The night is endless.

The entire ancient god world is longing for dawn.

Lu Chunyang's sword has not returned yet, and no one knows how much sword intent he has to condense before he can cut out the Dawn Sword.

The Kunlun Snow Sword Light is still the same, and the three sword energy flows intertwined each other, making a series of sad and beautiful sword flowers in the dark.

Sometimes it is like a secluded orchid in the valley, sometimes it is blooming with flowers and wealth. Sometimes it is as holy as a snow lotus, sometimes it is as enchanting as a mandala...

Sword flowers are engraved in the hearts of the gods.

Thousands of years later, the legend of sword flowers is still circulating on this ancient land.

According to later Taoist sects, the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism Xie Lan created a sword in the ancient divine realm, and the sword intent was engraved in the ancient times, and the flowers bloomed undefeated.

The sword flowers are complex, colorful and fragrant all night.

Finally, the sword flower interprets all the flower language in the world, showing the appearance of the flower on the other side of the shore.

The other side of the river is the flower of the underworld. Later, thanks to the empress, it became a symbol of my devil’s way.

According to legend, there are two colors of the red shore flower, one is snow-white and the other is scarlet.

Snow white represents heaven, and scarlet represents hell.

On the soul-summoning banner, the will of the heroic spirit after the death of the Demonic disciple is all manifested by the red red spider flower.

Just because heaven is on the left and the devil is on the right.

The moment the flowers on the other side bloomed, I felt moved when I was touched by the scene. The Kunlun Snow Sword Blinked and there were signs of instability.

At this moment, Lu Chunyang returned from the Nine Heavens and stabbed the night with a sword.

When masters fight, the difference is just a line.

Lu Chunyang has been waiting for my mind to reveal a flaw.

Even if I could concentrate instantly, this flaw was enough to make him cut out the strongest sword of killing.

The sword comes out, and the earth is thundering.

Darkness ends, dawn breaks.

The gods and demons cried bitterly in the nine heavens and ten earths.

A sword light that was extremely destructive and extremely gorgeous poured down from the nine heavens.

I cut through the darkness and the void, and my murderous intent rolled like a tide, locked all on me.

This sword seemed to be thousands of miles away from me, and it seemed to be right in front of me.

As long as I respond to the mistakes, I will be directly wiped out by this sword, and both body and spirit will be destroyed.

Facing Lu Chunyang's sword of killing, I raised Kunlun Snow and released the sword energy manifold. The magic sword, the demon sword, the ghost sword, and the three sword energy manifolds intertwined each other, forming one other flower after another in the air.

The sword showdown focuses on Zen. When my sword flower shows the appearance of the other side of the flower, I can only deal with it with the other side of the flower.

If it were other flower appearances, they would have lost all the opportunities before the battle.

Thousands of flowers on the other side dyed the entire sky red.

It is like red clouds, like flowing fire, or like a sea of ​​blood.

The darkness faded, and the sky was covered with blood. My strongest combat power was the Chaos Sword Sea. After I opened up the ancient sword domain, the majestic and endless Chaos Sword Qi was no longer able to accommodate a sword sea. They already had the power to dominate a space. This is the ancient sword domain

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In the Battle of Guixu, I used the ancient sword domain to clear out powerful enemies from all directions and killed tens of millions of enemies.

At this moment, I used the Flowers of the Other Side to sacrifice the ancient sword domain again, just to prevent the Taichu sword that Lu Chunyang slashed from the nine heavens.

"I have a sword, and the sword is called Taichu."

Lu Chunyang roared, and the master's sword pierced into my Rich Scene Sword Realm.

All the flowers flying all over the sky gathered towards him, trying to stop his sword light.

However, before he could get close, he was shattered by the supreme sword energy emitted by his original deity, and a bloody rain came.

The remaining red blood rain, the flowers on the other side are fragile, and there is no flower that can hurt Lu Chunyang.

As the red spider flower withered, the power of my sword domain was also weakening wildly. However, Lu Chunyang's sword edge was still the same, not a single loss.

When the last flower of the other side was destroyed by the pressure of Lu Chunyang's sword energy and shattered into dust and spilled down, my ancient sword domain was declared to be broken.

The bloody sky repeats brightly, and above the clear sky, Lu Chunyang's white clothes are as snow as snow, and his sword energy is as bright as rainbow.

The ancient sword domain was broken, and my people could no longer bear the sharpness of Taichu's sword intent.

The hair crown was broken and the black hair was dancing wildly.

The Taoist robe was stirred and full of holes.

Kunlun snow is still coming up from the sky, but my people have begun to fall from the sky.

Lu Chunyang's sword energy was unstoppable, and I couldn't stabilize my body at all.

Only then did I realize that the Chaos Sword Intent I control is far less powerful than the Taichu Sword Intent controlled by Lu Chunyang.

I kept falling from the air to the ground before I could barely stabilize my body.

However, the sword energy carried by Taichu's sword intent still pressed on my heart like a mountain, crushing my body.

When my body became weak, I half-kneeled on the ground. Only by inserting Kunlunxue on the ground can I maintain my body's strength.

In a moment, Lu Chunyang's sword was already suspended directly above my head.

However, he did not take action immediately, he was making up his mind.

"Xie Lan, you lost."

"You really want to kill me?" I asked.

"You are the son of fate. If you kill you, the way of heaven will break free from the chains of fate and escape from the cause and effect of the world. At that time, the battle for the gods will end, the battle for the chessboard will end, and the catastrophe of destruction will come." Lu Chunyang said.

"Since you know what the consequences will be for killing me, do you still have to draw a sword?" I asked when I realized that the murderous intent in Lu Chunyang's eyes had not diminished.

"good."

"Why?"

"The way of heaven destroys the world, and only one of the three paths exists. It must be my human path. As for the other six paths of sentient beings, what does it have to do with me?"

"Lu Chunyang, do you really have the heart to abandon the sentient beings in the six realms?"

"You should know that I only have a sword in my heart, and the sword has never been a sentimental thing. The reason you fail is because your sword has too much sentimentality."

Being sentimental is not a good thing.

Pojun is not too passionate, nor can he hold his sword under the underworld and break himself off the bank of the Forgetful River.

The empress is not too passionate, nor will she jump down the Forget River in depth, and it takes three thousand years to wait for a cycle of reincarnation.

If the disciples of the Demonic Taoism were not too passionate, they would not have left behind the legend of thousands of heroes for generations.

But if all living beings are as cold as swords, then what else is there in this world that is worth nostalgic for?

What exactly do we live for?

I have always believed that people live for emotions, for the emotions that cannot be given up before and after death.

The universe is lonely, and the cold stars are cold.

What is the difference between being for a moment and being for tens of millions of years?

I have seen the throne, frozen throne, lonely as snow. It seems to be indifferent to all living beings, but it makes me feel distressed.

As long as I am still alive, I will never be a cold person.

"Lu Chunyang, you are wrong."

"oh?"

"The way of heaven is ruthless, and all beings are sentient beings."

When I said this, I suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

The ground is full of flowers withering flowers on the other side of the river, and it is also my sword intent.

Stones are turned into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remains the same.

"Haha, so what? You will definitely die today." Lu Chunyang said without realizing it.

"Lu Chunyang, do you think you can still kill me now?"

Lu Chunyang snorted coldly, and was about to refute, he suddenly frowned because he also smelled the strange fragrance.

"What does this taste like?" Lu Chunyang asked.

"The fragrance of the other side of the flower." I said.

When Lu Chunyang heard this, he changed his expression. Of course, he understood what the other shore flower meant.

The murderous intent quickly condensed, and then the sword light of the master's sword burst out. This time, his murderous intent was determined and he had no regrets and no longer had any hesitation.
To be continued...