Having said that, the Evil God Swallowing the Sky Diagram erupted with terrifying suction, like a black hole, capable of swallowing up the heaven and the earth.
The terrifying pressure once again made everyone outside look pale.
"It's over, this move is too terrifying, Zhou Qiankun can't stop it at all!"
Nangong Feiyu's face turned pale and he had closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch what happened next.
Qingyao squeezed her jade hands tightly, an invisible murderous intention brewing.
Murong Ruoshui bit her lip. After all, she broke the promise and promised to keep him safe. In the end, she could only watch this scene happen and could do nothing.
Jian Aotian, Dugu Motian, Dugu Xiaolang and others clenched the swords in their hands and swore secretly that when the gods arrived, they would cut the evil master into pieces and avenge Zhou Qiankun.
Chu Shenhe smiled bitterly. Although Zhou Qiankun tricked him in the Tianling Mountains, now that he was about to die, he was still a little disappointed.
"I haven't had time to call him back!"
Others also turned around in despair.
Zhou Qiankun sighed, the power of the five avenues had suppressed half of the curse.
But the remaining half of the curse still takes a lot of time.
He smiled bitterly, it seemed there was nothing he could do.
Then he said coldly: "I didn't want to use this move originally. Evil Lord, you are proud enough to be able to die under this sword!"
As soon as these words came out, both the evil master and everyone outside were shocked.
Could it be that Zhou Qiankun still has a trump card?
The Evil Lord sneered: "A futile struggle!"
After saying that, the devouring power enveloped Zhou Qiankun, sucking up the ground where he and Zhou Qiankun were, floating in the air, and moving towards the Evil God Devouring the Sky.
Feeling the weightlessness under his feet, Zhou Qiankun did not panic at all, but became more and more calm.
"Holding a sword and wearing a white-clothed face, the god and devil send the god to death with a sword funeral song! The god's death song and sword technique!"
Zhou Qiankun thrust out his sword and concentrated his last spiritual power on this sword.
This sword triggered extremely terrifying visions of heaven and earth.
A funeral song was played, and between heaven and earth, a steady stream of gods and Buddhas fell from the nine heavens, just like the twilight of the gods.
Everyone looked up at Zhou Qiankun's back, their eyes dull.
Zhou Qiankun's temperament in their eyes had changed, becoming so invincible and indomitable.
Dressed in white, with a long sword, even if there are three thousand gods and Buddhas in front of me, even if I never come back, even if I forget myself in the end, I will have no regrets and draw my sword to fight!
Dare to kill the gods in the sky with a mortal body and send funeral songs to them. How heroic is this?
Murong Ruoshui murmured: "Qingyao, I seem to have seen the white-robed God King on the mural in the forbidden area."
Qingyao was also stunned and nodded.
"I saw it too, God Wang Xi, is he really that person?"
With one sword strike, Zhou Qiankun's sword power continued unabated. Blood flowed from the sword, a human head fell to the ground, and a soul shattered.
The evil master fell, and he was unwilling to do so until his death.
Unwilling to die in Zhou Qiankun's hands.
Not willing to accept the curse on Zhou Qiankun, he could still fight back.
Unwilling to plan for ten years, it all came to nothing.
However, none of this had anything to do with Zhou Qiankun. He just shook the bloody Original Hunyuan Sword lightly.
Immediately, a feeling of weakness came over him. This time, he had no strength left and could not even maintain flying in the air.
Zhou Qiankun's face turned pale, and his whole body suddenly fell towards the ground.
Once the evil master dies, the wheel loses its owner and falls powerlessly.
The formation of the Thirteen Ghost Kings collapsed without attack and dissipated in mid-air.
Looking at the ground getting closer and closer, Zhou Qiankun's face turned pale.
You're not going to be thrown to death, are you? That would be too frustrating.
In an instant, a white shadow passed by, and then, a pair of slender and strong hands hugged Zhou Qiankun.
Qingyao hugged Zhou Qiankun and landed steadily. Looking at the weak Zhou Qiankun, she placed him on the ground and rested his head on her lap.
Qingyao leaned over and looked at Zhou Qiankun tenderly.
Zhou Qiankun raised his head and was blinded by the two peaks, unable to see Qingyao's face.
He tilted his head awkwardly and looked away.
Lying on Qing Yao's thigh, which was soft and had a strange fragrance, Zhou Qiankun felt a hint of emotion in his heart.
Thinking that Qing Yao seemed to have a different attitude towards him than others, Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the most beautiful woman in Dachu fell in love with him?
But when I thought about it, I shouldn't have. I only met her twice and didn't communicate much with her.
Suddenly, Zhou Qiankun thought of what Qingyao had said to him at Taixuanmen, and his heart moved.
Could it be related to this?
He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Saint Qingyao, are you treating me like this because you told me at Taixuanmen before that we will have a long journey in the future?"
Qingyao looked at Zhou Qiankun tenderly and nodded.
"Then what exactly did you see?"
Zhou Qiankun continued to ask.
This time Qingyao did not continue to play riddles, but showed a hint of warmth.
"I saw myself dead."
The first sentence shocked Zhou Qiankun, and his eyes widened.
What the hell?
Qingyao ignored Zhou Qiankun's shock and smiled to herself.
"I saw you carrying an ice crystal coffin on your back, going in and out of various restricted areas, looking for a way to resurrect. Every time you came out, you were always scarred."
"I saw you narrowly escape death, cross the boundary between life and death, leave with high hopes again and again, and come back disappointed again and again."
"You have endured all the suffering in the world, but you have an indelible will."
"You are always cold in front of others. Except for silence, you are indifferent."
"You have tasted all the sadness in the world, forgotten your original self, and are ruthless to everyone."
"And when you are alone, hugging the ice crystal coffin and looking at the person lying in it, your eyes are the gentlest in the world."
"You gave her all your tenderness and all the world, but you were the only one missing."
Qingyao stretched out her hand and touched Zhou Qiankun's face gently.
"The person who makes you never regret it and is regarded as the whole world by you is me!"
"Sometimes, I often wonder, as long as I don't get close to you, will that kind of future not happen?"
"But when you appeared in front of me, Qingyao couldn't resist her heart."
Zhou Qiankun has never seen such a gentle Qingyao. At this moment, she is so heartwarming that it makes people forget to leave and want to indulge in the gentle land.
However, will he really love Qingyao so deeply in the future?
This doesn't sound like him at all!
He is a warm man who is determined to give all the beautiful fairies a warm home!
However, Zhou Qiankun is more concerned about the future that Qingyao saw. Did he save her?
"What happened next? Did I revive you?"
Zhou Qiankun was looking forward to that answer very much.
Qingyao's eyes were a little dim.
"You forgot about me, maybe I'm really dead."
Zhou Qiankun was a little confused.
Didn't she just say that she loved her so much that she never regretted it?
