Chapter 1149 – The True Martial Era Opens
Spirit Mountain Sect, inherited for more than 9,600 years, with 6,473 disciples, there are thousands of palaces such as the Hall of Transmission, the Pavilion of Canonical Scriptures, and the Hall of Ten Thousand Dharma, which are nestled in the Qianniu Mountain Range in layers, and there are large rivers with rapids in the east and west directions of the Sect, which can be said to be welcoming the sunlight reflecting the shadows in the morning, and bathing in the golden water in the evening, and the disciples are sitting down to discuss the Dao or practicing the sword or wielding it, which is so enjoyable.
As one of the twenty-eight clans in the southern border of the One Boundary Mountain, although it is not the top in the twenty-eight clans, but it is not inferior either, the supreme great elder Ma Wumen Sacred Ruin seven into the void, in the future, if it is in the Human Emperor, it is also considered a first class clan, the disciples are full of hope for the future!
“A thousand years ago, the world is in strife, but the fight is a small way, that is, in addition to my central domain of the other domains of the ten thousand races in rebellion, but also want to coexist just, the human emperor extreme three road out of the world, enough to suppress, at that time it was the beginning of the ten thousand martial arts great world, also known as the initial more alternative.
Forty-seven years ago, the heaven and earth suddenly changed, the Big Dipper seven stars shifted, four stars in a row, three days and out, the main great evil, the supreme ancestors return, the broken generation of the frequent emergence of the demon, the world can be changed differently, the times have changed!”
Outside the Star Hall of the Spirit Mountain Sect, the head of the power big sister Ling Yue’er, a red true disciple robe, hair bun high, eyebrows like a distant diadem, agar nose, cherry lips, a little bit of red in the center of the eyebrow, obviously born extremely beautiful, at the moment, all the eyebrows and eyes are all serious, let a person look at the fear.
Below the square seated eight hundred red-clothed true transmission disciples, listening carefully, someone suddenly asked: “Big senior sister, if a year ago is the initial replacement, then forty-seven years ago to date, what is called the era?”
Ling Yue’er solemnly said, “Fifth Boundary Mountain, the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty of the Central Domain’s eight million miles of Middle Earth, and the twelve just-emerged supreme beings of the seven great Zun Gongs, altogether projected the heaven and earth’s astrological phenomena, and the broken name is the First Era of the True Martial Era, and it has been spread to all the major domains!
This year is the thirty-seventh year of the True Martial Era, and it is left as a record for the historians!
Zhenwu, that is, Xuanwu, the northern seven hosts, the ancient great emperors all to the northern seven hosts as the fate of the Palace, now the emperor of heaven and earth has not yet come out, ten thousand martial struggle for the world, but also has a heavenly court eyeing, said Zhenwu Era, should be in the truth of heaven’s destiny!”
“So it is!” The eight hundred disciples were enlightened.
“Eldest senior sister!” A female disciple stood up and cupped her fists, “Now that the supreme beings of heaven and earth have returned, we already know about it, but …… what is a broken generation demon?”
“Demon is a term for top geniuses.”
A trace of longing and envy appeared on Ling Yue’er’s face, “Senior Sister Huan’er, and all of you senior brothers and sisters know that before the Middle Ages, when the last great emperor reigned, the world’s domains were still an entire and complete continent, with an east-west length of one hundred and sixty-seven million miles, and a north-south length of two hundred and eighty million miles, what a large, vast, and boundless land, and what a world of red dust it was.
At that time, the martial inheritance and divine means were definitely not comparable to the present.
We later martial artists, repair is the descendant of martial arts, strong is strong, the power is inevitably weak, when the continent’s ancient martial arts, basically lost.
For example, the nine secrets of the Qing Emperor, ancient martial arts trap art, the Qing Yun Sword stage and so on are all broken generations of magical powers, and how many people have it?
Broken generation, is a legacy left behind at that time, but not all broken generation family is really broken generation inheritance, they are broken generation martial arts, but also only in the minority.
Nowadays, the real broken generation demons have returned from nowhere, killing people at every turn, suppressing the four directions, and everyone wants to gain a foothold in heaven and earth and compete for the world’s opportunities.”
Female disciple Huan’er added, “Is it true that a Broken Generation Demon can defeat dozens of people in the same realm?”
The corner of Ling Yue’er’s mouth revealed a hint of an awkward smile, “Let’s put it this way, a Broken Generation Demon eats breakfast, the dou hua sheng comes up, kills eight hundred of you, and turns around and the dou hua isn’t even cold yet. Ten years ago I had been to the Third Realm Mountain and saw one with my own eyes, that kind of elegance is rare in the world!”
“Ooh–“
The eight hundred disciples were in an uproar.
A hint of horror also appeared in Huan’er’s eyes as she curiously asked, “Is that Lord Shen Han Yi who suppressed the Lin Du Sword Dynasty a broken generation demon?”
Ling Yue’er shook her head, “No! But he is a newly promoted Human Emperor, and he knows spells before he has entered the Ancient Emperor, he is a descendant demon with dual cultivation of spells and martial arts, he is even comparable to the general Broken Generation Heaven’s Pride people, but he is still far from being a Broken Generation Demon!”
A male disciple rose and arched his hand, “What is the difference between this Broken Generation Heavenly Pride and Broken Generation Demon, it sounds a bit awkward.”
Ling Yue’er sighed and said, “Those who cultivate the Broken Generation Inheritance Ordinary Avatar are Heaven’s Pride, and those who cultivate the Broken Generation Inheritance of the Ancient Supremacy and Quasi-Emperors are Demons, and that’s how it’s divided up, no one can say for sure.
A month ago, the Qi Liangcai who defeated Shen Hanyi was a broken generation heavenly pride from the Second Realm Mountain!”
The eight hundred disciples couldn’t help but be eager, and a female disciple asked, “Do we have any hope of practicing the Generation Break Inheritance?”
Ling Yue’er laughed bitterly, “And who would be willing to pass it on? Is anyone the same as that Heaven’s Proud Lady Ye Miaojin of the Third Realm Mountain? Or that Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox girl who was accepted as a disciple by a certain Zun Palace in the Fifth Realm Mountain?”
A handsome-looking male disciple with a face full of perseverance said, “Nowadays, in the world of great struggles, nothing is impossible, my generation of martial artists, will never bow down, sooner or later there will be a day ……”
Before he finished his words, a trace of fine sandy blood color appeared at the tip of his nose, he subconsciously grabbed a handful and said in shock: “What a rich fury, what is this?”
“This, this ……”
Not only him, the eight hundred disciples around him got up, their faces full of puzzlement as they stretched out their hands and grabbed at the floating blood color. Ling Yue’er was also a little surprised, but she was a great saint cultivation, higher than all eight hundred disciples cultivation, the first time to follow the blood color to the end, this look, face instantly bloodless, trembling to stand up, blankly looking to the east on the great river.
Only to see that the turbulent flowing, wide and incomparable great river above the sea of blood-colored clouds rolling over, the rich demonic, fury and murderous aura, as if the water flowed and spread over.
On that big river, densely packed, boundless ferocious beasts, flying in the sky, running underground, swimming in the water, small ones like fists, big ones like mountains, rushed over with unrivaled momentum, and with just a glance, it gave her a feeling that the storm was shaking and the heaven and earth would collapse.
The eight hundred disciples also finally discovered it, all of them were scared and panicked.
“Beat the drums, beat the drums, notify the sect that the ferocious beast is killing!”
That Ling Yue’er lost her voice and shouted.
Without waiting for her to command, in a palace above, some other disciples had already struck the clan’s Eight Xuan Drums.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh ……”
Hundreds of sect experts catapulted towards the clouds, Supreme Elder Ma Wumen, Patriarch Qi Jingyuan, and the elders were all present, but all of them had a trace of horror on their faces, as if they were falling into the clouds for a moment.
“Open the Mountain Protection Formation! Hurry!”
Immediately afterward, Spirit Mountain Sect Patriarch Qi Jingyuan roared in indignation.
However, it was too late, in the demonic aura of the millions of sky-covering ferocious beasts outside the mountain, seventy-two handles of Demon Gathering Flags suddenly appeared, fluttering against the wind, and for a time, the sun and moon were lightless, and the mountains were roaring.
Eight hundred scaly dragons flew into the clouds, rolling up the monstrous river to flood in!
Another three thousand Unloading Giant Demonic Beasts appeared from all directions, carrying mountains and smashing them heavily.
The Mountain Protection Formation was just half opened, and then shattered, and hundreds of disciples who added the formation piles spat blood and flew back.
Immediately afterward, the river spread throughout the entire clan.
What’s even more frightening is that thousands of smashed peaks, even if there are experts in the clan to cast spells to smash, there are still a few “fish in the net”, smashed the palace, smashed a group of disciples.
“Bang!”
A piece of mountain happened to smash in the square of the Star Palace, smashing a deep pit in the middle of the square, blood splashed like rain, broken limbs flying, at least one hundred disciples were smashed to death, including the ambitious male disciple just now.
For a time, the silhouettes shot and swept, screaming continuously.
“Eldest Sister!”
As Huan’er exclaimed in shock, she swept over to Ling Yue’er’s side, her face pale, “What happened, what exactly happened, why are there so many ferocious beasts!”
“Fierce beasts ……”
Ling Yue’er also didn’t know what had happened, seeing that there were mountains smashing in again, she hurriedly pulled Huan’er and flew into mid-air, raising her eyes to see a senior uncle, she hurriedly said, “Senior Wu, what should we do?”
“Set up a formation, Spirit Mountain 72 Sword Formation! Kill the ferocious beasts!”
Without waiting for Uncle Wu to reply, the highest in the sky, Patriarch Qi Jingyuan, angrily rebuked.
“Here ……”
Thousands of disciples, like headless flies, hurriedly held their swords and swept through the river water and rocks, gradually forming a vast sword formation, a total of seventy-one small formations and one main formation! (End of chapter)