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Chapter 1832: Ten thousand years is too long

Buzz!

Wu Ming's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were wide open. They were no longer like natural ornaments as before, but a real eye that contained the sun, moon, stars, and the universe.

The two sword lights merged into one, reaching the center of the eyebrows in a moment, and met the wide-open vertical eyes, but did not burst out any earth-shattering waves, just like a stone falling into the calm lake water of the ancient well.

Poof! Tick!

In the center of the splashing ripples, a little stream of light undulated, then fell back into it for a moment, creating ripples that spread to the surroundings.

But between heaven and earth, it seems that there is no wind and waves, not turbulent, but in these ripples, the entire world is affected, and even Wu Ming himself is affected.

At some point, the two of them found themselves in a strange space, with a rippling lake beneath their feet, as if they were the pebbles thrown into the lake, causing ripples.

"The heart is like the universe, an amazing power!"

Li Qingge was unfazed, calmly glanced around, took a step forward, and thousands of swords came out.

Wu Ming did not retreat but advanced. He also took a step forward, and hundreds of millions of figures flashed in and out like double shadows, facing the boundless sword light.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Amidst the crisp clang of the sword, it was as if time had gone back, the world had reversed, and the previous scene had reappeared. The sword light and human figures had disintegrated one after another, but it did not cause much commotion.

Looking from a distance, the lake seemed to be endless. Even though the action of the two fighting was earth-shattering, to Hu Bo, it was still a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

But if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that no matter how many ghosts emerged from Wu Ming's body, they were still destroyed by the sword light, and gradually approached the location of his body.

Both of them didn't move, as if they didn't notice anything. They abandoned everything and just stared at each other quietly. They were only a dozen feet apart, but it seemed like billions of spaces had collapsed in the middle.

I don't know how much time passed, but Wu Ming's shadow gradually became fainter and seemed to have insufficient stamina. Even though it continued to pour out, it was unable to withstand the sharp edge of the sword light and was forced to close within a few feet.

"cut!"

Li Qingge shook his head and drank lightly.

Buzz!

As soon as the sword light condensed, billions of streams of light seemed to gather in an instant, turning into a divine sword, falling from the sky, cutting off the head of the sword, and split Wu Ming in two from the middle.

call!

There was no splash of flesh and blood, and the moment the two bodies were separated, they were wiped out in the endless sword energy, leaving nothing behind. It was as if it had never appeared in the world, and all traces had been wiped away.

"The Taoist method of converting one Qi into three pure beings shouldn't be so simple. You should know very well that you can't hide it from me with this method!"

Li Qingge didn't show any joy, and still looked indifferently at the place where Wu Ming disappeared, with only a pair of eyes that were as bright as lightning.

If you look closely, there seems to be a magic sword flipping over in his pupils. As the sword body changes, a figure is clearly visible on it, and it is none other than Wu Ming.

The pupil of the heavenly sword can detect all dharmas and destroy all illusions!

"Ahem!"

Wu Ming appeared with a slight cough. There were no injuries on his body, but his face turned pale. He nodded slightly and said, "The way of the Heavenly Sword is well-deserved!"

"It seems like I understand what you want to do!"

Li Qingge seemed a little disappointed and looked at Wu Mingdao, "You want to use the sharp edge of my Heavenly Sword to transcend the five realms, kill three corpses, and become a heavenly being!"

"Oh, who knows!"

Wu Ming said without comment.

"If your Dao only stops at this, even if you succeed in the end, you will not be able to escape from the Dao Ancestor's cage, let alone leave alive!"

Li Qingge couldn't tell whether the meaning of Wu Ming's words was true or false, but he attacked without mercy.

As soon as his mind moved, billions of sword lights reappeared, just like before, clashing with countless figures emerging around Wu Ming.

At their current state, they are no longer limited to tricks. It is the purest collision of power, and it is a confrontation that points directly to the origin of the avenue.

It seems like a simple sword light and a silhouette, but it is the manifestation of the will of the two people at the peak of their martial arts. It is no more than the full force of any holy realm power. It is just that the power is restrained to the extreme and cancels each other out, so it does not cause too much trouble.

As Li Qingge said, even though Wu Ming is now the Great Ming Sage, in terms of pure strength, he is indeed not as good as him.

Just like before, under the collision of invisible forces, Wu Ming still did not escape, and was killed by a sword again. It seemed that he was doing useless work.

But when Wu Ming appeared for the second time, Li Qingge frowned. Looking at Wu Ming, whose face was just a little pale and whose breath had not weakened at all, he did not make a move for a long time.

To this day, he still doesn't understand what Wu Ming's trump card is.

Even if he knew clearly, Wu Ming must use his own hands to forcibly kill the three corpses and step into the pinnacle of the realm of unity between man and nature, paving the way for him to enter the realm where Tao follows nature and God merges with heaven and earth.

But what he didn't understand was that this was the old path of his predecessors. Even if Wu Ming succeeded, he would not be able to escape from this cage.

What's more important is that if Wu Ming's way only stops here, he must also know that he will never let the other party leave alive, even if the human race today cannot do without Wu Ming.

In fact, there has never been anything inseparable in this world. Now that Wu Ming is gone, there will still be Zhang Ming and Liu Ming.

Just like back then, the human race could not live without its Taoist ancestors. The Taoist ancestors went into seclusion, the Buddha also went into seclusion, and the Confucian ancestors also went into seclusion. The human race without the three ancestors still continues to this day.

laugh!

Don't think about it if you can't figure it out. Li Qingge's eyes turned cold and the Heavenly Sword reappeared, killing Wu Ming for the third time.

"call……"

Wu Ming, whose breath was greatly reduced, appeared for a moment, but his face was no longer pale, but showed a kind of transparency, as if between reality and reality, but his eyes were calm and indescribable.

It's like, this world is calm, without any emotions.

"Heaven!"

Li Qingge shook his head, with a look of disappointment in his eyes. He suddenly stepped forward and waved his arm for the first time. It seemed as if he had disappeared. When he reappeared, he turned into an invisible heavenly sword and slashed at Wu Ming.

Poof!

Just as he said, even if Wu Ming, who had used the sharp edge of the Heavenly Sword to kill three corpses and transformed into a true heavenly being, was still no match for the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his body was split into two again.

What was different from the past was that this time, flesh and blood flew everywhere, internal organs dispersed, and the fishy smell filled the air, causing the clear lake surface to be instantly stained with blood and spreading to the surrounding area.

"Why!"

Li Qingge paused and shook his head, sighing complicatedly. He turned around suddenly and looked around slowly. His eyes finally landed on the corpse, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

In the eyes of his sword, the corpse is just a corpse, no different from the corpse of an ordinary person. Wu Ming is indeed dead!

puff!

But at this moment, Li Qingge suddenly froze, his face turned extremely pale, he opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of blood mist, his eyes widened in shock.

Only the vital parts of his chest were visible. At some point, a wound appeared out of thin air, and his internal organs were almost visible.

Although with the powerful power of the holy way, he recovered in an instant, but at the next moment, another scar reappeared, and then healed again.

Finally, there is one that goes straight to the heart.

"Junior brother..."

Li Qingge's eyes were complicated, and the light and shadow in his sword pupils flickered, but it was two young swordsmen fighting each other.

The same sword moves, the same clothes, the same cultivation, obviously they come from the same school, but now they are fighting to the death, and the moves are fatal.

The wounds left each time were reflected on his current body, leaving horrific sword marks.

"I didn't expect that you would be able to cross the river of time and find the location of my true identity in the past, but even so, you can't kill me!"

Li Qingge shook his head, the complicated look in his eyes fleetingly disappeared, replaced by a look of aloofness and indifference, as if all the creatures in the world were like a coward.

puff!

The invisible sword light flashed slightly, and Li Qingge's body was separated, but recovered after a moment. One of the two figures in the eyes of his sword was killed by the other figure in the next moment.

But what made him frown slightly was that this strange lake did not disappear. Just like before, the ancient well had no waves.

The two corpses were floating on the lake surface, seemingly unchanged.

"snort!"

Li Qingge suddenly snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the two corpses turned into blood mist and dissipated. The bones were broken and ashes were scattered, and the ashes were destroyed.

"The greatest swordsman in the world is venting his anger on a corpse. Is it necessary?"

Ripples suddenly appeared on the lake, and a figure slowly solidified. It was Wu Ming who had just been killed.

"I can confirm that you have died just now, and the past you are also lost in the long river of time!"

Li Qingge frowned and looked at Wu Ming, with a look of surprise and uncertainty for the first time, "Without the past and present, without the future, how can you still be alive?"

With his eyesight, he can naturally tell whether the person in front of him is real or fake.

Likewise, for beings like him, there is no power from the past, future or present that can be easily obliterated.

Across the long river of time, in the past, killing the true form of a certain person who was weak in power may sound bluffing, but in fact, the chance of maneuverability is so low that it is almost impossible to succeed.

First of all, we have to face the baptism of the long river of time. No one can cross the long river of time without any damage.

Even if it succeeds, when the time passes, the vibrations caused by the heaven and earth will inevitably arouse the alertness of the powerful people in the heaven and earth at that time, and thus take action to stop it.

No matter who it is, as long as they sense it, they will definitely take action, even if it has nothing to do with themselves.

This is a natural tacit understanding!

Just think about it, who would be willing to face this kind of threat, to be peeped at at will, and to attack their own weakness?

If it were really that simple, anyone who had mastered this power would have become invincible.

This is only a superficial difficulty. In order to cross the long river of time, the various conditions required are actually extremely complicated.

Beings as powerful as Li Qingge can actually do it theoretically if they are willing to pay the price.

Unfortunately, everything has two sides.

The butterfly flutters its wings and moves the whole body!

Even if Li Qingge traveled across time and returned to the past without making any changes, no one can guarantee that he will still exist in the future.

But now, in front of him, Wu Ming not only crossed the long river of time and used the power of the past to hurt himself, but was even beheaded by him now, but he is still alive. This is completely beyond the scope of common sense.

"wrong!"

Li Qingge suddenly raised his head, the light and shadow in his sword eyes flickering, staring at him, "This is..."

"Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!"

Wu Ming slowly stretched out his hand, and a divine sword appeared silently, saying calmly, "I don't need a future!" (To be continued)


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