Villain: Capture the Lolita Sword Spirit at the beginning

The extremely bright and bright white light flashed across the top of the ancient sword mound, and the flash of light made the sword repairers think that they had the concept of day and night again.

The thick thunderbolts converged into the shape of a thunder dragon. The star-sized thunder dragon was circling in the sky and roared deafeningly at Jian Tianming. The sword cultivators who helped Jian Tianming cross the catastrophe were also terrified.

Jian Tianming stared at the thunder dragon in the sky with blazing eyes.

Let him carry it by himself, he really may not be able to carry it.

It's just that in the face of the giant spiritual shield supported by countless sword cultivators, the power of this thunder dragon seems so insignificant.

"Jian Tianming is here, thank you for your help!"

Jian Tianming's will was getting higher and higher, and this thunder dragon rushed towards Jian Tianming as if he was enraged.

It was roaring, it was roaring, it wanted to devour Jian Tianming.

The moment its huge body collided with the spiritual shield, that huge body let out a series of pitiful screams, and the Thunder Dragon gradually dissipated from its head.

Every sword cultivator was under great pressure. One by one, they stopped transmitting spiritual power to the spiritual power shield, lying on the ground sweating profusely as if they were overdrawn.

Helping people overcome the catastrophe will have a great impact on them.

All the sword cultivators fell faceless, and the aura of the thunder dragon in the sky became weaker and weaker. Only Jian Tianming's body looked taller and taller.

The golden light sprinkled on his body, making him majestic like a savior.

"The catastrophe has passed, and now you can enjoy the baptism bestowed on you by the Dao of Heaven."

The ancient voice sounded slowly, and all the sword cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Tianming bowed in all directions while enjoying the washing of the golden light.

This time, he was able to survive the catastrophe and enter the Dao Realm, thanks to the help of these ordinary sword cultivators.

Without them, it is absolutely impossible for Jian Tianming to do this.

"Sword Emperor Tianming, you don't have to be polite, we all remember the protection that Sword Emperor Tianming has given us."

"Yes! We all keep it in our hearts!"

"Now that the universe is facing a crisis, how can we not do our part?"

"Sword Emperor Tianming, go and repel those people from the Demon Realm!"

Jian Tianming was bathed in golden light, and this golden light continuously scoured and transformed his body, making his body stronger and stronger, able to hold more and more power.

"That's not bad. I really didn't misread you, Tianming."

"Senior, thank you. Without the help of senior and everyone, Tianming would not have survived the catastrophe so smoothly."

"Hahaha, you have to be talented enough and have the love and belief of so many people. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do all of this."

"Tianming just did what he was supposed to do, and he never expected to be loved by so many people."

"Yeah, I just did what I should do... Then, it's my turn to do what I should do!"

Before the words fell, the countless broken swords in the Ancient Sword Sword Tomb began to move.

These swords stabbed mercilessly at all the sword repairers present. The sudden change made it impossible for them to react in time. They were completely exhausted and unable to make effective defensive measures. They could only stare at their own swords with wide eyes. The body is pierced by these broken swords.

"Senior, what are you doing!"

Jian Tianming summoned his natal spirit sword, but his body began to tremble as if it didn't belong to him. A force hidden in his body that didn't belong to him at all was his consciousness fighting for the control of the body.

However, that senior didn't continue to respond to Jian Tianming. These people died in the ancient sword mound, and their power was absorbed by the broken sword that pierced them, and their bodies disappeared like light spots.

More and more people were pierced by the broken sword, a dazzling light flashed in Chen Zongzhu's eyes, and immediately there was an extremely tiny sword light on the ground across the air, piercing towards a certain direction in the void.

"Tianming, it's in that direction!"

Sect Master Chen yelled angrily, but Jian Tianming's natal spirit sword was constantly swinging from side to side, unable to cut and pierce like normal.

The voice of ridicule sounded in the void.

"Do you think I didn't notice your small movements? As expected of the suzerain of Juechen Sword Sect, he will always keep a hand. But wanting to attack my real body...is too ridiculous!"

"Tianming! Stick to your will, you have already survived the catastrophe, don't be confused by disasters!"

Just as Sect Master Chen finished speaking, a broken sword pierced through his body.

He looked down at his chest in disbelief, and his body gradually dissipated like smoke.

Jian Tianming opened his eyes wide with anger, unable to vent his anger.

He was fighting for control of his body.

Now he also understood that the so-called senior didn't really want to help him, but wanted to get his own body and take it away from him!

"Give up, Jian Tianming. Although your strength is very strong, my methods are definitely beyond your imagination."

"I really... misjudged you!"

"Misunderstanding me? Hahahaha, but I have never lied to you. I said this is the only way to solve the crisis, right? I said that I can let people help you through the catastrophe, right? At the very beginning It’s time to help you raise your realm and overcome the difficulties, I didn’t harm you, did I?”

The old voice laughed, looking extremely proud.

The Broken Sword kept shuttling through the ancient sword mound, and each sword could take away the lives of countless people.

And after their lives were taken away, they didn't even have a corpse left.

Today's Ancient Sword Sword Tomb is a small world.

That mysterious and ancient senior is the way of heaven and the ruler of this world.

Duanmu Qingyu: "The people inside seem to have successfully crossed the tribulation."

Gu Lingxiao: "It succeeded."

Duanmu Qingyu was puzzled: "Then why don't we go in? Even if the exercises and supernatural powers of this universe are far weaker than those of the Immortal Realm, if a Daoist is really born, we will still be in trouble."

"Don't worry, what happened inside will not be so simple."

"Playing with mystery..."

Out of trust in Gu Lingxiao, Duanmu Qingyu still waited quietly.

Gu Lingxiao looked at the ancient sword mound, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the formation outside the ancient sword mound, and see everything that happened inside the ancient sword mound.

With a deep understanding of the Dao of Destruction, he can fully perceive the increasingly powerful destruction in the Ancient Sword Sword Tomb, and the speed of this destruction is still increasing step by step.

He was waiting, waiting for the speed of destruction to slow down.

At that time, it was time for him to make a move.