Qiuye Haitang and Qiying were both silent, and the panic in their hearts became more and more intense.
Although they looked at the scene in front of them, they had no idea whether it was an illusion or not, because they could not see through the mystery at all. All this is too real, even the divine consciousness cannot pry into it.
The dark figure is still the lusty god.
But are there two lusty gods in this world? One is dead and one is still alive.
So, was the person who died a demon or a god of luster?
As a Chaosinger, the God of Luster is one of the strongest people in the world. His strength is beyond the imagination of the two of them. Is such an existence really going to perish?
"Are you still stubborn?"
This sentence completely plunged the two of them into endless darkness, and they could not tell the direction at all.
There was a strong fishy smell constantly coming from all around, filling the entire nasal cavity, making people nauseous.
In this darkness, a figure looked particularly dazzling, like a small sun, illuminating the entire space. It was a slender figure.
This figure holds a fairy sword and is bathed in blood.
In front of and behind Qiuye Begonia, there is endless black mist, blocking the sight. But judging by the smell alone, that kind of breath is extremely dangerous.
"Pfft——"
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound behind him, and then blood spattered.
"this is me?"
Qiuye Haitang was carrying a sword and slowly turned around. The figure he saw was his former self in his prime.
"Fellow Daoist Qiuye!" Qiying said in shock.
He saw the old man in front of him holding his sword and piercing his chest. The sword energy exploded crazily in his body, trying to annihilate his soul.
What exactly happened? Qiuye Haitang actually raised her sword and killed herself. You can clearly feel that wisps of strange power are flowing out from the broken body, and a large amount of life is pouring into the dark direction.
There is a vague light blooming, pink light, black, brown, constantly intertwined, and appearing at the same time, showing a mysterious and unpredictable atmosphere.
Qiying saw a shadow standing behind Qiuye Begonia. This shadow was holding a sword, and thick ink was constantly flowing.
This is the shadow of Qiuye Begonia, but its body has fallen to the ground, but the shadow is still standing.
"You see, I am always with you." The black shadow chuckled, stretched out his hand, and slowly reached towards the shoulder of the person in front of him.
"……."
Qiying's expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated backwards to avoid the touch of the black shadow. This was definitely not the shadow of Qiuye Begonia.
The shadow seemed to understand everything, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am not Qiuye Begonia's shadow, I am you."
Before he finished speaking, the black shadow disappeared in place, but behind him, the shadow became longer, separated from his feet, and slowly floated behind him.
Chi!
The next moment, there was a long sword sound, covering hundreds of miles in an instant, and the murderous aura was everywhere. Thousands of sword energy flew up and slashed towards the back.
There was a loud bang, the sword energy exploded, and the shadow was crushed into pieces by the sword energy, turning into smoke and dust in the sky.
But soon, the smoke and dust in the sky condensed into a new body again, which was a black shadow.
"When you came into this world, I existed. I will always be with you."
The black shadow flickered, as fast as a ghost, shuttled through the rain of swords, grabbed the sword, and snatched it away.
The sword spirit did not struggle to resist at all, as if this black shadow was someone else, hiding in the darkness together.
Suddenly, countless ghostly things floated by in the darkness, as if they were all resentful spirits, with ferocious smiles, shrouding the seven shadows, and even the auspicious light could not stop them.
The Seven Shadows kept retreating and struggled with all their strength, but in the end he was no match for the darkness and was dragged in, making no sound for an instant.
The boundless darkness swallowed up the seven shadows. But the next moment, a flash of light appeared between heaven and earth!
The light wants to tear apart this darkness, it is the light brought by the sword machine. It was this ray of light that shone in the infinite distance, and in an instant, a roar sounded in the darkness.
"Buzz buzz-"
In the endless void, there were waves of vibrations, which seemed to be shaking, as if a layer of membrane had been torn apart, and everything in the darkness was collapsing and turning into ashes. Then, the darkness gradually disappeared.
The darkness dissipated, and the world returned to clarity again.
This is a palace, and there is a figure standing in front of the palace door.
This man was tall, dressed in black, holding an ancient sword, with cold eyes. He glanced down at the figure who was shaken to the corner of the palace by the sword energy, and then turned to look in another direction.
"It's just a demon, although there are three colors at the peak, but in his old age, he has declined, and he has to scatter his soul to rebuild. Although the three colors are combined into one, they are only half a step into the sky. Holy Lord Guangzhen, you are already half into Chaoge, how can you be like this? If you follow the Tao easily, you will become "it"."
In the palace, there is a huge monster, like an octopus, entangling and devouring the two bodies, and merging together with the soul.
A Half-Step Chaoge Realm powerhouse and a Sword Immortal were completely devoured and became part of "it". Even if the Holy Spirit and the Sword Ancestor appeared here, they could not save him.
The three colors of the demon are integrated into one, but it has not yet returned to its peak and needs a lot of nutrients. If the man hadn't taken action, the demigod named Seven Shadows would have been swallowed up and become nourishment.
The figure slowly approached the monster, with a proud look between its brows, and a power that looked down upon the nine heavens and ten earths suddenly burst out, causing the three-color demon to retreat continuously.
Every time he took a step, his aura increased. When he stopped, his aura reached its peak, and a transcendent aura suddenly swept through every corner of the world, making the world seem to be... Dissolving, turning into nothingness.
"The sky..."
At this moment, the three-color demon noticed the aura released by the visitor, and his huge body trembled violently, showing his fear.
"Yes, you are nothing more than an ant in front of me, Jian Gucheng." The man said calmly.
For Qiuye Haitang, Qiying, and even the God of Luster, this is like a catastrophic existence, and in front of Jian Gucheng, they are like ants.
"If Guang Guang hadn't been careless, he wouldn't have become you. With his strength, he is enough to kill you." Jian Gucheng sighed, and felt a sense of regret when the opponent he had fought with for many years died here.
At this moment, Jian Gucheng drew his sword. Accompanied by the shocking sword roar, a white bolt that penetrated the sky and the earth cut through the void and slashed towards the three-color demon.
As he moved, the air and wind flowing around him disappeared.
And, this palace, this world has disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, standing in a vast expanse of white.
A thousand phantoms of sword energy arise.
The three-color devil was facing a sword intent that shouldn't exist.
This sword intention is indestructible. It has no shape, no existence, and no trajectory.
But the sword intention seems to exist, because it has no conflict with the white world and is so coordinated.
At this moment, the sword intention of Jian Gucheng is heaven and earth.
The three-color demon stands between the heaven and the earth.
It's in this sword, how can it be avoided?
Some people died, but not completely...
