Within the dim light barrier, Emperor Changqing's knees were bent, his waist sank, his breathing was rapid and ragged, and he said: "Every second you waste with me, the hope of escaping from the fairy world becomes smaller."
"Do you think it's worth venting your anger on me, a true fairyland under heaven, and indirectly putting yourself in danger?"
"Boom."
What responded to him was Suning's second slash as he galloped through.
Compared with the restrained and elusive first sword, this second sword is neither tucked nor hidden, and falls openly and justly.
"you......"
"Do you really have to kill me?"
Emperor Changqing's face showed his concern, and finally, under the light of the second sword, a wisp of uncontrollable fear arose.
He knew very well that what Suning said before was true.
The protective light barrier of the Semi-Saint Seventh Realm of Dzogchen is not indestructible, and it may be exhausted at some point.
He is not a strong semi-saint, so he cannot add the power of law to this trump card.
On the other hand, Suning happened to pass by Changqing Fairyland and had to spend a stick of incense before leaving.
In this stick of incense, let alone three moves, he is fully capable of using ten or even twenty moves.
What is the concept of twenty moves in the semi-sacred realm?
Since Suning has the ability to successfully escape from Duan Ziqian's magical siege, it means that he is at least in the late sixth realm of Semi-Saint to the middle of the seventh realm of Half-Saint.
No matter how powerful the jade slip refined by Gu Changxiao is, it cannot withstand the repeated and vigorous destruction by monks of the same realm.
"Bo."
A slight crisp sound flashed through my mind, which was the dense cobwebs visible to the naked eye on the surface of the photomask.
A large amount of martial energy was lost, and two-thirds of the light sheets operating within it were directly destroyed.
"Old Ancestor Duan, save me."
Seeing that the shield of protection was about to be shattered by another sword, the ashen-faced Emperor Changqing immediately asked for help from Duan Ziqian, who had already jumped through the border gate of Changqingxian Realm.
"Now you know you're afraid?"
"Tsk, isn't it a little late?"
The demonic energy came and whipped up violent winds on the ruins of the hall.
Flying sand and rocks, lightning and thunder.
"Cut with ten thousand swords."
As Suning's big hand stretched out from the abyss of the void, the shadow of the knife changed again and again, thousands of shadows transformed, and thousands of shadows intertwined.
"I told you, no one can save you today."
"You are using Wudian's protective trump card, so I will use Wudian's secret technique, Gu Changxiao's own Ten Thousand Swords Slash, to break it."
"Don't worry, you won't be the first Lord of the First Realm I kill."
"There will be a second and third one in the future..."
"Until all those who have plotted against me and harmed me are dead, I want there to be no more fairyland in the Three Realms."
"With these words, I, Suning, swear by the path of a saint."
"The immortal world will never be destroyed, and I, Suning, will never enter the great road."
"Click."
Thousands of knives overlap and the mask disappears.
A straight blade cut open Emperor Changqing's head, but he didn't know it.
He remained in one position, breathing heavily with great effort.
"Huh, ha."
"Huh, ha."
His chest was beating violently, and suddenly blood splattered everywhere.
"I......"
When pain comes, Changqing Emperor bows his head in pain.
His heart was corroded by the demonic energy, and only white bones remained from the abdomen down.
The soul is shifting and the soul is being pulled away.
Three souls and seven souls are floating outside the body, like a lonely ghost with no home.
What came to my ears was Suning's oath that resounded throughout the eight hundred immortal worlds: "I, Suning, swear on the Great Way of the Saint that the immortal world will never be destroyed and that I will never enter the Great Way."
"The immortal world will never be destroyed, and it will never enter the great road."
"Don't enter the avenue."
"cough."
Holding his bleeding chest, Chang Qing Dizun coughed lightly.
He saw Duan Ziqian, who was a step late, and also saw the sky of the fairy world after Suning took the oath.
Black clouds are falling, and the sun is dark in the sky.
That is the legendary wrath caused by a saint who has the qualifications to be a saint but fails to follow the path of a saint.