Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 264: Supreme Dao, Sword of the Present World
Mingyu thought that since she had wasted some time on the Avenue of Wood, Chunyang Wuji had already been divided up, but when she arrived at the scene, she saw a bloody massacre.
"Clang clang clang~~"
A divine chain exuding an immortal aura was stained with blood, and endless mysteries of Hun Yuan were engraved on it. A giant raised his arms, grabbed attacked in all directions.
"roar!"
A violent roar came from the long river of the avenue, followed by a Taoist priest with a cloud crown. He grabbed the chain fiercely and swung out several golden lights with his backhand.
A shrill scream echoed endlessly, and the iron chain and a strong arm fell into the river. The waves rolled up and fell down, completely destroying it.
"kill!"
A long river of avenue has no beginning and no end, as if time and space are frozen by it. It flows out from the void, and its irreversible force shatters all obstacles along the way. The chaotic river of avenue becomes even more chaotic because of its appearance.
"Daoyou, you have crossed the line!"
Among the misty clouds, there stood a supreme Taoist. The Taoist's eyelids twitched slightly, and in an instant, the sea of clouds began to ripple, as if golden lamps were lit, and as if billions of golden lotuses were blooming layer by layer. In an instant, the sky and the earth were bright, and all things were clear.
The chaotic river of the avenue was smoothed out in an instant.
"Who are you?!"
It was a question and also a roar . The roar shattered countless golden lamps. An arrow of time hidden in the long river of time, dragging a long torrent of Taoism, shot towards the Supreme Taoist.
"snort!"
The Supreme Taoist snorted softly, and boundless clouds of celebration appeared between heaven and earth. Golden lanterns lit up, and Taoist principles from all directions gathered together like a dragon. Wind and clouds whistled, strange fragrances rose in the air, and there were thousands of auspicious clouds. The mighty power was stacked up one after another, as if it was the will of heaven that had come to the world, and people could not muster the slightest desire to resist.
No matter where the arrow of time is shot from, it cannot hit the Supreme Taoist.
The master of the long river of time had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He tried several times to fight with the Supreme Taoist, but each time he discovered that two other strange forces were interfering, and each one was more terrifying than the other.
"Daoyou, see you someday!"
After saying these harsh words, the master of the river of time turned and left.
"suddenly!"
Sensing someone intruding, the Supreme Taoist turned around. His ethereal and regretless face became more real. Mingyu looked at him closely and saw endless majesty on his face.
"I hope you will give way."
This man was truly too terrifying, countless times stronger than the Wu Ya Patriarch, so Mingyu had no choice but to meet him with his respect.
The voice of the Supreme Taoist was extremely high and distant. It was clearly right in front of him, but it seemed to have fallen from the sky. He looked at Mingyu and spoke slowly: "The Tao is something you fight for yourself, not something that others give up."
The image of the Supreme Taoist became increasingly majestic, as big as the sky. In comparison, Mingyu was like an ant. The sky looked down on the ant with a cold gaze and ruthless judgment.
A palm came down from the sky, and the sky fell!
Mingyu's heart was tense and he held the Yin-Yang Sword in his hand in an instant. He did not take out the San Sheng Stone immediately, but held up a picture.
The scroll contains the sun and the moon, which rise and fall in an instant. Above the long river of yin and yang, there is a big sun hanging high, with great power; there is also a bright moon in the sky, with its brilliance shining brightly. The phantom of the blue phoenix flaps its wings and flies high, with the sun and the moon on its wings, as if holding up the sky. The sun and the moon combine with yin and yang, and the majestic power converges and concludes, and the ancient formation is manifested in the world.
There was a divine light flowing in Mingyu's eyes. He stared at Tian Qing's palm, with the divine sword in his hand about to come out.
Boom~~
The giant palm fell, the might of heaven was overwhelming, the sun and moon formation burst out with infinite power, the blue phoenix cried and its wings resonated, and the sun and moon images it carried suddenly became disordered.
The sun and the moon are in the sky, and they set the order for everything. If the sun and the moon are out of order, how can the order of heaven be maintained? If the order of heaven is not maintained, how can its power exist?
The Sun and Moon Formation reversed the yin and yang, making it difficult for the sun and the moon to maintain, and the order of nature no longer existed. The power of the giant palm was weakened again and again, and by the time it hit Mingyu, 30% of its strength had been lost!
"Come!"
The Three Lives Stone illuminates the three lives, and Mingyu uses this treasure to escape into the three lives of time and space. The mighty palm of heaven is unparalleled and invincible, and it wants to suppress Mingyu's three lives at the same time, but the remaining power is forced to be divided into three. The palm suppresses her previous life, and her previous life is empty; it suppresses her future life, and her future life does not exist. Because Mingyu's previous life is empty and her future life is unknown, how can this palm of heaven's might be implemented?
"cut!"
The world froze in an instant, the long river flowed backwards, and the Yin-Yang Sword jumped in his hand.
Mingyu makes a desperate attempt and strikes out the sword of this life!
The sun and the moon are out of order, yin and yang are reversed, and the laws of nature are out of order. With the power to destroy the world and the ultimate power of yin and yang, life and death, this sword shatters the giant palm of heaven and directly hits the supreme Taoist sitting high in the clouds!
“Zheng!”
The sword of this life was pinched by two fingers, only three inches away from the Supreme Taoist's forehead, but this three-inch distance was like the limit of heaven and earth, and the Yin-Yang Sword could not get any closer.
However, the blade of this sword was so sharp that the Supreme Taoist felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows.
He didn't expect Mingyu to be able to take his palm, and he didn't expect that Mingyu not only took it, but also gave him a sword.
This sword took away the blood from his forehead. It was not much, only one drop, which was swallowed by the two dragons in the Yin-Yang Sword.
"Chaos? Very interesting."
The Taoist's tone was light, just like his superiority. Even though he wanted to crush the "Bloodsucking" sword, even though he wanted to slap "Luantian" Mingyu to death in front of him, the arrogance of the Supreme Taoist did not allow him to do so.
Heaven has its own rules, Tao has its own laws. The Supreme Taoist asked Mingyu to fight for his own Tao. Mingyu drew his sword and fought, and defeated him in one move. There was no reason for him to block his way anymore.
"Daoyou, please go over there~"
The Taoist bowed, returning the greeting Mingyu had performed when they first met.
Mingyu looked up at the Supreme Taoist in the clouds again. He was still as high and mighty as before, but he was a little different from before. He couldn't tell what the difference was. He felt that the other party's Tao seemed to be a little more lofty.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Mingyu was not ungrateful. It was better for him to let him go than to slap him again, so he bowed and left.
"when!"
Not long after walking, Mingyu heard a bell ring at the end of the avenue. Surrounded by fairy light, the inscriptions of the avenue could be vaguely seen. When the bell rang, everything became quiet.
Mingyu was delighted and looked towards the end of the avenue, only to find that there was a nine-tailed white fox there. The fox walked gracefully, and between the nine fluffy tails, a simple large bell was suspended.
“Zhengzhengzheng!”
The strings of the zither vibrated, and Mingyu listened carefully. This was the sound of Tao, the sound coming from the five strings, turning into a masterpiece. The laws of the innate eight trigrams moved with the sound, merging into one, and it was natural.
The universe, space, fantasy, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, mountains and seas, rivers and lakes, water and fire, earth and wind, together constitute a hazy world, the main theme of which is the sound of the zither. Countless laws are gathered into threads and condensed into strings, and there are gods sitting high, playing one song after another, fighting against enemies from all directions.
Mingyu looked at the seemingly divine man, his mind racing, "Not yet?"
