Chapter 555: Shock From All Sides! Destroy Your 9 Clans

Mayfly Sword Technique! ?

The mysterious and ancient sword intent broke through the darkness, the cave sky of the Yinyuan, and the sky above the capital.

On this day, the world was shaken, and many forces captured this familiar and terrifying aura.

"Mayfly Sword Art!? That man is back?"

On Lingzhao Mountain, in front of Chiling Palace.

Powerful auras rose into the sky, and the strong men of the older generation came out one after another. Feeling the sword intent that filled the world, the fear that had been imprinted in the bone marrow flowed back like a tide.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... He is already dead, he is already dead..."

Ye Miaoxian's beautiful face turned pale, and her eyes became terrifying.

She took one step forward, as if she was about to rush out, and saw clearly the sword light rising into the sky.

A single spark of fire is enough to start a prairie fire, and the brilliant Wei Wei shines brightly in the sky.

That little bit of fluorescence rushed out from the darkness, and finally illuminated the nine-sky sky.

"The Mayfly Sword Technique...it's unmistakable...this is that man's swordsmanship..."

"Unparalleled in the world...unparalleled in the world..."

An elder rushed out from the crowd, roaring at the sky as if he had lost his mind, his trembling face full of fear.

Back then, during the Daoshan Alliance, that man relied on this swordsmanship to kill in all directions and overthrow the enemies.

His master, his junior sister, and even his apprentice... all died under the indiscriminate killing of men, without even leaving their bones.

As for him, he managed to survive by hiding behind his junior sister, pushing his master out at critical moments, and using his apprentice as a shield in the critical moment of life and death.

This is a gift from God that allows him to continue his life.

He knew that the reason why he was able to survive was because of his master's love for him, his junior sister's admiration for him, and even more so his apprentice's respect for him.

He vowed to forget this horrific past, look up and move forward, and live well.

But at this moment, the Mayfly Sword Intent shook the sky.

The memories of the past came back again and turned into lingering fear, completely dominating his body.

"Palace...Palace Master...that is indeed the Mayfly Sword Technique..."

Elder Tianxing's face trembled, and he looked at Ye Miaoxian timidly, his cloudy eyes full of doubts.

It stands to reason that Zhou Xuan is indeed dead.

"It can't be him...how could it be him?" Ye Miaoxian gritted his teeth.

In that shocking killing scene, seven masters came together, and even that man was so powerful that he was so angry that he died, and his body was banned in the Chiling Palace to this day.

How could such a person be still alive?

Rumble…

At this moment, Lingzhao Mountain trembled violently.

The ancient and majestic palace emerged from the void, as if it were made of white bones. There was no light around it, and the long night was only accompanied by bright lights.

This is the forbidden area of ​​Chiling Palace and the residence of the strongest one.

"Ye Shen is undefeated!"

Everyone saluted with piety in their eyes.

"Brother..." Ye Miaoxian said hurriedly.

Rumble…

The door of the Night Palace slowly opened, and a slender man slowly walked out. His aura was mysterious, and with every step he took, the heaven and earth trembled.

Ye Shen, this man has been in seclusion for fifteen years, and few people have actually seen him.

But everyone knows that Ye Shen is the strongest being in Chiling Palace.

"It is indeed the Mayfly Sword Art." Ye Shen looked at the sky and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Chiling Palace was horrified.

"Brother..." Ye Miaoxian said eagerly.

"It's a little different, this sword intention is still immature..." Ye Shen whispered.

He and Zhou Xuan had known each other since they were teenagers. Along the way, they fought continuously, and King Yuan's Dharma Assembly only lost one move.

He is most familiar with the Mayfly Sword Technique.

"You mean..." Ye Miaoxian's heart trembled slightly, a guess came up in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it.

"He already has a successor... The Mayfly Sword Technique is known to the world."

Ye Shen whispered, with a solemn look in his eyes.

…

The black mountains stand tall and the sea of ​​clouds billows.

Under the peach blossom tree, a man in black robe was sitting under the tree drinking.

"Dad, look quickly, there is a sword mark."

At this moment, next to him, a chubby little boy suddenly clapped his hands, pointed at the sky and shouted excitedly.

The man in black robe shook the wine bottle in his hand and squinted his eyes towards the sky.

"Mayfly Sword Technique...Does that kid have any successors?"

As he spoke, the man in black robe burped and smelled of alcohol.

"Dad, who are you talking about?"

"We used to fight together...it's a pity...he's already dead."

The man in black robe spoke softly and seemed to be in low spirits. He turned his wrist lightly, and the wine in the pot gurgled out and spilled on the ground.

"The years are always ruthless, taking away one after another. The heights are always lonely."

As he spoke, the man in black robe leaned against the big tree and slowly closed his eyes.

"Dad, aren't I staying with you? Why are you lonely?"

The chubby little boy rushed over and lay on top of the man in black robe.

The man in black robe touched the little boy's head and murmured as he looked at the supreme sword intent that was gradually spreading in the sky.

"Because it's invincible."

"The Black Emperor... thinks he is invincible..."

…

Lost Cemetery.

The vast sky seemed to have been torn open, the void was shattered, and the scars were hideous, as if they would never heal.

The brilliant sword light supported the heaven and earth, shining with eternal luster in the darkness.

The awe-inspiring black energy began to be annihilated crazily under the sword light.

"Prince Yuan...your power..."

The evil lord was shocked, and the remaining eyes burst out with a horrifying death light, as if coming from the netherworld and purgatory, breaking into the darkness.

Buzz…

In the darkness, a wisp of light flickered, like a firefly at the end of the abyss, drawing a strange trajectory.

"That's...Zhou Dao!?" Su Yaoji opened her eyes wide, confused.

Suddenly, the strange trajectory was like a sword mark, shattering the void, annihilating the death light that penetrated, and instantly penetrated the evil lord's body.

"The Mayfly Sword Technique...is this really this sword technique!?" Su Yaoji's eyes trembled and she couldn't believe it.

"You know?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.

"This is a rumored swordsmanship that originated from the beginning of the Taoist sect's prosperity. It is extremely ancient."

"It is said that this sword is the best sword in the world. The weak can defeat the strong, infinitely."

"What's the meaning?"

Su Yaoji's expression was solemn, and she had only heard Tianhe, the leader of Bei Division, mention it occasionally.

Mayfly Sword Technique, this sword technique is extremely weird, it has no requirements for realm.

In other words, even ordinary people can practice it.

However, throughout the ages, there have been very few people who can truly understand this sword technique.

As weak as a mayfly, it can cut the sky.

This is a sure way to win in desperate situations.

A single spark is enough to start a prairie fire.

The fluorescent light in the abyss can also destroy the vast sky and tear apart the eternal earth.

Zhou Dao integrated King Yuan's magic sword and understood the sword intention left by Zhou Xuan. Just like the [Ephemera], once he entered that state, he was like a desperate escape into the "one" outside the Tao. The so-called limit and All bottlenecks disappear.

Only this edge of the heaven and earth sword is immortal.

"In the past two thousand years, only the previous generation King Yuan had mastered this peerless swordsmanship. How could he..." Su Yaoji lost her voice in shock.

At this moment, Zhou Dao is truly terrifying, and he has the capital to challenge the older generation of strong men in the future.

"Ah ah... King Yuan, how dare you hurt me..." The evil lord roared in pain.

Buzz…

In the void, Zhou Dao's figure emerged.

At this moment, he was in a very special state, with fluorescent lights flashing all over his body, flickering and extinguishing like fireflies.

"Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Are you pretending to be a dog and have a sense of superiority?" Zhou Dao was murderous.

No matter what today, he will kill the monster in front of him.

The so-called "Evil Lord" is a monster born from the fusion of Wu Cangshan and Wu Xuanxin's power from Yuanzu.

Their compatibility with the power of the Yuanzu is quite high. Throughout the ages, such hosts have been extremely difficult to find, so that they continue to evolve and derive an unprecedented creature.

If this is not eliminated, it will cause serious trouble over time.

Zhou Dao's figure flickered again, turning into a strange trajectory.

Buzz…

The trajectory was like a sword mark, piercing through the evil lord's body again, and the terrifying black energy was crazily annihilated under the pressure of the mayfly sword light.

The runes between the evil lord's eyebrows also became dim.

"Kill! Heaven and earth are coffins, all evil will never be destroyed."

The evil lord roared, and he suddenly took action, and the black energy gathered, like a sky and earth, merging with the void, constantly collapsing, and was about to annihilate Zhou Dao.

Buzz…

The sword light of the mayfly soared into the sky, easily breaking the condensed void.

The terrifying trajectory pierced the head of the evil lord.

Ahhhh...

The evil master let out a shrill scream, as if coming from the Nine Nether Prison.

The runes between his eyebrows suddenly shattered, and the scattered power destroyed the world and seemed to destroy the Lost Cemetery.

"It's terrible, it's simply invincible." Wang Xiaoyi cried out.

Even though the evil master had mastered such power, he still had no power to fight back in front of Zhou Dao and was directly suppressed.

Under the three swords, the body and mind were violent.

This kind of swordsmanship is simply terrifying.

"King Yuan, you are going to destroy me." The evil lord's body began to break apart. He was like a puddle of flesh, with countless faces, men, women and children, roaring and shouting crazily.

"nonsense!"

Zhou Dao activated Hunyuan Gangqi and enveloped the evil lord's remains.

It was impossible for Zhou Dao to let him go in such a serious danger.

Rumble…

Suddenly, from the depths of the Lost Cemetery, a big, skinny hand came out of the void and grabbed the evil lord.

"Chu Shen, I'm waiting for you!"

Zhou Dao seemed to have anticipated all this. The mayfly flew into the sky, formed a strange trajectory, and slashed towards the big hand.

Bang bang bang...

The void shattered, turbulence surged, the big hand trembled suddenly, and scarlet blood infected the earth.

At the same time, the trend of Mayfly's sword light continued unabated, swallowing up the evil lord life after time.

Ahhhh...

The evil lord's screams were earth-shattering, echoing in every corner of the Lost Cemetery.

Suddenly, his voice became smaller and smaller, like a ghostly murmur, and finally disappeared.

The brilliant sword light dissipated, and the black energy between heaven and earth also disappeared. Everything was desolate, except for the shocking crack in the sky, and there was no shadow of the evil lord anywhere.

"Dead? Just like this?"

Everyone looked at each other, a little dazed.

The monster born from the fusion of Wu Cangshan and Wu Xuanxin was strangled in the cradle by Zhou Dao when he was born.

Even though they had mastered near-indestructible power, they still couldn't stop the edge of the Mayfly Sword Technique.

"Who among the younger generation can compete with him?" Su Yaoji couldn't help but sigh.

He truly saw the terror of King Yuan. This kind of person has revealed his dragon form and has the qualifications to become the strongest in the world in the distant future.

Among the younger generation, there are really not many people who can challenge him.

Like Zhou Dao, once he crosses the Dragon Gate, except for Taoist masters, no one in the sky or on earth can suppress him.

Buzz…

At this moment, deep in the Lost Cemetery, a void space suddenly opened.

Chu Shen walked out slowly. He was in a very special state. His right hand was sealed with bright yellow talismans, as if he were wrapped in cloth belts one after another.

As for the black coffin that Zhou Dao saw originally, it disappeared, and the people around him were also gone, seemingly staying in the void space forever.

"Zhou Dao, nice to meet you."

The spatial turbulence receded from Chu Shen's body, revealing his true appearance.

"In other words, I'm glad to see you again." Chu Shen chuckled.

The world is vast, and that face reflected in Zhou Dao's sight made him look astonished.

"Ye Kong!?"

"Long time no see. Are you still sitting comfortably in your seat as Prince Yuan?" Chu Shen said with a smile.

"Zhou Dao, you are very powerful and have strong luck. Even those two people couldn't kill you." Chu Shen stroked his right arm.

"What a pity. Do you think Chiling Palace has been planning for so many years and all its efforts will be wasted because of you?"

Chu Shen looked at Zhou Dao, his eyes filled with ridicule.

"You are not him!" Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly.

During the King Yuan Dharma Assembly, he indeed killed Ye Kong without any further trouble.

"I am him and he is me."

Chu Shen whispered: "Yinyuan once created a magical power that can split a newborn baby into two. The two bodies are concentric and are both independent individuals and a perfect whole..."

A secret was narrated from Chu Shen's mouth.

He stayed in Chiling Palace, while I entered Zhoutian Xuanzong.

Ye Kong has been trained by Chiling Palace for so many years and has been absorbing the power of the previous generation King Yuan.

As for Chu Shen, he took another path and entered Zhoutian Xuanzong. He practiced how to restrain the power of King Yuan.

To a certain extent, he and Ye Kong are two sides of the coin, yin and yang to each other.

Now, he is back, both as the God of Chu and as Ye Kong, representing both the previous generation of King Yuan and the Chiling Palace, taking away the legacy left by Zhou Xuan.

As the words fell, a mysterious light fell down, covering God Chu.

Heaven and earth seemed to be separated, and Chu Shen rose slowly, as if he was about to leave this place.

Zhou Dao raised his eyes and saw that the end of the mysterious light was the Chiling Palace.

"Zhou Dao, we will meet soon, after I digest this inheritance." Chu Shen looked at Zhou Dao indifferently and said calmly.

"No need, kid, you must die today."

Suddenly, a shout came from the Chiling Palace.

The void opened wide, and a beautiful shadow came to kill. It was so powerful that it caused the entire lost cemetery to tremble.

"Master Chiling Palace!?"

Ye Miaoxian arrived, and she stared at Zhou Dao with disgust in her eyes.

At that time, King Yuan was armed with the Mayfly Sword Technique. Just based on this alone, he deserved to die.

Rumble…

Ye Miaoxian's jade hand stretched out, like a large Xumi lid, spinning the light wheel of life and death, pressing towards Zhou Dao.

"If you dare to touch a hair of his, I will destroy the nine clans of your Chiling Palace!!!"

Suddenly, a cold sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Zhou Dao was stunned. The void in front of him floated slowly, as if ripples were spreading. A familiar figure walked out and stood in front of him.

"Qin...Aunt Qin..."