Tear!
A wisp of wind blowing from the place of origin, carrying the turbulence from the beginning to the end, turned into flames and pierced Duan Zhen's ears.
He stood on the top of Taishi Mountain, but his eyes looked towards the infinite void battlefield, and saw the Great Evil King and the Immortal Emperor who were fighting.
That statue represents the founder of the Immortal Era, the first person in all time. At this moment, the Evil King's sword showed his invincible power.
"It seems that the Great Evil King is still a little behind."
The light and dark in Duan Zhen's eyes alternated, as if there were heavy ripples, reflecting the body of the evil king roaring to heaven and earth.
Boom boom boom!
The man who looked just like himself, holding a long blue sword, was drawing the sword wildly and slashing with great force, as if he wanted to cut the whole world apart.
But with just a glance, Duan Zhen knew that the Great Evil King at this moment was still no match for the Changsheng Emperor.
Even if the opponent is only a Yang Shen level projection, it is not something that any Yang Shen of the same level can resist.
In addition to the power of the medieval disciples who represent the bridge on the other side, I am afraid that only the still sleeping Taoist Creation has the power of unity.
Even Hong Yi, the destined son of this world, has to wait for all his power to reach its peak and be blessed by the king of many artifacts before he can fulfill the opponent's eternal bet.
Although the Great Evil King is powerful, he has not yet surpassed the king of all artifacts in this world.
Unless, this long sword with divine will can make further progress in the battle.
At this moment, Duan Zhen also completely let go of his control over the Great Evil King, allowing him to attack Jiutian by himself.
"Master...is the weapon of protection fighting against the enemy?"
At this moment, Meng Bingyun walked out of the Taoist temple holding Hongluan in his arms.
Her expression returned to calm and she stroked her hair, as if nothing had happened just now.
The weapon of protection in her mouth is the title of the Great Evil King.
This weapon belongs uniquely to Duan Zhen, and it is naturally a weapon to protect the Taishang Dao Sect.
"It's not a fight at this moment, and I don't know the next moment."
When Duan Zhen heard this, his words did not waver, he just smiled softly at the corner of his mouth.
"It's a pity that my cultivation level is low and I can't see this battle."
Meng Bingyun listened to Duan Zhen's misty words, but did not understand the meaning. She only felt a little regretful that she could not see the battlefield.
"What's so hard about this?"
Duan Zhen raised his palm, and in this void, the scene of the entire place of origin suddenly appeared.
Whirring whirring!
At this moment, it was the seventh move of the Great Evil King holding a long sword and slashing down hard.
"The Seventh Tribulation of the Evil King!"
The Great Evil King in human form, whose whole body seemed to be enveloped by the demonic energy of the abyss, let out a loud roar, and stared at the ancient and ancient Immortal Emperor, with all his strength igniting again.
The Ten Tribulations of the Evil King obtained from the world of wind and cloud have been deduced by him to a level comparable to the three sutras of the past, present, and future. Coupled with the accumulation of thoughts that combine all living beings, it has long been beyond the ability of the original method to interpret.
It can be said that when Duan Zhen defeated the Evil King for ten tribulations, if he encountered the state deduced by the evil king in human form at this moment, even if both parties were in the same realm, they would be dead and without life!
Boom boom boom!
Countless fireworks soared out of thin air from all directions of the bridge on the other side, and the river of origin, which represented the boundless sea of suffering, also swept across thousands of feet, rushing straight into the end of the world.
This knife carries a power comparable to that of the Yang God, which forcefully boils the sea of suffering and dims the sky.
Tear!
The void seemed to have opened a series of huge cracks, and the sky was cut open, as if the sight could no longer capture the whereabouts of the knife shadow.
Boom, boom, boom!
The white light, which was concentrated to the extreme, was suddenly squeezed and separated, and then exploded into a huge wave of air that traveled thousands of miles away, causing the surrounding dust to fill the sky, making it impossible to see anything.
This sword, based on its momentum alone, is qualified to enter the calamity. Even if it faces the first calamity of three thousand calamities, it is still 60% sure!
clang! ! !
But in an instant, the humanoid Great Evil King slashed down with a long knife, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the sudden roaring sound made him feel that the long knife was blocked by an extremely hard and even indestructible object.
After the light and shadow separated, he stared at the long knife in his hand, his expression becoming a little incomprehensible.
The thing blocking him turned out to be two fingers!
"Dao Master Duan, it's just a knife, but he underestimated me."
The lofty and ancient Immortal Emperor raised his two fingers and shook his head slightly.
He knew that Duan Zhen's feelings were hard to reconcile, so he specially asked the king of the forged artifacts to fight, but in doing so, he looked down on him.
He is the number one Yang God in this world for all eternity, the founder of the entire Divine Soul Immortal Way, and he is the one who pioneered the practice of the Nine Thunder Tribulations of Ghost Immortals.
Panhuang is his disciple, and both Creation and Taishang have to pay half a salute when they see him!
Even the medieval disciples who killed the Nine-Nine Saint Emperor and became the Nine-Five Supreme Emperor could not defeat him!
It was just a knife, so where did you find the courage to slash at him?
Even if the kings of many artifacts join forces, he can suppress it all by himself!
"It's just a knife? Old man, you've lived a crazy life for a hundred thousand years and ended up with only a shadow left to survive. How can you dare to speak so shamelessly like this?!"
The humanoid evil king bared his teeth and smiled. He had completely different personalities from Duan Zhen, and was particularly irritable.
Especially when he talks, he shows no mercy at all.
Because among all the thoughts of sentient beings that he has endured all year round, evil thoughts are the most severe, so his temperament is also particularly extreme.
"you…"
The Emperor of Immortality was originally calm and calm, but he was suffocated by the unabashed insults of the evil king in human form.
But just as he was about to respond, he saw the light of the sword cutting through the sky striking again!
Tear!
In an instant, the Evil King's eighth, ninth, and tenth tribulations burst open!
Groups of deep, dark mist that is so dense that it cannot be dissolved, like the source of evil thoughts in the shadows, like gangrene attached to the bones, rush towards me!
The evil king's ten tribulations are fully activated, and the power of the humanoid Great Evil King has once again increased by more than multiple times. He has completely reached the realm of three thousand tribulations, and the certainty of surviving the first tribulation has increased to 100%!
This realm of Yangshen is only in the first calamity.
In just over three hundred years, Duan Zhen's long sword alone had the power of three thousand tribulations!
"The evil nature is serious enough, but it's still not worth mentioning."
Facing this ray of sword light, the Immortal Emperor still shook his head, but his outstretched fingers turned into a palm.
Boom!
A layer of gilded sparks, like the sand of time consuming the world, emerged from his palm. A clearly visible white mark reflected on the surface of his palm, but disappeared in an instant.
A blow from an ordinary Yang Shen would only go so far for this Immortal Emperor.
It can be seen from this that the finger he fell into Zhongzhou at that time was just the most ordinary finger.
"The farce must end."
The Great Emperor of Immortality grabbed the long knife in the hand of the humanoid Great Evil King, and when he grasped it, extremely fine and twisted sounds suddenly arose.
It was as if he wanted to claw into pieces the knife transformed from the Evil King's two horns, which could be regarded as repaying Duan Zhen's humiliation to him.
But at this moment, his palm that could hold the stars failed to press down.
The humanoid Great Evil King standing in front of him suddenly stepped forward, grinned slightly, and pulled out a very strange smile, saying:
"farce?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly let go of his hand, leaving the long knife turned into two horns in the palm of the Emperor Changsheng.
Then, he stopped at the edge of the bridge on the other side, holding his hands on his shoulders, as if he was resting.
"Um?"
The Emperor Changsheng noticed something was wrong while he was breathing. He threw away the long knife in his hand and looked at the light gold vein grid that had wrapped around his body at some point, and his heart sank.
He suddenly thought that Duan Zhen, the king of artifacts, was a twin.
In the web of all living beings, the great evil king of all dharma and thoughts is born. It has never been just a knife!
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the Emperor Changsheng was entangled by wisps of complicated and inexplicable thoughts.
His Yang God projection body suddenly heard a sound that was unknown tens of thousands of years ago and was almost forgotten for a long time.
Sorrow, anger, despair, riot, sorrow….
Bloodlust, hatred, jealousy, cruelty, greed….
One after another, like swirling, they poured into the depths of his soul and fell into his 129,600 pure and yang thoughts.
This is the thought of all sentient beings!
Scenes of unstoppable thoughts began to sweep through his mind.
However, facing this scene, the Changsheng Emperor was just stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
He looked at the humanoid Great Evil King in the distance, his eyes finally lost their previous disregard, and instead whispered slightly:
"It turns out that most of the thoughts of sentient beings are evil thoughts."
The tone of this Immortal Emperor, who had killed many demon gods in ancient times and protected the human race to continue their cultivation, was somewhat incomprehensible.
In just one moment, he saw nearly 80% to 90% of the evil thoughts from the endless thoughts of all living beings!
And these evil thoughts are growing every moment, every minute!
The human race in the ancient times was not like this!
While he was feeling what he saw, he was recalling those fellow human beings who, even if they were about to die in the next moment, could still burst out with passion and had no regard for life or death, he felt even more inexplicable.
"You can think of it as the end of the era, when people's hearts are influenced by heaven's heart and gradually turn toward evil, but you can't fool yourself."
The humanoid Great Evil King seemed to have restrained himself a lot at this moment, and his words were no longer fierce.
He just looked at the Immortal Emperor who was deep in thought and spoke slightly.
Since integrating the thoughts of all living beings, most of the thoughts he faced were evil thoughts.
Why do living beings have such complex evil thoughts? Is it like this in this world, or is it just like this?
Could it be that human nature is inherently evil in the beginning?
However, he only thought about all of this accidentally. As an existence born from evil thoughts, he wished that the more of these things, the better.
At this moment, he only used such methods when facing an invincible opponent like the Emperor Changsheng.
The humanoid Great Evil King's deduction ability can be said to be comparable to that of a collection of ten future masters, and he has never been a brute force.
All his actions were produced after tens of millions of deductions in an instant.
The previous tone stimulated the Emperor of Immortality in the same way, and now the thought of releasing all living beings is the same.
"This old man, carrying the idea of carrying hundreds of millions of people, doesn't even change his expression..."
The humanoid Great Evil King was stunned for only a moment when he saw the Immortal Emperor, and was secretly speechless.
He just released all the thoughts he was carrying, but he didn't expect that the other party was not injured at all. He was truly worthy of being the first person in all time.
But he was stunned for a moment, which was enough for him to take action again.
Boom boom boom!
In such a duel between strong men, the outcome depends on just a few cents. The Immortal Emperor was distracted for a moment, and the humanoid Great Evil King's long sword fell straight down.
Tear!
The two horns that fell to the ground turned into long knives, spun around on their own, and were held in his hands.
This knife seemed to speed up time, condensing the entire river and sea water in the place of origin into a picture scroll.
Light divides into yin and yang, and chaos overflows.
The power of the sword is like time, fixing many thoughts.
The eleventh calamity of the Evil King, reversing time!
This is the follow-up method of the original Evil King's Ten Tribulations, which initially involves the sword technique of time!
Once this sword is released, it can be compared to the Three Swords of Taishang and the Three Swords of Panhuang!
Whirring whirring!
Different from Jian Twenty-Three's Yuan Shen Dingzhou, this Evil King's eleventh calamity relied purely on the power of the Great Evil King's body, abruptly shaking the passage of time in the entire Yang Shen world.
Time and space are here, stagnant for a moment!
Tear!
After this moment, the Emperor Changsheng returned to his senses.
Immediately, there was a sigh.
"This knife is not bad."
He touched his sleeve and saw that his left arm, which was intact, was broken by force.
But in the next moment, his broken arm immediately reappeared.
When the humanoid Great Evil King saw this, his eyes flashed, he waved his hand towards the Immortal Emperor, then fled into the air and disappeared without a trace.
On the bridge on the other side, only Emperor Changsheng was left.
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"This... is the fight over?"
At the top of the Taishi Mountains, Meng Bingyun rubbed his eyes, becoming more and more confused.
With her eyesight, she was still unable to capture the fleeting scene. After a quick look, she actually saw nothing. She only felt that the Great Evil King and the Immortal Emperor were in a daze.
"It's really not bad."
Duan Zhen nodded slightly, but it seemed that he was not responding to Meng Bingyun's doubts, but speaking towards the place of origin, towards the Taoist who was once again standing alone on the bridge on the other side.
Tear!
A crack opened in the void, and the Great Evil King, who transformed into a knife, appeared through the air and fell into his hands.
"Although we can't go any further, it's not far away."
Duan Zhen stroked the blue sword and whispered to himself.
In that battle just now, he could be said to have completely let go of his control over the Great Evil King, allowing him to use his spirituality to fight against the most powerful Emperor of all time, the Immortal Emperor.
I did it randomly, but I didn't expect it to be an unexpected surprise.
Unexpectedly, one of the Changsheng Emperor's arms was chopped off by the Great Evil King.
This means that the power of this great evil king is approaching the most powerful king of artifacts in this world.
What is the strongest? Right now, it’s the bridge to the other side!
You must know that this is the king of the first artifact that has allowed Emperor Changsheng to suppress it for tens of thousands of years. It has integrated all the power of the medieval disciples, and even Hong Yi, who later achieved great success, also needs its blessing.
In just over three hundred years, the Great Evil King was able to reach this level.
Even Duan Zhen found it extremely difficult.
"It's time to meet the destined son of this world."
After a while, Duan Zhen put away the Great Evil King, told Meng Bingyun to take care of Hongluan, and then took a step forward.
The figure changes and the vision becomes clear.
The entrance point is a mountain located on the outskirts of Yujing City in Zhongzhou.
Western Hills.
He stopped for a moment and saw several foxes with soft fur, like white snow, flashing past and burrowing into the mountain.
And a young man carrying a hunter's bow hurriedly followed the white foxes and broke into the depths of the mountain forest.
"When the piano is not played, the mind is already in a state of confusion. This mind cannot be controlled by others."
Duan Zhen seemed to see through the distance and see the book in the young man's hand, and read out a poem in it.
Immediately, he smiled slightly, looked at the snowflakes falling in the cold winter, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
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