In the main hall at the top of the Snow Sword Peak, Yi Yuntian sat in a dark secret room, and lying in front of him was Jiang Hao, who was unconscious but moaning in pain.

The night pearl on the wall of the secret room, combined with the formation on the ground, the faint blue light flickered, forming a small formation, and there was divine power flowing in the formation, which was used to dissolve more and more wisps of black mist on Jiang Hao's body.

Yi Yuntian wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face full of anxiety.

Jiang Hao's aura has been cured by him with pills, but Jiang Hao's demonization, he is really helpless, and all methods have come up, but he can't suppress it!

"There is a killing intent in him, and that killing intent is controlling the rapid growth of the power of darkness!"

On the side, Bai Rui, who had been standing here for a long time, frowned and said, explaining the seriousness of the situation.

"Mo Xianxue's girl also has dark power in her body, and she gets along well with herself, but unfortunately, she is too weak to control that power!"

On the other side, a big red bird turned into a human form, with a vicissitudes of voice, a mask printed with phoenix patterns on his face, and regret in his eyes that came out of the mask.

Yi Yuntian fell into silence, he looked at Jiang Hao who was moaning in pain in a daze, and his expression showed a trace of unwillingness.

"Old friend, isn't there two strong men in history who can suppress the power of darkness and even use demonization as their hole card in the end?

He opened his mouth and asked the old man in the red robe beside him.

"It's a pity that I only left one sentence, look at my own creation. ”

The red-robed old man sighed and shook his head.

Yi Yuntian fell silent again, and when he saw wisps of black mist wrapped around Jiang Hao's heart, he was suddenly a little anxious.

"In the current sect, only the two of you can rely on it! Two fellow Daoists, help me to suppress the dark power in his body!"

"Good!"

Bai Bairui nodded, sitting cross-legged on one of the eyes of the magic circle, and the white yuan force boiled, flowing into Jiang Hao's body along the formation pattern.

"Do my best, and if I can survive the rest, it's up to him to make it up!"

The red-robed old man also nodded, sat cross-legged on another array, and formed a complicated magic seal with his hands, and suddenly a fire phoenix appeared in his palm, accompanied by a loud phoenix roar, submerged into the magic array, turned into the purest fire yuan power, and flowed into Jiang Hao's body.

"You are hopeful, you can work miracles!"

Yi Yuntian glanced at Jiang Hao deeply, sighed, and used all his strength to urge the entire array, and suddenly the black mist on Jiang Hao's body disappeared a lot.

The large array entered a mysterious and mysterious state, creating a strange balance with the black mist on Jiang Hao's body, and Jiang Hao gradually fell into silence......

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Here it is...... Where?

Why...... Am I going to be so weak?

It was as if I had opened my eyes with all my might, but everywhere I looked, there was fire and chaos.

What's going on?

Jiang Hao was stunned and wanted to get up from the ground, but then, a heart-wrenching pain surrounded him like a tide, as if it was about to tear his body apart, making him roar in pain.

However, no sound came out, and his lungs, as if they had been punctured, were filled with a burning pain with every breath, which he couldn't bear, and he didn't even have the strength to roll on the ground.

"Yes, it's that dream again, I was seriously injured in this dream, and I didn't have any power to resist. ”

Suddenly, the pain was far away, Jiang Hao's thinking became extremely clear, and he instantly understood that this was a dream he often had when he was just reincarnated.

It was a dream about the destruction of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, in this dream, he watched the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion fall one by one, and the main hall of the pavilion was reduced to ashes in the flames of war, but he couldn't do anything, he was just a shadow of dying waiting for death in the pile of corpses.

So, he could only lie here and wait for death until this dream was over, and then wake up.

However, the only hope in his heart was to wait for the white-clothed Sword Emperor to descend from the sky and kill all enemies with one sword.

He wanted to see that man again, that kind of courage that a husband can't open for anything!

"It's coming!"

Just as he thought in his heart, a figure fell from the sky, he was dressed in white and snow, his white hair was flying in the air, holding a sharp sword shining with white light, and with one sword, all enemies were killed, turned into ashes, and ceased to exist!

"Can I become that kind of existence in the end?"

With relief, Jiang Hao closed his eyes and looked forward to the end of the dream.

However, this dream is far from over.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood still filled Jiang Hao's airway, Jiang Hao opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the sky, but saw a scene that he would never forget in his life!

In the sky, a big black hand appeared, covering the sky and the sun, and everywhere he went, all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion who were fighting in the air exploded and turned into a blood mist.

And the white-haired Sword Emperor also had a collision with the big hand, the white clothes were stained with blood, the white hair withered, the sword shattered, and the entire body was torn apart and fell into the air.

The big hand slapped down, and all the buildings of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, along with all the living beings, whether dead or alive, all turned into smoke and dust, and disappeared with the wind.

"No, it can't be!"

Jiang Hao's eyes were about to split, and he suddenly felt a great sadness, because the Heavenly Sword Pavilion had indeed disappeared in the long river of history and ceased to exist!

And the enemies of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion are still alive in the world!

"Could it be that this is the end of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion......"

A wave of despair spread in Jiang Hao's heart, and he closed his eyes sadly, trying to get himself out of his dream.

"As you can see, this is the end of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. ”

A vicissitudes of life and a familiar voice sounded in Jiang Hao's ears, and he opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that he had returned to his body, standing intact in the ruins of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and in front of him, the Spirit Plate of the Sword Emperor Divine Stone was sitting on a piece of gravel, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Senior, this ...... What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Hao was a little confused, since this was a dream, why did the machine spirit appear here.

"In the final analysis, they are not strong enough, and you are not strong enough, but you are still thinking about rebuilding the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and the monks who are tens of thousands of times stronger than you have all died because of this!"

The machine spirit sighed, a hint of desperation in his eyes.

Jiang Hao's heart tightened, he found that he had never been so sad and desperate!

"Only when the strength is strong enough can we walk in the world and not be harmed. The machine spirit looked at the expression on Jiang Hao's face, and said slowly, his voice was like a demonic ghost, which actually made Jiang Hao's expression become trance.

"Now, there is a path that can make you strong quickly, are you willing to go?"

Almost without any hesitation, Jiang Hao nodded and walked towards the machine spirit.

He didn't notice, and he couldn't notice, that the "machine spirit" at this time was covered with black mist, and his eyes were shooting terrifying blood, and he was smiling and waiting for him to approach.

"Go, this is your power, get your power, kill all your enemies, kill all those who stand in your way, you are destined to stand at the top of this world!"

The machine spirit looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the whole person turned into a cloud of black mist, burrowing into Jiang Hao's body, making Jiang Hao tremble.

Then, Jiang Hao exuded a blood mist all over his body, his expression became hideous, he looked up to the sky and roared, his black hair flew in the air, like a demon venerable!

"Strength, that's right, that's what it feels like! This is my power, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, and there is no one in this world who dares to oppose me!"

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"What's going on?"

In the secret room, the red-robed old man stood up in horror, they had obviously suppressed Jiang Hao's demon transformation just now, but they didn't expect that the black mist would resurge, spreading on Jiang Hao's body at an alarming speed!

"Oh no, his transformation is complete!"

Bai Rui's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed.

Under the gaze of the three old men, the large array flickered a few times one after another, and then suddenly extinguished, and in its place, a pair of scarlet eyes, emitting a terrifying blood glow, illuminated the entire secret room.

Jiang Hao stood up suddenly, and the black mist on his body was monstrous, almost filling the entire secret room.

He was roaring, his expression was hideous, his eyes were fierce, he looked at Yi Yuntian, he screamed strangely, the long sword on his waist came out of the sheath, and killed Yi Yuntian!