Six Hundred and Seventy-Three. Immediate Sanctification!

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Amid Yan Zhaoge's long howls, the Bright Rainbow Sword in his hand was suddenly put away.

But the terrifying sword intent that exterminates all living things still exists forever, stirring all directions.

Wherever the sword intent reaches, everything in the surrounding world seems to have become gray and dejected, and they are walking towards the end together.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge finally achieved a small success in the way of swordsmanship that he had practiced.

And that terrifying sword intent made people palpitate endlessly.

The scene between the heaven and the earth changed and was infected by the sword intent, so that there seemed to be many visions in front of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, time seems to flow backwards, and everyone returns to the original era when the world was not divided and the prehistoric era was uncertain.

It is clearly the beginning, but everything seems to have been stained with a layer of twilight.

Head towards decline and decay together, usher in the final outcome of perdition together.

The beginning and the end seem to be unified at this moment, and everything in the world goes to the end, annihilates and disappears, and finally returns to nothing.

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the disappearing Martial Dao spirit above his head, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I finally comprehended some of the true meaning of the Juexian Sword Sutra."

The sword intent practiced and polished by Yan Zhaoge is the highest achievement of Daoist swordsmanship, the unique knowledge passed down from the lineage of the Shangqing Dynasty, the Absolute Immortal Sword Sutra.

Inherited from one of the Three Qing Dynasty, Lingbao Tianzun, the patriarch of the Shangqing Dynasty, is one of the supreme classics, together with Zhuxian Sword Sutra, Killing Immortal Sword Sutra and Trapping Immortal Sword Sutra, are listed as Lingbao Four Swords, also known as Zhuxian Four Swords.

It is the same as the ten volumes of Yuanshi Tianshu, which is also known in the world.

In the past, there was a complete collection of the Juexian Sword Sutra in the Book Collection Pavilion of Tianting Shrine.

It represents the artistic conception of power that all things go from being to nothing, passing through death, and returning to nothingness.

From the age of legends to the present, countless myths have been left behind.

Among the four swords of Zhu Xian, the Jue Xian Sword destroys all things, whether tangible or intangible, virtual or real, ever-changing, and will be sent to extinction with one sword.

After ten breaths passed, Yan Zhaoge suddenly withdrew his Rainbow Sword.

Even the sword intent of the Juexian Sword Manual was restrained, and the martial spirit above his head suddenly changed, turning into a person.

That person seems to be sitting in the chaos, the shape is the same, but it seems to be vast and infinite.

Chaos opens up, everything comes into being from scratch.

The division of Hongmeng, the heaven and the earth first opened, good fortune changes, and the sea is flowing.

Then Yan Zhaoge's martial arts spirit changed, turning into a tall giant, with fresh energy winding around him.

The giant's figure gradually changed and the fresh air was absorbed into its body, which became more and more condensed.

Daoes of light and shadow shine above the head of the portrait.

There are blue dragons hovering in the sky, there are King Kong sitting cross-legged on the ground, there are wind and fire sweeping across the sky, and there are pill furnaces spewing purple flames.

In addition, there are ice dragons going out to sea, there are suns hanging high, there are raging fires burning the world, there are quiet moonlight, and there are even turtles and snakes converging.

All kinds of scenes manifest many true meanings of martial arts.

Gathered together, it is not messy, because all kinds of original true meanings gradually dissipate, and finally condense into a torrent.

Above the torrent, there is a vague aura of black and yellow merit, which is the image of a sage educating all peoples.

The power of this spirit form of martial arts is slightly weaker than the spirit form transformed by Wuji Tianshu before, but it also has a sense of tranquility and inaction.

It exists between existence and non-existence, whether it exists or not, it is neither existence nor non-existence.

Afterwards, Yan Zhaoge's martial spirit changed again, turning into a long sword again.

The long sword is almost transparent, as if it has turned into nothingness, but the artistic conception of the terrifying power that exterminates everything is undoubtedly revealed.

Now that this sword has appeared, all things that have been created in the past will go into extinction together, move towards a common destination, and be extinct without a trace.

The end of good fortune, everything from existence to non-existence.

Time passes through the tenth breath and enters the eleventh breath.

Under the radiance of ten thousand zhang, the spirit of martial arts above Yan Zhaoge's head slowly descended, joining his body!

Everyone in the Guangming Sect, including Nong Yuxuan and Cheng Song, all looked at Yan Zhaoge in the sky in shock.

A martial artist condenses his own martial spirit, and most of the time, it is only possible to condense one.

It's not a question of ability,

It's for the sake of being in harmony with the body when setting foot on Wusheng.

There are too many spirits in martial arts, and the difficulty of matching body and mind is greatly increased.

But in front of Yan Zhaoge, the spirit of martial arts kept changing in an instant, making people dazzled and frightened.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge, the spirit of the martial arts has been absorbed into the body, but it is not dissipated like a general great master martial artist, but is to be combined with his physical body!

Today, Yan Zhaoge will transcend the ordinary and become a sage, stepping into the realm of a martial sage!

According to the world-recognized common sense of martial arts, such as Yan Zhaoge's style, it is common sense to fail a few times, and even the real essence will be disordered and collide, falling into madness, and there is a possibility of death at any time.

But looking at Yan Zhaoge at this moment, even a person as proud as Nong Yuxuan, Cheng Song as a fourth-level Martial Saint, and a strong man in the early stage of seeing the gods, the same thought can't help but arise in his heart.

It will definitely be a success!

If it is this person, it will definitely succeed!

It wasn't that they had confidence in Yan Zhaoge, but that Yan Zhaoge's energy and energy had peaked at the moment, showing a relaxed state.

The accumulation is too rich, and everything is just a matter of course.

To him, the heavenly moat that is transcendent and holy is like walking on the ground.

It all depends on whether you want it or not, don't think about whether you can!

Sensing the aura that could even affect their state of mind, without saying a word, Cheng Song suddenly exerted his strength and rushed towards Yan Zhaoge.

His holy soldier, no longer dodging the green bamboo staff of the Beiming avatar, was directly beaten to a dim.

His body no longer evaded the attack of the Beiming avatar, and was hit by the Kunlong spear forcibly, and blood flew all over the place.

Regardless of whether Cheng Song rushed towards Yan Zhaoge, he wanted to intercept him before Yan Zhaoge took that step!

Even if Yan Zhaoge couldn't be killed, he still had to stop him from stepping into the holy realm.

The other Guangmingzong warriors also reacted at this time, and rushed forward together.

But they will take it a step further.

Only Cheng Song can catch up in time.

But Bei Ming's avatar stretched the Kunlong Spear, directly discarded the holy weapon, flew up into the sky, turned into an arc, and blocked Cheng Song again in an instant.

"Get out!" Cheng Song roared and threw out his palm, the clinker Beiming clone shook his hand, and Wu Yutu's golden spear appeared, let's fight Cheng Song again!

Cheng Song's eyes are about to burst.

In the direction of his gaze, Yan Zhaoge's whole body was shrouded in light.

The twelfth breath!

The brilliance flowed all over the sky, as if the Milky Way was rewinding, retracting into Yan Zhaoge's body.

Countless radiant runes shone, appearing on the surface of Yan Zhaoge's body.

In his eyes, the brilliance shone, illuminating the surrounding world for thousands of miles.

All the warriors of Guangmingzong were shocked again.

Done?

That's it?

In a breath, transcendental and holy?

Even in the upper world, it is also a peak that countless people can't reach, a chasm that is difficult to cross, and the young man in front of him stepped over it?

No, did he lift his foot?

Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it seems to be in a deep sleep, and then wake up and open your eyes?

Yan Zhaoge's long whistle sounded like a dragon's chant, and at this moment it became more mysterious, like the voice of the Great Dao, resounding through the heavens and the earth, surrounding it endlessly.

He himself took the Wuji Heavenly Book of the Yuqing as the foundation, and later practiced the Absolute Immortal Sword Sutra of the Shangqing, and finally gathered many unique learnings in the world to jointly perform the merits of the Taiqing's education and humanity.

Sanqing in one, sanctified instantly! To be continued.