The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 52 The Future Three
"I have a sword, may I ask for your longevity?"

Qingyu stroked the sword and directly performed his secret technique.

I saw a light green sword light flashing, as if even the years were called back to life, and thousands of corpses emerged.

The entire starry sky was littered with corpses and instantly turned into a Shura field.

They were all people who had died under this sword in the past. Now they all appeared in reality. It was unknown how many there were, and they were accompanied by bloody storms, and the howling of ghosts.

The scene was so horrifying that even the surrounding meteorites were shaken, affected by the strong murderous intent.

Only after drinking the blood of millions of lives can one dare to ask for immortality. The tip of this sword is extremely terrifying.

Morality frowns on this and takes it seriously.

Yin and Yang energies flowed in his hands, and then slowly evolved into a flawless Tai Chi shape.

Tai Chi is the beginning of shape change. Movement creates Yang, and stillness creates Yin. One movement and one stillness, they differentiate into two opposites.

A blazing divine light burst out, and the sword energy and the Tai Chi diagram collided with each other. The power of life and the power of death were madly entangled, and it was terrifying.

……

The duel between two supreme geniuses who can be called the most respected among saints is a rare battle.

The commotion was so loud that it immediately attracted the attention of several nearby life stars, and many saints from various sects came to the starry sky to watch the battle.

"That's morality? Who is he fighting against?" a saint asked puzzledly.

"It seems to be... Qingyu, my God, how come this God of Death reappeared in the world?"

At this time, the other person suddenly recognized Qingyu, and rubbed his eyes as if he didn't believe it, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Look at that fierce sword, it's really him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused the other saints to exclaim in surprise.

Qingyu's reputation has always been there, or rather, his reputation for killing.

Basically all the geniuses in the world who have cultivated to the saint level will be killed by him, and the result will be tragic. Except for a few who are lucky enough to survive, the rest will all become dead souls under his sword.

This ruthless and merciless style has always been criticized, but behind him stands the penalty area.

As long as the two supreme Heavenly Lords have not appeared in the world, all sects dare not speak out in anger.

Why is Fairy Wu Liang of the Xiyan Sect so famous? Isn’t it because she is a rare person who can fight with Qingyu?

Even though he was defeated twice, he is still remembered by many monks.

There has long been a rumor in the cultivation world that if one does not want to be targeted by Qingyu, one must either cultivate to the Saint King realm early or seal oneself off and avoid this killer.

At this moment, Daode, who had always been looked down upon, was able to fight with Qingyu. This scene stunned everyone.

"Didn't they say that Daode was trapped and died in the realm of saints? Could it be that the rumor is false?"

"We all greatly underestimated him."

"As fellow saints, I'm afraid we'll be strangled to pieces once we enter."

Several saints looked at each other, only to see the sword energy in the sky fighting against a Tai Chi diagram. They could feel their scalps tingling even from a distance.

……

Om!

The Tai Chi diagram continued to rotate, destroying all the terrifying sword energy that was attacking.

Qingyu and Daode collided again, faster than two lightning bolts.

Morality takes the initiative to make a handprint, and order interweaves into laws, which is dazzling.

The sky trembles and the earth shakes; earth, wind, water and fire all appear; the two yin and yang give rise to the four images. This is a further evolution.

Qingyu had no expression on his face. He swung his sword straight down, splitting the earth, wind, water and fire.

boom!
The two men retreated again, neither gaining an advantage, and they seemed evenly matched.

But only two of them knew that Morality was actually at a disadvantage, as he was not good at head-on confrontations.

Qingyu was famous for his killing skills, and he had killed countless geniuses with his Changsheng Sword.

To be able to reach this point is extremely amazing.

Qingyu performed another secret method, and the long sword seemed to pierce through the void, directly through the Tai Chi diagram, and stabbed towards Daode himself.

For a moment, the Yin fish and the Yang fish were very unstable and trembling slightly. Then, the Tai Chi diagram slowly exploded.

"Do you have any other means?" Qingyu whispered, and the cold sword light was merciless.

"Brother Qingyu, how do you know I don't have it?"

Daode replied calmly, without any sign of panic.

A sky full of avenue runes jumped out from his hands and gathered into a mysterious fairy light.

Sometimes it is as bright as the sun and the moon, and sometimes it is as brilliant as the scorching sun. It is unpredictable and if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of thunder roaring inside.

clang clang...

A terrifying tremor sounded, as if millions of heavenly swords were colliding. The power was far beyond the imagination of ordinary saints.

Qingyu vomited blood and flew backwards with a look of disbelief on his face.

Just now he only felt a strange force attacking him, like the power of thunder, and possessing the holy power of magnetic field. It appeared and disappeared mysteriously and was hard to guard against.

Whether it was corpses flying all over the sky or bloody rain, the terrifying visions derived from the Sword of Immortality were all wiped out.

This is not the natural law of morality.

"Have you learned the Eternal Tribulation Immortal Light?"

Qingyu's eyes paused, and in an instant he remembered the terrifying forbidden technique passed down by Yongjie Tianzun more than two thousand years ago.

The Heavenly Venerable once said that this method does not require the practice of Eternal Tribulation Heavenly Art, and one can perform it as long as one understands its true meaning.

But more than two thousand years have passed, and no one has ever succeeded.

At this moment, morality is actually put into practice.

"Brother Qingyu's sword was too murderous. I was only able to resist it by luck by using the supreme forbidden method of the Heavenly Venerable." Daode said modestly.

"Very good, you are much stronger than that woman. This is the opponent I want."

Qingyu licked the blood on his lips and stood up again. The aura on his body suddenly became much stronger, even more terrifying than that of an ordinary Saint King.

Seeing this, Daode became even more troubled.

This fellow looks like a banished immortal, but he is actually an absolute killer. He is delighted to see prey, and his combat power at the moment is even higher than his.

There's some trouble now!
Daode took another veiled look at the giant island floating in the distant star field and made a plan in his mind.

"Daode, aren't you going to show your true strength? You are the one I value most, don't even think about using Tianzun's dojo to get rid of me."

Qingyu's face was stern, like a peerless killing god, and the chains on his body kept making noises.

If you look closely, you will see that there is a light blue chain of order in every pore, rustling and vibrating.

He walked towards them step by step, and the sword of immortality in his hand suddenly emitted a cold light, and his aura became many times stronger than before.

"If I want to leave, Brother Qingyu should not be able to stop me." Daode said in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Qingyu stroked the sword with her hand and said nonchalantly: "Then I can keep chasing you, just like before. Even if you enter the Burial Heaven Island, it won't change the ending."

What a killer!

At this moment, morality felt a tremendous pressure.

Just when he was considering giving it a try, a voice suddenly rang out, mixed with a hint of thunder.

"Oh, really?"

At this moment, both Qingyu and Daode felt a faint sense of threat.

A genius who could rival the two of them appeared, and he was also at the saint level.

In the distant starry sky, several saints stared in amazement at the graceful figure that stepped out of the Burial Heaven Island.

"You are... Wu Liang? No, that's not right. You are not her. Who are you?"

Qingyu said in a deep voice that he felt a familiar aura from the other person and immediately thought of the woman from more than a thousand years ago, but the other person was wearing a mask, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

That fluctuation was a bit like the Heavenly Tribulation Skill, but not entirely.

"Could it be the Eternal Tribulation Heavenly Art?"

Thinking of this, Qingyu suddenly became excited, and the Changsheng Sword in his hand also felt something and trembled slightly.

The other party spoke again, and a cold voice came.

"Wu Liang has passed away. My Taoist name is Wuliang."

(End of this chapter)