Jian Wuqi looked in front of him. On the nineteenth floor, there was a sparse crowd. Among them, no one was young.
But there were defenseless young children, women, and the old man with a cane.
The determined Jian Wuqi couldn't help but tremble in his lips. What should I do?
Not only that, the octogenarian old woman also came forward to greet Jian Wuqi enthusiastically. Jian Wuqi couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Killing? Just killing innocent people indiscriminately?"
This is not killing, this is butchering!
"A butcher is just killing chickens and dogs and taking lives, but in this level, you only need to train your heart to kill. We, the Shura clan, don't need that weak pity. This is not Sister Fan, but a world of divine cultivation.
Therefore, as a spiritual cultivator, there is no need for compassion."
"If you don't have Bodhisattva means, don't learn to have a Bodhisattva heart. It will only bring countless disasters to you and your loved ones."
"These thirty-six levels of purgatory are the epitome of the kind and compassionate Shura clan back then. Therefore, at least in Mount Sumeru, there is no need to be compassionate to mortals."
The Great Shura King, with strong muscles and a tall black body, stood behind Jian Wuqi, looked at Jian Wuqi with admiration, and explained lightly.
"But, I really can't do it!" Jian Wuqi murmured.
"If you can't do it, you won't be able to get through the thirty-six levels of purgatory. If you don't get through the thirty-six levels of purgatory, you won't be able to marry Sangzhu."
"Besides, as Sanzhu is the Shura Saint among the eight tribes, there may be endless battles waiting for her in the future, and maybe you. When the time comes, those dwarves, elves, demons, and civilians among the fallen angels
, how could you be so cruel as to raise the knife towards them?"
"You know, every civilian has a chance to make a comeback."
"Or maybe, our eight tribes want to wipe out the mortals in the four major continents, or our eight tribes kill each other. What about you, can you raise the sword in your hand and protect your relatives?"
"This is no longer your world of cultivation. The defeated party will be wiped out. This is Mount Sumeru. The defeated party will most likely be wiped out."
King Shura looked at the shocked Jian Wuqi, patted Jian Wuqi's shoulder gently, and said softly: "I am very pleased that you have a kind and compassionate side, but this is for your family and your enemies. It is not necessary.
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"Think about it carefully. This is the only level 19 where I can enter. No other deity can enter. The rest is all about training your character and fighting. You can't do it on your own."
King Shura looked at Jian Wuqi and suddenly disappeared on the spot.
Sangzhu was in King Shura's hall, looking at Jian Wuqi who was standing there blankly, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He whispered softly: "Idiot!"
After King Shura left, Jian Wuqi picked up the Qingzhi Sword and suddenly lowered it weakly.
Just like that, for a whole day, Jian Wuqi didn't move again.
When the Seventh Shura Prince Hou Feng saw this, he sighed and said: "As a mortal, it seems a bit difficult for him to kill all the civilians of his clan."
"It seems that our seventh Shura King is not very familiar with this purgatory. I think you should also go and exercise." The Great Shura King looked at Hou Feng funny.
Hou Feng shook his head urgently and said, "No, no. I'm not that material!"
Time passed little by little, but Jian Wuqi on the nineteenth floor did not move at all. Maybe the Shura tribe did not understand at all that human beings are very disgusted with killing.
This is because, in the early days of humankind's birth, life and survival were extremely difficult. Not only were we often devoured by wild beasts, but there were also many natural and man-made disasters.
Therefore, from the beginning, the human race has paid attention to internal unity, valued peace, and worked together to resist external dangers. Over time, this concept and habit has long been implanted in the bone marrow. Therefore, in this nineteenth-level connection,
In Yue Zhong, Jian Wuqi seemed to be extremely difficult.
Not only that, the originally pure and simple Jian Wuqi seemed to be stumped by this level. For so many days, he was stuck in his own fixed thinking without moving.
Sangzhu saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. If this continues, I don't know when it will be until Jian Wuqi makes up his mind.
Sangzhu looked at the Great Shura King with her beautiful eyes.
King Shura looked helpless, and his tall figure suddenly disappeared into the hall.
Jian Wuqi, who was still engaged in an ideological struggle, stood there like a wooden stake.
Suddenly a voice sounded: "Jian Wuqi, do you think I am?"
Jian Wuqi looked at the source of the sound in confusion.
I saw a tall young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His piercing eyes revealed killing intent, and his resolute face was filled with determination. He stood beside Jian Wuqi.
Jian Wuqi was suddenly startled, and then shouted angrily: "Yaozu Dongshan, you are not dead, you are brave, come and die."
In an instant, Jian Wuqi's anger soared into the sky, and his whole body was filled with ghostly aura and murderous intent.
A ray of sword light burst out from the fingertips, and on the 19th floor, a huge sword made of colorful clouds seemed to be carrying the weight of a million monster mountains, slashing hard towards the east mountain.
To Jian Wuqi's expectation, Dongshan was so vulnerable that he was cut into two pieces by Jian Wuqi's sword.
Suddenly the black air flow turned, and Dongshan turned out to be a white-haired old woman.
Jian Wuqi's heart suddenly thought, this, this, it seems that he killed the wrong person.
Jian Wuqi hurriedly ran towards the old woman, but at this moment, another shout rang out from beside him: "Jian Wuqi, you are getting better and better now, and you actually killed an unarmed old woman."
Jian Wuqi suddenly turned red and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean it..."
When he looked up, he discovered that he was a middle-aged man with a large forehead, thick eyebrows, a big mouth and a high nose.
"Si Wuxie, the fifth darkness?"
Jian Wuqi was immediately furious. In his rage, he actually said nothing. He drew out his green sword and shouted angrily: "The Jue of Ten Thousand Swords!"
Countless green swords are attached to Jian Wuqi's body. The tens of thousands of green swords transformed by this spiritual power actually emit a strong Gengjin energy.
Suddenly, these countless flying swords rushed towards the Fifth Darkness, and actually cut the Fifth Darkness's body into tiny pieces of flesh.
Each piece of meat is extremely uniform, neither too much nor too little, not too big and not too small.
Jian Wuqi suddenly looked at the fifth darkness on the ground, with only his intact head left, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. The horror of this demon was really frightening.
On the other hand, the Great Shura King in the void looked at the pieces of flesh and said with a shock in his heart: "The Great Cutting Technique, this kid, in the realm of deification, has touched the great road?"
Suddenly, the complete head of Fifth Darkness turned into the head of a middle-aged woman.
Jian Wuqi looked at the transformed middle-aged woman, and his heart was suddenly shocked. Regret and hatred suddenly appeared on his face one by one.
"Why? Why is this happening?"
"You've killed everything, and you're still here. Why are you howling?"
Suddenly a voice sounded.
Jian Wuqi was stunned, turned around and saw a child, looking at Jian Wuqi with contempt.
Jian Wuqi looked at the child speechlessly for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
The child looked at Jian Wuqi, shook his head and said: "The people in this dimension are not real, even though they look the same as humans."
"Then I can't do it!"
"Can't you do it? Haven't you already done it? You've killed two of them. Human form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and form is this body. It will eventually turn into nothingness. It doesn't matter whether you kill them or not, the outcome will be the same."
"Although the ending is the same, it should be a natural loss. In compliance with the law of heaven, I should not be the one to end it. What virtue and ability do I have to end other people's lives at will?"
"Because you are God, and God controls life and death. Without life, there is no death, and without death, there is no new life. These people are like puppets, if you don't end them, how can you have your new life?"
Jian Wuqi looked at the child who was constantly bewitching him, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Demon boy!"
Then, with a flying sword, the child was chopped into countless pieces.
Jian Wuqi looked at the demon boy cut into two pieces in the void, and couldn't help but feel startled. He had killed old people, women, and children!
"Kill me quickly and welcome your new life!"
Suddenly on the nineteenth floor, all the old people, women, and children crowded over and walked toward Jian Wuqi.
Jian Wuqi looked at these strange human beings, and finally couldn't help but shouted: "Ah..."
Just as Jian Wuqi shouted loudly, Jian Wuqi's body exuded endless murderous aura. The murderous aura seemed to turn into countless sword lights. In an instant, it spread to every corner of the nineteenth floor.
Every creature on the nineteenth floor was chopped to pieces.