Chapter 425 This sword technique is prepared for you, Lü Zu

"Come again!"

Lu Zu shouted in a low voice, turned his palm, and chopped out again.

Billions of sword lights burst out at the same time.

It may be mighty, fierce, cruel, resolute, detached, or ruthless...

Endless sword lights shuttled and leaped through the chaos, colliding and intertwining with each other, forming a world of sword light.

Covering towards Liang Hui.

Liang Hui raised his arm, pulled it back slightly, and then stabbed out at high speed.

In an instant, it had pierced through the void. Wherever it passed, everything was blurred and only the red-gold sword light was flashing.

All visible and invisible things were gathered in the sword light, turning into burning firewood, pushing the sword light one step further beyond its limit.

The next moment, the red-gold sword light had already pierced into the world of infinite sword energy.

Bang bang bang~~~
Countless worlds were instantly penetrated and shattered.

But more worlds were generated in the pure red sword light and covered Liang Hui.

Lu Dongbin looked serious and pressed his arms down.

"Your sword is a little off."

Liang Hui was silent, watching the red-gold sword light that continued to penetrate the world.

Although it is still sharp, bright and dazzling, it is ultimately a little weak.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Liang Hui chuckled.

This was expected. Even if he entered the dreams of billions of living beings, he would learn countless sword techniques and create new ones.

But compared to a swordsman like Lu Dongbin who has lived for billions of years, or even longer, there must be a gap in swordsmanship for him who has practiced for three thousand years.

It's a pity that I can't try my boxing skills. It would be bad if the Buddhists noticed something strange.

but…

"Lü Zu, I have prepared a sword specially for you."

"A sword honed from endless slaughter."

Liang Hui whispered that he had created a sword technique through his confrontation with the blood sea mural, the twin swords of Abi and Yuantu, and the sword art of killing.

He lightly grasped the hilt of the sword and slowly retracted it, ignoring the constantly receding red-gold sword light.

Little sparks of fire appeared out of nowhere, carrying with them an indescribable warmth, and gathered towards the Scarlet Cloud Sword like fireflies.

At the same time, hazy images flickered in the firelight.

There is the warmth of a fox and a snake supporting each other in their growth; there is the kind eyes of an old woman looking at the boy beside her while mending clothes; there is a child walking on the grassland being led by a rough big hand; there is also a wife who is happy after her husband returns...

The pictures are changing and the flames are burning.

In the end, a fox and a snake became peerless demon kings, the young man that the old woman had been thinking about became the Taoist ancestor of the world, the child walking on the grassland became one of the six saints of Guangxi Realm, and the husband who returned became the first emperor of the human race in the Central Realm...

The warmest and most unforgettable light from human hearts, demon hearts, immortal hearts, and even the hearts of all living beings gathers on the sword.

Liang Hui looked up at the endless world that was collapsing, with a gentle expression on his face:
"This sword is called Wanjia Denghuo, please appreciate it!"

As the words floated, he slowly slashed out.

There is no earth-shaking power, no mighty spirit to overthrow everything, and no tyranny of emperors in punishing disobedience. There is only warmth that is not very hot, and assimilation.

The world of sword light dissolved in an instant and turned into warm flames.

Crossing the void, traversing the chaos, with flames, gently brushing across Lu Zu's body.

In an instant, all the noise and clamor caused by the immortal power and sword light turned into silence.

Lü Dongbin slowly sheathed his sword and looked at the young man from afar, his expression filled with memories:
"I saw a serious master, a junior sister who often shared honey, and a senior brother who liked to pretend to be mature."

With every word uttered, a sword mark would appear on the body.

In an instant, thirty slashes pierced through his entire body.

The immortal body is now as thin as paper.

Lu Dongbin seemed to have no feelings, the memories in his eyes slowly faded away, and he stroked his palms:

"I thought that the swordsmanship honed through killing would be more fierce and brutal, but I didn't expect it to be such a sword." "It's really memorable."

The crisp applause echoed throughout the entire sea of ​​​​boundaries.

Lines of blood splattered from the body and scattered across the vast sea.

The soul is being annihilated, the fruit of Tao is disappearing, and Lu Zu is heading towards death.

The Taoist lowered his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the sword:
"My era is in the past. My relatives, friends, and teachers are all in the past. This place has never belonged to me."

With a low groan, the body completely died and turned into dust.

There was only a group of Tao rules floating in place.

Since then, Emperor Chunyang, one of the Six Emperors of Heaven, has fallen.

Liang Hui stretched out his hand, and with a slight move, the Pure Yang Dao Principle floated into his palm.

Putting away the Pure Yang Dao Principle, the young man held the sword in one hand and walked towards the depths of chaos with stumbling steps.

At this point in the fight, he was exhausted and it was time to leave.

As for Xihe, once she has comprehended the Pure Yang Dao of Huode Zhenjun and Lu Zu, she will not be a problem.
Suddenly, a sneer echoed throughout the sea.

Time is blurred at this moment, I don’t know whether it is a moment or tens of millions of years.

boom! ! !
The extremely loud noise shook the sea of ​​​​realm, causing huge waves, and each universe was thrown into the chaos like a drop of water!

A ray of white light cut through the endless dark chaos, illuminating the heavens and penetrating all worlds!

Countless powerful men all looked sideways and saw a ray of white light and, in that ray of white light, an extremely terrifying hand!

"Another being close to the source of the avenue has taken action!"

"Who is it? Who is hunting the Dragon King?"

"Could it be the goddess Xihe who took action?"

The immortals in the Taihuang Realm were whispering and conversing with each other. Such power could only be possessed by beings close to the source of the Great Dao.

Just as the immortals were guessing, a deep voice shook time and space.

"Xihe, I will help you reach the top of Chunyang."

"It's the Emperor of Qinghua of the East! ! "

Liang Hui's eyes were cold as he made his own judgment. The Immortal-Slaying Gourd on his waist was trembling, ready to unleash a devastating blow at any time.

At the same time, a graceful figure stood in the sea of ​​boundaries, her body shrouded in red mist. Three thousand universes were circling around her, and in every universe there were countless gods and demons kneeling and praying.

The woman stretched out her hand and reached forward, blocking the white light.

“Xihe!!!”

"The road is right in front of us, what are you doing?"

A voice mixed with anger and doubt echoed.

The scene in the sea of ​​boundaries also stunned the immortals and caused Liang Hui to stop activating the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

Under Liang Hui's gaze, two palms touched each other in the sea of ​​​​boundary, causing countless waves and blinding the vision of all living beings.

When the waves dissipated, Xihe was left alone standing in the vast sea of ​​boundaries.

Turn around!

Walking towards Liang Hui step by step.

Snapped!
The two were a million miles apart. Xihe stopped and looked at the injured young man.

He stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and a layer of divine light rose up, obscuring the figures of the two people.

Mutual vision.

After a long while, Xihe spoke first:
"You are still the same as always, uncle!"

Liang Hui's eyes were deep, his hands supporting the Taoist sword, he looked at the woman quietly, waiting for her next words.

And his body is tense, ready to attack at any time.

He didn't believe that the strange existence before him would give up his previous practice just because of his unknown identity.

(End of this chapter)