Mo Guyuan, who noticed the change in his broken mirror, had a bit of surprise on his face, but soon he smiled heartily. Now that he was in the nine-story tower, there were dangers hidden everywhere. It was a happy event to be able to jump into two realms like this. pile, at least a little more confident about the risks that may occur next.
You must know that entering the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is only below the Huanxu Realm. Now that he has reached the Golden Core Stage of the Transformation God Realm, he has naturally gained a lot of courage.
After feeling the subtle changes in his body again, Mo Guyuan took a deep breath and looked directly at the sky in the world in his mind. For some reason, he had the feeling of recreating the sword dance of the senior he saw on the top of the cliff. trend.
"The sword is not the enemy of ten thousand people, the literary theft is heard all over the world, and the madness is so crazy that it is a devil..." Mo Guyuan muttered in a low voice. This was the first thing he heard when he saw the senior here. In a word, it was also the first page of sword manual for him to understand that one man is the master.
I didn't understand it at the time, I just thought that the swordsman's sword dance was extremely graceful and exquisite. But now that I think about it, the first page of this sword manual seems to have made that senior feel desolate and helpless.
Mo Guyuan hesitated in his heart. According to what he had heard along the way, if he guessed correctly, this senior swordsman should have been a member of the God Realm when he was dying in the God Realm. He even had a certain relationship with the Dragon God Liuli. It was just that I don’t know why the two turned against each other when the demons invaded the mountains and seas three thousand years ago. What happened in this process that led to the death of both gods is really unbelievable.
With his thoughts swirling, Mo Guyuan followed the wind and waves of the sea of clouds and unknowingly arrived at the highest mountain peak on the bank of clouds in the sea of mind. He walked up the steps and arrived at the sword pond in a short while. In an instant, A sharp breath hit his face.
The sword energy in the sword pool turned into a thick liquid, and wisps of sword energy wandered and fluttered. The moment they left the sword pool, they turned into flying swords, flying straight into the sky, and finally merged into the bright sword river. Flying and surging.
Mo Guyuan secretly smacked his tongue when he saw it. Previously, he thought it would be wonderful if the sword river could fill the world here. But now that he saw the sword pond, his thoughts changed drastically.
Just because the sword pool is now half dry compared to the last time, the water level of the originally full sword pool has dropped a lot. Although the rising sword energy can still turn into flying swords and fly away, in this case It seems that if this sword pond dries up one day, I am afraid that there will no longer be a sword shadow brewing.
In addition, regarding the strangeness of the sword pool, Mo Guyuan quickly understood another extremely important thing after observing it for a while, which was the golden dragon in the pool.
The golden dragon is still swimming tirelessly backwards. Compared with the same trajectory as before, the golden dragon's body in the pool is now more plump and strong, and its whole body is shining with golden light, reflecting the gleaming light of the sword pool.
It is precisely because the captive golden dragon is hidden in the pool that part of the brewing sword energy flies to the clouds, while the other part will be sucked into the belly of the golden dragon and cannibalized, so as to cultivate one's own body.
Mo Guyuan saw it freshly. He didn't know where this golden dragon came from, but when he discovered the sword pond, it had already appeared here. In the past, he only used the sword pond to practice, but now he can absorb the sword energy in the pond. , no wonder this sword pool shrunk by half for no reason, it turned out to be stolen by this guy quietly.
Mo Guyuan didn't feel anything wrong with this. On the contrary, he felt a sense of closeness to this golden dragon. If the sword pool hadn't refused to listen to his orders, he would have wanted to fill the sword pool with blood. The sword energy was completely blocked and all was eaten by this golden dragon.
As if it had noticed something, the golden dragon that was swimming backwards suddenly stopped swimming and let the water around it brush against its body. The golden dragon raised its proud head and looked directly at Mo Guyuan with a pair of psychic eyes.
In an instant, Mo Guyuan's body was shaken, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.
Jin Long's eyes were bright, and there was a hint of meaningful smile in his psychic eyes. Mo Guyuan was about to say something, but the next second, his brain felt inexplicably dizzy, followed by a wave of mist. It won’t go away.
One person is dressed in red like fire, three thousand blue hairs are like ink, and the enchanting makeup is graceful and charming, which will captivate the country.
Her eyes were so familiar, just like the eyes of the golden dragon she had seen before.
She is majestic and majestic, like the aloof emperor, looking down on all living beings with the majesty of a ruler over the world, cold and beautiful.
Mo Guyuan was stunned on the spot, unable to move. His breathing seemed to be rapid and he had already held it. He just stared blankly at the red dress in front of him, and the scarlet red in his eyes became more and more intense.
"Would you rather drag me along and die together than believe me?"
Mo Guyuan did not speak, but the words rang in his mind.
The enchanting woman in red looked directly at Mo Guyuan, her eyes were sharp and decisive, and she said lightly, "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different. What qualifications do you have to make me trust you?"
One sentence made Mo Guyuan feel a heart-wrenching pain for no reason.
"It doesn't matter, you are the master of the God Realm, so naturally I can't compare with you. I've been wandering around these mountains and seas for thousands of years, and I'm just a passerby."
The woman in red didn't say anything. The next moment, Mo Guyuan could only watch her running towards him with nine-color strange light. The determination and killing intent in her eyes seemed to have an sworn hatred for him.
"In the battle of Tianwaitian, I killed four of the twelve demon vanguards. Without me, do you think you can resist? Liuli, do you not believe me, or have you been lying to me from the beginning to the end?"
Suddenly there was a trace of panic in the eyes of the woman in red who was passing by quickly, but she soon returned to her original state and said coldly, "You are so sentimental. Without you, how could my people in Shanhai have suffered this disaster? You are the chief culprit of everything." The whole trouble is yours, and God will not tolerate it until you die!"
In his chest, a nameless anger was gradually burning. Mo Guyuan clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart. He shouted with an unwilling tone, "It's so unforgivable, what about our past?" Were you just pretending to be in love during those journeys to all corners of the world?"
Liuli smiled contemptuously and said, "Otherwise, I am the first true god in the future, and my children's affair is just a whim. I am just playing around and you still take it seriously. How stupid do you think you are?"
Mo Guyuan covered his head and let out a heartbreaking scream. Even though he knew that the person talking to Liuli was the swordsman, for some reason, he was still in pain when he was in the scene.
He could sense his love for Liuli, that love even surpassed his own and surpassed everything else. But hearing Liuli say these harsh words, his heart was filled with endless hatred and unwillingness.
Although there were thousands of knots and tens of thousands of resentments, when he looked at Liuli's determined eyes and pale face, it seemed that all the grievances or hatred had disappeared.
Love is occupying, love is destroying, it is unreasonable selfishness and disregard of each other's feelings.
Love is also perfection, sacrifice, and no regrets after being willing to do so.
"If you want to kill me, just tell me. Without you in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I wouldn't be able to survive now. It's just one life. Why go to such trouble?"
At this moment, Liuli suddenly became panicked. All he could see was the trembling Xuanyuan Sword piercing his head inch by inch, dripping blood and shocking.
Liuli grabbed him desperately, trying to stop the absurd scene in front of her, but under his control, Liuli couldn't get even closer to him.
The first true god in later generations, Dragon God Liuli, was also in the divine realm, but with the swordsman's thoughts, she didn't even have a chance to get close.
At this moment, Liuli felt that she was a little ridiculous, who was so stupid, she felt that everything was not that important anymore.
"You've always been like this. Sometimes your self-righteousness is really annoying."
Liuli fell down on the clouds and muttered to herself.
The swordsman's energy flowed away with the wind, and wisps of it dissipated in the sky. When the Xuanyuan Sword penetrated his entire body, only a shadow was left to stop.
"Even if I'm annoying, no one likes me yet. Look how pitiful I am."
In the end, all his hatred and love turned into a faint self-deprecation.
The gods who are aloof are also in love and are as humble as ants.
Liuli glanced at him, and then watched the swordsman lose his soul. After an unknown amount of time, there was a smile on her lips, and she murmured, "Anyone who does unrighteousness will be killed. After all, I can't defeat the way of heaven, and I can't defeat you. You can’t beat yourself.”
In the sky, the fierce battle also came to an end. The remaining demon lieutenants fled with their subordinates. The Shanhai monks were also killed and injured. The few remaining Hedao realms were dying. They looked tiredly at the end of the sky, which was full of devastation.
Above the Five Classics of Mountains and Seas, no one can see the bloodshed in the sky, only the battle of life and death between gods and demons. When the light of the millet sword blooms in Kyushu, and when the nine-color strange light of the Dragon God collides with it, everyone They all mourned silently and shed tears for the dragon god's righteousness.
At the moment of farewell, from this moment on, there is no longer any true god in the mountains, seas, heavens and earth.
But no one knew that the Dragon God had not hurt the sword demon at all, and no one knew that the nine dragon breaths she gathered at the end were chasing the sword demon's soul.
He didn't want to die, not even the Dragon God could do anything about it.
But she wanted him to die so that she could feel at ease and get what she wanted. How could he ignore her feelings.
Born like a mustard seed, it has the power to shake the heavens and destroy the world. After all, it is difficult to defeat one person, and it is difficult to defeat the one you love.
Mo Guyuan felt disappointed, and what followed him was to fight for the injustice of this senior swordsman, angrily. Why would he end up giving everything for an unworthy person?
What is worthy of being willing and what is not regrettable are all self-deception.
After coming back to his senses, Mo Guyuan quietly looked at the golden dragon in the sword pond. At this moment, his eyes suddenly showed a bit of disgust and hatred.
Mo Guyuan turned around and left this inner world resolutely, but this time the foggy scene in his mind was still fresh in his memory. Compared with the previous times when he was in a trance, Mo Guyuan still did not notice anything abnormal.
