Chapter 754 Yinglong Statue
"Has the Yungang Sect been attacked too?"
Liang Yan looked back at the five extinguished oil lamps, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
I did not expect that this catastrophe would sweep across the entire Nanchui, and even the five great sects would not be spared.
The Nine Nether Alliance has been planned for a long time. There may be internal support within the Yungang Sect. With the internal support and external support, even if the eight peak masters and the long-lost Supreme Ancestor work together, they may not be able to protect the mountain gate. .
However, the purpose of the Nine Nether Alliance is to destroy the sword, not to fight to the death. They only hope that people they know well, such as Shui Linglong, Tang Jun, and master Yu Xuanji, can survive this catastrophe.
Liang Yan was slightly absent-minded for a moment, but a huge change took place in the scene.
I saw that the original sealing runes in the pit disappeared, and instead a huge hole was opened in the place. As if calling from the Nine Netherworld, a breath of death floated out of it.
As soon as this deathly energy appeared, it triggered bursts of chanting sounds. The sounds were ethereal and distant, as if they came from the ancient wilderness.
After hearing this, everyone in the Nine Nether Alliance had a strange expression on their faces, obviously they were not expecting the sound.
After hearing this, the two people in Wushuang City seemed to have remembered something, and their faces actually showed a hint of joy.
Liang Yan saw everyone's expressions in his eyes. He didn't know what was going on, but the keen perception of "Hunhun Gong" told him that except for the terrifying existence in the underground abyss, which was about to break the seal and When I go out, something else seems to be coming.
In just such a moment, the singing voice became clearer and clearer, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and a huge vortex appeared at the top of the hall.
Immediately afterwards, a mysterious statue fell from the sky, leaning squarely on the opening of the underground abyss, completely suppressing it.
“No!”
All the monks from the Nine Nether Alliance had expressions of grief and anger on their faces, as if they wanted to eat the statue alive.
But there was only shock in Liang Yan's eyes.
He clearly recognizes the person carved in this statue! It was the person he met at the end of the sword trial in Siming Mountain Palace, and his Black Lotus Sword Qi was obtained from the Hidden Edge Divine Stone he left behind!
"Old Yinglong, isn't it enough for you to use your body to seal Master Gui Si for thousands of years? Now after your death, there is still such a statue left behind. When we get out, we will dig up your body. Come out, smash your bones and scatter your ashes!" Li Kuang, who was in the middle of the formation, had a look of anger on his face and his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"Yinglong? Yes, this person's name is 'Yinglong', that's what the old dog called him back then!" Liang Yan no longer had any doubts in his heart, and the past events came to mind again.
When he and Lao Gou were competing for the Hidden Edge Divine Stone, the agency had used all the Taiyin Divine Thunder, but he didn't expect that the Lao Gou Demon was ten feet tall and was not killed by the explosion.
However, because Lao Gou unlocked his seal and exposed his strength above the Juyuan Realm, he was eventually noticed by the statue of "Ying Long" and forcibly teleported him out.
"It turns out that the senior swordsman who suppressed Gui Si in Wu Xin's words was actually Ying Long who left me the Black Lotus Sword Qi!"
Liang Yan suddenly felt enlightened and recalled it again. The poem I read at the end of the sword-testing road had one sentence on each side of the stone wall. The one written on the left was: "One method is passed down to four people, different paths." Or return together. Xuan Gong comes out of Tao Zang, and my religion shows its prestige!"
The words engraved on the right side are: "As soon as there is evil in your destiny, you will be unable to escape the disaster. " At that time, Liang Yan was ignorant and could barely understand the first part of the poem. Only the last sentence, "Disaster lasts for thousands of years," was really puzzling.
Now after experiencing these things, Liang Yan finally realized that the "disaster" referred to in this poem was the "Yinming Ghost Division" who had been suppressed for thousands of years!
Presumably, when the senior sword cultivator used his body to seal Gui Si, his time was approaching and he finally died here.
However, in the days before his death, maybe he felt bored, or maybe he really wanted to find one or two successors, so he used his great supernatural powers to open up a trial path here, and finally left The four are passed down to subsequent generations.
After Liang Yan figured out the ins and outs of these things, he couldn't help but respect this senior swordsman in his heart.
We must know that monks spend most of their lives practicing Taoism just for their own transcendence. Even if they know that their end is approaching and there is not much time left, they will try their best to fight for the last glimmer of hope. Even if it doesn't work, they will still be happy and enjoy the last part of their lives.
Who would spend his last days in this dark underground place?
Yinglong single-handedly gained Nanchui's stability for thousands of years, the vigorous development of the five sects, and the rise of each major sect, all thanks to this man!
Thinking of this, Liang Yan couldn't help but stand up straight, and then gave a slow salute to the person engraved on the statue.
Not only for his own master, but also for the common people in Nanchui, and even more for himself.
It can be said that this Yinglong, who is separated by thousands of years, is his enlightenment mentor in the art of swordsmanship! If he hadn't tried swordsmanship back then, I would have never been able to enter the swordsmanship in his entire life.
Liang Yan's greeting was sincere, but what he didn't expect was that something strange would happen in the venue!
The huge statue of Ying Long suddenly turned its head slowly and shot a blue light from its eyes, shining directly on Liang Yan.
Liang Yan was also unexpected, but after realizing that there was no murderous aura in the blue light beam, he calmed down.
Countless blue lights flowed around him, and Liang Yan gradually felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he could communicate with this statue.
This strange feeling became stronger and stronger. Liang Yan suddenly felt something in his heart and pointed towards an open space somewhere by mistake.
The Yinglong statue also imitated his movements and also raised its hand and pointed.
Whoosh!
A black sword energy shot out. Although the momentum was not very strong, the killing energy contained in it was far better than Liang Yan's own black lotus sword energy.
This hall is the entrance to the two realms of Yin and Yang. It was also built by Yinglong. The surrounding stone walls were originally indestructible, even in the battle just now between the many golden elixir monks in Wushuang City and Jiuyou Alliance. Nor was it damaged.
But at this time, he was easily penetrated by this black sword energy!
Many monks in the field took a breath of cold air when they saw this. Even Fang Liren and Buwen Layman, who had such extraordinary methods, had a look of surprise on their faces.
But soon, Fang Liren laughed and said: "This is what is called the devil is as high as one foot, and the Tao is as high as one foot! Little brother, senior Yinglong and you are separated by generations, you must not let him down. The old man’s thoughts!”
It doesn’t take Liang Yan to understand what this person meant. After thinking for a moment, he didn’t hesitate and directly raised his hand and pointed towards Li Kuang in the formation.
Whoosh!
Another black sword energy came out from the fingertips of the statue and headed straight for Li Kuang!
(End of this chapter)