Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

Time flies like water, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The hidden valley where the four Han Yuyao people were located was completely shrouded in thick chaotic mist. From time to time, sword lights flashed through the chaotic mist, and various sword sounds came and went, some were clear, some were deep, some were brisk, some were melodious, and they were endless. One thing is enough.

The mist of chaos contains endless creation, the sun, moon and stars twinkling, mountains and rivers disappear, true dragons and immortal phoenixes hover, and the heavenly palaces loom…

Any kind of creation vision is composed of countless sword intentions, and the Taoist charm is deep, like a dream.

This chaotic mist is invisibly communicating with the billions of kendo origins at the deepest level of heaven and earth, beating like a heart.

Mu Qingyan, Luo Qianqian and Chen Wenli were all shrouded in this chaotic mist. Their minds were unknowingly brought into the ocean of swordsmanship. Various swordsmanship and charms clearly emerged in their hearts, as if they were expounding. The most primitive swordsmanship in the world.

And this is just the beginning of Han Yuyao’s understanding of the origin of swordsmanship!

When Jiang Chen preached, he mentioned the great principles in the Chaos Sword Sutra, and mixed them with the great principles in the Tao Te Ching, the Heavenly Emperor’s Prison Suppression Sutra, and the Great Void Dao Sutra. They corroborated each other, and Han Yuyao benefited a lot. The momentum is rising all the time.

“brush!”

At a certain moment, the chaotic mist that shrouded the entire valley suddenly shrank, converging towards Han Yuyao in the center like all the currents returning to the sea.

In just a moment, all the chaotic mist that covered the sky disappeared without a trace, and all gathered into the bone at the top of the dragon-shaped spine behind Han Yuyao.

Mu Qingyan and the other three woke up at the same time and subconsciously looked at Han Yuyao.

In their field of vision, the uppermost bone of Han Yuyao’s dragon-shaped spine became almost transparent, filled with a deep and vast chaotic Taoist rhyme. There were hundreds of millions of sword lights flickering, and they were derived from this bone. A crystal clear sword-shaped jade bone.

Seeing this sword-shaped jade bone, Mu Qingyan and the others were stunned with shock.

“The sword-shaped jade bone in Sister Yu’s body is so strange. Could it be that the supreme sword bone that was dug out has grown again?” Luo Qianqian looked at the sword-shaped jade bone in Han Yuyao’s body and murmured to herself almost dreamily. language.

Mu Qingyan’s smart eyes were full of shock, and she whispered: “I have seen records of the Supreme Sword Bone. The aura of this sword-shaped jade bone is not like the Supreme Sword Bone, but it is not weaker than the Supreme Sword Bone.” The bone may be some kind of kendo immortal bone that is rare in ancient times!”

Chen Wenli sighed with emotion: “Jade Fairy was born in the Creation Sword Market. Everyone knows that her physique is absolutely extraordinary, but until now, no one knows what kind of sword physique she has! Now it seems that she is probably not the same as the one in her body. It’s related to the sword-shaped jade bone!”

“Sister Yu’s physique is definitely stronger than the Supreme Sword Body!”

Luo Qianqian said these words with all her heart, she always had a blind trust in Han Yuyao.

Chen Wenli and Mu Qingyan both nodded in agreement. Although they did not know what kind of physique Han Yuyao had, they both believed that her physique was definitely stronger than that of the Hanyue Saint!

They still don’t know yet, but this sword-shaped jade bone is not the kendo immortal bone, but the third chaos sword bone derived from Han Yuyao’s chaos sword body!

At the moment when the Chaos Sword Bone was taking shape, Han Yuyao felt the Chaos Sword Bone in his forehead and sternum. It trembled slightly, and then Han Yuyao subconsciously took away all the breath and fell silent again. .

At this moment, Han Yuyao’s flawless sword mind naturally emerged with a great magical power of swordsmanship: One thought can create all the worlds.

One thought can create all kinds of worlds: One thought can give birth to all kinds of worlds of swordsmanship. Each world of swordsmanship has a complete world of heaven and earth composed of billions of swordsmanship. Ten thousand worlds are born and have infinite power. If all realms can be unified, the supreme power of creation can be reproduced, and the lethality can be increased hundreds of times.

This is an offensive type of swordsmanship!

Han Yuyao’s three Chaos Sword Bones have different magical powers with different emphasis. Zhu Tian Wudao focuses on cracking, Jian Ming Eternal focuses on rhythm attack and death, and Yi Nian Wan Jie Sheng focuses on creation and explosion!

The deeper one’s attainment in swordsmanship is, the stronger the power of a single thought will be.

If you practice to the extreme, you can turn the imaginary into the real, and a single thought can give birth to all kinds of real worlds!

This was Han Yuyao’s great magical sword power that was accompanied by the Chaos Sword Bone. She quickly mastered it completely, and the boundless sword intent broke through the shackles in her body.

“Buzz!”

A huge wave of momentum suddenly spread out from Han Yuyao’s body, her internal organs were shining brightly, and the billowing sword intent shot straight into the sky. The sharp aura made Mu Qingyan and the three of them feel a strong sense of suffocation, as if they were going to die in the next quarter of an hour. His body exploded under the pressure of this breath and died.

The realm of the emperor!

Han Yuyao not only evolved the third

A piece of chaos sword bone, and he broke through to the realm of the emperor in one fell swoop, which can be said to be a huge gain.

“brush!”

Han Yuyao opened her eyes, and there were two sharp sword lights flashing through her eyes, silently gathering away the sharp aura as if a fairy sword was born.

Mu Qingyan and the other three were able to breathe. A look of horror flashed in their eyes.

They are all emperors, but the aura that Han Yuyao inadvertently exudes is enough to crush them!

They are also emperors, but they are like ants facing a giant dragon in front of Han Yuyao!

He is worthy of being the genius of swordsmanship that dominates the ages!

They were all secretly grateful to be able to become followers of such an eternal talent.

Chen Wenli had the most stable temperament. He quickly suppressed the shock in his heart, cupped his hands and congratulated: “Congratulations to Fairy Jade for setting foot in the Imperial Realm!”

Mu Qingyan and the others came to their senses and congratulated Han Yuyao together: “Congratulations to Sister Yu on becoming the emperor!”

“I’m not the only one who’s improving, the three of you are making good progress!”

Han Yuyao waved her hand indifferently, and she could naturally see that the auras of Mu Qingyan and the three of them were much calmer than before.

Mu Qingyan’s eyes were bright and she said in a cheerful tone: “This is all a gift from Sister Yu. We all unknowingly immersed ourselves in the charm of Sister Yu’s enlightenment and escape, and only then were we able to settle down our own Dao. Follow Yu Compared to my sister, she is nothing worth mentioning!”

Luo Qianqian said firmly: “I always believe that Sister Yu will win!”

Chen Wenli looked around with a somewhat serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: “Fairy Jade, I got news from other fellow Taoists in the Creation Sword Ruins that the Eastern Wasteland Dragon Clan and other forces want to intercept us before we enter the Hanyue Holy Dynasty. Many of our Lords have already arrived in front of the Yunluo Mountains!”

“Because we have been dormant here for two months, they were unable to wait for us at the front. In recent days, they have been searching for our traces throughout the Yunluo Mountains!”

“To be on the safe side, we’d better find a way to avoid them and enter the Hanyue Holy Land first!”

A sharp sword light flashed in Han Yuyao’s eyes, and she said in a cold tone: “Why avoid them? These old guys have been chasing us for so long, now it’s time to settle the score with them!”

Mu Qingyan’s eyes flashed and she said eagerly: “That’s good! We just need a big battle to test the gains of this enlightenment, but we’re afraid they won’t come!”

“It’s just a fight!” Luo Qianqian’s voice was full of solemnity.

Chen Wenli nodded and said: “In that case, then use their blood to sharpen the sword!”

Han Yuyao touched Wuxia Jianxin and reflected all the auras around her in her heart. She looked toward the northeast and said coldly: “Let’s go! Go meet them!”