Shuijun pinching their long ears.

Chen Zhian climbed to the top of the mountain, and Chen Shuijun was staring at the two white rabbits in a daze.

"Dad, I brought the iron pot, spices, onions, ginger and garlic."

Chen Zhian's face turned pale. He took off the long sword from his waist and placed it on the stone table that had just been built.

Chen Shuijun was still staring at the two rabbits. After a few moments, he suddenly sighed, "This Snow Cliff Mountain is facing such a disaster. A great battle has occurred, and almost all the creatures living on the mountain have been killed.

But these two rabbits hid deep in the cave and survived. "

Chen Zhian swallowed another Heavenly Pill and looked up at the sky, but saw no trace of any powerful person.

"If that's the case, let's just let them go." Chen Zhian said casually, "It's too cruel to survive a disaster and become a meal on a plate."

Chen Shuijun nodded, and he let go of his hand. A breeze blew, and the two rabbits flew away with the wind, and no one knew which hill they went to.

Chen Zhian sensed that there was still a remnant of soul trembling on the stone table.

He became curious, and his spiritual energy flowed and fell into the remaining soul.

"It turns out to be Uncle Xie." A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's lips. Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, and he grabbed the remaining soul.

The soul trembled.

Chen Zhian heard a divine voice, which was nothing more than words of begging for mercy.

However, he seemed not to hear it, and the spirit in his hand slowly dissipated and fell into the [Wuju Tower].

"Is this soul useful to you?" Chen Shuijun asked.

Chen Zhian nodded: "It will be very useful."

Chen Shuijun seemed to be thinking about something.

The pale-faced boy stood up again, walked to the thatched cottage, looked at his mother who was sleeping with a frown, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Dad, I have traveled thousands of miles to bring you this sword. Now you should be confident that you can escape with mom?"

Chen Zhian asked.

Chen Shuijun thought about it for a moment and then turned away.

As he waved his sleeves, the clouds and mist in the sky, and all the concealing magical powers, disappeared completely.

Chen Zhian looked up and his pupils suddenly shrank.

But he only saw Lu Qinghe, whom he had seen before, thousands of feet in the sky, looking down at him with cold eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

There are also swordsmen with two swords on their waists, Taoists holding whisks, and middle-aged men with their hands behind their backs as big as a mountain.

The woman holding a sword and the man carrying a spear were standing on a towering mountain in the distance.

Chen Zhian looked up and counted, and his Adam's apple moved involuntarily.

"These people can't all be..."

Chen Shuijun nodded.

Chen Zhian suddenly fell silent and looked at the long sword on the table again.

How can a famous sword defeat seven powerful men?
"Actually, there are still some." Chen Shuijun pointed to the distance while speaking: "There is a Taoist who claims to be a righteous person, but does not know that he has gone astray."

"Deeper in the void, there are people with deep thoughts."

Chen Zhian took a deep breath.

Just at this moment, there seemed to be thunder on the snowy cliff mountain.

Chen Shuijun also looked at the pear blossom sword.

The dragon veins are surging.

Sect Master Daoxuan and Gu Yangzi, who were on the high ground, had already taken action.

The turbulence in the mountains and rivers is the gift that Prime Minister Song gave to Chen Shuijun and Daoguo, and it is also the last line of defense.

So Chen Shuijun stood up and said to Chen Zhian: "You wait here, the dragon vein under the mountain may be able to save your life."

He paused for a moment and said, "You shouldn't have taken this risk."

Chen Zhian did not answer, but looked at a branch of red beans on the table.

"Chen Shuijun, you still don't hold the sword?"

The sword energy of Xie Maoxing rang, and turned into a surging cloud, whizzing past.

As the dragon vein gradually weakened, he no longer hid the murderous intent in his eyes.

Lu Qinghe and Wang Du have already taken a step forward.

Li Chaoshan and Pei Xi smelled a wisp of energy and thus locked Chen Shuijun.

Just at this moment...

Suddenly a sigh was heard between heaven and earth.

As the sigh reached everyone's ears, the clouds in the distance dissipated, revealing a mountain top!
On the top of the mountain, Fan Yuheng, the master of Fujian Mountain, and a person from Qixia Mountain who looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl showed up.

Wang Du, the head of the Wang family, frowned, and lightning flashed in his eyes.

Gu Yangzi bowed to the two of them but said nothing.

The green-clothed swordsman also saluted to the Qixia Mountain Man.

"Two mountain masters." Xie Maoxing's tall crown shone brightly and he asked, "Why are you here?"

Fan Yuheng smiled bitterly and remained silent.

The Qixia Mountain Man had a resolute expression on his face, shook his head and said, "This vast world of Dayu is mostly controlled by the Six Clans and many other noble families. Why would we need to kill people like Chen Shuijun and Chen Zhian just for a Dao Fruit?"

"There are many disasters in the world. If Chen Shuijun can control the four seasons, it will be of great benefit not only to Dayu, but also to the whole world."

There was an air of aura flowing around Fan Yuheng, and his eyes met with Chen Zhian, who was still a little surprised.

Lu Qinghe said, "It is great to be in charge of the four seasons, but since the beginning of history, only Taizu Daxi has conquered the cicada demon... If we count the thousands of years, there are only two or three people who have mastered the four seasons.

Some of them died, while others were bewitched by the cicada demon and brought disaster to the world!
"My two mountain masters, how can you be sure that Chen Shuijun can control the four seasons and not be bewitched by the cicada demon?"

"Moreover... the Dao Fruit is too great, so it must choose a master. If Dayu doesn't pick it, it will be picked by powerful people from other countries one day."

When he said this, his eyes gradually turned cold. "Two mountain masters, please leave. Even if you two were here, the outcome of this matter would not change. Instead, it would become a disaster for you two."

Fan Yuheng and Hermit Qixia looked up and around, and saw the great supernatural powers in the sky, many magical arts of creation, and the three family heads with majestic auras.

Fan Yuheng felt the sword energy on his sword, his spiritual power flowing, and he was still speculating in his heart.

"Chen Shuijun has a fourth sword and controls four sword hearts. He will definitely be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with destiny... If we can stop these people for forty or fifty breaths, maybe he can take the Dao Fruit with him."

"Forty or fifty breaths...how can that be easy!" A gleam of light flashed in Fan Yuheng's eyes. He knew that the power in the dragon vein was trapping Sect Master Daoxuan, Gu Yangzi, and the green-clothed swordsman.

But even so, there are still five creators here.

Three of them, even the heads of the six families, have stronger cultivation than him.

He pondered in his heart and looked at Chen Shuijun.

Chen Shuijun bowed to the two of them, and Fan Yuheng finally sighed: "I hope Prime Minister Song is right, and I hope that Chen Shuijun can really be in charge of the four seasons in the future."

A ray of sword energy burst out from the sword behind him.

The sword...is unsheathed!
In an instant, clouds rose up and sword energy floated!

The Taoist robe of Qixia Mountain Hermit moved with the clouds. She saluted to everyone, but her eyes were unusually firm.

Wang Du frowned even deeper, he walked slowly forward, and thunder exploded in the sky!

"You two..."

"Even the heavens of destiny have strong and weak. The two of you... can't stop me alone."

The head of the Wang family strode forward, and with one step he walked through several miles of void. The blood and energy in his body surged, roaring loudly, and his strong aura covered the sky and the sun!

Qixia Shanren and Fan Yuheng frowned at the same time, sensing the terrifying aura of the head of the Wang family!
One... is still like this.

How can we stop the five creators from attacking together?

"We two were entrusted by Prime Minister Song to do our best."

"Once I attack you, please try your best to escape. Only if you survive can you achieve enlightenment."

Fan Yuheng's voice reached Chen Shuijun's ears.

Chen Shuijun saluted the two again. He sensed the gradually weakening dragon vein fluctuations, but his eyes fell on the sword and asked Chen Zhian: "What is the name of this sword?"

Chen Zhian was just surprised by the Wang family's patriarch's bloody energy that was like the scorching sun. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "It's too late to name him yet."

"You sent this sword here, so give it a name."

Chen Zhian thought for a few moments and said, "It will become the first of the four seasons, the beginning of heaven and earth, which is the beginning of spring. How about that?"

"Okay." Chen Shuijun's eyes became more and more serious, and he took another deep look at the thatched cottage.

In the thatched cottage, Li Yinxi was still sleeping soundly.

Chen Zhian remained silent, with some reluctance in his eyes.

Chen Shuijun smiled at him, reached out his hand, and grasped the sword [Early Spring]!
The world changed in the blink of an eye!
The first one to make a move was Wang Du, whose blood was as fierce as the scorching sun and thunder.

He took a step forward, and his blood energy covered an area of a hundred miles, with thunder rumbling between heaven and earth.

I saw golden light emanating from his body, and the sea of clouds was rising with his breath. His body became extremely tall, like a giant.

He stretched out his big hands, and there were countless hidden acupoints in his arms emitting thick blood energy, and he pressed down hard!
Boom! |
A terrifying explosion sounded, and Fan Yuheng's sword heart began to buzz in the clouds, while the famous sword behind him flew out.

As the sword was unsheathed, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened. A hundred feet of brilliant sword energy split the clouds, split the sky full of flames, and even cut numerous ravines on the surrounding mountains!
The sword energy collided with the thick blood energy, and the world suddenly turned pale.

The terrible impact spread out in all directions, only a hundred miles away.

Fan Yuheng's face turned pale in an instant, but Wang Du remained calm and continued to move forward.

He stepped into the void, causing severe energy storms. The surrounding energy condensed into invisible mountains and rivers of blood, as if he wanted to suppress everything around him.

The power of the head of the Wang family is so fierce that it is astonishing!
But at this moment, he was not the only one who took action in this world!
Lu Qinghe sat upright in the void, his long sleeves fluttering in the air, transforming into a huge curtain covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Xie Maoxing's sword energy is vigorous and mysterious.

The famous spear in Li Chaoshan's hand shone brightly. Pei Xiwen snapped her fingers, and the sword on her waist instantly split apart and turned into twenty-four flying swords!
When a strong person takes action, it is no different from a natural disaster.

However, these people from the six surnames of Dayu were even more powerful than Fan Yuheng and the people of Qixia Mountain thought.

The Qixia Mountain Man waved his whisk lightly, and a mountain appeared and disappeared behind him. Spiritual energy was steaming and clouds were floating in the mountain, as if it contained all kinds of Taoist truths.

That is the reflection of Mount Qixia.

Qixia Mountain seems to have been born with the people of Qixia Mountain. Qixia Mountain has almost become a substance, stretching across the snow-capped mountains!
But no matter how powerful the Qixiashan man is, how can he stop so many people?
When a cold light came from afar, twenty-four flying swords flashed brilliantly, cutting off the twelve surrounding peaks and also cutting off the reflection of Mount Qixia.

It was at this moment.

That day, a huge formation appeared in the sky and locked the Snow Cliff Mountain.

"Chen Shuijun, do you still want to exchange your life for another's?"

Xie Maoxing's voice rumbled, and the formation came down straight, as if it would make him immortal!
And all this happened in just a moment.

All kinds of strange visions were entangled in Wang Du’s fists, as if a golden crow was flapping its wings, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

He moved forward, and Fan Yuheng's sword energy fell on his terrifying body and turned into nothingness.

"This Wang Du has already cultivated into a Golden Crow body. It is almost impossible to stop him."

Fan Yuheng gritted his teeth, and the Qixia Mountain Road in the distance collapsed with a loud bang.

Li Chaoshan held a spear in his hand and thrust it out. The tip of the spear emitted all kinds of afterimages and sparks, as if it was going to pierce through the void.

The helplessness on Fan Yuheng's face deepened, and his divine aura swept across and landed on the Snow Cliff Mountain.

However, on the Snow Cliff Mountain, Chen Shuijun holding a sword did not leave, but looked down at Chen Zhian in front of the table.

Chen Zhian held the branch of red beans in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Fan Yuheng's thoughts raced, and he felt anxious. He felt that Wang Du's aura was getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer stop him.

At this extremely urgent moment...

But then I saw it again... In the distance between heaven and earth, a ray of light suddenly burst out, and four long swords flew out from the void. These four long swords were different, and the sword bodies reflected four strange images: a giant snake, a white tiger, a Kui cow, and a giant ape.

However, in an extremely brief moment, four long swords broke through the void, attracted thunder in the sky, and burst out with bright white sword energy.

Zheng!
There was a crackling sound.

Hundreds of mountains and rivers shook.

Wang Du's terrifying body finally stopped. The fierce blood energy around him was cut off by the four long swords. The circling golden crow turned into a sky full of brilliance and dissipated.

Wang Du's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked up.

But in the distant sky, there was a swordsman in white clothes and wearing a conical hat standing tall, but his face could not be seen clearly.

The long wind blew on her, making her white clothes flutter.

The hundred-foot sword light circled around his body, and the four long swords flew away again and landed on his shoulders!
"Wenren Zhixian!"

Wang Du frowned, and the blood and energy of the battlefield within a hundred miles surged back. His aura also spread out again, and wherever it passed, rocks fell and all the grass and trees in the forest died!

With such fighting between these people, the area within a radius of hundreds of miles has become a battlefield.

When Fan Yuheng and Qixia Shanren saw the visitor, their eyes relaxed a little.

"Fellow Daoist, don't hesitate..." The divine aura of the Lord of Floating Sword Mountain flowed and fell into Chen Shuijun's ears.

But at this moment Chen Shuijun was frowning and looking at Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian held the branch of red beans with some surprise in his eyes, watching the fragrance of the red beans become more and more intense.

Chen Shuijun originally planned to escape far away with Li Yinxi.

But when Chen Zhian held the red beans in his hand and sensed the changes in the red beans, Chen Shuijun's eyes suddenly changed.

His divine aura flowed over an area of hundreds of miles.

I just felt that this vast place was filled with so much murderous intent. Even if I could escape from this place filled with murderous intent, there would still be many people coveting it...

"Rather than this..."

The [Early Spring] in Chen Shuijun's hand was shining brightly. The spring breeze blew on the sword, and the green sword light flowed, as if it could revive the mountains.

"It's better to just do it casually."

Chen Shuijun looked up.

Lu Qinghe and Li Chaoshan have already broken through the reflection of Mount Qixia and arrived at the Snow Cliff Mountain.

Lu Qinghe was wearing a fluttering gray robe and had a thin and calm face, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Shuijun and Chen Zhian with clear murderous intent.

In his opinion, the father and son of the Chen family each had their own opportunities, and now was the best time to wipe them out.

Lu Qinghe tapped the air lightly, and another large formation rose up slowly. In the formation, a bronze coffin was faintly visible, which was the core of the formation.

The huge formation covered Snow Cliff Mountain, which made a loud rumbling sound.

Li Chaoshan's attack was even simpler and more direct. He thrust his ordinary-looking spear out casually, with spiritual energy swirling on the tip of the spear, as if it had turned into a devouring vortex, ready to swallow up the entire Snow Cliff Mountain!
Wenren Zhixian stopped Wang Du, who had the strongest combat power.

Fan Yuheng temporarily blocked the sword energy of the injured Xie Maoxing.

The reflection of Mount Qixia reappeared, locking Pei Xiwen's twenty-four long swords.

But Lu Qinghe and Li Chaoshan had already broken through numerous obstacles, and came with a large formation and terrifying magic to kill!

The entire Snow Cliff Mountain was shaking.

"Chen Shuijun, you can't escape from these southwestern mountains."

Lu Qinghe's voice seemed to come from the underworld, cold and murderous!

Chen Zhian seemed not to hear anything at this time and was still looking at the red beans in his hand.

Chen Shuijun's mind was in high spirits, and his thoughts flowed like clouds.

"The two of you are the Gods of Fortune, and Lu Qinghe has already reached perfection."

There was no fear in Chen Shuijun's eyes. He had a divine aura and took one last look at Li Yinxi and then at Chen Zhian.

"But...who said I wanted to escape?"

Chen Shuijun patted her waist lightly.

Zhu Xia, Qiu Zang and Xuan Dong suddenly each turned into a stream of light and flew away.

In an instant, the mountains began to tremble even more violently.

It seemed as if there was another scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly across the world!

The rain poured down in torrents, but it also contained a lot of sword energy.

The frosty and cold light has frozen dozens of mountain peaks, and the rushing sea of clouds seems to be frozen.

The sound of cicadas is everywhere.

Chen Shuijun's sword light is perfect, omnipresent, and in harmony with the world!
The void was shrouded in the omnipresent sword light.

Li Chaoshan's spear, which could pierce through mountains and devour all living things on the mountain, was first blocked by the sword energy. The clanging sound continued, and the spiritual energy that escaped scattered and fell into the mountains, accompanied by an astonishing roar.

It was like the earth's veins thundering and the earth dragons turning over!
Smoke and dust rose up and clouds scattered.

And from the smoke, clouds, heavy rain, and sword energy, Chen Shuijun has already stepped forward. He walked with firm steps towards the great formation in the sky!

There was a wheel of four seasons spinning under his feet. Every time he took a step, a lot of sword energy burst out. The sword energy flowed as if it could suppress these hundred thousand mountains!
At that moment, a spring breeze blew in the air, and all kinds of mysteries flowed from Chen Shuijun's new [Early Spring] sword.

Xie Maoxing, who was blocked by the Qixia Mountain people, raised his head...

"Another Kenshin!"

The sword energy became stronger and stronger, and Chen Shuijun soared straight into the clouds. When he held the long sword in his hand, he stabbed forward!
The long sword is like the wind, and the sword energy emanates from the blade, just like the flowing spring breeze.

The sword light went straight out for twenty or thirty miles, bringing about a revival of life!
Lu Qinghe lowered his head, and when his great formation of good fortune made a roaring sound and when his spiritual energy collapsed, his eyes finally changed drastically!

"What kind of sword energy is this?"

The sword energy and vitality merged into one. With every inch of space passed, the sword energy became more and more intense and dense. His extremely terrifying formation of good fortune collapsed.

Li Chaoshan's figure flashed, and the nine-fold celestial power condensed on the blade of his spear, causing the heaven and earth within a hundred miles to tremble!
The spear swept across, and wherever the spiritual energy passed, mountains and rivers were shattered, streams evaporated, and the spear blade went straight for Chen Shuijun's throat.

Chen Shuijun condensed his fingers into sword fingers, pointing at the spear, but he took a step back.

A painting has covered the world without anyone noticing.

Li Chaoshan and Lu Qinghe all fell into the painting.

The most precious treasure is the whale riding one.

【Picture of cicadas chirping and flourishing. 】

Zhu Xia's sword, shining with the radiance of the sun, swept across the void and blocked the spear.

Qiu Zang and Xuan Dong flew straight away, the sky and the earth seemed to be frozen, thunder fell from the sky, heavy snow fell, and all things withered.

【Thunder! 】

【Everything withers! 】

【Frost Sword Qi! 】

……

Chen Shuijun used many magical powers effortlessly, and the wheel of four seasons kept spinning under his feet.

Lu Qinghe is the current head of the Shangyuan Lu family!
Li Chaoshan is a talented person of the Taizhuo Li family!

But now, Chen Shuijun holds four swords, the sword hearts complement each other, and all things in the world provide Chen Shuijun with an endless supply of spiritual energy.

As the sword energy flew, Lu Qinghe's formation was broken and Li Chaoshan's spear trembled.

The two looked solemn.

Only Chen Shuijun came forward in long flowing robes.

"It's just a long sword, why did Chen Shuijun become so powerful?" Someone speculated from the divine aura hidden in the darkness.

Until the four long swords were suspended in the air, shining with sword light.

The power of the dragon vein melted away, and the Daoxuan Sect Master looked at Chen Shuijun again, as if he finally understood something...

"It seems like there are four kinds of swordsmanship, but in fact there is only one."

"Chen Shuijun's Cicada Demon has not yet reached perfection, but he has already reached such a realm."

"His sword heart has been perfected. From now on, all sword practitioners in the world have a mountain to climb before their eyes."

Rumble!
His divine aura descended, and a roar occurred at the foot of the snowy cliff.

A jade stick flew out from the constantly swinging black jade stick tube.

The jade stick emitted light, and the light penetrated the void, as if something in the void was broken.

Sect Master Daoxuan looked at Gu Yangzi who was not far away.

"I will support the mighty power of the dragon vein...you can go with Lu Qinghe and Li Chaoshan."

He finished speaking.

Gu Yangzi moved the whisk in his hand slightly, and thousands of silk threads spread across the void, just like the sun's rays.

In an instant, as thousands of silk threads contracted, Gu Yangzi had already stepped into the void and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Lu Qinghe frowned.

As the head of the Shangyuan Lu family, he had to work together with the other two cultivators today to kill Chen Shuijun.

This made him feel a little ashamed.

But after the shame, there is an even stronger murderous intent.

His wide sleeves covered the sky and the sun, and another large formation appeared instantly.

Li Chaoshan's spear was like a celestial dragon, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the area of a hundred miles turned into a whirlpool.

Gu Yangzi's whisk spread all over the world, and there was a golden light between heaven and earth.

When Fan Yuheng saw this scene, the worry in his eyes calmed down.

In just a few days, Chen Shuijun went from being invincible in the realm of good fortune, to having a sword in his hand that was powerful enough to exchange his life for another's and shock good fortune, to having perfected his sword heart and being able to fight two people at once without losing the upper hand.

All these things prove that Chen Shuijun is extraordinary...

But no matter how extraordinary you are, there is always a limit.

The four seasons cicada has not yet come to an end, and Chen Shuijun is fighting one against three. Even if he dies today, his name and his sword energy will be recorded in the history books for a long time!
"But...why don't you run away?"

Fan Yuheng felt it was a pity: "If I escape, even if I have to face endless pursuit, I will always have a chance to survive."

"Now, isn't he sending himself to death?"

Fan Yuheng's sword energy flowed like clouds, covering the sky and the sun, merging with the surrounding sea of clouds.

Chen Zhian held the red beans in his hand. With his level of cultivation, he could not see the fight in the sky clearly. Only the endless roar exploded in his ears.

He was also a little worried. After thinking for a while, he shouted loudly: "Dad, if it really doesn't work, just run away first..."

Before Chen Zhian finished speaking, Chen Shuijun stepped out from the sky in the pouring rain, holding Chunchu in his hand.

He saw Gu Yangzi coming in person, without hearing what Chen Zhian said, and a smile appeared on his face at some point.

"My cultivation is not enough to fight three people alone." Chen Shuijun's spiritual energy flowed, but then flowed into the void.

In the blink of an eye, the clouds in the sky suddenly became darker, and the storm came again.

The towering Whale Riding Monument appeared.

The four seasons wheel was spinning under Chen Shuijun's feet, and strong winds, heavy rains and heavy snow each had their own sword energy flowing, temporarily stopping the three creators.

And from the Whale Riding Monument, light shone again, condensing into two natural incarnations of the Tao!
"What does Chen Shuijun want to do?"

"He wants to climb to the top of the Whale Riding Monument!"

Xie Maoxing, Lu Qinghe, and even Wang Du who was stopped by Wenren Zhixian, all clearly realized Chen Shuijun's intention!

One against two incarnations of gods!
Climb to the top!

Riding the Whale Monument!
However, it is not easy to defeat the second-class celestial god on the Riding Whale Monument.
However, in a very short period of time, the light shone down and turned into an imperial throne. On the throne, there was a golden figure with a golden horse and a golden sword sitting on the throne, just like a peerless emperor.

Not far from the imperial throne, golden light emerged, and a chariot appeared, burning with golden flames.

On the chariot, a tall general with an aura like the stars in the sky stood in armor.

Chen Shuijun pointed, and Xuan Dong, with its heavy snow and sword energy that froze thousands of miles, shattered Zhong Gu Yangzi's thousands of golden threads that looked like rays of light in the void.

The roulette wheel under my feet was spinning faster and faster.

In the painting of cicadas chirping and withering flowers, he became extremely young, with a gleam in his eyes.

Lu Qinghe, Li Chaoshan and Gu Yangzi suddenly sensed something and retreated hastily!

At this moment, Chen Shuijun snapped his fingers, and the great magical power of [Four Seasons Return to the Abyss] blossomed.

All four seasons move together!

The world is changing!

Chen Shuijun's spiritual energy moved, and four sword beams pierced through the void, pulling unimaginable sword energy down and falling into the Four Seasons Guixu magical power!

boom! boom! boom!
The sky and earth exploded!

The Four Seasons Return Abyss, along with all the sword energy, suddenly exploded!
Spiritual energy flowed in all directions, several mountains collapsed, and cracks appeared deep in the earth, as if it was the end of the world.

The king on the throne and the general on the chariot had just gathered their bodies and appeared, but were swallowed up by this terrifying power in an instant.

Chen Shuijun was dying.

But the Whale Riding Monument in the sky was shining brightly.

On the Daqian Observatory, Shang Zhuqi, the Lord of the Ten Dragons, slowly lowered his hands which were originally behind his back and frowned.

The slender sword on the waist of Wang Xuanzhang, the Sword Official of Jianxu, kept trembling, and the sword light on the sword weakened a little.

And their names were moved down one level from the Riding Whale Monument.

The name of Chen Shuijun reaches the top at this moment!
He then became the first one on the Riding Whale Monument.

The fierce spiritual energy from the Tao poured into Chen Shuijun's painting of the cicada's cry and withering growth, and all kinds of information flooded into his mind.

Chen Shuijun looked pale and coughed a few times.

Lu Qinghe, Li Chaoshan and Gu Yangzi have made a comeback.

"His true energy is exhausted, it's time!" Gu Yangzi's eyes were filled with righteousness and his killing was earth-shaking.

Lu Qinghe and Li Chaoshan have magical powers that are high in the sky.

Today, they want to kill the first person on the Whale Riding Monument.

Taking advantage of the time when he detonates his great magical power and his true energy is exhausted.

But Chen Shuijun, who was standing in the void, looked up at this moment.

The unparalleled spiritual energy seemed to change the picture of cicadas chirping and flourishing behind him.

The picture expanded and covered an area of five hundred miles.

At this moment, Chen Shuijun's spirit moved slightly.

In the painting, the sound of cicadas can be heard.

As the spring breeze blows, all things begin to rotate and then revive.

The paleness on Chen Shuijun's face instantly turned rosy, and the true energy in his body suddenly became endless.

He waved his long sleeves gently!
Four long swords came through the air, bringing with them the mysteries of the four seasons and a new kind of magical power, and fell into Chen Shuijun's hands.

The picture of cicadas chirping and withered flowers seems as if someone has added a stroke of paint.

In this picture, the four swords are incredibly combined into one, forming a silver sword.

Chen Shuijun held the sword and swept it at will!

Sonorous!

The spear that distorted the void of a hundred miles was swept away by him, and Li Chaoshan flew backwards.

There was a whistling sound in one of Chen Shuijun's hands. He then clenched the silk threads in the sky and pulled them suddenly. The whisk in the hand of Gu Yangzi, who was already very old in the picture of withering and flourishing, was pulled by Chen Shuijun.

The silk thread was swung violently, and the whisk was like a falling star, smashing onto the formation in the sky.

Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions were heard, and the great formation of good fortune collapsed.

At this moment, Chen Shuijun appeared behind Gu Yangzi without knowing when.

The brand new long sword stabbed!
It pierced into Gu Yangzi's chest, and it had a sense of withering and flourishing, taking away Gu Yangzi's vitality.

There was still deep surprise on Gu Yangzi's face, and his eyes gradually dimmed...

Heaven and earth are silent.

Lu Qinghe and Li Chaoshan had ugly faces and frightened eyes.

Not only them, Wang Du and Pei Xiwen had also retreated hundreds of miles away, and the green-clothed swordsman holding the knife was rejoicing!
Chen Shuijun picked up the remaining soul of Gu Yangzi and threw it to Chen Zhian casually.

The monks of creation are not immortal, and are definitely not indestructible.

Only when a cultivator with good fortune dies will the rest of the cultivators become afraid.

Chen Shuijun took a deep breath, and the picture of cicadas' chirping and flourishing continued to expand, covering an area of a thousand miles.

And the rumbling sound of the dragon vein under the Snow Cliff Mountain eventually dissipated.

ps: This chapter is 9k in length, and there will probably be no more today as the author’s wife is not home tonight and I have to look after the kids.

There are too many characters in this plot, and the author can't finish this part in one chapter while taking so many characters into consideration. But it should be done tomorrow. After finishing this part, the next plot will start the Baiyujing line, and the Lord of Baiyujing should be brought out as soon as possible. In fact, the author is more anxious than you, but unfortunately he can't finish it in one day.

Let’s wait and see tomorrow, bosses!

(End of this chapter)