"Not bad, but it's a pity that this last move is not prepared for you."
Having already dealt with the entire realm of destruction very reasonably, the future leader would not have much value left in Lin Chongyang's eyes.
Next, it’s time to establish a character that can be changed.
Needless to say, Lin Chongyang still learned something from his frequent dealings with people like Xianzong Wuming and Taixuan Fengxi. In the past, he would not have thought of this kind of thing.
At most, it means to fish out people and kill them. This is already a very advanced strategy. It has been tried and tested in difficult situations and won key battles again and again.
However, the situation in the realm of destruction was special. At the moment when no trace of Xuan Mi could be found, he did not mind using other means as long as he could achieve his goal.
Lin Chongyang flipped his left arm and threw Wanhe Pines into the wind. At the same time, he raised his right leg so that his thigh and calf were flush with the ground, and he steadily caught the guqin.
Holding the sword in his right hand and stroking the strings with his left hand, he saw the piano and sword supporting each other——
"The Legend of Jun Lo Tian? Qing Feng Zong Yi? Tian Qin? The sound of the Jue Sword!"
The harmonious sound of harps and swords, the sound of thousands of sounds, the wind and clouds are swept away, and the vassals from thousands of miles away are proclaimed.
The clear sound spread, shattering the fire meteors covering the sky, and the sword light slashed out at the same time, shocking the world in all directions.
The future leader shouted angrily and pushed his body to the limit. A red rainbow surrounded him, causing the space to distort, and Yun Yuan rushed forward to meet the move.
Zheng!
For a moment, the chaos of heaven and earth opened like a grand mist, and a stream of blue blood spurted out. Accompanied by a startling cry, a clear sword light cut through the sky and the earth, breaking through the evil power of the demonic body.
Suddenly, the figure of the future leader was like a fire meteor, falling to the ground dozens of miles away, causing the surrounding ground to tremble.
The piano sword was put away by Lin Chongyang, and the right leg that was raised previously was also lowered. After determining the falling position, he took a step forward, and Chi Hong followed Huo Yun and landed smoothly.
"Cough cough cough——"
The body was broken, and it would be difficult to heal from the injury. The future slaughterer slowly got up from the pit, coughing up blood. Severe pain came from his chest. The blood gurgled like a stream, making the dust-stained clothes wet.
His gaze began to become blurry, looking at the red-haired figure approaching from a distance, the future leader felt unwilling to do so: "You! Despicable!"
The perception between life and death is combined with what the other party said before.
He vaguely guessed something.
For the evil spirit clan, the existence of the Sword Emperor is tantamount to a disaster, and it is even more likely to bring about the annihilation of the clan.
Moreover, the fact that the other party is willing to make such a calculation shows that the Sword Emperor has a very detailed understanding of the realm of destruction and them. The other party is willing to let go of his strong body, and what he wants is certainly not small.
Lin Chongyang said calmly: "You should say it's a strategy. It's my first time to use it, so I'm not used to it."
In the end, he still saved Yiyi's hand and did not kill him on the spot. The future slaughter will be different from that of Yao Zhutian, regardless of his ability or the value behind his death.
"Your purpose..."
"What is my purpose? As a dead person, you don't need to know."
His eyes showed unwillingness and even more hatred, and his slightly trembling figure declared that the future slaughter could no longer support him, and his body began to break apart.
"Hate!
! "
In the mourning process, the broken glass scales scattered all over the world, and a breath of resentment, together with the immortal foundation, turned into a pearl and fell into the dust.
Has the long-awaited future road ever had such an ending?
The hegemony of unifying the realm of destruction has since disappeared.
Lin Chongyang stretched out his right hand to pick up the Yuan Pearl, and thoroughly imbued it with red sword intent. He said with satisfaction: "Zhixin has his first opponent in the realm of destruction this time."
Just like Yue Wuque said, he knows how to make good use of people, and he will not let go even the dead evil spirits.
As for the so-called layout, in fact... it is very, very simple.
There is no technical content at all.
After all, after this battle, the information he leaked during the battle will only cause others to ask for help from him.
…………
When Lin Chongyang returned to the table, the teapot on the stove had not yet boiled, and the creator had not asked about the specific arrangements for his subsequent plans.
"I said, are you prepared to stay here?"
Looking at his friend sitting calmly opposite, the creator didn't know how to evaluate it. After the invading enemies were dealt with by him, this place as a battlefield would surely gather storm.
After all, the future slayer is also one of the most powerful men in the realm of destruction.
"Well, if my friend is impatient, you can go ahead." Lin Chongyang replied: "I have already responded to the temptations from evil spirits. Now I only wait for those who are Confucian, Saint, and Buddhist."
The Creator said solemnly: "You have just gone through the war. Do you look like someone who has abandoned his friends and ignored you?"
"I made a mistake. Please forgive me, my friend."
"Hmph, that's pretty much it."
"When the tea is ready, I will first punish myself with three cups of tea as punishment." The corners of Lin Chongyang's mouth raised slightly, showing an arc that was difficult to detect.
"This time we will discuss the ways of life and death."
The Creator ignored him and directly stated the topic discussed later.
Lin Chongyang added charcoal to the stove: "Those who kill will be killed. This is the cycle of cause and effect."
"Cause and effect? Where is the cause? Where is the effect?"
"The thought of killing is the cause, and the death sentence is the result."
The creator cited an example: "So, my friend's actions just now are also related to this cause and effect?"
"Yes, no, I didn't have any thoughts of killing before taking action." Lin Chongyang said calmly. Although it was the truth, the actual situation was slightly different.
"Wairly, your move is the cause, and his death is the result."
"What if you have compassion and kill to save someone?"
"..." The Creation Madman was stunned for a moment: "No matter what the reason for killing is, it is the cause. No matter whether the purpose is achieved or not, it is the result."
Lin Chongyang looked at him: "Isn't this a cycle of cause and effect?"
The pot began to boil, and the two of them stopped talking at the same time, but the previous agreement of three cups could not be renewed at this moment.
because.
The guests have arrived.
"You two are polite. I wonder if this humble monk is lucky enough to discuss Taoism with you two?"
The visitor is wearing a white monk's robe, with white beard and hair, and two long white eyebrows drooping. At a glance, it can be seen that the visitor has completed at least ten of the Buddha's thirty-two excellent appearances, which shows the profoundness of his Buddhist teachings.
"Huh?" The creator turned to look at the person coming. The connection on the other side that he sensed earlier was from this person.
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Then, the identity of the visitor can be determined, Confucianism, Sage, Buddhism and Taoism - all the gods!
This person is indeed as discussed before, his body is not flesh and blood, but lives in the world in another way. There is indeed some way to achieve non-turning.
Lin Chongyang said: "Cultivators, please take a seat."
"Thank you." Zhongtian took his seat with an anxious mood.
Before coming, Cihangdu made some calculations for him. The divination showed that it was a bit ominous, but it didn't seem that ominous. It could only depend on his personal destiny. In the end, he chose to come.
How should I put it, he probably has a direction that can be guessed.
After all, I know best what I do, and the other person comes from another realm...
At this time, Lin Chongyang poured him a cup of tea: "Please, cultivator."
