Chapter 668: Sending Mayflies to Heaven and Earth! Liyang Taoist

"Who is your mother?"

Zhou Dao was stunned. He could see that the woman in front of him, with a hot body and beautiful appearance, must also be a master of the Seven Kills Sect, and her status was far above that of Han Tang.

According to common sense, the other party naturally came for the Jue Tian Sword.

But as soon as he came up, he asked who his mother was?

This was something Zhou Dao never expected.

In fact, not only him, but also Han Tang was confused at this moment, looking at the beautiful woman in white with strange eyes.

For a moment, he even thought it was a dirty word to greet Yuan Wang's mother.

Therefore, Han Tang couldn't help but emphasized again: "Holy aunt, he took it away..."

"Shut up." Zhao Lingfeng shouted in a low voice.

"Huh???" Han Tang's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Why is the always cool Saint Aunt so abnormal today?

"You little bitch, who is your mother?" Zhao Lingfeng asked again.

Her beautiful eyes were condensed, as if a dormant volcano was about to erupt at any time.

"Is there something wrong with this person's brain?" Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat.

Since his debut, he has been invincible in all directions and has met many masters, but this is the first time he has asked someone what the hell he is doing...

"I want to know when I'm riding a horse!"

Zhou Dao murmured in his heart, the magic power in his palm rose, and he put the seven-inch sword light into the inner world, and used Hunyuan magic power to cast the Curse Sun Seal, sealing it heavily.

"You are very hard, just like your father."

Zhao Lingfeng looked at Zhou Dao's actions and knew that it was impossible to get the information she wanted to know just by relying on dialogue.

"Do you know my father?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

"Know him? If you turn him inside out, I can recognize him." Zhao Lingfeng sneered.

"Junior Zhou Dao, I have met my aunt." Zhou Dao cupped his fists and saluted.

"..."

Zhao Lingfeng was stunned for a moment. The cold determination on Qingmei's face gradually solidified, and a trace of trance flashed in his eyes.

"Aunt!?" Han Tang next to him looked even weirder.

This scene is getting more and more wrong.

"Who...who is your aunt!?" Zhao Lingfeng shouted in a low voice.

"Senior is my father's friend. If I don't call you aunt, why should I call you...little mom!?" Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly, with a questioning tone.

Look at it like this, this horse riding can't be his father's romantic debt! ?

"Mom!?"

Zhao Lingfeng's expression was startled, and her eyes became inexplicably dazed. In an instant, a gleam of light surged deep in her beautiful eyes, as if this title aroused infinite reverie in her heart.

Once upon a time, she also thought about giving birth to children for that man and staying with him till the end of time.

As a saint of the Seven Kills Sect, no matter how noble, cold and arrogant she was, deep down, she had already entrusted herself to that man, and she would never look back.

Even so, the man still left.

He said that it is difficult to let go of someone you love, but he has more important things to do.

Later, news came that the man had passed away.

He just left like this, leaving nothing behind, not even giving her a chance to vent her unwillingness and grievances.

"Zhou Xuan..." Zhao Lingfeng's eyes changed from dazed, to soft, and finally became serious.

"Who is your baby mother?"

A loud shout resounded, and the powerful magic power came overwhelmingly, like a sky net that was not leaking.

Rumble…

Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly. Women are indeed fickle. He didn't want to move. The beautiful woman in front of him would fall out whenever she wanted.

Buzz…

Zhou Dao's Dantian was trembling, Hunyuan was boundless, and his magic power was boundless. He pointed out, and his star-catching hand raised up to cover the sky, facing the huge net that hit the sky.

"Kid, you haven't even condensed the magic seal, and you're just a dabbler in Taoism. How dare you go against me?"

Zhao Lingfeng sneered.

Suddenly, the huge net rolled into the sky, and the powerful magic power seemed to burn. As soon as the star-picking hand melted, it suddenly exploded, and the karma fire burned and turned into stars and scattered everywhere.

"This woman..." Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly.

Zhao Lingfeng is more than ten times stronger than Han Tang?

"Little devil, if you knock your seal on the sky, the magic will change endlessly...Didn't your mother teach you this?" Zhao Lingfeng said lightly.

Magical power is a power that far exceeds blood energy, true energy, and Gangqi. It reaches up to the sky and down to the earth. It can perform the wonders of all things in nature.

Once the seal is condensed, the power of the magic power will skyrocket, and the divine form will change. It can even evolve into mountains, rivers, vegetation, falling flowers and flowing water.

boom……

The star-catching hand suddenly collapsed, and the sky net expanded, wrapping the way of killing and covering Zhou Dao.

"A leakless net!?" Han Tang was moved.

An impeccable net is the ultimate killing power of the Seven Kills Sect.

Since ancient times, fishermen have used fishing nets with loopholes to catch big fish and release the fry in order to ensure continued survival in the coming year.

However, this move is a leakless net, everything can escape into it, and nothing can be hidden. Under the sky net, everything is destroyed and there is no chance of survival anymore. This is the way to kill every household.

Buzz…

The wind and clouds shook, and the entire Imperial Mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty was enveloped by the billowing magic power.

Under the sky net, everything becomes empty.

"Brother Dao..."

In the corner, Wang Xiaoyi screamed in shock. He wanted to step forward, but he couldn't bear the pressure of the boundless magic power.

"The current King Yuan!?" Han Tang sneered.

The astonishing people from ancient times are like carps crossing the river, countless. However, the big waves wash away the sand, and most of them died on the embankment. Their names are unknown and will not be known to future generations.

King Yuan is amazing enough, but his life is thinner than paper and he is doomed to fall.

Rumble…

The boundless magic power gathered suddenly, like the waves of a river, closing the net to kill the living beings.

Suddenly, a wisp of light lit up, cutting through the sky, interpreting the trajectory, and stirring up a blur of sword light. At first glance, it looked like the dawn of dawn, illuminating the desperate night.

"Mayfly Sword Technique..."

"It's useless." Han Tang shook his head.

There is no leakage in the net, which condenses the Taoism of the Holy Girl of the Seven Kills Sect. The sky net is vast and sparse without leakage. Not to mention that Zhou Dao has not condensed the seal. Even if he reaches the same level as Zhao Lingfeng, he may not be able to break through this net of death.

"Mayfly Sword Technique..."

Zhao Lingfeng looked at the soaring sword light, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes became blurred.

Back then... she was the one who helped that man practice this unrivaled swordsmanship.

"This is the most precious treasure of the Seven Kills Sect. It's called [Floating Cave Heaven]. It was refined by the master from the void outside the sky. It contains the Seven Kills Sword Intent. It's really good for you to practice swordsmanship with."

"How many times have I told you not to give me any more babies?"

The reproachful tone was still in her ears, and the former girl lowered her head in shame.

"It won't happen again."

After being forgiven again, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Since then, the man's magical powers have improved and his cultivation has become great. His sword skills have become more and more weird and extraordinary. Even a weak man can cut the sky.

"What's this?"

"I'm giving this to you, a knife I made from the fragments of [Floating Cave Sky]..."

"A blade transformed from heaven and earth!?"

"Send mayflies to heaven and earth. I am the mayfly and you are the world..."

"I will never let go of it in my life..."

…

The light and shadow of the past passed before his eyes like running water. Zhao Lingfeng looked at the vague swordsmanship in front of her, and there seemed to be a sparkle in her beautiful eyes.

She spread her jade hands horizontally, and a mysterious light flickered.

It was a strange blade, all green and green, like the vast sky, causing the void to tremble as soon as it appeared.

"That is……"

Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly looked at the strange blade.

This sword was so mysterious and extraordinary that it actually resonated with his Mayfly Sword Technique, and an indescribable attraction deeply called to him.

"Sending mayflies to heaven and earth..."

Zhao Lingfeng only held the strange blade, letting the sharp blade embed into the flesh, and the powerful magic power was also cut by it. A bright red oozed out from the fair skin, and the blood dripped down, like a plum blossom in winter, warm and eye-catching.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the magic power in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the sky net that threatened the unparalleled killing also disappeared.

The pressure around him suddenly disappeared. Zhou Dao relaxed and his eyes became confused.

"Holy aunt..." Han Tang was surprised and couldn't help shouting.

Just a tiny bit missing, just a tiny bit missing, a flawless net can trap the current King Yuan, or even obliterate him.

Success is clearly in front of you, why do you suddenly give up?

He couldn't figure it out... He wouldn't be able to figure it out even if he died.

"let's go."

Zhao Lingfeng looked cold, holding the strange blade in her hand, and her white palm was still dripping with blood.

But she seemed to have no consciousness, took one step forward, and disappeared into the depths of the void.

"Holy aunt...why..."

Han Juan scratched his head, with a look of confusion on his face. He turned around suddenly and looked at Zhou Dao. His fearful eyes trembled suddenly, and his steps unconsciously followed Zhao Lingfeng's retreating figure.

Silence returned to the world, and the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty had long been reduced to ruins. Amidst the diffuse smoke and dust, Zhou Dao stuck his head out, looking at the barren mountains and weeds, and at the top of the moon. His eyes rolled, but he was also at a loss.

"What happened? Why did that woman run away suddenly?" Wang Xiaoyi flew over, full of doubts.

The situation of the battle just now is clear at a glance. The beautiful woman's realm is too high, and her Taoism is far above Zhou Dao. At a glance, she is a high-ranking member of the Seven Kills Sect.

A leakless net that can kill all living beings is already a success, but it may not be able to tear it apart even if it is as powerful as the Mayfly Sword Technique.

In this situation, it is simply unreasonable to stop at the last minute.

"What did you do to her?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.

"I'll just fight her..." Zhou Dao curled his lips and his heart skipped a beat.

"You're not really a little mom, are you!?"

As soon as the thought came up, Zhou Dao couldn't help but tremble.

"You have done evil."

"This is a place of right and wrong, leave quickly."

"Where is Senior Qi Zhu?"

"I didn't see it... Let's go back and talk about it first."

Zhou Dao glanced around, but did not find the Qi Pillar figure.

However, he is not worried. The Nine Divine Pillars are as powerful as the heavens, so it is not his turn to worry.

During this trip to the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Dao obtained eighteen East Sea dragon beads, a red dragon skin, a corpse of the Demon King, and an inner elixir of the Demon King... The most important thing was that he got the Juetian Sword.

In this way, when he returns to the capital, he can start harvesting the incense left by Taoist Li Yang and refine his external incarnation.

"Walk."

Zhou Dao rolled up the loot, took Wang Xiaoyi with him, broke through the void, and disappeared into the vast ruins.

…

It was late at night, and among the desolate ruins, smoke and dust swayed as the night wind blew.

"The Qi Pillar is really powerful. It can deceive the secrets of heaven, cover up destiny, and even resist the evil consequences left by the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."

In the vast night, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic sword light fell from the sky, revealing two figures, who were Chen Jiankui and the fifth prince.

"The Calamity Demon Lord is indeed the enemy of the Qi Pillar. If it weren't for him, how could we know the whereabouts of King Yuan."

The fifth prince's eyes narrowed, and a chill flashed across his majestic face.

It has to be said that the young Master Zongbao gave him some surprises. He went deep into the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty and coveted the Heavenly Blade.

"Your Highness, if I hadn't guessed, the incense accumulated by Liyang Taoist would most likely fall into the hands of that boy." Chen Daoling's face was gloomy, and his heart was almost roaring.

At this moment, he had vaguely guessed what Zhou Dao wanted to do.

In the beginning, in order to cultivate [corpseless flesh and blood], Chen Daoling used his young apprentice as a container and did not hesitate to help him enter the Tao realm.

Even when the traitor often played a tadpole-looking-for-mother game with his wife, he just watched with wide eyes and enjoyed it, drinking two glasses of wine from time to time and eating three to five kilograms of yellow beef.

Who would have thought that the blind fool would eventually die in Zhou Dao's hands, and the Taoist secret treasures like flesh and blood would naturally fall into the hands of others.

Now, Zhou Dao holds [Corpseless Flesh and Blood] in his hand, and he has obtained the [Power of Incense] from Taoist Liyang, and now he has obtained the [Jue Tian Sword]...

Even if he is a fool, he still knows what Zhou Dao is planning.

"That idiot... these should all be mine..." Chen Daoling was roaring in his heart.

"King Yuan Zhou Dao, he is indeed very energetic." The fifth prince said thoughtfully.

If the masters of the Seven Kills Sect had not intervened just now, he and Chen Daokui would have taken action. With the strength of the two of them, it would be easy for them to retain the Yuan King.

"This person is very popular, but for His Highness, it is a godsend." Chen Daoling rolled his eyes and said hurriedly.

"How to say?"

"Tianshi Dao has a magical skill called the life-stealing technique. It can steal all the luck and opportunities of others and attach them to oneself..." Chen Daoling whispered.

Tianshi Dao is one of the six great sects in the world. It is as famous as Longhu Mountain and has its own uniqueness.

It is recorded in the "Working Manual of the Demon Control Division" that there was a prince in Dongjun, Nanyang. He was young and smart. He obtained the imperial examination at the age of fifteen and had a bright future.

His ancestors were scoundrels. In his early years, his ancestors had learned a method from a Taoist priest called [Stealing Luck], which allowed him to steal other people's luck and transfer it to himself.

However, this method has a drawback, which is that it requires digging up the bones of the ancestors, and after three generations, the family will be ruined and impoverished.

The scoundrel himself was from a destitute family, and when one person had enough to eat, the whole family was not hungry, so he dug up all the bones of his parents and grandparents, used the method to cause trouble, and secretly buried the introduction in the scholar's home.

Not long after, the scholar suffered from a serious illness. After recovering, he became crazy, foolish and foolish.

On the contrary, the scoundrel was clever and got lucky. He gradually became rich by doing business. In five years, he became a well-known wealthy family in the town.

This method of [stealing luck] is a branch of the art of stealing life.

"As long as we capture King Yuan, rob him of all his luck, and come to the future with the honor of His Highness..."

Chen Daoling's next words of rebellion were not fully stated, but the meaning was obvious.

When the fifth prince heard this, his eyes gradually brightened.

"In the past two thousand years, our country has covered eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers, with phoenix pavilions and dragon towers stretching to the sky, and jade trees and lofty branches making smoke and radish. How many times have we ever seen war?"

At this moment, a burst of gentle chanting and singing came from a distance, the voice was lonely and sighed, as if seeing the scenery brought nostalgia.

Listening to the meaning of the words, it seems that the person coming here has an extraordinary background, coming from a prince's family. Later, he encountered war and the prosperity of the past was gone.

This kind of Ci Que has a unique charm when chanted and sung at the site of the Daxia Imperial Tomb.

"Who is it?" Chen Daoling asked in a deep voice.

In the darkness of the night, a young man dressed in cloth walked slowly. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes seemed to hide thousands of years of vicissitudes.

"My name is Xiao Changsheng...you can also call me..."

"Taoist Liyang!"