The last sword was slashed out, and the control of the body changed hands at this moment. Gongsun Ce's consciousness sneaked into the body, and his body was driven by the master of the final sword to fly towards the evil dragon above.
Situ Yi's head fell to the ground along with the rubble, with a false smile on his pale face, like a puppet, an actor, or a lonely ghost.
"Forget the old grudges of the gods and forget the new grudges of mortals.
You win, Gongsun Ce.
Enjoy this meaningless victory...
Enjoy the despair you created with your own hands. "
The man's head closed his eyes, and there was no sound anymore, turning into tiny dust in his field of vision.
Gongsun Ce had already turned back, the sound of the sword roaring in his heart. He stared at the gap leading to the sea of stars, where the body of the Glazed Dragon was almost completely invisible. The telekinesis in the body was overloaded and stimulated under the control of the Final Sword, and turned into countless threads to wrap around the body of the Glazed Dragon, trying to drag the dragon back to the ground.
However, the scale of the Glazed Dragon's existence is far greater than that of the mountains, and it can easily break the shackles of telekinesis. He had no time to take any more action, so he had no choice but to swing his sword at the evil dragon in the air. The black and red sword light penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks, but in the end it failed to touch the destined ending. The crack was completely closed at this moment, and the power of the terminal sword failed to touch the evil dragon, only cutting out another piercing light in the real world.
After cutting off two heads and severely injuring the body, the Glazed Dragon left. Its flesh and blood fell to the earth like a shower, turning into golden light on the way, like a god from infinite heights shedding tears, causing all the sadness to melt into the rain.
In the rain of blood, only the young man in black stood alone. He stared blankly at the sky, not noticing that in the endless rain, there were two strange lights falling to the earth.
One is the faint light and fire cast by the final sword master, and the other is the other weak flash that fell from the collapsed body of the Glazed Dragon.
Just like the Nether Dragon that was defeated back then and had its eyes beheaded, the dying Glazed Dragon also left a remnant at the end. It was a crystal clear scale, only the size of an ordinary person's fist.
The glazed scales flew slowly with the invisible pull, falling to the earth and the source that called it...
It fell into a ruined wall and landed on Mo Yuankai. It melted like a liquid and merged into the heart of the superpower whose mind was almost completely broken.
·
【Foolish person! 】【Incompetent person! 】
The sword's scolding sound sounded, but Gongsun Ce didn't say anything. He doesn't care anymore. He burned all the rubble in the air and quietly stared at the direction in which the Glazed Dragon was leaving.
His body felt very light, with an indescribable sense of relaxation. It's finally over. Revenge and satisfaction. If the Glazed Dragon is not dead, then he is not dead. He will kill him again if he has a chance. What else is he going to do?
At this time, Gongsun Ce suddenly felt a sense of violation. He didn't have to do anything, so why did he just burn those rocks? What is he doing... By the way, it's because under his feet is Superbia... Everyone is still in Superbia...
"...Ahh...!
! "
Gongsun Ce suddenly realized that he had forgotten something. Now that he had the strength, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to killing Situ Yi. He put so much energy into revenge that he could not care about it when he was dominated by the Final Sword. To protect everyone... He didn't take any protective measures for the people around him at that time!
There are Big Brother, Alandia, Orianna, Yulia and Sara, Roninlus, there are so many people... there are no measures to protect them!
"--No!
"
He remembered Situ Yi's previous attack. He rushed to the ground crazily and returned to the place where the battle started in a breath. Gongsun Ce's heart stopped due to his imagination. He fell to the ground and confirmed the reality with his own eyes. He suddenly lost all strength and used the tip of his sword to support his body to prevent himself from collapsing on the ground.
Everyone is still here. Arlandia, Big Brother, Orianna, the old mage... everyone is still there. Although they are dying and unconscious, they are still breathing. Muddy tears flowed from Gongsun Ce's eyes, and he almost fell to his knees, crying quietly.
Gongsun Ce didn't know that this was because he had unconsciously protected this area in the previous battle. His subconscious was so strong that the Final Sword had to use the tribulation flames to block the incoming attacks for him. He just cheered and prayed, rejoicing in this miracle of God's mercy.
I want to heal. He thought in his mind. I want to heal them.
But no sound came from the sword.
Gongsun Ce shook his groggy head and stepped forward. He quickly walked forward and came to the center of the Liuli Disaster. Yulia and Sarah were sealed in the crystal, and many people who fought alongside them were sealed in the crystal, like sculptures. The expressions on their faces still stayed before death, solidifying their bravery and despair at that time, and solidifying the love they would never have time to express to each other in the future. All of this was sealed in the crystal in the end, as if it were the most cruel and beautiful ending of life.
"Bring them back!" Gongsun Ce subconsciously raised his voice. He then spoke in an almost pleading, flattering tone. "Please, bring them back."
【……】
The silence of the sword made him uneasy. "Please." Gongsun Ce had a vague premonition, and his voice became smaller and smaller. "Please... help me..."
The voice of the Final Sword had never been so heavy, carrying a sadness that he could relate to.
【Konghua is not dead】
【Powerless】
"..."
The young man stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched those beautiful crystals. His friends were inside the crystal, but there was nothing he could do. He has strength now, but he can only swing his sword and kill.
Just as the Formless God failed in the end, he who killed him was not an omnipotent god.
Gongsun Ce let out a hysterical howl. He flew up from this beautiful crystal and flew over most of the city. He saw more, more. He saw the buildings that collapsed due to Situ Yi's attack, saw the crystals that were broken and shattered, and saw the crystals that sealed life broken into thousands of debris, just like on the ground. The broken porcelain saw the crystallized ocean sweeping across the royal capital and its surroundings, and everything they worked hard to save fell into the abyss again.
"ah……"
Gongsun Ce's hands couldn't stop shaking. He didn't want to hear the sound, so he pinched his throat tightly, trying to strangle the unpleasant sound, but he still heard his shriveled cry. "Ah...!" Broken. perished. There is no hope. died. died. died. Everyone died.
His revenge was completed, but the dragon was not dead and the capital was still not saved.
Dawn Knight said it was left to him.
What did he do?
“…Ahhhhhhhhhh!
!
"
Couldn't save it. Couldn't do it. Situ Yi's face reappeared again, and his words sounded mockingly in his heart. Enjoy the despair you created with your own hands. Nothing, nothing, nothing could be saved. "Ahh! Ahhhhhh!
! "Nothing was saved.
Gongsun Ce strangled his neck tightly and bowed his body as if he had been severely beaten. The pain tore his body apart, and the world was abstracted into blocks of color. His lamentations overlapped with the cries of millions of people. His existence was collapsing, and the line that connected him to the world was completely broken. broken. He couldn't survive anymore. He wanted to die.
【...release the power】
The sound of the sword sounded again, with a pity that he could not understand.
【Shake the world】【Destroy the soul】
【End all sorrow】
That's correct.
That is the path that should really be taken.
Gongsun Ce closed his eyes in despair, and his consciousness disappeared into the depths of his soul.
So, the power that has been suppressed since the day I gained super powers...
At this moment, completely furious.
·
The young man's consciousness was hidden deep in his heart, and her will completely dominated this body. She looked down at the world that was eroded by crystals, and the "psychic power" turned into her power came into full play. Her will extended infinitely with her power, and the real world was filled with cracks and was instantly shattered under her will!
"[End everything]."
Gongsun Ce, no, the shadow wings behind King Silence disappeared, and countless slash-like cracks appeared out of thin air in the space beside her, causing the "world" itself to shatter, revealing the bright galaxy inside. Countless scars given to the world hang behind her, just like the wings of an angel announcing death that spread out to wrap the planet. Every slash is a feather on the wing, and behind every feather is the galaxy of life. She flapped her wings and flew to high places, so the stars hung upside down and the world was shattered!
The Milky Way, born of one person, is revealed above the kingdom. It is the scar of the world. The destruction of the real realm is just the beginning. She holds her sword high, pointing at all life and the world itself. The power of silence turned into a final blow, and the red-black cross star flashed and bloomed in the sky, attacking the planet that gave birth to everything!
"[End everything]...!"
A wall of ink stretching from heaven to earth suddenly appeared, blocking the final sword's attack. The sword light actually expanded ten times in size, turning around and flying towards its owner!
The scene under the sky suddenly changed, as if a god was painting the mortal world with his pen, and the ink color like a Chinese painting swept across the whole city in an instant. Most of the colored glaze crystals were restored after being neutralized by that power, and they were just idle brushstrokes casually waved by the national masters when painting. The real painting falls in the unreachable sky. Within a few kilometers of the King of Silence, four ink walls rise like a moat, blocking the attacks of the gods and restricting the freedom of the king.
Sifangyin·Xiaoyaojian!
The King of Silence chopped off the counterattacked sword light with one sword, and as the calamity flames swayed, a man with long hair in green clothes fell into the cage. The swordsman holds a pair of long and short swords, and the blades are dim like the sunset.
"Nice to meet you, King of Silence."
Qin Ming smiled, raised his sword sideways, pressed the short sword forward to protect himself, and raised the long sword high to control the enemy. King Silence Wuyan raised his sword, and the dark sword light fell from the sky, as fierce as divine punishment! The bodies of the two disappeared at the same place, and there was no trace of life in Xiaoyao Prison. There was no sound of the collision of weapons, only the endless interlacing sword lights. One chop, ten chops, a hundred chops, a thousand chops...!
I can’t count how many fights there have been, and I can’t tell how many cuts I’ve made. Does the air still exist? No, does space still exist? The warrior who can clearly see the fight does not exist here. No one knows how much of the infinite slash is an illusion and how much is a phantom. Neither of the two warring parties showed their true skills. The tentative exchange stopped after a breath. The world-burning beacon was ignited on the edge of the Silent King's sword, and the world-killing sword prison appeared again!
"[World-killing Heavenly Prison]!"
The black and red swords turned into billions of blades and became prisons within prisons. Qin Ming saw that destruction was coming, but he sheathed his sword at this moment. He put away the short sword at will, held the long sword in the sheath with both hands, and raised it horizontally from the side of his head. A hazy brilliance flashed in his heart, evolving into immeasurable light and immeasurable earth.
"Sword of Troubled Times: Ghost-killing Shura."
Qin Ming closed his eyes and drew his knife. The sword's intention is as fierce as the evil Shura ghost, and as ferocious as the bloody hell on the mountain of corpses, but it suddenly changes at the moment it is unsheathed, subduing the evil Rakshasa ghost and calming the blood river in hell!
There is no sound or light, the fight is only between the movement of thoughts. Infinite light and earth disappeared, the world-destroying sword fell away, the sword master and the swordsman changed positions, standing with their backs facing each other.
Qin Ming opened his eyes and looked at the blade. The empty Ming Dao collapsed from the end, and the fragments flew away in the wind. He sincerely admired it and nodded happily: "The Demonic Sword of the End is truly worthy of its reputation."
The Silent King turned around, his brow furrowed in confusion. Finally, another sound appeared, as fast as the wind, and it was the shrill sound of blood splashing. A cut mark penetrated the hollow in the chest of the Silent King diagonally. The slash of the Ming Dao almost tore the flesh into pieces, causing the prison to rain blood all over the sky!
When will it be cut? The King of Silence thought quietly, and the exchange at that moment was completely reproduced by her, down to every detail. The man's sword broke when he broke through the sword prison. He drew the sword when he left the sword prison. So, the essence of that knife is...
A slash from the "past"!
"This is not the method of impermanence." As if sensing the king's confusion, Qin Ming explained gently, "This is Wu."
King Silence is not a martial arts fanatic and has no interest in his skills. He just has a good positioning of this enemy in his mind. The king holds the sword in his right hand to gather strength, and reaches forward with his left hand to collect Gongsun Ce's blood. But her action failed, because the terminal sword disappeared from her palm and appeared one meter away out of thin air, and the blood flowing from the wound "non-existed"!
The King of Silence realized the essence: "[Tianji Palace...? Yan Qi!]"
"Go back to the end of the road, King of Silence!
"
Angry shouts came from the outside of the cage, and the black-clothed painter flew out of the ink wall of Xiaoyao Prison, raised his palm and pressed it to the hole in the chest of the Silent King, hitting the flaming heart in the center of the hole. The tribulation fire beside King Silence immediately popped up, but an equal amount of white matter appeared out of thin air to intercept it. The void of nothingness was quickly filled with white matter at this time. The heart condensed by the calamity fire "disappeared" like the previous blood, and a pure white heart belonging to human beings was immediately generated. The aura of the Dawn Knight took action at this moment, blocking the movement of the Silent King. Yan Qi's palm directly hit the newly formed heart, and a new world was inspired at this moment!
"Strange appearance, creation of the world. Seal of Seven Consciousnesses, the final seat!"
Six-seal deeds guarded the six directions, and one-seal deeds sat alone in the center. The mark that looked like a lotus platform flashed from Yan Qi's hand and directly attacked the "self" of the Silent King. The king who initially arrived through the connection between seeds was pushed to the inside of the road again at this moment, and the consciousness belonging to Gongsun Ce was constantly breaking through the blockade. The final king reached out angrily and grabbed Yan Qi's head: "[Why haven't you ended the world yet]!"
"Because I'm not crazy yet." Yan Qi replied coldly, "Because the world can still be saved!"
The power of the Seven Consciousness Seal completely severed the connection between the king and the seed. The Silent King looked at the painter with complicated eyes and spoke as he did when talking to Gongsun Ce.
"[The day of enlightenment will eventually come]."
"None of my business."
Yan Qi's Seven Senses Seal was fully unfolded, the Silent King's consciousness finally left, and the owner of this body changed back to Gongsun Ce. Qin Ming poked his head behind him for a while and said regretfully: "I haven't beaten enough yet, so you come and grab it."
"Spank your ass! If you continue to spank her, she will come to the universe and be finished!"
"Well." Qin Ming said distressedly, "But I didn't fight enough."
"The seeds are still alive. If you don't get enough, go find him when you have time." Yan Qi said impatiently, "If you have nothing to do, get out of here. I want to work!"
Yan Qi's movements were non-stop. After sealing the Silent King, he took up the pen to deal with the final sword that kept making sword sounds. Qin Ming said expectantly: "I'll do it-"
"Get out of here and go away. You're still f*cking sealing it. You wish you'd 'missed' it after sealing it halfway. The Silent King comes out again and you continue to fight!"
"Well..." Qin Ming was told what he was thinking. He simply changed his mind and turned away first. "I'm going to find Situ." Yan Qi didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. He held a pen to seal the sword in one hand and pressed it on the other hand. Gongsun Ce’s white matter heart communicates with the will within it.
"I am Yan Qi...Dawn Knight?!...Is he a sword-wielder?...Okay, please cooperate. Time is running out and we can't seal the whole one, so I'll give this kid a hard time!"
Yan Qi grabbed the final sword and inserted it directly into Gongsun Ce's heart. With one hand, he placed virtual pressure on the hilt of the sword, and with the other hand, he drew complicated formations with a pen, and wrote thousands of incantations in small regular script. The power of those inks constantly competed with the white matter emerging from the heart and the black and red sword light of the final sword. The race against time made Yan Qi's expression unprecedentedly focused. He finally finished the basics of sealing and shouted, "Seal!"
The final sword made its last sound, and at this moment it was finally sealed into Gongsun Ce's heart. Yan Qiguan didn't care about the young man's bloody chest. He put away his brush, drew a stool and sat down, heaving a sigh of relief.
The sharp pain of the sword piercing his heart made Gongsun Ce stand up with a roar. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man in black sitting in front of him. He had an elegant appearance like a scholar, but had the temperament of a gangster. His eyes were full of arrogance. The man crossed his legs and said in a tone that had nothing to do with him: "Are you awake? The royal capital was destroyed and the Glazed Dragon ran away. It's not a dream, it's all real."
"you--!
"
Gongsun Ce stood up frantically, but was kicked back by Yan Qi. The last words of the ruffian before he fell into coma flowed into his heart.
"Also, starting from today, you will be the new Final Sword Master."
