Chapter 549: All the Sages in Ancient Times Were Lonely! Zhou Dao's Sword Intent

Mijueluo! ?

Looking around the world, I am afraid there is no one who does not know this name.

The current headmaster of Longhu Mountain is known as the best master in Longhu Mountain in the past 500 years. He is so powerful that he is almost the best in Taoism.

This man also entered the [Hermitage] when he was young and left his sword marks on Lingjian Mountain.

The immortal mark came alive under the stimulation of Zhou Dao's sword energy.

A shadow came slowly, showing Mijueluo's youthful style.

He said his Taoist robe, walked on cloud sleeves, and arrived in the golden light of the sky, with ethereal eyes. The rolling dust of mortals is hard to infect even the slightest bit.

"Mijueluo... the headmaster of Longhu Mountain... that old monster..." Zhou Dao murmured softly, showing an incredulous look.

He once heard Li Zangfeng mention this person.

Mi Jueluo, the headmaster of Longhu Mountain, is of great seniority and is a top figure who is still in the limelight among the older generation of strong men.

Even among the Dao realm masters in the world, Mijueluo is considered the strongest. He is a real old monster and the pillar of Longhu Mountain.

On that day, Zhou Dao once asked Li Zangfeng who was stronger or weaker between him and Mijueluo.

Li Zangfeng said something meaningful.

"In another ten years, maybe he will be able to overwhelm the opponent."

In the world today, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to challenge Mijueluo. Among the demon clan, there is probably only the uncrowned king [Black Emperor].

As for the strong human beings, there are only a handful of existences that can rival Mijueluo.

"Your unreliable master... is an old rival with him." Li Zangfeng once mentioned accidentally.

The Sunset Sect has withered to this point, with only three or five people left, and the strongest among them is Zhou Dao's unreliable master.

Mijueluo met him when he was young and fought countless battles in his life.

However, there are only a few knowledgeable people in the world.

"The enemy of the old drunkard, the leader of Longhu Mountain..."

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth and felt endless pressure.

The young Taoist priest was just a brand, and just standing in front of him gave him an unimaginable sense of oppression.

The golden light fell, sweeping like a wave, causing ripples around the young man Mijueluo.

His eyes were ethereal, moving slowly back and forth, locking Zhou Dao.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest moved, his body flashed like thunder in the dark night, and in an instant, he was in front of Zhou Dao.

The powerful punch, like the dragon-tiger mountain seal, hit Zhou Dao with the force of the collapse of the world.

Zhou Dao reacted instinctively, his body roared endlessly, and he also punched with his backhand, like mountains and rivers, never ending.

boom……

The two figures collided together, bursting out with blinding fire.

This punch overwhelmed the whole world, and the golden light between heaven and earth exploded.

Zhou Dao's arm trembled, and the terrifying aftermath came back along the edge of his fist, shaking his flesh and blood.

"You had such a scene when you were young!?" Zhou Dao was surprised.

This is the imprint left by Mijueluo when he was a boy. He condensed his energy and spirit, and under the catalysis of Lingjian Mountain, he recreated the full style of that year.

With one punch, the ghosts and gods cried out in horror.

With his physical body alone, Mijueluo is not inferior to Zhou Dao, and can even be equaled.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest's robe exploded, and a tiger stripe appeared on his body.

The wind follows the dragon and the clouds follow the tiger.

In an instant, a strong wind suddenly rose, breaking through eight hundred golden lights.

The young Taoist priest's figure was erratic, moving with the wind, and he was actually close to Zhou Dao. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm, directly grabbing the heavenly spirit.

"Golden Light Spell!"

Zhou Dao shouted loudly, like thunder.

In an instant, thousands of rays of golden light emerged from Zhou Dao's body, and there was an immeasurable light, ripples of light, like the sun coming down, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

The golden light curse is the supreme magical power in Taiyi Sect.

As the saying goes, when you enter my door, golden light will be released, and you will see the Jade Emperor from heaven to earth. My body is still there after thousands of calamities, don’t hesitate when reciting Taiyi.

Once this technique is completed, golden light protects the body, like the help of gods, it can eliminate all disasters and annihilate evil spirits in the ten directions.

After Zhou Dao entered Chenggang Realm, he mastered the technique and finally revealed the true power of the Golden Light Spell.

Rumble…

The golden light flourished, breaking through the hunting tiger wind and knocking the young Taoist priest away.

At the same time, Zhou Dao pointed out, the golden light was like a sword, cutting through everything, and slashed straight at the retreating Taoist priest.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest circled to the ground, stamped his feet gently, dragon patterns appeared on his body, and clouds and mist rose around him, as if a real dragon had come to the world, changing constantly.

Amid the wind and thunder vision, he swooped in, his sharp claws hiding danger, and he actually tore apart the vast golden light with his flesh and blood body.

Zhou Dao was in a tough fight. Since his debut, except for the Yuan King Dharma Conference, he had never faced Ye Kong like this before, with his peers fighting each other and evenly dividing the score.

In fact, the other party is trying to overwhelm me.

The looming sense of oppression finally made him feel a hint of danger.

No wonder the masters of the Yin Yuan regard Lingjian Mountain as a forbidden area. They can only watch it from a distance, but they dare not go beyond the thunder pool.

This spiritual mountain contains opportunities, but it also comes with huge risks.

Thousands of sword marks and magical marks are enough to wipe out any master from this world. It is impossible to survive.

What a furnace!

Golden light spell!

Zhou Dao's body was filled with real fire, each one like flesh and blood, intertwined with each other, covering his body.

At the same time, the golden light soared into the sky with boundless brightness, merging with the True Furnace God and complementing each other.

Bang bang bang...

The dragon and tiger aura turned around and came, and Zhou Dao's body turned into a bright brilliance and collided with it.

The golden light in the sky surged like a raging tide, shaking the towering Lingjian Mountain.

Endless runes flew out, like a black line, connecting heaven and earth.

"Then...what is that?"

Everyone was shocked and speechless by the terrifying vision in front of them.

Su Yaoji's heart was beating wildly, her blood flow was getting faster and faster, and she felt strong uneasiness.

It was a kind of powerlessness and despair in the face of the strongest.

Obviously, an extremely terrifying power seems to have awakened in Lingjian Mountain.

Now, Zhou Dao is fighting with him.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Over the past 100,000 years, three thousand guests of unparalleled geniuses have been able to leave their names here. Is this really Fan Fan?"

At this moment, a gentle sigh slowly dissipated in front of Lingjian Mountain.

Everyone turned around and looked around, only to see an old man coming out of the air, with white hair and a childish face, and a fairy-like posture.

"I have met the Great Elder." Everyone bowed respectfully and did not dare to neglect.

The Great Elder of Yinyuan seemed not to have heard anything, and walked straight to Lingjian Mountain, squinting his eyes and looking at the strange phenomena between heaven and earth.

"Jianzhu, this young disciple of yours is so ambitious that you actually want to leave your name on this mountain." The Great Elder of Yinyuan shouted in a deep voice.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the void shattered, a sword light came, and he transformed on the ground.

In the vast sea of ​​​​swords, a man stepped forward, roaring like a tiger and roaring like a dragon, with unparalleled power. Who else could he be if he wasn't a sword pillar?

"Sword Pillar...one of the Nine Divine Pillars...he's actually here!?"

Everyone's eyes lit up. For the monks in the world, the sword pillar was high and it was a monument that the younger generations would always pursue.

With such a legendary figure appearing here, who can remain calm?

"Sword Pillar...that's the Sword Pillar...such a powerful person is here."

"If one day I can reach this level, it will be worth dying."

"It must be possible, it must be possible."

Shen Langyan and Meng Zhibai looked at each other and saw the fiery light in each other's eyes.

Their hands were clasped, sparks of brotherhood bursting out, and full of longing for the future.

"At his level, if he doesn't even have the energy to do so, he might as well just wipe his neck and commit suicide." Li Zangfeng said lightly with a sideways glance.

"All the sages in ancient times were lonely... The reason why they reached the peak of independence was because all the enemies in front of them were killed, but those who came after them could not catch up with them. The world was vast and invincible..."

The great elder of Yinyuan grinned and sneered: "Your little disciple wants to see their elegance... I'm afraid he has to pay a price."

"So what? It's not like I've never seen him before." Li Zangfeng said lightly.

When he was young, he also entered the hermitage and climbed Lingjian Mountain, leaving a sword mark.

"The current King of Yuan... can he do it?" The great elder of Yinyuan murmured softly.

If you want to leave sword marks on Lingjian Mountain, in addition to strength, what is more important is the "past", "present" and future.

Those amazing people, they have a glorious past along the way, conquering all the way, intertwined with blood and fire, and the corpses of many powerful people have made them invincible now, and also opened their way to the top in the future.

Now, King Yuan is here, and his journey is equally brilliant.

But...can he climb mountains and leave a mark like his ancestors?

Rumble…

Suddenly, Lingjian Mountain shook violently, and a terrifying sword light rose into the sky, like a dragon and a tiger mingling, strangulating and shattering the golden light all over the sky.

"Dragon and Tiger Sword Seal... Mijueluo..." The expression of the great elder of the Yin Yuan changed slightly, and a coldness filled his eyes. Then, he looked at Li Zangfeng with some regret.

"Jianzhu, your little apprentice is unlucky to meet Mijueluo."

"Longhu Mountain..."

Li Zangfeng frowned slightly and murmured.

In Lingjian Mountain.

The sword light in the sky shattered, and countless runes also withered.

The young Taoist priest's body was filled with sword light.

The nature transforms into a dragon, the life transforms into a tiger, and the nature and life are both cultivated, like the harmony of yin and yang, evolving the supreme sword intention.

This terrifying sword intention is like the nature of heaven and earth, containing all things.

Everything in heaven and earth cannot escape from it.

"Mijueluo...is this the demeanor of the headmaster of Longhu Mountain when he was a young man?"

Zhou Dao murmured softly, and a dark arc of light appeared all over his body, and he fell into the abyss. The sky and the earth seemed to be falling, and all dharma was doomed.

The cursed sun was printed, the runes on Lingjian Mountain withered, and the golden light dimmed, but it could not stop the supreme sword intention of the dragon and tiger intersecting.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the young Taoist priest stepped forward. He moved forward without hesitation, as if nothing in the vast world could stop him.

The dragon and tiger sword shapes intersect, like the flow of yin and yang, turning into black and white, flowing in his palm.

At this moment, the young Taoist priest's figure was assimilated by this supreme sword intention.

With the faint sword, he turned into a sword mark, just like the mark left on Lingjian Mountain.

Most primitive!

The purest!

And the most invincible!

Rumble…

The golden light shattered and the true fire died.

Even the darkest arc of Cursed Sun Seal is on the verge of collapse. The youthful demeanor of the No. 1 Taoist in the world was truly amazing.

It is precisely because of such a horrific past that there is such a supreme present.

"Can't you cross it?" Zhou Dao murmured, looking a little dazed.

This battle can almost be called the most difficult battle since his debut.

The mark in front of him maintained the posture of his boyhood. It was the same level as him, but it brought unprecedented pressure to Zhou Dao.

Between life and death, terror suddenly arose. He suddenly felt that this battle was too long, like a vast ocean, with no end in sight.

However, the young Taoist priest came and everything was about to end under the supreme sword intention.

"Don't worry, you still have a bright future. Find that way..."

Suddenly, a friendly voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Dao's ears, like a ripple in a deep pool in an empty valley, layer upon layer, spreading endlessly.

"Who?" Zhou Dao was surprised.

On Nuo Da's Lingjian Mountain, golden light was everywhere, and the only thing in sight was the overwhelming dragon and tiger sword intent.

"Find your own path..."

The friendly voice sounded again.

Suddenly, Lingjian Mountain shook violently, and endless runes jumped out.

Deep in the Lingshan Mountain, another sword mark emerged. It was so bright and majestic that the world was shocked. A strange phenomenon actually appeared in the sky.

Amidst the intertwining wind and thunder, the shadow of an ancient tomb emerged. The ancient vicissitudes revealed the mystery and loneliness of the ages.

"That's...the Central Tomb..."

"Who...whose sword marks can cause such strange phenomena!?"

Everyone looked at the sky with surprise and uncertainty, their expressions were indescribably terrifying.

They remembered that not long ago, there was a great banquet between mountains and seas, and there was such a strange phenomenon in the sky above the capital.

That was the vision caused by Jianzhu's young apprentice transforming his body into Qi and breaking through the realm.

However, this terrifying vision today is somewhat similar to that of that day, but it is also different.

The Great Elder of the Yinyuan looked up. In the strong wind, his hair and beard were moving, and a deep look of solemnity filled his deep eyes.

"Zhou Xuan..."

"Previous King Yuan!"

Rumble…

In Lingjian Mountain, Mijueluo's sword mark paused for a moment.

Amidst the sword light all over the place, a man walked slowly, with raised eyebrows, a long sword on his back, and a playful chuckle at the corner of his mouth.

"Dad!?" Zhou Dao was surprised.

He recognized this man's aura at a glance without asking any questions.

He is the imprint left by Zhou Xuan, the previous king of Yuan Dynasty.

"If you can't find that way, you will die."

Friendly words rang in Zhou Dao's ears, and Zhou Xuan's figure slowly disappeared. The crossbar stood in front of Zhou Dao, slightly blocking Mijueluo's supreme sword intent.

"That road...that road..." Zhou Dao gritted his teeth.

Compared with these amazing people in the past, his strength, realm, magical powers, methods, experience, consciousness...etc. are not inferior.

Now, what Zhou Dao lacks is his own will, or rather...

"Obsession!"

"Everyone has obsessions... When we are born, we live for obsessions..."

Zhou Dao's mind roared.

Along the way, there were so many people by his side, the little black cat, Wang Xiaoyi, Wang Xuanzhi, Ma Yinglong, Jiang Xuan... these people were with him in life and death, growing up with him and becoming stronger together.

There are also too many people who shield him from the wind and rain and pave the way ahead, including the old drunkard, Li Zangfeng, Uncle Xu, General Secretary Lu...

They pinned their hopes on Zhou Dao.

At the same time, there are also powerful enemies in front of Zhou Dao... Ye Kong, Lu Xianyang, Wang Tong... and even Yuanzu.

Live up to the past, open up the future, and destroy all enemies.

Zhou Dao carries not only himself, but also everyone.

"My obsession..."

Zhou Dao murmured softly: "You must be invincible!"

As he finished speaking, an ancient Taoist temple suddenly appeared behind Zhou Dao. It was mysterious and connected the past and the present.

There are three ancient Taoist texts on Ping An Guan clearly written on it.

Rumble…

Suddenly, in the shadow of Ping An Temple, a terrifying sword intent slowly rose up, resonating with Zhou Dao's body.

Hunyuan Qi soared into the sky and appeared in the world for the first time.

This terrifying Gangqi merged with the sword intention in Ping An Temple, turning into a supreme sword mark.

Bang bang bang...

The golden light shattered, the dragon-tiger sword intent was instantly annihilated and invisible, and the young Taoist priest's figure was also obliterated.

At this moment, Lingjian Mountain was full of glory.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, a sharp sword mark appeared, engraved in the center of the thousands of sword marks!