Chapter 803 Golden Blood! The Beginning of Time and Space

Chapter 805 Golden Blood! The beginning of time and space

Abyssal weapons.

This is a forbidden divine weapon left behind in the years. Those fanatics who once pursued the power of the Yuanzu collected special substances from the depths of Dao Mountain and fused the blood and bones of the Yuanzu before they were trained.

According to legend, it can annihilate all dharma, devour living beings, and destroy the world. It is the nemesis of all living beings in the world, and neither heaven nor earth can tolerate it.

However, this kind of weapon can only be controlled by those who are qualified since ancient times.

The broken sword in front of Zhou Dao was the sword of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, and it was also the most powerful among his nine swords.

There is no doubt that the person who can control this magic sword will definitely be a match.

"No wonder even beings like Tiangang Disha have to join forces to attack!" Zhou Dao murmured softly.

In his eyes, the Tiangang Disha, the establishment of the Second Division to Control Demons and Suppressing Demons, and the assistance of Taizu in establishing the country were all regarded as unrivaled legends even in such a dazzling world.

Although the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords is also amazingly talented, only those who are compatible are powerful enough for these two powerful men to join forces.

Moreover, according to the records seen by Zhou Dao, the color of the world changed in that battle, and Tiangang Earthshake was unable to suppress the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords with abyssal weapons. In the end, a mysterious strong man took action, and only then did this unparalleled strongman fall into the world.

All the endless magic swords are buried here, and even the abyssal weapons that once shocked the world with their ferocious light are in dilapidated condition and are covered in dust here.

"Master...this...what kind of sword is this!?"

Wang Ling whispered, feeling the ominous aura and frowning tightly.

The moment he got closer, the fierce sword in his hand couldn't help but groan, as if he was a little afraid of this broken sword.

The most important thing is that Wang Ling resisted instinctively and developed deep hostility in his soul.

"This is a weapon of the abyss, an enemy of the setting sun."

Zhou Dao's voice was cold and deep, and he stepped forward.

Throughout the ages, those who are compatible have hunted and killed countless disciples of the Sunset Sect by relying on abyssal weapons.

In the treasure house of the Suppressing Demon Division, the broken spear that Zhou Dao obtained was an abyss weapon. Buried with him were the bones of the Sunset Sect. They were endless and condensed into a ball. After years of refinement, it turned out that Antibodies were produced.

"Master..." Wang Ling couldn't help but scream when he saw Zhou Dao walking towards the abyssal weapon.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the formidable black sword vibrated violently, and wisps of ominous aura emitted. The earth trembled in shock, and thousands of swords roared in unison.

"Sunset..."

A piercing roar suddenly exploded, like a magic sword roaring, like a murderer roaring.

The strange auras were like swords soaring into the sky, intertwining with each other and turning into a strange rune, pressing towards Zhou Dao.

"This is……"

Wang Ling's expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, he seemed to have left the Sword Burial Valley and was in another dimension of time and space.

The strange runes that hit you were like a sun rising across the sky, being dragged into the abyss. The darkness was eternal, with only the darkest arc at the edge flickering.

Under the changing sun, Zhou Dao's figure became smaller and smaller, and he would be dragged into it at any time.

"It has long been dilapidated, so how can it show its fierce power?"

Zhou Dao stood still, and a dark arc appeared all over his body, which actually suppressed the light of the mutated sun.

"Curse Sun Seal!?" Wang Ling's brows trembled slightly, showing awe.

Every disciple of the Sunset Sect must understand one of the ten major seals.

Just like what he comprehended was the [Desolate Sun Seal], Lin Xiaoxiao comprehended the [Holy Sun Seal], and Lin Jie comprehended the [Calamity Sun Seal].

Li Zangfeng mastered the [Spiritual Sun Seal].

Wang Ling had competed with Lin Xiaoxiao and had seen Li Zangfeng's practice notes. He had even made great progress in his practice of [Desolate Sun Seal].

But he always felt that the seal method practiced by Zhou Dao was a little different from theirs.

Buzz…

The mutated sun suddenly shattered, the runes were annihilated, and the black energy retreated.

Zhou Dao took one step forward, and the terrifying scene shook the earth, pressing towards the abyssal weapon.

At this moment, the earth cracked, and the broken abyssal weapon seemed to wake up, turned into a black light, and was about to leave through the air.

In an instant, the surrounding void dissipated like smoke, as if no substance in the world could withstand such power.

Ordinary creatures will turn into ashes once they get close.

The terrifying nature of this weapon finally revealed the tip of the iceberg at this moment.

Throughout the ages, whenever an abyssal weapon comes out, it will definitely cause a disaster that is enough to subvert the world. It is unknown how many creatures are buried in it.

"He is indeed a formidable enemy."

Wang Ling's eyes suddenly darkened, and the [Desolate Sun Seal] started to operate instinctively.

Just one remnant weapon made him feel deeply threatened. It was no exaggeration to say that if he came closer at this moment, the aura of the abyssal weapon would be able to kill him.

But at this moment, Zhou Dao stretched out his right hand, and a golden luster wrapped around his palm, as if blood was flowing, and strange runes were swaying, and they disappeared in an instant.

"This is……"

Wang Ling's expression changed slightly. In his sight, Zhou Dao ignored the aura of the abyssal weapon and held it directly.

In an instant, golden blood surged, and the strange runes and mysterious light flourished, instantly suppressing the ferocious aura.

The next moment, the incomplete black sword seemed to fall into a deep sleep again, becoming dim and dull, like a defective item that was broken by a blacksmith in a mountain village.

"After all, it is the sword of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords." Zhou Dao looked at the broken sword in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

This abyssal weapon is much more complete than the spear he obtained in the Demon Suppressor's treasure house.

The latter did not know how many years of baptism it had gone through, and it had almost been wiped out, leaving only its shape.

What was released in the Demon-Suppressing Division's treasure house that day was his last power, and he allowed Zhou Dao to sacrifice hundreds of ancient monsters to obtain the World Book.

But this black sword is different. It is only three thousand years old. It is fierce and restrained, and has a strong sense and hostility to the breath of the setting sun. It even seems to be waiting for a new master.

"Master, are you...are you okay?" Wang Ling asked with some uncertainty.

He could feel that the power contained in this abyssal weapon was incompatible with the aura of their Sunset Sect, just like boiling water meets boiling oil. They were incompatible with each other and would inevitably be damaged.

However, at this moment, Zhou Dao seemed to be fine, suppressing the ferocious power of the abyssal weapon and even holding it in his hand.

"This thing will indeed cause great damage to our Sunset Sect." Zhou Dao nodded.

"But I have another chance and have the power to restrain him."

What Zhou Dao said was naturally the ball of golden blood obtained from the treasure house of Zhenmo Division.

The bones of the ancestors of the Sunset Sect were smelted and sealed, and after endless years of torn apart by the power of the abyssal weapons, the golden blood that was enough to be immune was born.

These days, Zhou Dao has been in seclusion, not only studying the [World Book], but also studying [Golden Blood] and [Abyss Weapons].

This kind of blood, after being tempered by the Sunset Sect's seal, was radically transformed by the power of Yuanzu, and quietly emerged in endless years. It is the creation of heaven and earth, and it is unimaginable.

Even with Zhou Dao's current level of cultivation, he was unable to refine it and integrate it into himself. He was driving it more as a treasure.

In addition, using this treasure consumes a lot of money on him. Even if it is said to be boundless, it will not last long.

"Master, can I learn this kind of power?" Wang Ling couldn't help but ask.

He was full of fear of abyssal weapons. Since he knew that they were the enemy of the setting sun, he certainly hoped to master the method of restraint.

"Not yet."

Zhou Dao shook his head. He had not fully understood the [Golden Blood] himself, let alone taught it to Wang Ling.

Moreover, this kind of power is unbearable by ordinary Taoists.

"Your level is still low now, let's talk about it later." Zhou Dao said softly.

With Wang Ling's current state, even if he meets a compatible person and the other party wants to kill him, there is no need to use abyssal weapons.

To put it bluntly, there is no need to kill a chicken with a bull's knife. Now Wang Ling is just a little chick.

"If you can completely refine this fierce sword, it will be enough for you to go a long way."

Zhou Dao looked at Wang Ling. Ever since Lin Jie transformed into a calamity, he had cared a lot more about his disciples.

There are only two disciples in each generation of the Sunset Sect, and he is the only one left in this generation.

Zhou Dao is very aware of the courage he carries on his shoulders. After all his efforts have been made, the glory of the Sunset Sect will ultimately depend on Wang Ling and Lin Xiaoxiao.

"If you have any questions about practice these days, feel free to ask me." Zhou Dao suddenly said.

"Don't let up."

"Master, let's come someday..."

"There will be no time left." Zhou Dao shook his head: "Since you are my disciple, you must work hard every day, and don't wait until the future to regret your lack of strength."

"I understand." Wang Ling nodded solemnly.

"You stay away, I want to understand this abyssal weapon." Zhou Dao said calmly.

Wang Ling was stunned, took a deep look at the black broken sword, and respectfully withdrew from the area.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords..."

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, Hunyuan's magic power was like a big net, rising up from the sky and covering this area.

The cursed sun seal rotates slowly, turning into a dark arc of light, which penetrates deep into the ravines and cracks on the sword.

Buzz…

In an instant, a strong ominous aura rushed towards his face, almost invading Zhou Dao's soul.

In a trance, he seemed to see a great existence, dominating the sky and the earth, and immortal.

"Yuanzu!?"

Zhou Dao's physical body resonated with his soul, and the Sun Curse Seal reached its peak, and he was able to disperse the strange figure from what he saw and thought.

"Damn thing, who are you?" Zhou Dao said calmly.

The stronger his realm, the more powerful and incredible he is able to perceive Yuanzu.

His power seemed to span the ages and break the shackles of life and death.

Whether it's the past, present, or future...

Whether it's life or death...

Even the slightest trace of the ancestor's power is like an individual, lasting forever, always accompanied by its mark.

This kind of power is almost beyond the understanding of the current practice system.

Rumble…

The sinister black energy, contaminated by Yuanzu's aura, was intertwined with the light of the Cursed Sun Seal.

Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuation, and the endless sword light came together, like a crack, which kept expanding.

In a daze, Zhou Dao felt the same breath from the crack.

The abyss is like a prison, full of disasters and ominousness, and the terrifying power has almost made the world into one.

"That is……"

Zhou Dao was entrenched in the void, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

At this moment, the black sword seemed to have completely revived and returned to its full glory. The sword body was dark and exuded like a star.

The terrifying aura seems to destroy this entire world.

"Tiangang Disha, your way has not yet reached its perfection, how can you withstand the power of my [Tianzhu Sword]?"

The overbearing voice echoed between heaven and earth like divine thunder.

At this moment, Zhou Daofang saw clearly that there was a figure standing behind the black sword, wearing a golden robe and looking like a hidden dragon and snake, with an aura that could look down on the mountains and rivers.

"Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, you can't leave."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, seemingly in response to the fierce power of the black sword.

"If I don't kill you today, I will kill myself here."

At this moment, another sharp voice followed closely.

Rumble…

The sky exploded, and a huge stone tablet fell from the sky. It was a thousand-fold treasure, full of auspiciousness, and two big words were written on it:

Control the demon!

Almost at the same moment, the earth cracked, and another stone tablet emerged. The killing was shocking, and the blood was fierce. There were also two big words written on it:

Suppress the devil!

"This... this is a scene engraved in time!?"

At this time, Zhou Dao was greatly moved, and finally knew that he had witnessed the battle three thousand years ago.

"Hahaha, Tiangang Earth Evil, controlling demons and suppressing demons, the little guys you once were... It seems that you want to become a Taoist ancestor and create a lineage for all generations!"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords let out a long roar, and the [Tian Zhu Sword] in his hand soared into the sky, and a strange black energy infected the heaven and earth.

In a trance, a majestic figure appeared in the world. The sky cannot destroy him, and the earth cannot kill him. Even if time passes and all things change, he cannot take away his invincibility and immortality.

"Abyssal weapons, suppress and kill!"

The world is horrified, and a strange world descends.

The world's invincible and domineering tower was made of countless magical swords. As soon as Fang appeared, sword light shot out, all of which were transformed into the [Tianchu Sword].

The stalwart figure grew bigger and bigger, holding up the sky and stepping on the ground, pressing down on the two stone tablets.

"Let this place be your burial place." The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords mocked mercilessly.

The black sword intent contaminates the world and seems to turn everything into purgatory.

Buzz…

At this moment, Zhou Dao's heart suddenly became extremely hot, and the golden blood slowly gathered and condensed in his right hand.

In an instant, the rolling black sword intent was annihilated as soon as it touched Zhou Dao's right hand.

"This is not light and shadow!?"

Zhou Dao's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes showed deep shock.

"who?"

At this moment, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords shouted loudly, as if he felt Zhou Dao's presence.

"Yuanshi!"

At this moment, Zhou Dao subconsciously blurted out, he propped up his figure, and swayed nine levels of profound light, as if standing outside the Hongmeng sky, the cursed sun seal turned into a godless crown, and followed closely behind.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Dao struck with a punch, driving the golden blood.

The black sword intention between heaven and earth suddenly shrank as if facing a powerful enemy.

"kill!"

Tiangang and Earth Evil seized the glimmer of hope in this ever-changing cycle. The two ancient stone monuments fell like big stars. Heaven and earth merged, and they collided with the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.

Rumble…

The world was shattered, as if the end was coming. Countless magic swords encountered disaster and exploded one after another, scattered on the earth.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords let out a long roar, and the majestic figure gradually disappeared.

This supremely powerful man finally fell into the hands of Tiangang Disha.

The long black sword suddenly shattered, and the remains of the body fell into the newly formed deep valley.

In the brilliance of extreme destruction, Zhou Dao retreated from the crack, with deep shock in his eyes! !

"Yuanshi...I am..."