Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Wushuang City, are you willing to surrender?"

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent. If Song Xuan had asked this question before, the city lord Dugu Yifang would have honestly sworn allegiance.

But now, the situation has changed. The two beings who suddenly appeared like gods and demons may not be inferior to the Sword Master in strength. Before the winner is decided, they do not want to take sides now.

Song Xuan's eyes turned cold as he looked at the brocade-dressed Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang and said coldly, "I killed your son before. To be on the safe side, I'll kill your father as well!"

He sighed, this is the bad thing about a society based on personal relationships.

If you kill the young ones, you have to kill the old ones. If you kill the old ones, you have to wipe out the whole family. If wiping out the whole family is not enough, you may have to exterminate the entire clan in the end.

Not allowing the enemies to reunite in an orderly manner made Song Xuan seem a little unkind!

As soon as he opened his mouth, Dugu Yifang's face changed drastically, as if he understood that he was doomed to die. His face immediately became ferocious, and his eyes shot out murderous hatred. Then he stomped his feet on the ground, drew his sword, and rushed straight towards Song Xuan.

He's gambling.

He bet that if he made a move, the two god-like and devil-like beings on the other side would also take action.

The sword shadows in the sky were like a whirlwind, covering Song Xuan's head, but the next moment, Song Xuan just pointed a finger, shattering all the sword shadows, smashing the long sword, and his fingertips fell casually on the center of Dugu Yifang's eyebrows.

Dugu Yifang paused, his body trembled violently, and then he flew backwards. Before he landed on the ground, there was a bang, and his whole body exploded like a bloody firework.

Boom!

At this moment, Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Aoshi, who had been gathering their strength, gathered their auras into one, and their auras rolled out like waves. At this moment, the two of them took action!

Chapter 562 Yin and Yang Purgatory, Devour!

In a sense, Dugu Yifang actually made the right bet, because those two god-like and demon-like figures did take action.

But again, he made the wrong bet.

Because in the eyes of the two, Dugu Yifang was like an ant, and no one cared about his life or death at all. Even if the two wanted to take action against Song Xuan, they had no intention of saving him at all.

Wushuang City was once the second largest force in the martial arts world. As the city lord, Dugu Yifang was also a well-known figure in the martial arts world.

But at this moment, his death did not cause any waves at all. Not to mention other people in the martial arts world, even the top leaders in Wushuang City did not care.

For them, as long as the Sword Master didn't kill them, the death of the city lord was not unacceptable.

Boom!

The sky exploded, the sword light was like a rainbow, dazzling and stunning to the extreme.

The airflow around the Great Demon God Xiao Jingtian was constantly exploding, and the long sword in his hand exuded an extremely cold aura. At the tip of the sword, a majestic shadow of a holy beast as big as a mountain appeared out of thin air.

That was the phantom of the sacred beast, the dragon turtle. Xiao Jingtian pushed the Four Wonders of Huntian to the extreme. With a sword in his hand, he and the sword became one. He seemed to have transformed into the sacred beast, the Black Tortoise, pressing down like a pillar supporting the sky.

Xiao Ao Shi also let out a fierce roar, and the spear in his hand suddenly burst out, like a long red flaming dragon, and suddenly threw it towards the position where Song Xuan was!

The method he practiced had the effect of gaining insight into the secrets of heaven, but Song Xuan was revered as the will of heaven, which was in direct conflict with his Tao. Even if his brother Xiao Jingtian did not come to cause trouble for Song Xuan, he would come in person.

This is a battle for the great Dao. If Song Xuan is not killed, there will inevitably be another sky above his head, and the will of heaven that he has comprehended will no longer be accurate.

The hatred that stands in the way is greater than heaven, and the fight for the great way is a fight to the death, with no room for compromise!

The two demigod-level beings attacked at the same time, and the space broke apart with a "crack" like a mirror. The terrifying scene seemed like the sky was falling, and everyone retreated in fear.

Wuming's heart began to beat wildly as he watched this scene.

"The Great Demon God, the Great Boss, is indeed a forbidden figure in the martial arts world!"

The Great Evil Emperor and the others were also filled with emotion. "The two of them joining forces to attack at the same time is simply devastating. Even if the Sword Master is truly an immortal descended to earth, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed, right?"

Wuming shook his head slightly. "It's hard to say. I have a feeling that Sword Master has a very big plan. We are not his real target at all. Perhaps he wants to deal with these two god-like beings from the beginning!"

Song Xuan's aura was locked. Facing the attacks of two demigod-level beings, he did not dodge or evade. In his sea of ​​consciousness, his soul formed countless seals in an instant.

The next moment, Song Xuan crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if embracing the world. When the attacks of the Xiao Jingtian brothers approached, a black and white Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared out of thin air in front of him.

At the moment when the black and white Tai Chi diagram appeared, the place where Song Xuan was located seemed to be a world of its own. With the Tai Chi diagram as the center, the area where he was located was infinitely stretched and extended.

His position seemed to be only a few feet away from the Xiao Jingtian brothers, but it seemed as if they were in two different worlds. No matter how the two of them pushed their offensive, they were just a little bit short and could not reach the area where Song Xuan was.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Aoshi looked at each other, both of them were a little confused at the moment.

They never doubted Song Xuan's strength. After all, even the old man Xiao Sanxiao specifically reminded him not to provoke him. So for this battle, the two of them made full preparations and even used weapons.

But even though the two of them had taken it seriously, they still couldn't understand what was happening before them.

The moves displayed by the opponent have already surpassed the scope of their understanding. This does not seem like martial arts, but more like the "Taoism" that directly points to the true meaning of the Tao!

Looking at the two people who were so close, one was slashing wildly with a sword, and the other was stabbing continuously with a spear like a fire dragon, Song Xuan laughed.

These two people are very strong, but he, Song Xuan, has been meditating in the Temple of War God for several years and secluded in Lingyun Cave for several years, but he has never been idle at all.

Based on the exchanges with Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang Mountain, he comprehended the magical skills that best suited him according to the Tai Chi philosophy and martial arts spirit.

"This method is called Yin-Yang Purgatory. Enjoy it!"

After he finished speaking, Song Xuan raised his hand and clapped it, and the Tai Chi diagram in front of him collapsed and shrank with a bang.

In an instant, the space where Xiao Jingtian and the other man were located began to collapse, shrink and squeeze violently. In an instant, the space within a radius of hundreds of miles collapsed into a strange area that was as dark as ink and shaped like a black hole and a prison.

In this area called Yin-Yang Purgatory, everything was being devoured madly, whether it was the energy burst out by Xiao Jingtian and the others, or the surrounding light, all were devoured.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Xiao Jingtian began to get scared. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape from this black hole prison.

He felt the energy and blood in his body surging outwards crazily, being swallowed by the terrifying black hole vortex around him. The unknown depths of the black hole seemed to be connected to a world, greedily absorbing everything he had!

Xiao Ao Shi struggled to maintain his body in the black hole. At this moment, he seemed to have figured out something, or seen some clues, and his face was filled with horror.

"No wonder, no wonder he dares to claim it as God's will!"

"This Yin-Yang Purgatory of yours is connected to another world, isn't it?"

It was silent inside the black hole. There was no time, no sound, and no reaction except for the devouring force coming from all directions.

Xiao Ao Shi was a little crazy, "Tianwaitian, you are a god from outer space! Right?

Tell me, tell me quickly!"

But unfortunately, there was still no sound.

.....

High in the sky, it was as dark as ink, and a terrifying black hole tore through the space. Only Song Xuan's illusory figure was sitting inside it.

The Yin-Yang Purgatory method uses the principle that the collapse of Yin-Yang Tai Chi shrinks and turns into a black hole to fight the enemy. At this moment, the surprise this method brought to Song Xuan even exceeded his expectations.

The black hole formed after the collapse of the Tai Chi diagram can actually connect with his inner world. The energy and spirit of the two brothers Xiao Jingtian that were swallowed up in the black hole continuously flowed into his inner world.

The inner world, whose expansion speed had originally begun to slow down, suddenly began to expand rapidly again with the influx of the spirit and energy of two demigod-level beings.

Song Xuan was in a good mood.

Sure enough, fighting with the strong and stepping on the corpses of countless masters is the fastest way to achieve the great way.

The gains this time are probably greater than those from simply secluded for ten years. If everything goes well, there will be no obstacles in obtaining the Dragon Essence and ascending to the demigod realm!

I have to say, this world of Fengyun is truly his treasure land!

Chapter 563: The strong create bloodlines, the weak rely on bloodlines

It wasn't the evenly matched match they had imagined, nor was there the mutual destruction that everyone in Wushuang City had hoped for.

Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Ao Shi, two beings who were like gods and demons, joined forces to attack, but their attack was like a drop in the ocean, and they were annihilated silently.

At this moment, in everyone's sight, the sky has collapsed, and it is pitch black. Only Song Xuan's figure is looming, sitting cross-legged in the collapsed black hole, seemingly refining something.

Seeing this, the last bit of resentment in Wuming and others' hearts also disappeared.

Even the two taboo existences in the martial arts world could not withstand a single move from the Sword Master. Facing such a terrifying figure, what other choice do we have except to surrender?

But at this moment, Song Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the black hole, suddenly stood up and walked out of it, then looked up at the sky.

The next moment, the stars were twinkling in the sky, as if hundreds of comets were crashing into the sky.

Before the heroes fell, the scene suddenly froze, the stars in the sky dimmed instantly, and a terrifying destructive force escaped. In the aura of destruction, an old man stepped out.

The old man looks no different from the old man next door. He has kind eyes and a friendly appearance, which makes people feel friendly at the first sight.

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!"

The old man's voice was not loud, but it was like a huge storm in the void, as if it was about to turn the four poles of the universe upside down.

At this moment, his white hair flew up and swayed like a waterfall, and all his old age disappeared. He looked radiant, and his somewhat hunched body became tall and straight, changing directly from an old man to a middle-aged man.

Song Xuan looked him up and down, and he was also looking at Song Xuan.

The two of them confronted each other for a while, and Song Xuan slowly spoke, "Xiao Sanxiao?"

Xiao Sanxiao bowed and said, "It is me!"

Song Xuan smiled faintly, "Are you also going to stop me from achieving my goal?"

Xiao Sanxiao shook his head gently, "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you, fellow Daoist. It's just that my son is ignorant and has angered you. I hope you can give them a chance and give me some face!"

Song Xuan laughed, "Respect is earned by oneself, never given by others!

If you want me to give you face, then let me weigh your weight first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura around Song Xuan suddenly changed. At this moment, his aura was as deep as the sea. In Xiao Sanxiao's perception, he was like an ancient demon god waking up from his slumber.

But Song Xuan saw that his right hand was clenched, and the five elements' energy was rotating between his five fingers, as if the sun, moon and stars were circling in his hand. After a brief accumulation of strength, he suddenly clenched his right fist and punched towards the sky!

It was a kind of punch that Wuming and others could not understand. It seemed like a divine fist from outer space. Wherever the fist light passed, every inch of space shattered, as if a huge world surrounded by the sun, moon and stars had torn through the sky and earth and descended.

Xiao Sanxiao's face was solemn. At the moment when Song Xuan threw a punch, he also slapped out with a palm. A palm like a god broke through the vast clouds and mist, surrounded by the power of wind and thunder, as if it was slapped down from the sky!

boom!

Without any fancy moves, the fist and palm forces collided with each other.

One is the Wuque Martial Saint, an alien who practices the Xuantian Creation Method;

One is an old monster who has lived for more than 4,000 years in the Fengyun World and has unfathomable cultivation.

The first time these two terrifying beings, whose combat power could be called that of demigods, clashed with each other, a large area of ​​space collapsed visibly in the heavens and the earth.

The ripples that arose on the outskirts of the battlefield even caused the walls of Wushuang City and various palace buildings to collapse like they had suffered from billions of years of weathering.

Some unlucky people who escaped slowly and were caught in the aftermath of the battlefield were vaporized in an instant without even the chance to wail in pain.

"The divine power is like the sea, and the devil's abyss is like a prison!"

This thought emerged in the minds of countless people. This kind of fight that was almost at the level of immortals and gods was far beyond everyone's understanding.

"What a divine man who laughs three times!"

Song Xuan stood in the void, his hands behind his back, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more obvious.

This is the first person who has taken his attack head-on since he opened up his inner world. He is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for more than four thousand years. In terms of combat power, he is many times stronger than that coward Emperor Shitian!

With a faint smile, Song Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared. Xiao Sanxiao's expression changed and he also disappeared at the same time.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have merged into the void, and seemed to be beyond the heaven and earth. Even a master like Wuming could not see any trace of the two of them.

The two of them were moving incredibly fast. When they got serious, they were two terrifying beings, so fast that not even their shadows could be seen. All that could be seen was the mountains outside Wushuang City collapsing and the rivers drying up...

The space was collapsing, the sky and the earth were losing their color, and the sun and the moon were becoming dim and dull.

The whole world seemed to be on the brink of destruction, giving people the illusion that it might collapse at any time.

This devastating power lasted for half an incense stick of time.

When the two figures emerged from the void again, Wuming and others felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief for some unknown reason.

"The divine man smiled three times, he is indeed extraordinary!"

Xiao Sanxiao's body trembled slightly. His eyes met Song Xuan's, and a golden luster shone in his eyes. He sighed softly, "There are always people better than you. I thought I had reached the limit of this world, but I never thought that there was a fellow Taoist who had such a stunning and brilliant path of cultivation!"

He took a deep breath and said, "If you can't transcend the world, then create your own world. Fellow Daoist, your path is truly amazing!"

Song Xuan looked calm and said with a smile, "You are very strong. You have the blood of a dragon turtle and four thousand years of cultivation. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are a god or demon in this world.

But success and failure are both due to bloodline. The Dragon Turtle bloodline provides you with endless vitality, but at the same time, your future path can only be explored around the bloodline, and the upper limit has been determined! "

Xiao Sanxiao sighed, "Yes, this is the truth that I only understood after living for a long time.