Darkness fell, the sky and the earth were dim, and the whole world seemed to be quiet at this moment, Wang Yi and Jiang Xiaowei looked at the golden haired giant claws above their heads, their faces were frightened, and they trembled. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The power of the info giant claw, which is as heavy as a mountain, and as wide as the blue sea, makes Wang Yi and the two unable to resist at all.

Wang Yi's eyes tightened, his right hand clenched the immortal sword, the green tendons on his hand burst out, clearly visible, at this time he wanted to escape, he wanted to dodge this giant claw, but unfortunately he found that he couldn't do it at all.

Under the coercion of the giant claw, Wang Yi felt like a negative mountain, unable to move at all, even the true qi in his body could only run at a turtle speed, almost stagnant, and now the only thing he could move was a pair of eyes.

Seeing the golden retriever giant claw slowly grabbing towards him, Wang Yi no longer had fear in his heart, only full of hatred, not hating the sky, not hating the earth, only hating himself.

hated his weakness, hated his incompetence, and hated himself most for never being able to see the scenery on the road to immortality again. Wang Yi had just set foot on the road of eternal life, the first glimpse of the gate of the avenue, and before he experienced its beauty, he was about to die, Wang Yi's heart had an inexplicable sadness, not for the life he was about to pass away, but for himself as a monk, he was sad that he did not see the avenue.

Chaowen said, Xi can die, this is the mentality that a monk should have, but if he doesn't see the avenue, Wang Yi is not willing to die.

Although sometimes he knows that he can't do it, how stupid, but Wang Yi still wants to be a stupid person, how stupid it is to shake the tree, but Wang Yi is willing to be a grasshopper once, all because the avenue is only fighting, fighting with the sky, fighting with people, and fighting with himself, Wang Yi doesn't want his path to leave regrets.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, a strong smell of blood permeated Wang Yi's mouth, and the pain caused made Wang Yi more sober, using all his strength, tremblingly lifting the three-foot long sword in his hand, desperately urging the true qi in his body, making the immortal sword in his hand emit a little spiritual light.

Although the aura was weak, like a fire candle in the wind, it seemed to be extinguished at any time, but after all, it still persevered, weak and tenacious, at this time, the giant claw in the air seemed to sense the struggle of Wang Yi's ant, as if it was teasing, and suddenly moved down a distance.

For a while, Wang Yi felt that the air around him was condensed, and his breathing became difficult, and he could only rely on a thought in his heart to keep persevering.

I saw that his sweat was like rain, his face was red like blood, his muscles were bruised, and his roots were like dragons, and suddenly an angry cry came out of Wang Yi's mouth.

"Drink", at this moment, Wang Yi's body seemed to regain its freedom, and he slashed with his sword, cutting out a purple dim sword qi, the sword qi broke through the air, and before it touched the golden retriever giant claw, it turned into a little spiritual light halfway and disappeared.

And Wang Yi, who cut out this sword, seemed to have consumed all his spirit, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and the long sword stood on the ground and knelt on one knee.

Reluctantly raising his head, Wang Yi, who was pale, looked at the sword qi that had dissipated, and there was not the slightest disappointment and frustration on his face, but a smile appeared.

Because although this sword failed to kill the demon, it cut out his own heart and made him understand his belief, and anyone who obstructs the path can be killed. Even a terrifying monster like the Giant Claw couldn't stop his determination to pursue the Great Dao. Although he can't see the avenue after all, being able to see his own heart is also a harvest for Wang Yi.

Looking at the giant claw that was about to be pressed down, Wang Yi had no sadness or joy, and was calm. In the face of the crisis of life and death, Wang Yi has fought and fought, and there is no regret or any spare strength, so he can only face life and death, although Wang Yi does not want to die, but Wang Yi will not sigh to himself, take a posture, and make jokes in vain.

The giant claw was approaching, Wang Yi felt the breath of death, and Jiang Xiaowei had passed out to the ground at some point.

Seeing that death was imminent, the mutation protruded, and a cold moonlight like snow shone on Wang Yi's face through the giant claws, at this time, Wang Yi found that he didn't know when a bright moon had appeared in the sky, its shape was like a jade plate, its light was like mercury, bright and flawless.

Before Wang Yi knew it, the moonlight, which was originally as thin as flowing water, became brighter and brighter, exuding a chill. In the end, the bright moon disappeared, turning into a sword light like snow from the sky, bringing out a brilliance in the air, pure, refined, and with a unique beauty.

The sword light was like snow, and the cold was piercing, and it pierced the golden retriever giant claw in an instant, but there was not the slightest blood flowing out, because the wound had been frozen by ice.

At this moment, a roar sounded in the sky, "Er Dare", the voice was full of anger and disbelief, and at the same time, the golden haired giant claw also quickly retracted it, and soon disappeared, as if it was afraid that it would really be completely cut off by the sword light.

The roar echoed in the air, lasting for a long time, but unfortunately no one answered his roar, the sword light that was pure as snow, dripping in the air turned a corner, slashing towards the sky, as if pointing directly at the owner of the giant claw, and at the same time, it was also answering the roar just now in this simple, direct way.

It wasn't until the snowy sword light disappeared into the sky that Wang Yi realized that it was already snowing in the air at some point, and at this time, Jiang Xiaowei also woke up, but her eyes were dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Wang Yi naturally didn't mean to bother her.

For the rest of his life after death, wandering between life and death, Wang Yi's only emotion is that he is alive, which is good. Stretching out his hand, catching a falling snowflake, and feeling the coolness brought by the snowflakes after melting, Wang Yi had to sigh at the immortal family's methods, nothing more.

A sword comes from the sky, and the snow makes a trace, this is the real monk, who actually changed the celestial phenomena of a secret realm in a sword, its power is terrifying, and its power is lamentable.

Just when Wang Yi sighed, the snow suddenly stopped, and several large openings suddenly opened in the sky, as if they were about to devour everything, and even around Wang Yi, dense small cracks appeared.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Yi understood that this was a sign of the imminent destruction of the secret realm, and at this moment, Wang Yi had to admit that his luck was not good, and he encountered a demon disaster first, and then a natural disaster.

In fact, although this Demon Island Secret Realm is on the verge of destruction, it is not so fast, at least it can last for a hundred years, but it is a pity that the action of the two Taoist monks has accelerated this process, and the overwhelmed secret realm has come to an end at this moment.

At the same time, Jiang Xiaowei also completely sobered up, the two looked at each other, and there was a feeling of sympathy for the same disease, just when Wang Yi thought that he could not escape again, a suction force came, Wang Yi only felt dizzy, and then he didn't know anything.