Bibi Dong signed in her belly, and she was named Douluo upon birth

Chapter 185 The confrontation between the two swordsmen!

In the eyes of outsiders, this is just a cemetery in Douluo Palace.

But in Qian Julei's eyes at this moment, there was a place where swords were buried.

This place was transformed by the souls of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin and Qian Daoliu, and the battle between the two souls continued here to the death!

At this time, what Qian Julei saw in front of him was Qian Daoliu sitting cross-legged on the [-]-meter step, wearing a green shirt, and the angel sword around him was filled with light, flickering on and off. ?

And the Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin here, the back of his body is glowing, and the sword spine has been forcibly formed. The blood all over his body seems to be Yin and Yang swordsmanship, and the flow is full of sharpness!

The souls of the two people, even though they have been dead for a long time, are still immortal. They are always confronting each other and brewing a war.

At this time, Qian Julei finally knew why Sword Douluo Chenxin had gone deep into the Douluo Palace mausoleum to guard the mausoleum for Qian Daoliu.

This person's life is devoted to the pursuit of the ultimate swordsmanship. Even if he dies, he will die on the swordsmanship.

Compared with the original work in which Sword Douluo Chenxin was obliterated and beheaded by Pope Bibi Dong, Sword Douluo Chenxin in this situation is what he really looked like.

Such a madman with such a paranoid swordsmanship will not stop until death, forming a barrier with the broken sword, asking the soul for the sword, and fighting at all times!

Qian Julei frowned slightly. This time he came to pick up Qian Daoliu and let him be reborn. By then, this sword madman would probably be lonely in his soul...

However, at this time, the outcome of the battle between the two was still undecided. Qian Julei did not immediately disturb the souls of the two, but silently observed.

"No, what's wrong? Wan Jian Chaozong has been naturalized. The first step is Wan Jing's confession. How come it's not strong enough?!"?

Sword Douluo's eyes were piercing with divine light, and his sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through everything. Before he drew his sword, he seemed to have already seen the power, and he felt confused for a while.

At this time, on Qian Daoliu's body, many angel sword shadows soared like waterfalls, and fell like divine dragons, submerging into the earth. They were swallowed up by the ground in an instant, and the sword waves rolled.

Then, Qian Daoliu shouted: "I can defeat you with this move!"

"The sea embraces all rivers! All rivers return to the sea!"?

The astonishing dance of the inverted angel sword seemed to prove this point.

The Sword Douluo was touched and stared at the Angel Waterfall motionlessly, his eyes gradually becoming clearer. ?

"Is it really so? The sea embraces all rivers? The perfection of swordsmanship is only one of the thousands. Although the Wanjian Chaozong is great, its real power can only be the perfection of three thousand, but there is no limit in heaven and earth..."?

Sword Douluo couldn't help but take a breath, but immediately, his eyes became firm. ?

"Since my father, no one has been able to understand the true Wuji swordsmanship. I don't know if my grandfather took this path at the beginning. Unfortunately, he didn't even leave a single secret formula. The opportunity to inspire it is hard to disappear. See..."? Chen Xin talked to Qian Daoliu without reservation.

"Whether your parents can decide whether to follow this path or not? If it were them, then the fundamentals of your enlightenment would be meaningless. What kind of practice is it if you can see the end at a glance!" Qian Daoliu was like a teacher instructing his children. , scolded sternly.

"Om-"

It was also at this moment that a continuous sound of sword chants arose from this place!

Every sound of the sword chant is incomparably astonishing, the unparalleled sharp edges are spinning and beating, and the kendo aura of multiple colors rises, as if all the rivers are returning to the sea, converging into such a huge angelic torrent. ?

"Qiandaoliu, are you making up your mind for me?"?

Sword Douluo was shocked in his heart. He glanced around, and when he was about to take action, he found that in this place where swords were buried, countless swords were shattered!

Countless mixed sword sharp edges, overflowing with color, condensed into a nine-foot cold sword in the void. ?

"This is the true edge that I have realized!"?

As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, Qian Ju Lei was naturally shaken in his heart when he looked at Fang Fang.

From the sword path, he seemed to see more than 100 figures. Each figure was looking at him, and countless gazes seemed to fall across time and space and fall into his eyes. ?

"Is this what you hoped for?"

Sword Douluo murmured in a low voice, "Although I have practiced for many years and even integrated the divine ring bloodline, it is difficult for me to reach the end."

"And even if I break through, I will be the only one to break through. The swordsmanship in these five directions is still irreversible. After endless years, if I become a god or become a god, I still can't change it."

As the conversation deepened, Sword Douluo laughed loudly: "Old fellow, thank you for your hard work! I, Jun Chenxin, have embarked on the true path of the sword today. In the past hundred years, even if it is a divine punishment, it should come to an end!"

"Buzz-"

In the dark, something seemed to be directly aroused.

In front of Qianju Lei, a piece of ancient land immediately appeared. Billions of broken swords resounded on the land. With a command, a stream of sharp energy rushed out, and billions of sharp swords soared into the sky, striking the nine heavens. Cloud sky!

Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong!

"Whoosh..."

Countless swords trembled, and streams of sharp energy rushed out. Many artifacts were also out of the control of all cultivators at this moment. Thousands of thunders flew together, deafening.

"Wanjian Chaozong..."

"How is that possible! How can this be the Wanjian Chaozong... Swordsmanship has been difficult to cultivate in ancient times, but now, there is also a sword ancestor who is about to appear!" Qian Daoliu saw that Qian Julei was back.

It was also at this time that the four realms of the God Realm and the Ninth Heaven.

The three people with eyes like falcons instantly penetrated the void and seemed to see a very far away place.

"Did you feel it? It seemed like a gaze passed over me!"

"It seems like there's more than one! It's coming from four directions."

"It's scary, what kind of strong man is this! This gaze is already infinitely close to that of the young master!"

Outside the Douluo Hall, someone was being stared at, but he couldn't move.

At this time, the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Looking northwest at Wanjian Villa, swords suddenly roared into the sky. All the disciples in the Villa were amazed and frightened.

"Sword Douluo is coming back! Sword Douluo is coming back!"

"Recently there have been rumors that Sword Douluo is coming back. I didn't expect that he would come back like this!"

At this moment, Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi walked in side by side.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Fengzhi said: "Burn incense and worship your ancestors!"

After hearing this, some people went there honestly, but most people were puzzled.

"Old Sword Douluo has passed away. All these signs are caused by his soul. You don't have to expect Sword Douluo himself to come back."

Bone Douluo Gu Rong also looked pale. Six years after Sword Douluo disappeared, when he finally became aware, he found that Sword Douluo had passed away.

As for this vision, it can only mean that Sword Douluo has succeeded, otherwise it would not be a miracle.

(End of this chapter)