This dilapidated earth, this scene of the sky falling apart and the earth falling apart, is destined to be the end of the world. This is a destined ending. Faced with such a powerful enemy, even if the Emperor broke through his shackles and embarked on an unimaginable path, he was still defeated, his head was cut off, and his blood was sprinkled everywhere in the world. Made a breath.
They witnessed with their own eyes that when the World Emperor's broken corpse fell, it was no longer in the big handprint, and even the broken limbs and pieces of flesh were difficult to find.
Just as everyone was shouting, sadness arose in their hearts, and the whole chest was filled with only anger and sadness, and they aroused the desire to die. But he didn't expect that there was still a glimmer of hope in this world.
The Human Emperor returns to the seven realms of the human world and will once again try to save this candle that is crumbling in the strong wind and is about to be extinguished again.
They saw a breeze blowing from all directions, caressing the earth and traveling high in the sky. It turns out that the people's hearts were devastated by the thick ice and snow. In March, the sudden coldness collapsed on the world. The trees that were about to be unable to bear the weight, in an instant, once again caused a fire like the scorching sun. Such universal illumination.
The biting coldness, like the coming of a blizzard, disappeared in an instant. Instead, there was another surge of clouds.
At this moment, thousands of trees bloomed, and the grasses that were downturned stood up again, like swords with their sharp edges exposed. Countless light spots floated on the bodies of all living beings.
I'm afraid that the stars are just as gorgeous as that. It's as if all the starlight in the universe has gathered here. As the white clouds surged and the wind moved from ten directions, people saw countless light spots, one by one, connected into a thin line, all looking towards the sky.
At this moment, people held their breath. The sky and the earth were silent and soundless. Even the surging clouds and the shaking of the grass and trees did not make the slightest sound.
There are few things in the world that can operate truly silently. Even people's breathing makes a slight sound, and even the falling leaves will move a little frequently.
Even when the sun rises and the moon sets, the birds that live in the mountains will be disturbed, and they will fly from time to time in the white clouds of the mountain stream.
But at this moment, this sudden scene is a real breathless sound.
As time continued to pass, in just a breath, the lines finally gathered together, extending vastly and tilting toward the distance. Instead of the violent aftermath, the bloody aftermath of the bloody storm was also swept away.
Although the heaven and earth were not clear, there was no smell of filth, and the smell of blood was swept away in an instant.
"Zheng!"
At this moment, a sword sound suddenly appeared silently. The sound of the sword broke the tranquility of the world.
People looked up, and in the sky, a group of extremely bright light suddenly appeared in the surging clouds.
It was the dull sword hanging high in the sky that burst into light.
"This is... sword intention..."
In the human world, the Demon King held a black sword and looked at the sharp sword intent that kept emerging on the sword. The swords were different, but they exuded sword intent. This is really incredible.
He glanced down at his chest again, his eyes slowly downwards, and he also felt the extremely strong sword intent blooming in his body!
Not only him, but also the millions of demons behind him, and even the stones, dust on the ground, and the vegetation around him all raised their swords.
"Such a pure sword machine came from me..."
As the silence of heaven and earth was broken by the sound of the sword, people gradually heard voices from all directions, the whispers, and the exclamations in people's mouths were all heard.
There are many monks in the world, but how can they all be masters of swordsmanship? The number of sword cultivators is probably not even one tenth. But at this moment, sword intent arose on everyone's body.
"Is everything in the world a sword..."
Above the sea of clouds, the man in green who was about to leave stood there without daring to move. There were even a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.
He did not see any other figures in this universe, but he knew that an extremely remarkable person appeared in this broken world.
The body is empty, unless that person is willing. The man in green clothes couldn't tell where he was.
Behind, the raging fire did not weaken at all under the surging sword machine, but instead grew. When the man in purple puts on the mask, he becomes possessed. This evil thought will never go away and is firmly rooted in my face. This was a last resort, and he never expected that such an amazing person would appear in this ruined world.
That woman in white is really stunning. I really have no choice but to make a decision. If this strategy is not adopted, then... he will definitely be suppressed.
The figure bathed in the rolling flames, his scarlet red eyes became more and more vivid, but he was motionless at the moment, and his hair exploded, as if he felt an extremely strong crisis.
What is the crisis? Can it make a ferocious beast that has lost its mind feel fear?
At this moment, the sound of swords resounded everywhere in this world. This sound came from everywhere, from all directions, and also from everyone's heart.
This is the sword intention! It is the unyielding perseverance of this whole world! The man in green clothes saw that the sky was full of flowing water, and regarded this green sky as the color of the sky. He heard it again, the water was raining in the sky, white and rough, as if it was going to level this unequal confrontation!
"That Tai Ling will surely fall, so we can give an explanation to Dao Ancestor. Go quickly... If you are a step too late, I'm afraid that both you and my nephew will give an explanation here." The man in green took a deep breath, pulled up the young man next to him and said will leave.
And the nine-dragon coffin is still suspended high in the sky, but it is motionless under this terrifying turbulence. The figure carrying the coffin is also the same, like a sculpture.
"We also encountered this mask back then. It was really weird. Like a dead soldier, once he puts it on, he will not only die in battle, but also die of exhaustion of effort. I'm afraid the person who handed it to him did not inform him of the consequences. To him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to put it on so easily.”
In the void, the voice sounded again. This person did not stop the young man and the boy from retreating. It's like he didn't take it to heart at all.
He glanced at the coffin high in the sky. The mottled green coffin was slowly cracking, and evil breath was constantly leaking from the cracks. He glanced down at the billowing red mist below again, shook his head and sighed.
"With the same root and origin, it must be... someone is eyeing the body of Tai Ling, using it to seal the malice of the five aggregates, and completely releases the malice of this Tai Ling, becoming the new evil pole of the five aggregates!!!"
"The five aggregates are extremely vicious... indeed extremely terrifying. But... the spirit in this Tailing body is extremely important to me... and even to Mo Chen as a whole."
"Nowadays, there are people who want to seize the evil spirit of Tailing. They have no conflict with me at all. They can even be said to be helping me indirectly. It is also in vain that after I passed the third difficulty and reached that desperate place, I used my own strength to help me. Strength, that place... I have tried my best to find a glimmer of hope of victory... It is not in vain that I will die in a foreign land without rest in my soul!!!"
A sigh sounded faintly again, this was helplessness and an apology for the spiritual body.
"I really couldn't help myself... What a pity for this Tailing divine body! Now that the soul has been rested, before it is completely dispersed, it can rekindle the lost fire, which can be regarded as an apology to my hometown."
This long and sighing voice fell everywhere in the world. When it fell into the ears of the man in green clothes in the distance, his body suddenly shook, and he looked in disbelief.
He felt a powerful aura, which quickly dissipated after the rakugo, but then there was a roar from the sky and the earth, and thunder fell, lighting up the entire sky. At the same time, he also felt the gurgling water, and there was a bright light again. There was a bright light, and a familiar breath appeared in the world again.
