Back then, this sword. It was that person’s first sword in the world.
That sword left its sheath, and even the heaven and earth trembled violently at this moment, unable to withstand the power of the sword.
Under this sword, countless moonlight condensed in this sword, and an ancient city was instantly covered with snow.
Dressed in white, a sword thrust out, a flying fairy from the sky.
At this moment, whether it was the flickering light of the yellow earth, the greenery, the blazing fire, the extremely dazzling golden light, or the rustling silver light, they all focused on the woman in white.
There was aurora in her eyes. When he raised his head, even the icy world was transformed into the color of silver in an instant.
He relied on his memories to outline the nostalgia of those days. Her youthful ambitions are filled with her past, and her jokes about the second step mean nothing.
However, the life of companionship is still too hasty. In this troubled world, no one can protect him. I can only follow this little thought and grow with the wind.
If possible, he would rather give up his cultivation in exchange for the rebirth of those people.
But, this is not possible. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t do it.
In this life, he is destined to be irreversible. But in this life, that person is still in the vast expanse with him.
He had been defeated by her at the same level, and from that moment on, he had sworn that except for that person, he would never be defeated again at the same level. Then, follow the words left by Xue Yao, defeat her, become the strongest in the world, and can stand on the top of the world.
Chu Cheng's true cultivation level is only the middle stage of Nirvana, but his current state is the second level of Kongjing.
This level is almost the same as the Lord of the Netherworld, so it is also the same level.
Since they are at the same level, how can they be defeated?
Chu Cheng knew that he would lose. This was an unpleasant intuition in his heart. But he still has faith and support.
Today, with the white clothes on the swing, he sketched her in the real world and turned her into himself, guarding the country, fighting hand in hand, and gambling.
There is a thin line between heaven and earth, gathering light.
Back then, that sword was silent but powerful, destroying the heaven and earth.
Back then, that was her first sword. Now, this is his first sword.
This is the Nine Heavens Sword, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword.
This sword has an astonishing momentum. The spirits of the four saints accompany it all the way, passing through the bright clouds of the water. The leaves sound crisp and the scabbard is filled with frightening red. They fall together in thousands of families and fall together in the end of the world.
At this moment, all the creatures in the seven realms of God's Domain suddenly raised their heads. There was a surging red wave in their minds, but it was extremely clear.
Previously, they were puzzled by the disappearance of the white-haired man and the departure of the Lord of the Netherworld. They also looked at the body covered in fireworks and wondered what happened.
This red wave exploded in my mind, but it gave me clear eyes and clear ears.
They saw a celestial phenomenon and a great world scene. There, there was no destruction of the heaven and earth, only a few paintings that seemed to be filled with smoke. Everything is extremely gorgeous and the tide is rising. But it gives people an extremely comfortable feeling.
They also saw a figure, just a glance, and they were all stunned.
The white clothes are still white clothes, but there is a different woman. They were so astonished by the beauty of this woman that no one in the world dared to get close to her.
All this was done by this woman.
Their breathing gradually became faster. With each crisis, wisps of white smoke rose from their heavenly spirits.
This is the passage of life. When that wisp of white smoke rises, all living beings will feel it.
They can take it back in time, it is not imposed by force. But they are willing to do so.
The sea embraces all rivers, gathered in that sword. Making the light grow stronger and stronger. It also makes that part of the world more peaceful.
There was only a slight cracking sound. That bright line of light separated the sky. Split into two, the lower half is separated from the upper half and almost collapses.
The moonlight continued to shine and fall on that peerless figure.
There was nothing in the hands of the woman in white, and the silver sword in her hand had disappeared.
Only 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, nothingness was revealed.
It was chaos, and then, a few rays of light fell from high in the sky. There is also a drop of deep purple.
This drop of purple drips from nothingness. In just a moment, there was a big commotion. Soon, the storm began to freeze.
One side of heaven and earth, two sides of sky. Up here, purple everywhere, it's a freeze.
But what followed was another rumbling sound.
As time passes, the sound remains the same. I don't know how long it took before the sound disappeared, and it was quiet for a long time.
There is a yellow dress, slowly descending from nothingness.
The fall of this figure landed on the heaven and earth, bringing with it countless cold lights and biting wind, but it brought no life and a dead silence.
The yellow dress fell in front of the man, his face was pale, his mouth was slightly open, and he had no words. There was only a sigh.
One is stunning in ancient times, and the other is stunning in contemporary times. They are all the strongest people of an era. Now we met together.
Although, that person is not the real Gu Zhi Jing Jue. But after all, she still carries her shadow. Her magical powers and her inheritance are all in him.
This is the strongest two-person battle today.
It is the old wave that still flourishes, blocking the rise of the later wave. Or is it that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead and outweigh the waves in front?
No one knows, only this battle can prove who is stronger.
Purple color continues to surge toward the earth, causing the world to be covered with purple ice.
This is blood, coming from the blood on the yellow clothes.
That sword was extremely powerful. But there is no intention of destruction at all. But it forced the Lord of the Netherworld to show up.
The battle between the two supreme powerhouses did not cause many shocks. Just a simple finger, a simple sword.
If it were anyone else, their body and soul would be seriously injured under this finger and one sword, and they would even die. Only those who are powerful in the realm of destruction can be qualified to guarantee immortality.
Among the yellow clothes, the purple color is rich and stained with blood. But she didn't cry out in any pain, even though one arm was cut off by a sword.
She raised her head and looked at the figure in the distance. Slowly said: "This sword, only you can slash it in the sky forever. You... are really powerful. No matter it was then or now. But you have to know that you are just sketching it in your memory. Although you have some support , but the illusion is just an illusion after all.”
"You are not her after all."
The Lord of the Netherworld shook her head. She was amazed by that sword. She had also seen that sword and felt that sword personally. Even though it's the same sword. But after all, they are not from the same person.
This sword was stunning, but it still couldn't shock the Lord of the Netherworld, even though his arm was chopped off with one sword. Although, that sword brought out infinite and mysterious changes in all things.
A sword is infinite, and it is only changing. When there is no change, how can there be infinity? Some are just the first arcana in that sword.
There are also thousands of purples and reds, rising slightly in the cold wind. Thousands of flowers are blooming, and there is a faint light on the water. When the wind blows and the rain stops, someone's eyes flicker, and the mountains and rivers rise and fall in an instant.
People see that far away. A white light appeared on someone's severed arm, followed by an icy cold moment, a bright light, and white hands grew again.
That sword did indeed force out the Lord of the Netherworld, and it did injure him. But it was just flesh and blood, and his soul was not hurt at all.
Where is the soul in the empty realm? If there is a soul, it can only be created by using the most powerful magical power, and then severely damaged by it.
That sword is indeed a great magical power. Just killed the wrong person.
"Short-term power is indeed powerful. But you are facing me. You will eventually lose in this battle. But I will not hurt or kill you. I will only blame you for breaking Chu Musheng's layout."
"Remember carefully what it means to be strong. Remember carefully this moment when you are a strong person. In the future, there will definitely be stronger people more terrifying than me. If you can't even defeat me. And How can you talk about standing on top of the world? How can you talk about resurrecting your beloved? Do you know that there is only a thousand years left for you."
"Resurrection of the beloved..." The woman in white was shocked at this moment. At this moment, I finally remembered why I entered no man's land.
He is looking for the Lord of the Netherworld, and is pursuing the pursuit that persists in his heart.
"Where is the underworld...? Is the soul-calling flower... really there?"
At this moment, his voice finally began to tremble.
This trembling sound made the storm become more violent.
He stayed in the world, waiting for a look back that never appeared. This waiting may last forever. In the end, we can only watch the flowers bloom and never replace them, but the deep love will not last long.
"I am afraid that only I know in the whole world, where is that, where is that." The Lord of the Netherworld smiled softly, feeling indescribably proud, and with a hint of different emotions, he spoke again: "This battle After that, you follow me to attack Nanyang Pass, disintegrate the Cangwu Dao Alliance in one fell swoop, and then let the chaos fall on other Cangwu worlds, and I will tell you where it is and whether it is true."
"How hypocritical, how ridiculous!"
Under the bright moon, a sneer came from him.
"You keep saying that you and Chu Musheng are doing it for the common people in the world, so why do you give chaos fire to other vast worlds? When she left, the world suddenly shed blood. I personally buried a romantic period for her. Now, what can I do? Can you stain the heaven and earth with that blood again, and exchange that tragic scene for a reunion?"
His voice gradually trembled, and the murderous intention in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
A first snowfall froze the whole world. A love disaster locked up all his worries.
He was imprisoned by love, how could he indulge in that absurdity. If there is no way out, we can fight for a long time.
Suddenly, an autumn river brings rain, it seems like another dream, and it seems like a death paved the road to heaven, and there is another awe-inspiring event that makes the mountains and rivers change.
The world fell into a yin and yang, and a long bridge was paved far away.
A drop of ink, a drop of ink. In the blink of an eye, it turned into white dew again.
With the word fate, perhaps even gods cannot escape the curse. But in this world, there is still a rebellion, a rebellion of yin and yang.
