In response to Qing Ao's arrogant speech, Cang Nanyi couldn't help but nodded slightly and said, "This tactic is more reliable than your previous actions."
Qing Ao smiled with a smile on his face, bowed deeply to Cang Nanyi, and said: "In the past, I have never seen anyone like my empress, looking directly at the state of mind of slaughtering her own people and facing the reality of her own death. I really can't understand you.
What kind of faith do you have to maintain such absolute balance-like stability in this sinful world?
I take back my preface, but among all living beings in the six realms, you are the only one who can bear the name of this saint."
Cang Nanyi looked at the undisguised smile in Qing Ao's eyes. She suddenly chuckled and said calmly: "You don't hate me anymore?"
"Hate." Qing Ao straightened up, but there was a strange calmness in his dark, cruel and numb eyes.
"Back then, I was disgraced, killed my father and brother, and became a follower of the evil god. When I found out that you had the power to seal the evil god, I really hated you to the core because of my anger. I longed for revenge. When I regained my body, I couldn't wait.
I want to find a way to sneak into the Kunlun Mountains, tear your bones apart, and taste your blood!"
He slowly raised his head and looked at the solitary sky. The darkness in his dark eyes seemed to be about to burst out at this moment.
"But, empress..." Qing Ao let out a long sigh and said, "The evil god's despair has corroded my heart, but it has not pecked out my eyes. I am not blind. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed in the mountains, even if I can't see
Through you, I also understand that my calamity has nothing to do with you."
"After seeing someone like you, all sentient beings may not like you, but no one can really hate you."
"From the day I worshiped at the gate of the mountain and saw the empress in person, I no longer had any resentment towards her."
It's hard for him to hate Cang Nanyi.
It's just that he hates the unfairness of heaven and unfair fate.
He sacrificed his life and died to achieve great justice, but great justice abandoned him in the dust.
In response to the hope of the world, he threw himself into the darkness and wanted to become a hero.
In the end, he is full of sins and will never be saved. The world is too big, too vast and too empty. He hates the world of all things, but he can really trace the source, but he doesn't know who he hates.
As the God Lord Ao Qing, he didn't want to end up in such a mess, so he had to grab something.
Qing Shui lowered her head and coughed out the blood in her chest. She stood up with difficulty while holding the blood pool, and looked at Qing Ao with sharp eyes, "If that's the case, why have you set up this deadlock in the mountains for so many years!"
Qing Ao said as a matter of course: "What Miss Qingshui said is as if if our way were not laid out in the mountains, the empress' calamity would not come."
Her calm words left her speechless.
Qing Ao met the angry gaze of the female official Qing Shui, smiled faintly, and said: "In this world, your Majesty does not have any rivals. Your only enemy is to contend with the way of heaven and change your destiny. But we and other people also have
He is just a blocker placed in front of the empress by destiny."
Qing Ao spread his arms, and the smile on his face became more and more wanton and sinister, and he was also arrogant. "Since fate has arranged it, either you die or I die, then let's do it."
"You're right." Cang Nanyi opened his palm, penetrated into the void, took the demon element that Qing Shui had lost from the chaotic wind flying over, and threw it to Qing Shui casually.
She looked at Qing Ao with her eyes full of light wind and light clouds, and said calmly: "Today's outcome is nothing more than your death and my death. It's a combination of both."
Cang Nanyi looked calm, but his murderous intent was already aroused.
Life or death is a foregone conclusion, so she doesn't want to think too much about it. In a sense, she doesn't hate people like Qing Ao.
But she also knew that her fate was determined, and if Qing Ao was allowed to continue, after she returned, he would go on a killing spree and slaughter all the Kunlun humans and the thirty-six palaces in heaven.
Although her affairs after death had nothing to do with her, she could just close her eyes and bid farewell to this world.
It's just that since she is still alive now, she must finish the work at hand with all her heart and soul.
As Cangnan Yi rose up, the entire land behind Kunlun began to tremble spontaneously.
The night in front of the beacon tower suddenly became far lighter. Cang Nanyi's blood-stained green dress was fluttering gently in the wind and snow, and the jade crown binding her green silk hair glowed with a sacred brilliance. In the snow,
Extraordinarily eye-catching.
Half of the body of a saint is stained with blood, but the pressure goes straight into the soul.
At this moment, all the hundreds of thousands of mountains were dwarfed, and she was the only one who was tall.
Under Qing Ao's gaze, Cang Nanyi raised his right hand, which was stained with blood but still beautiful, and stretched it out into the night sky.
The Milky Way in the sky suddenly appears in the universe, the stars are spread over the Milky Way blue, and the sky and the world are reflected.
The lonely shadow looks at Kunlun alone, and thousands of miles of dragons turn into Yinchuan.
She pulled out a sword with a silvery glow from the night of thousands of miles away from the Milky Way. The energy of the sword was condensed by the radiance of the sky, full of ancient meaning. The sound of the sword was like the sound of the roar of the Nine Heavens, soaring in the clouds.
The moment the sword came out, the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains were quenched and dyed golden. Nine layers of clouds were illuminated by the sky, and the sword energy was lingering. Among them, there were kun whales flying in the clouds and mist, looking down unexpectedly, like the sound of mournful cries, complex and ancient, swallowed by anger.
Huanyu.
Qing Ao raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see that Cang Nanyi had not drawn a single sword, but he had taken the sword from the sky, causing his ten thousand swords to collapse and disintegrate, and scattered golden sword intent scattered down.
I don’t know where the wind comes from, blowing like the heavenly palace on earth.
He exclaimed: "It turns out that you don't have the power to kill me with the sword."
The horizontal sword of Cangnan Yi is placed on the big sleeve. You can still see the edge of the sword without wiping it.
She said calmly: "It is not my intention to take the source blood without authorization. However, the Kunlun Demon Immortal clan has been protected by my incense for thousands of years. Even if Qingxuan has done something like this, it can be traced back to the root cause, and the blood is taken for my use.
It doesn't matter, but the demon clan in the human world has suffered the calamity of being displaced, and the pain of being slaughtered and hunted by thousands of races, and has never received my protection for a day. It is unreasonable to hunt down ordinary demons for the sake of calamity.
"
Qing Ao admired her and said, "Your Majesty, you are righteous."
"I'm being reasonable." Cang Nanyi lowered his eyes and swung his sword. The sword-swinging movement was standard and simple. Any qualified swordsman in the world could swing such a basic sword move.
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potential.
The moment the sword came out, Qing Ao's heart was already numb, and he could not feel the existence of any sword intention in this world.
He has been famous for his sword since he was very young and is proud of his swordsmanship. At this moment, he seems to have forgotten the 'sword'.
He turned around in the heavy snow, and in this indescribable sword, he seemed to see the evil and suffering of all living beings.
But this sword can transform the evil spirit and cut it, beyond the prison cage.
His perspective suddenly changed subtly, and he saw a soul in his body being cut out of his body by the sword, and then annihilated like wind and snow.
Qing Ao's heart felt empty, as if he had lost something, and as if he had let go of something, and his body seemed to become lighter.
He stared blankly at the remnants of the ghost that dispersed like wind and snow, and there was a long road with no end in sight.
Even though the long road was dark and there was no light in the night, he had personally cut off his own path of six relatives and five relationships, and there was no way left behind him.
When did this new road appear that leads to nowhere?
Cold sweat poured over his body in an instant.
He was sweating profusely and stood in the wind and snow, his hand hanging on one side holding a whisk in despair. The snow-white whisk was gently fluttering in the wind like silk at dusk.
And Cangnan Yi also stood in the wind and snow, watching calmly.
Qing Ao's throat was dry and rolling. Looking at the holy and beautiful face in the wind and snow, he said with difficulty: "What is the name of this sword?"
Whether before his life or after his death, he practiced the sword for two lifetimes.
He calls himself the leader of swordsmanship and a genius in swordsmanship.
But in his two lifetimes, he had never seen such a sword.
The moonlight reflected on the back of Cangnan's clothes, and she still looked as pure and spotless as the banished immortal, but with this sword strike, she felt as if she had entered the snow forest and inadvertently been dyed with the fragrance of plum blossoms, and was tainted with the breath of the world of mortals.
.
She casually held a sword flower in her hand, and without raising her eyes, her thin lips lightly opened and said: "The name of this sword is the same sorrow throughout the ages."
Qing Ao twitched the corners of his lips, as if he was crying, smiling, and seemed to be comprehending something, and murmured: "What a sorrowful person for all eternity, but I didn't expect that the empress would also be able to master the art of swordsmanship."
Cang Nanyi seemed to be guiding his state of mind with her sword, but her carelessness seemed to mean that she didn't care about anything in the world. She raised her eyes and smiled as if telling an insignificant story, and said calmly:
"It's interesting to say that this is the second sword that I forged with my own hands in this world. Before this sword, there was a swordsman, brother. It's a pity to think about it."
Qing Ao has amazing powers of observation.
After hearing this, I still don't understand that the saintly lady in front of me has never mastered a certain way, be it the way of swordsmanship or the way of demons and immortals.
There are three thousand avenues, and all sentient beings can choose one of them and walk on this road for a lifetime.
But for her, every step she takes is different, and this is how she has the three thousand avenues in the world.
She does not need to deliberately study any path to practice, because for her, the path she dabbles in will definitely reach the pinnacle.
Throughout his life, two lifetimes in total, he struggled to understand the meaning of the sword, but it was not as profound as the sword she simply wielded.
Qing Ao smiled bitterly while stroking his forehead, his shoulders trembling slightly, "Before you kill me, you have to cut off my heart cage. Why is your Majesty doing this? I have no intention of swimming to the other side. You might as well...save some effort. After all, your body has reached its limit."
, why bother to find unnecessary discomfort for yourself."
Cang Nanyi didn't care, and gently wiped the sword with his fingers. Qing Yue's voice was leisurely: "I kill people with different interests and different methods. Although it is a bit troublesome, Lord God, please bear with me."
Qing Ao spread his palms and said, "With your words, do you really think that I have no ability to fight back?"
Cang Nanyi raised his sword, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"
Qing Ao was horrified for a moment. He took a step back cautiously and said with cupped hands: "Of course there is no way. The empress is truly worthy of being the empress. She is on the verge of death and has no strength at all. She can still make people so helpless. If it weren't for me at this moment.
As a chess piece of the way of heaven, one of the tribulations in the empress’ period, you think you can’t push the empress to such an extent, right?”
Cangnan Yi said: "Why be so presumptuous? Your strength cannot be underestimated. However, you intend to preserve your strength because you understand that after I die, if you want to destroy the Thirty-Six Heavenly Palace, you will definitely become the enemy of the entire fairy world. In the mountains
You have to work hard to deal with the immortals and the immortals outside the mountains. It’s not that you don’t have the power to compete with me, you are just trying to kill me with the smallest amount of force."
"After all, I... am trying my best to resist destiny at this moment."
Qing Ao looked at Cang Nan Yi who was strolling in the courtyard with a strange expression: "Is your Majesty sure you are going all out?"
Cang Nanyi said with a casual attitude: "I really tried my best."
Qing Ao put away the expression on his face and suddenly burst into laughter: "It's a pity that this time, God seems to have favored me for once. Madam, you don't have time."