Chapter 1415: Inherited Sword Cultivator in the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm
Thirty-seven years passed by in the blink of an eye.
On this day, in the desolate Gobi Desert of the Wasteland Territory near the Thunder Flame Territory, an endless honor guard team stood amidst thunder clouds and sword light. Their masculine, domineering, and sharp pressure spread to Between heaven and earth, there is a terrifying aura that makes Zhenzhen Lianxu suffocate and crawl.
All the creatures on the earth knelt down involuntarily.
Whether they are mortals or beasts, whether they are family monks, casual monks, Zhenzong Daozong monks, or immortal sect monks, they all pay homage at this time without daring to be disrespectful at all, and their hearts are trembling.
Only a few brave people dared to raise their heads slightly and take a startling glance at the center of the ceremony, wondering what kind of earth-shattering figure it was.
It was a thunder palace thousands of miles in size, with a dome that reached into the sky!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
Surrounded by countless thunder lights and sword energy, the Nine-Headed Void Refining Level Heavenly Dragon was bound by thunder chains. The chains penetrated deep into the flesh, revealing the bones.
They roared angrily and unwillingly, but were driven by the thunder chains full of restrictions, dragging the Thunder Palace to fly into the distance.
"The swordsman genius of the Immortal Sect!"
"What a terrifying person this is..."
A monk from the Zhen Sect in the early stage of refining the void passed by here. He didn't even dare to raise his head, and knelt on the ground, paying homage without stopping. His body was trembling to prevent himself from showing any abnormality.
As Zhenzun Lianxu, he clearly knows where these nine heavenly dragons come from.
Two thousand one hundred years ago, Guang Lei Tianjun, the peerless swordsman in the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm, stepped into the lower domain of the Immortal Clan's Heavenly Blood Dragon Court alone, and entered the territory of the Thunder Dragon Clan in the Red Earth Mountain. All the hundreds of thousands of dragons and grandsons in the mountain were killed. The dragon's blood was spread all over the red soil mountain, and the dragon corpses were piled up on the ground.
At that time, the Lord of Light and Thunder laughed wildly, raised the fire of the sword, took a sip of wine and a sip of dragon meat, and drank freely.
Then, he will capture the strongest Nine-Headed Thunder Dragon, impose restrictions on it, and force it to pull a cart for him, making him a slave. He will not be able to escape for a moment, even if he commits suicide.
This is the tradition of Leiyang Tianjian Realm.
I walked out of the sect alone for thousands of years. When I returned from a bloody battle, there were already hundreds of thousands of demon monks around me. They all gained from killing along the way, and selected them for refining alchemy, planting, controlling beasts, refining weapons, etc. The monks with the strongest qualifications and understanding are their dependents and slaves.
These monks with the strongest qualifications and understanding in more than a hundred domains will be placed in the territory of Guanglei Tianjun to take care of him and rule the territory of Nuo Da, countless small and medium thousand worlds, and are completely loyal to him. .
In fact, this kind of surrender is regarded by many monks as a great opportunity to leap over the dragon gate.
Every generation of inherited sword cultivators of the Thunder Yang Heavenly Sword Realm starts their own journey of sword fighting, and they will attract a large number of loyalists who are willing to serve as slaves.
However, these willing monks were abandoned by the Leiyang Heavenly Sword realm sword cultivators, treated like nothing, and did not care.
Sword cultivators in the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm have always only selected those with outstanding qualifications from the sects and families of the Void Refining monks who were exterminated and killed by themselves. On this basis, the higher the qualifications, the higher the qualifications. The stronger the hatred in your heart, the more likely you are to be favored by the inherited sword cultivator.
These are the servants and dependents that Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm monks need.
Thousands of years ago, the Lord of Light and Thunder walked out of the sect alone. Now he has traveled through more than a hundred domains, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of monks, cheering in front of him and supporting him in the back, showing great power.
The pressure was so overwhelming that the cultivator was suffocated, his soul was frozen, and he did not dare to develop any will to resist.
The presence of this kneeling cultivator in the early stage of Void Refining was not ignored by anyone in the center of the ceremony.
His eyes fell on the True Lord Lianxu, and he stared at it for a long time before looking away.
"Xiao Guanglei, what are you looking at?"
Besides, a chubby, very kind-faced old man asked with a smile: "He is just a junior in the early stage of refining the void, and his basic knowledge is very poor. It shouldn't interest you."
"No,"
" Uncle Qi, all Void Refining cultivators should not be looked down upon." Guang Lei Tianjun smiled: "Furthermore, Fa Cultivators are different from us Sword Cultivators. They don't care much about face, dignity, etc. This early Void Refining cultivator. The monk may be a powerful Dharma cultivator and cannot be ignored. ”
"Of course, not this time."
He is handsome, elegant and unrestrained, with the arrogance and indifference unique to Tianhuang nobles, but sometimes he is extremely meticulous and very contradictory.
He withdrew his eyes from the trembling cultivator in the early stage of cultivating the void, and continued to admire the thousands of dancing female cultivators of the Nascent Soul in front of him.
Accompanied by the sound of fairy music, thousands of top-notch female cultivators, all fat and thin, danced in the air, their skirts fluttering, the dance was so beautiful that it was breathtaking, and it also contained the Tao Yun, and the color. It is not obscene, but contains the art of dance that reaches its peak. It seems to be telling the beauty of this avenue and can make people realize the truth.
This kind of dance of the great road, which can make people realize the Tao, is only used by sword cultivators inherited from the Immortal Sect for leisure time.
The revelation of the Immortal Sect's background, even if it is not its main profession of swordsmanship, is shocking and unimaginable.
The dancing is beautiful, that’s all.
What’s more important is the identity of these stunning female cultivators.
They are all the wives and daughters of the powerful enemies killed by the Light and Thunder Heavenly Lord. In the past, each of them was the proud daughter of heaven, the wife and madam of the ancestors, with extremely distinguished status, beautiful appearance, talents and talents. top notch.
It is shocking that these top female cultivators in more than a hundred domains are not willing to be humiliated and allowed to be molested.
"Xiao Guanglei, you are practicing swordsmanship too hard."
"You have to be distracted even when you are having fun."
The chubby old man shook his head slightly, feeling a little distressed.
He didn't seem to be a sword cultivator, but he was talking to an inherited sword cultivator on an equal footing in a swordsmanship sect, which puzzled some monks.
Because the swordsmanship sect has the highest swordsmanship, all monks, even those with higher realms and stronger abilities, are slaves, and they should be respectful in front of the inherited sword cultivators.
"Haha!"
"How hard it is."
Guang Lei Tianjun didn't take it seriously.
"Uncle Qi,"
"Tell me about this Thunder Flame Territory. Why do you insist that I go find the True Master of the Mire?"
The Lord of Light and Thunder changed the subject, a little curious: "I read from the information that this is just a monk in the early stage of Void Refining. Even if he has a spiritual pet of the same realm, he is only at the middle stage of Void Refining. He is very weak."
“Xiao Guanglei, you don’t know something.”
“According to the information recently shared with us by our ally the Immortal Weapon Sect, this junior from Quanmao may be from the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan. There is a possibility of hiding strength in the dark. We can try our luck."
The chubby old man explained: "If he is unlucky and his strength is too poor, I have other plans."
"The inherited sword cultivators of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm, Zhen Huo Tianjun and Xuanshui Tianjun, are about to travel through here. According to tradition, there will be a life and death battle between you."
"Xiao Guanglei, are you sure?"
"Otherwise we will branch off and fight again later."
He said worriedly.
The Great Yin Yang Sword Realm, the ancient Immortal Sect, has been passed down for tens of millions of years. Its foundation in all aspects is indeed stronger than that of the new Lei Yang Heavenly Sword Realm, and with the passing of the great catastrophe, its strength is growing rapidly. Recovery is not as weak as the Lingbao Realm that was destroyed back then.
(End of this chapter)