Great Slaughter System

What is a fairy mountain? The True Martial Dao Sect is the real fairy mountain. Palaces floating in the sky, pavilions covered by clouds and mist, majestic mountains, fairy birds flying around, a famous disciple sitting on a crane, wandering in the True Martial Dao Sect, this is simply a fairyland.

The old man surnamed Zhang saw the surprise that flashed across the faces of the four of Shen Lang, and couldn't help but a touch of pride rose on his face. In the entire heavens, he dare to say that he is definitely the number one existence in the sect's resident.

And just when the four of Shen Lang came to the gate of Zhenwu Mountain, a group of Zhenwu Daomen disciples carrying long swords and wearing Taoist robes lined up on both sides of the road. The men were handsome and the women were heroic.

The green-robed Taoist priest who came back first walked out of the mountain gate with a smile, and said to Shen Lang and the others with a loud smile: "Several, poor Daoist Yiming, please be polite."

Shen Lang and Sword Emperor also clasped their fists in return. True Martial Dao Sect is one of the three overlords of the heavens, and even if they were proud, they dared not ignore it.

"Several please, the suzerain is waiting for you in the hall."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, followed Yi Ming, and walked inside under the welcome of Zhenwu Daomen disciples.

After the four of Shen Lang entered the mountain gate, the disciples of Zhenwu Daomen began to discuss.

"Brother Zhu, tell me, are these four people really the ones our ancestors predicted?"

A female disciple of the True Martial Arts School with a delicate figure and a pure face asked like a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Senior Brother Zhu pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "It should be true. It is impossible for others to enter the ancestral land of our sect, and there are still four people. They should be the people predicted by the ancestors."

"ah!"

The female disciple was confirmed by Senior Brother Zhu, and she couldn't help covering her mouth and exclaiming, "Senior Brother Zhu, don't our sect need a few more Supreme Elders?"

Senior Brother Zhu nodded solemnly, "It should be about the same, but it also depends on what those four people mean."

Along the way, Shen Lang followed Yiming and Zhang Chuji, watching everything in the Zhenwu Daomen with great interest. The scenery of the Zhenwu Daomen is so beautiful, even people like Shen Lang who have traveled through the heavens think that there is no place that can compare with the Zhenwu Daomen's residence.

Yi Ming and Zhang Chuji led Shen Lang directly to the top of the mountain, and on the top of the mountain, there was only one palace quietly floating in the air, like a fairy palace, giving people a sense of sacredness, and after Shen Lang and the others came to the top of the mountain, a sense of tranquility and inaction arose in their hearts.

Shen Lang tried it a little bit, but he found that he couldn't fly, and then Shen Lang looked at Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming suspiciously.

Seeing Shen Lang's doubts, Zhang Chuji guessed what Shen Lang was thinking, and smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist, don't be confused, the ancestors once set up a restriction here, and it is impossible to fly in the air under the ruler. If we want to enter the Zhenwu Hall, we can only enter the Zhenwu Hall through the ladder."

"Ladder?"

Shen Lang didn't know what the ladder Zhang Chuji was talking about was.

Zhang Chuji smiled slightly, and just when Shen Lang was puzzled, the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain began to dissipate, and a bluestone-paved step exuding a mysterious atmosphere appeared in front of Shen Lang and the others.

Shen Lang glanced at the ladder, and frowned slightly, "Thirty-sixth day?"

Zhang Chuji said slowly, "In the past, there were thirty-six heavens in the sky, and the ancient immortals and sages were also divided into thirty-six realms. It's just a pity that in ancient times, the wars were too fierce, and the martial arts faded. In the end, no one could cultivate to the thirty-six realms. Therefore, the ancestors turned all their perceptions into wills and sealed them in the heavenly ladder. Anyone who can climb the thirty-six heavenly ladders and the Zhenwu Palace will have a state of mind. It is not impossible to dominate the realm."

"Oh I got it."

Shen Lang became more and more curious about the Zhenwu Emperor of Zhenwu Daomen. How strong would a person who can make people hope to break through the realm of dominance just by relying on his leftover will?

"Brother Sword Emperor, you come first?"

Shen Lang became interested, but let the Sword Emperor try it first. After all, the Sword Emperor is only one step away from breaking through to the Juggernaut. If the Sword Emperor can break through the Juggernaut, then they will be much less dangerous.

The Sword Emperor was already very persistent in martial arts, so he was not polite and stepped on it first.

boom! ! !

As soon as the Sword Emperor stepped up to the first step, he felt a sudden change in front of him. This is a world of swords. There are many strong men holding swords in their hands and fighting in the sky. The most eye-catching one is indeed a Taoist priest with a long sword exuding a terrifying aura. A shocking sword intent rushed over.

The Sword Emperor was like a spectator, quietly watching those people fighting. At this moment, the Taoist priest made a move.

The moment the Taoist made his move, he was actually divided into three, and then he saw the three figures forming a sword array, strangling towards the man with disheveled hair opposite him.

"Three cleans in one breath?"

The man on the opposite side saw the Taoist priest's attack and murmured.

Following the Taoist priest's move, the man also made a move, puff puff puff! Countless sword energy erupted from the man's body, and the sword formation formed by the Taoist priests was instantly swallowed by the boundless sword energy, and the sword formation broke in response.

But the expression on the Taoist's face did not change at all, "Honorable Master Wanjian, old Taoist, I will come to learn your Wanjian Jue today, and see whether my True Martial Sword Jue is stronger or your Wan Jian Jue."

The terrifying sword intent constantly filled the heaven and the earth. The whole world was destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between the two. Every move and style of the two was filled with the power of law.

The sword qi radiated all over the place, and there were many afterimages, which made the sword emperor mesmerized by watching it, and his body in the outside world also had the sword intent rising, and the aura became more and more fierce.

Shen Lang looked at the situation of the Sword Emperor at this time, and nodded thoughtfully. It seems that this ladder really deserves its reputation.

But Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming felt a little surprised. They didn't expect that the Sword Emperor had just stepped on the ladder, and he had already realized something.

But what they don't know is that the sword emperor has already reached the peak of the ancestral realm long ago, and even the laws have been comprehended, and he only needs one kick to break through the master realm.

Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming's strengths are also in the ancestral realm, but their strengths are similar to Shen Lang's. They have escaped three or four catastrophes, and they can't see the specific strength of the Sword Emperor at all, so they are shocked by the Sword Emperor.