Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 757 Demon Lord
In a confined space.

I saw that the area here was only a few miles in radius.

At the edge of the space, there were layers of white light curtains, emitting a terrifying spiritual pressure that would make even a Nascent Soul cultivator feel palpitating.

In the center of this space, a middle-aged man in a blue-white gown was sitting leisurely on a stone chair.

His long hair was half-tied up with a green jade crown, and the rest of his hair fell on his shoulders like ink. His face was handsome and elegant, and he had a strong scholarly air, as if he was a wise man who was well-read in poetry and books.

You can see seven thin chains of different colors, inserted into seven acupoints on his hands, feet, chest and back.

A little bit of spiritual light flickered from the chains, then spread outward and disappeared into the void, extending to an unknown place.

This person seemed to be imprisoned here.

But he was leisurely and contented, flipping through an ancient scroll in his hands.

At this moment, he felt something in his heart, put down the ancient scroll in his hand, and looked up to the front.

Then there was a sound like cloth tearing, and a crack suddenly appeared at the front edge.

As a burst of sword energy blasted out, the opening became larger, and then a group of people rushed in.

These are seven monks dressed in black sword robes, with black masks covering their faces and holding cold long swords. They all exude the same murderous aura and are obviously sword cultivators.

And their realm is also extremely high. There are five Jindan cultivators, and the two leaders are one in the middle and early Yuanying stages.

The leader was tall and he was the only one who was not wearing a mask.

His face was handsome, and his eyes exuded a sharp sword intent, like a fierce sword drawn from its sheath. People felt as if their eyes would be stabbed just by looking at him.

The man first slowly looked around the space, then his gaze quickly fixed on the middle-aged man in green.

His sword eyes could not help but reveal joy, and he said in a low voice: "Master Demon, I finally found you."

There was undisguised murderous intent in his words.

The middle-aged man in green shirt smiled indifferently and asked, "I am somewhat familiar with the sword intent on you. You should be Wusheng's disciple, right?"

"Yes, I am Li Cuicheng, the eldest disciple under the tutelage of Wusheng Sword Master." The man said proudly.

The middle-aged man in green clothes sighed: "Do you know that Wusheng was also my eldest disciple back then?"

Li Cuicheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I am here to send the Demon Lord off on his way by order of the Lord Sword Master.

But to show my respect for you, I will give you a decent treatment and please end it yourself."

The middle-aged man in green shirt smiled and said, "Wusheng wants to kill me, but I'm afraid Eclipse Demon Abyss and Thousand Souls Palace won't agree. Isn't he afraid that these sects will cause trouble for him afterwards?"

"Master Sword Master's decision does not require the consent of others." Li Cuicheng said coldly.

The middle-aged man in green clothes smiled faintly: "If Wusheng came here in person, it is indeed possible to take my life, but if it's just you and me, it's still not enough."

Li Cuicheng snorted coldly: "Although you have great magical powers, that was before. Now you have been trapped in this Fengyuan Binding God Formation for hundreds of years. How much strength can you have before?"

After he finished speaking, he released a powerful aura, threw the sword in his hand into the air, and shouted, "Everyone, listen up! Set up the Wusheng Sword Formation!"

The six sword cultivators behind him also threw out their swords, with black light shining from their bodies and their hands making mysterious sword gestures.

The seven dark swords in the air were also trembling violently, and streams of cold black sword energy were released, turning the sky into a dark body of water.

In an instant, these long swords moved, and then suddenly gathered together in the middle, turning into a giant black sword that was more than ten feet long. Runes on it flashed, exuding an extremely sharp sword intent.

"I have long heard that the Demon Lord has superb swordsmanship. Today, we will use this sword of immortality to send the Lord off on his journey."

Li Cuicheng shouted loudly, made a gesture with the sword in his hand, and then pointed forward suddenly.

The huge black sword trembled suddenly, and slashed towards the middle-aged man in green.

But the middle-aged man in green shirt looked calm as usual. He didn't even stand up, but just raised his hand.

The giant sword suddenly stopped several feet above his head. Although it was shaking violently, it could no longer cut down.

Li Cuicheng's pupils suddenly shrank and the sword gesture in his hand changed again.

Suddenly, black sword energy lotuses appeared around the huge black sword, spinning slowly.

At the same time, in this space, the originally green grass and trees instantly turned gray and white, and even some spiritual light flew over from the light curtains at the surrounding edges and merged into these sword energy lotuses.

The power of this sword suddenly increased greatly.

It is the soul-stealing secret of the Sword of Immortality.

The huge black sword slashed down again, only a few inches away from the head of the middle-aged man in green.

Li Cuicheng's mouth curled up. He even felt his blood boiling when he thought that he could actually kill this legendary figure who had been famous in Jiulong Sea for hundreds of years with his own hands.

But at this moment, his face changed drastically.

The middle-aged man in green shirt smiled slightly, and then a special aura rose from him.

As soon as this momentum appeared, he seemed to have become the master of this space.

The huge black sword could no longer cut down and was even shaking violently.

Li Cuicheng's face suddenly changed. At this moment, he felt that the giant sword of immortality was actually showing signs of being out of control.

He immediately cut his wrist with his fingers, and dozens of drops of blood flew out.

The same went for the six subordinates behind him.

These essence and blood turned into blood-red sword-shaped runes and were about to sink into the giant sword of immortality.

But what shocked them was that these blood-colored sword symbols were also frozen in the air, trembling violently, and even had a tendency to get out of control. While Li Cuicheng was shocked, he seemed to have thought of something and said in shock: "This is... Heaven and Earth as Sword! You have actually comprehended the fourth level of sword intent!"

The so-called sword intent refers to the sword practitioner's special understanding of the way of the sword, which transcends the sword technique itself.

Once a sword cultivator comprehends the sword's meaning, his sword technique realm will immediately reach a new level, and the power of his sword technique will also increase dramatically.

This is also what every sword practitioner pursues throughout his life.

In the world of immortal cultivation, sword intent is generally divided into six levels: condensing the sword into intent, the initial ringing of the sword soul, the pure sword heart, the heaven and earth as the sword, the sword domain across the board, and no self and no sword.

Even though there are six levels, which seems like a lot, in reality most sword cultivators may not even be able to comprehend the first level of sword concentration.

Because this requires extremely high talent in swordsmanship and countless life-and-death battles before one can comprehend the meaning of the sword.

The first level of sword intent is so difficult, let alone the subsequent levels of sword intent.

The difficulty of advancement may even be higher than breaking through to a higher level of cultivation.

It can be said that even if one only comprehends the second level of sword intent - the initial ringing of the sword soul, then this sword cultivator is enough to walk sideways among cultivators of the same level.

And sword practitioners who can comprehend the third level of sword intent - pure sword heart - are even rarer.

Even Li Cuicheng, an outstanding swordsman who has already made a name for himself in the Demon Sea Alliance and even in the Nine Dragon Sea, has only just reached the threshold of the third level of sword intent.

As far as he knew, his master, the Wusheng Sword Master, had been in seclusion for decades, trying to break through the fourth level of sword intent - the heaven and earth as a sword.

Now that he saw that the Demon Lord had actually comprehended the fourth level of sword intent, how could he not be shocked and horrified.

At this time, the middle-aged man in green shirt smiled and pointed forward gently with his right hand.

Suddenly, those blood-colored sword symbols changed direction and pointed at the seven people from Li Cuicheng.

The sound of swords whizzing could be heard, and these blood-colored sword symbols flew past, easily piercing through the protective shields of these black-clothed swordsmen, and then pierced their heads.

With a loud bang, the Nascent Soul of another sword cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage suddenly flew out of his body and was about to escape towards the entrance.

But an inconspicuous piece of rubble in front suddenly flashed with gray light and turned into a stone sword, which slashed out directly.

The next moment, the Nascent Soul was split in half from top to bottom.

In just a few breaths, only Li Cuicheng was left among the seven powerful sword masters.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and a faint blood-colored aura was rising from his body.

The blood-colored rune stopped a few inches in front of him, trembling violently, but unable to move forward.

After a few breaths, the sword talisman slowly dissipated.

The middle-aged man in green shirt said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to have reached the third level of sword will and pure sword heart. It's rare."

Li Cuicheng was panting heavily at this time, with sweat pouring down his face. His breath dropped a lot, but he laughed wildly:
"It turns out that you have only comprehended the rudiments of the fourth level of sword intent. You still have a long way to go before you can fully master it. So today is the day you die!"

After saying that, he opened his mouth and spit.

I saw a small blood-red sword flying out, growing larger in the wind to become several feet long.

The sword is extremely narrow and filled with blood.

Li Cuicheng directly cut off three fingers of his left hand, which turned into a ball of blood and sank into the sword.

Suddenly, the sword emitted a bloody light and exuded a powerful and evil aura.

"This is the Blood Evil Yuan Sword bestowed by the Sword Master. The Sword Master's sword intent is sealed inside. Let's see how you can control it!"

Li Cuicheng just shouted wildly, then suddenly pointed at the middle-aged man in green shirt.

Suddenly, the sword flashed with blood and slashed towards the middle-aged man in green clothes.

The middle-aged man in green shirt raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

Then he smiled and stood up suddenly.

At the same time, the two chains that were originally inserted into his right hand and right foot broke into pieces.

The magic power in his body surged wildly, and a terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly rose from him.

He raised his right hand, and the blue lightning in it surged wildly, then turned into a blue lightning sword and shot out suddenly.

There was only an ear-piercing roar of sword sounds, and the tips of the Thunder Sword and the Blood Sword collided in mid-air. Crazy sword intent overflowed, and neither side gave in.

After a moment, the blood-red sword finally broke into pieces.

“How is this possible! How is it possible that the Fengyuan Binding God Formation on your body could be unlocked twice!?” Li Cuicheng shouted frantically.

At this time, the azure lightning sword, which had dimmed a lot, shot towards him.

Li Cuicheng subconsciously reached out to block it.

The next moment, his body paused, and then endless blue sword energy burst out from his body, and his entire body became invisible in the sword energy.

The place returned to peace, and the middle-aged man in green shirt shook his body, his face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and his aura also dropped sharply.

He smiled helplessly at first, then looked towards the entrance of the passage in front with lightning eyes.

Then, a handsome young man in white walked in leisurely.

This person was none other than Yun Jin, or rather Huangfu Ziyue.

(End of this chapter)