A silvery white line divided the sky into two halves. The next side, separated from the first half, almost collapsed.
The moonlight continued to shine, falling on that unrivaled figure in white.
Xue Yao's hands were empty. The silver sword was nowhere to be found.
The silver mark in the sky looks like a sword. To be precise, it is a sword.
A sword cut through the sky, up and down for two days, revealing chaos.
The chaotic space is very conspicuous in the silver world.
After three breaths, the chaos gradually faded away, revealing a bright and sunny sky.
A ray of sunlight shines down from the gap. At this moment, the moon and sun are both in the sky.
This ancient city and this world are the world of the gray-haired man.
Xue Yao broke the Tao with one sword, cut through the world, and also chopped up the Tao weapon.
With a click, a small stone fell from the ancient city and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, there was a roar, and the ancient city was divided along with the silver line.
The top is floating in the sky, and the bottom is slowly collapsing.
The gray-haired man raised his head, looked at the white clothes, and smiled.
His body was severely injured, and the intention of destruction crazily invaded his body. The lower body also fell down, leaving only the upper body.
With a bang, half of the ancient city below crashed to the ground, making a loud roar. Immediately afterwards, there was a snap, half of the body fell heavily, and the bones were broken.
Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took before the sound of the collapse disappeared and the surrounding area became extremely quiet.
The night wind gradually calmed down, and all the moonlight rolled back, returning to the bright moon.
The bright moon shines brighter. The one dressed in white came through the void, and with one step, moonlight flowers splashed up.
Taking shape step by step, the footprints are extremely clear.
Xue Yao walked through the air and came to the gray-haired man.
The gray-haired man looked extremely complicated, sighed, and said: "He is worthy of being invincible and a man of his era. This sword is difficult for me to take even at my peak."
This sword came into contact with a mysterious realm. One sword brought out the infinite and mysterious changes in all things.
Xue Yao shook his head and said: "Your current strength has only reached the beginning of the great road. But my sword has reached the top of the great road. You are naturally no match."
The surrounding light became brighter and brighter, gradually extending, and finally illuminated the gray-haired man.
The dark demonic energy dissipated in the light. The sun was warm, but it was extremely cold when it shone on the gray-haired man.
Xue Yao's sword directly cut through the foundation of his Dao, and the last chance of life was also passing away.
The gray-haired man smiled, extremely calm at this moment, and said: "I am a dying person. You said that I am a demon."
"My obsession is obsession and love. I have spent millions of years just to see him again. Now that I have seen him, I no longer have any obsession."
"He is not Luo Yun." Xue Yao shook his head again.
The gray-haired man smiled again, without saying anything, but said to himself: "I did not lose this battle, at least... I can make you sleep."
Xue Yao nodded and said: "You are right. For this sword, I will have to sleep for at least ten years before I wake up again."
"Ten years?" The gray-haired man was stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "I thought it would allow you to sleep for at least fifty years."
Fifty years is a short time, but the gray-haired man believes that Chu Cheng will be able to grow into a powerful man in the true way.
When we reach the true path, even if this being wants to seize the body, it will be very difficult.
It's just that it's only ten years, which is really too short.
Xue Yao shook his head and said: "That person has not fallen, why should I seize his body?"
"Not dead?" The gray-haired man's expression changed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Xue Yao's face, trying to see whether his words were true or false.
It's just that Xue Yao's face is as plain as ice that never melts, and his inner thoughts cannot be seen at all.
"That one is just sleeping. I believe that one day, she will wake up." At this moment, Xue Yao's expression finally showed a slight fluctuation.
The gray-haired man remained silent, then suddenly raised his head again and said, "I hope you will do what you said today and will not take his body away from him."
Xueyao nodded and said nothing. Instead, he looked at him calmly. After a long time, he said: "Give me the soil."
The gray-haired man looked at her quietly, shook his head, and nodded again.
"I want to see him again."
The person the man was talking about was the person hidden deep in this body.
Xue Yao nodded, then closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his temperament suddenly changed.
Still wearing white clothes, still the same person. Chu Cheng's green silk hair was draped behind him, and his eyes fell on the gray-haired man, feeling both angry and sympathetic.
Angry, Senior Xue Yao will sleep for ten years. How should he live these ten years?
Xueyao's companionship and guidance along the way made Chu Cheng feel dependent. For example, in the Ziyun Sect, it was only thanks to senior Xue Yao that Ziyun became famous. How will he spend the next ten years?
What Chu Cheng sympathized with was that this emperor, who had been dead for millions of years, left behind this demonic barrier just to take a look at Luo Yun.
The gray-haired man looked at Chu Cheng with soft eyes, filled with obsession. This made the hairs on Chu Cheng's body stand up.
Chu Cheng coughed hurriedly and said, "Brother, I am not Emperor Luo Yun." He thought for a moment and then said, "Emperor Luo Yun is my master from another generation, and I am his disciple. You have recognized the wrong person. .”
The infatuation in the gray-haired man's eyes grew stronger and stronger. After a long time, he sighed and said, "I know you are not the Great Emperor."
From the moment Chu Cheng stepped into the ancient city, he knew that this person was not Emperor Luo Yun, but the familiar smell made him fall in love with him.
The gray-haired man reached out and touched Chu Cheng's face, falling into memories. It wasn't until a cup of tea that he came back to his senses.
"You are the emperor's disciple from another generation, so I am your uncle." The gray-haired man withdrew his hand and thrust it into his chest.
A piece of white soil that sparkles with vitality. Appeared in the bone palm of the gray-haired man.
"I have nothing to give you, so I give this to you."
When Chu Cheng saw this piece of soil, his face was filled with joy.
This is soil, a divine soil that can be promoted to the Taichu space.
The gray-haired man looked at Chu Cheng again and said softly: "Thank you for coming here."
After speaking, stand up. At this moment, the ancient Buddha behind him once again flashed Buddha light.
The Buddha's light shines on half of the gray-haired man's body.
He is burning, burning with Buddha's light, sublimating to the extreme, gathering the last life force into one moment.
The half-skeleton of the gray-haired man regenerated flesh and blood at this moment.
The Buddha's light shines into his body and bursts out from his body.
One thought becomes a devil, one thought becomes a Buddha. At this moment, a Buddha came into the world. A shocking intention burst out! A rainbow shines through the moon.
This earth-shattering power is the pinnacle of the avenue and the ultimate in the world.
The gray-haired man felt as if he was enlightened at this moment, and his whole person became extremely peaceful.
This is a middle-aged abbot... who is also one of the three emperors under Luo Yun in ancient times.
The middle-aged abbot glanced at Chu Cheng and smiled.
Then, he stepped into the sky and left.
He burned the last of his vitality and reappeared to the extreme, just to make a break. The end with the Demon Emperor.
