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Back then, this sword was that person's first sword in this world.
When the sword left its sheath, 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, thrust out with a sword, 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 gathered on the body of the woman in white.
There was an aurora in her eyes. When she raised her head, even the icy world turned into the color of silver in an instant.
Based on his memories, he sketched out how nostalgic she was back then. Her youthful ambitions were filled with her past, and she laughed and talked about the second step.
However, the life of companionship is still too hasty. In this troubled world, no one can cover him anymore. He can only follow this little thought and grow with the wind.
If possible, he would rather give up all his cultivation in exchange for the rebirth of those people.
It's just that this is not possible. It's not that I don't want to, but 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 in the same rank, and from that moment on, he had sworn that, except for that person, he would never be defeated again in the same rank. Then, he followed the words left by Xue Yao, defeated her, and became the heaven.
The strongest below, the supreme who can stand on the highest peak in 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, which was an unpleasant intuition in his heart. But he still had faith and support.
Today, with the white clothes on the swing, he sketched her in the real world and turned her into himself. They stood guard against each other and fought hand in hand, making a big gamble.
There is a line between heaven and earth, gathering light.
Back then, that sword was silent but powerful, destroying heaven and earth.
Back then, it was her first sword. Now, it is his first sword.
This is the Nine Heavens Sword, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword.
This sword has an astonishing momentum, and the spirits of the four saints accompany it all the way, passing through the clear clouds of the water, the leaves sound crisp, and the scabbard is filled with frightening red, falling into thousands of families, falling together to the end of the world.
At this moment, all the creatures in the seven realms of God's Domain suddenly raised their heads. In their minds, there was a surging red wave, 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 eyesight and clear ears.
They saw a celestial phenomenon and a great world scene. There was no destruction of the heaven and earth, only a few paintings that seemed to be filled with smoke. Everything was extremely gorgeous and the tide was rising. But it gave people a feeling of incomparable comfort.
feeling.
They also saw a figure, but after just a glance, they were all stunned.
The white clothes are still white, but it is a different woman. They are so amazed by this woman that they are so unique that they dare not get close to her.
All this was done by this woman.
Their breathing gradually became faster. With each breath, 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. This is not imposed by force. But they do it willingly.
The ocean embraces all the rivers and gathers them in that sword. The light becomes brighter and brighter. It also makes that part of the world become quieter.
There was only a slight cracking sound. The bright line of light separated the sky. It was divided into two, and the lower side was separated from the upper half of the sky, almost falling down.
The moonlight continued to shine, falling on that peerless figure.
There was nothing in the hands of the woman in white, and the silver sword in her hand had disappeared.
There is only a silver mark in the sky that 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 was also a drop of deep purple.
This drop of purple dripped from nothingness. In just a moment, there was a big storm. Soon, the storm started to freeze.
There is one side of heaven and earth, two sides of sky. Above this, purple is everywhere, this is a frozen solid.
But what followed was another rumbling sound.
Time passed and the sound remained the same. I don’t know how long it took before the sound disappeared and it became quiet for a long time.
There is a yellow dress, slowly descending from nothingness.
The figure fell down and landed on the heaven and earth, bringing with it countless cold lights. The cold wind was biting, but it didn't bring any life, and there was a dead silence.
The yellow dress fell in front of the man, his face was pale, his mouth was slightly opened, and there were no words. There was only a sigh.
One was stunning in ancient times, and the other was stunning in this world. They were both the strongest people of an era. Now they met together.
Although that person is not the real Jingjue from ancient times, he still carries her shadow after all. Her magical powers and her inheritance are all in him.
This is the most powerful two-person battle today.
Is the old wave still strong, blocking the rising wave from behind? Or is it that the rising wave in the Yangtze River pushes up the preceding wave and outweighs the preceding wave?
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 in purple ice.
This is blood, coming from the blood on the yellow clothes.
That sword was extremely powerful, but it had no intention of destruction. Instead, it forced the Lord of the Netherworld to appear.
The battle between the two supreme powerhouses did not cause many shocks. It was just a simple finger and a simple sword.
If it were anyone else, their body and soul would be severely damaged by this one 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 was 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. She said slowly: "This sword, in the entire sky, only you can strike. You...are really powerful. No matter it was then or now. But you have to
I know that you are just sketching it in your memory. Although there is some support, the illusion is still 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. Although it was the same sword, it was not made by the same person after all.
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. Even though that sword caused infinite and mysterious changes in all things.
A sword is infinite, and it is only in the process of change. When there is no change, how can there be infinity? What is there is only the first change in that sword.
There are also thousands of purples and reds, rising slightly in the cold wind. Thousands of flowers are blooming with a faint light on the water. When the wind blows and the rain stops, someone's eyes twinkle, and the mountains and rivers rise and fall in an instant.
People saw that far away, a white light emerged from someone's broken 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 only flesh and blood, and it did not injure his soul at all.
Where is the soul in the empty realm? If there is a soul, it can only be damaged by using the most powerful magical power, and then severely damaged by it.
That sword was indeed a powerful weapon. It 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 plan."
"Remember well what it means to be a strong person. Remember well this moment when you are a strong person. In the future, there will definitely be a stronger person more terrifying than me. If you can't even defeat me, then.
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, she finally remembered why she entered the no man's land.
He is looking for the Lord of the Netherworld, and is pursuing a 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, he can only watch the flowers bloom and never replace them, but the deep love will not last long.
"In the whole world, I'm afraid only I know where that is, where that is." The Lord of the Netherworld smiled softly, with indescribable satisfaction, 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 fire of chaos descend on other Cangwu worlds. 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 boundless 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 trapped all his worries.
He is imprisoned by love, so how can he indulge in that absurdity? If there is no way out, he can fight for a long time.
Suddenly, an autumn river brought rain, it seemed like another dream, but also suspicious, a death paved the road to heaven, and another awe-inspiring event made 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.
With the word fate, perhaps even the gods cannot escape the curse. But in this world, there is still a rebellion, a rebellion of yin and yang.