This is a pair of eyes.
A pair of eyes with extreme sadness, sorrow, and even despair.
This thin sword penetrated Chu Cheng's body.
This is not because the person who suddenly appeared is so powerful that he can break the Xuanhuang Immortal Body. Instead, Chu Cheng took the initiative to disperse the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, allowing the sword to penetrate.
The person who assassinated him was not strong, if he stayed alive. Naturally, it is difficult to break his black and yellow immortal body.
Although, this sword carries extremely strong killing intent and strength. But after all, we are in the human realm and our cultivation level is not high. How can we break this mysterious and yellow immortality?
From this hit, it can be seen that this person's cultivation level is no more than the Golden Core realm.
However, when this sword penetrated. The vitality in Chu Cheng's body healed quickly on its own, and the trace of blood that passed away also poured back into his body.
That figure's expression also changed when he saw this scene.
This is a young man who looks very handsome, and his skin color is even whiter than most women in the world.
His appearance is extremely feminine, and if he dresses up properly, he can even look real.
But Chu Cheng could tell at a glance that this was a man.
The young man's body froze slightly. He looked at the person in front of him, his face gradually turned pale, and he gradually tightened his grip on the sword, trembling uncontrollably.
He had long known that the person he was facing was extremely powerful and an invincible demon.
He had long known that once he took action, he would definitely die.
He turns his life into a dream, trying to accomplish the impossible. Although, before taking action, what appeared in his dreams, imagination, and mind was that he had been killed with a sword.
However, the reality is extremely cruel, and this person is so powerful that he can become his nightmare.
His nightmare was that when he returned home from abroad, he saw everyone destroyed, including his family, relatives and friends, all swallowed up by a sea of blood.
It is from their blood, consumed by your own blood.
He lurked in the middle of the sea of blood for four full years in order to one day wait for the culprit who destroyed the mountains and rivers that originally belonged to his hometown.
This sword was full of hatred and murderous intent, accumulated in my heart, and flowed from the bottom of my heart into the sword.
This is the Demon-Breaking Sword, a magic weapon used by the descendants of the gods and monks in this forgotten land.
On the basis of spiritual power, and using the demon crystal as energy source, he can unleash a blow that far exceeds his own.
This is demon power. When all negativity pours in, this demonic power will become stronger and stronger.
This is a demon sword. If the hatred in the young man's heart and the obsession to kill his enemy were not too deep, perhaps his mind would have been swallowed up by this demon sword and he would have become a crazy person without any mind.
His obsession suppressed this demon sword. His desire to kill kept him lurking in the sea of blood for four years.
The young man's skin is very white, and it is indeed easy to break with a blow. This is a sickly white color, a white color caused by being immersed in the sea of blood and the corrosive power contained in it.
The poison has penetrated into the heart, and the disease has become terminal. This poison is the resentment left behind by millions or even tens of millions of beings.
It's just that the power of resentment. It is the best energy source for demon-breaking weapons, and is twice as powerful as demon crystals.
The young man wanted to absorb all the power of hatred to kill the demon.
This is a delusion after all, because his strength is far from being able to absorb all the malicious power in these seas of blood.
And...even if it can be absorbed, it can't kill the strong man standing in Xuan.
The young man understood this, but could no longer escape. Although, he knew that he could no longer escape in front of this kind of existence.
On the edge of life and death, the young man was trembling and feeling extremely cold, but he began to calm down abnormally.
Young people are no longer afraid of death. The moment he takes action, he is destined to die.
He knew that there was no way out at this moment. Even if you can't kill this person, if you pierce a few more holes in this person's body and injure him, it will be considered a worthy death.
He took a deep breath, squeezed out all the energy and blood essence in his body, and poured it into the demon-breaking sword in his hand.
The slender sword was lifted up again. A strong wind arose in the red curtain all over the sky.
The green light lit up again. This time, there were a few wisps of bright red color in the clear light.
This time, the young man finally couldn't suppress the negativity caused by the demon sword in his hand, and the clear light in his eyes began to fade away.
A roar filled with murderous intent.
The young man took a step back, then turned into blood and rushed forward again.
His speed is very fast, the fastest speed a young man has ever achieved in his life.
But, in Chu Cheng's eyes. The young man's movements were still very slow, just a piece of light feather falling slowly from high in the sky.
The sky, the earth. The distance is the length of time it falls.
The distance is long and the time is also long.
But in Chu Cheng's eyes, such a slow sword still made a sound.
It was the dull sound of flesh being scratched and pierced.
It's blood splashing. A few dignified colors were dyed on the white clothes.
This time, Chu Cheng still did not retreat, and even dispersed the vitality and suppressed it in the deepest part of his body, making it impossible for this vitality to rise, nourish and repair the body.
One sword, another sword, and another sword. When the young man realized that the person in front of him was not avoiding, he sheathed his sword like crazy and stabbed again.
One sword after another, each sword pierced Chu Cheng's body. Covered in blood.
The clothes and robes were all torn to pieces, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Except for those eyes, everything else was stained red.
The blood flowed uncontrollably, and the figure remained motionless.
Sometimes, a person full of hatred. Only by finding an outlet can he be rescued from the dire straits.
Chu Cheng knew that this young man only wanted to die. Even if you don't take action and let him go, there won't be this person after today.
He did not take action, nor did he want to let the young man leave and end up in a desperate place.
He wanted to save this young man and resolve the injustice with his own body and at the cost of his own injuries.
The little golden elixir cultivator is undoubtedly overestimating his own abilities against the Xuanjing cultivator.
This is like a moth flying into a flame. Even if he practices for another thousand, ten thousand, even hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years, he still cannot defeat it. Nor can I extinguish the fire of hatred by myself.
However, the young man was not facing the Chu Cheng from before, nor was he someone else.
Two figures, separated by a few inches, faced each other and looked at each other.
The place where young people are is a dark place that cannot be touched. Ahead, the darkness grew thicker.
It's just that the young man thought wrong. There was light ahead of him.
That light, just like the snow-white hair, is free from any impurities.
This light may be the only light in this forgotten place now.
Once upon a time, among the first group of people who had just begun this era, some people took out thunder, came out of wood and fire, and met the light. Then, people drilled wood to make fire, so people had their first fire, their first ray of light.
This is the fire that never goes out in the darkness that day and night bring. It dispels the darkness and the cold, and brings people the warmth to survive.
This fire continues to burn, turning into thousands of lights, so that more people can live without being confused by the cold.
Today's forgotten land has ushered in darkness and biting cold wind.
In this world, after all, someone needs to light the first fire, use it as light, use it as heat, to dispel the darkness and the coldness.
There is ice for thousands of miles, but there is sunshine for thousands of miles. This is the first ray of light in the land of oblivion.
A huge bright moon is in the sky.
There was moonlight all around, and among the silver, there was a figure dyed red with blood, lowering his head, and then lowering his head again. So that people don't think this is a condescending gesture.
In his eyes, the golden flames dissipated and were replaced by another light-pink fireworks.
This group of fireworks made Chu Cheng's pupils dim, but they were extremely dazzling.
Like a light standing between heaven and earth that can dispel this dark age.
The majestic momentum soared into the sky, canceling out the blood energy surrounding it for thousands of miles.
The young man felt this majestic momentum and did not feel any panic.
Although, this momentum. Proving the strength of this white-haired man. But it was not as scary as imagined.
On the contrary, it made him feel very comfortable.
Just like when he was a child, he was lying in his mother's arms or lying on his father's back.
However, his father and mother had already been destroyed in the disaster four years ago, so how could he feel this way?
Suddenly, the young man let go of the sword in his hand and stepped back.
It took a long time before he spoke with a trembling voice and confusion.
"Who are you? Why don't you kill me?"
The young man knew that his meager strength was not enough to fight against this person. It's not enough to stab this person.
However, he stabbed the man thousands of times, drawing blood everywhere.
The strong men in the Netherworld are slightly different from the aura of the creatures in this world. The young man has long heard that within nearly a hundred years, a large number of powerful people from other worlds will come here and bring unimaginable disasters to this world.
He knew that the people who destroyed the whole clan came from the world mentioned in the rumors, and he also knew that the people in front of him also came from there.
To them, the powerful men in that world are all bloodthirsty and murderous demons.
At this moment, why not take action against him? Just like the attack on their family four years ago.
In the pupils of his eyes, a hand stained red with blood was clearly reflected, reaching towards him in the dripping flow.
At this moment, the young man did not feel any panic or panic.
There was only a wave of warmth sweeping through the whole body. Washing away those hidden wounds and death intentions.
Then, he saw the person in front of him, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.
He heard something.
"sorry."
In the past six years, Chu Cheng has never taken action against any living creature in this world, let alone kill anyone or even exterminate his clan.
But, after all, like those strong men, he comes from the outside world. An intruder who belongs to this world.
The young man stood there stunned, full of astonishment. It wasn't until a long time that he heard another sentence.
"Let's go, I'll take you to rescue people. Also, let me borrow a sword."
Blood splattered again, and Chu Cheng reached out and pulled out the sword that pierced his chest.
He took a step past the young man, slowly raised his sword, and struck out with one strike.
The rise of the sword is a long song, and it is also the unification of mountains and rivers.
The young man turned around, and what he saw was the Milky Way, thousands of miles away, flowing westwards.
What he heard was the sound of meandering water creating waves of light.
Chu Cheng finally understood Gu Tianshu.
These majestic mountains and rivers are so wonderful because of the beauty of Zhong Ling, even thousands or thousands of poems with gorgeous rhetoric cannot compare with them.
The light spreads across the sky, and a long song begins again. This is the prelude to light dispelling darkness.
The ups and downs of hardships did not dampen his ambition, but instead invigorated him even more.
Mountains and rivers are full of beauty, but only righteousness is strong. Chu Cheng stretched out his hand, lifted up the young man and walked forward step by step. With each step, he painted mountains and rivers in ink.
The divine sea is flowing rapidly in the Immortal Platform of All Living Beings. Among the sentient beings who look exactly like Chu Cheng, there is a figure that is changing rapidly.
It melts in an instant and condenses in an instant.
It was an old man with gray hair and a hunchback.
