Blood is the main color of this world. In the endless blood, corpses and bones were scattered in this miserable world.

Bloody rain and bloody wind are celestial phenomena, corpse mountains and blood seas are terrain, and corpses are everywhere is the norm.

Here, there is no war and no more killing. The whole world has been reduced to a meat grinder, and countless living lives have been hanged under the huge war meat grinder.

In the center of the world, above the largest battlefield.

"Rakshasa, the Holy Sun has sacrificed himself to seal the boundary wall. Do you still want to die?"

In the void, a burly middle-aged strong man with a body as high as three feet slowly spoke, and his voice sounded like thunder in the sky, and it spread far away.

Rakshasa in red battle armor stood in front of him, his majestic figure like that of an ancient god and demon. As for the words of the Peerless Heaven, he turned a deaf ear, and the three-foot blood sword was raised, and the next moment, the figure had appeared in front of the Peerless Heaven.

A sword, with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, slashed fiercely towards the heavens.

"Insect carving skills. ”

The Rakshasa Blood Sword attacked, and the Absolute Heaven snorted coldly, and immediately pressed his hands weakly, and suddenly the demon flames on his body were like the Nine Demon Dragons, roaring and roaring, and rushed towards the Absolute Heaven.

The two collided in the air, bringing bursts of thunder, and the storm of laws swept wildly in the air.

Eventually, the storm of laws gradually dissipated. The Shura sword stabbed between the peerless hands, and was tightly clamped by it.

Jue Tian sneered, "It seems that the Shura Divine Sword is just a vain name." ”

In this regard, Rakshasa just smiled lightly: "Then look at how much demonic energy you still have now." ”

Hearing this, Juetian was shocked, and immediately retreated quickly, feeling the demonic qi on his body, Jietian's face was gloomy, but he didn't expect that in just one breath, more than half of the demonic qi in his body had been lost.

Shura Divine Sword, swallowing the blood of all things, devouring the law of heaven and earth. It has the prestige of swallowing the blood of all things in heaven and earth, and turning it into a sword. With this sword, most of the demonic energy on his body had been drained.

"Hmph, even if I lose sixty percent of my demonic qi, can you save the world?"

The expression on Peerless Heaven's face gradually became cruel, and a loud shout spread far away, "The demon clan will listen to the order, kill me, and leave no armor!"

"Yes!"

At the sound of an order, countless demons began to kill without their lives, making the already miserable battle even more tragic.

In the endless fighting, the number of casualties of Brother Heluo began to rise gradually, and there were tragic roars in the field from time to time. It was the roar of the monks as they blew themselves up.

Looking at the tragic scenes of the monks dying on the battlefield, Rakshasa slowly closed his eyes, and the indescribable pain was covered in his eyes.

It's really incompetent, what is the use of this body cultivation. I've reached the top of my life, but I can't protect the world I live in. Looking at the dead Heluo monks one by one, Rakshasa felt like a knife for a while.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, Rakshasa seemed to have made up his mind, his eyes slowly closed, and at this moment, he seemed isolated from the world, as if the whole world was isolated from him.

There was no further fighting, and the Rakshasa fell silent in the void.

A special gas engine erupted in the field like a volcanic eruption.

After three breaths, Rakshasa suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloody, as if he had condensed the killing intent carried by the evil ghosts and souls in the entire eighteenth layer of hell. "Demon cubs, give Lao Tzu a ······ death"

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A loud sword roar suddenly resounded throughout the sky.

"Since your demons are begging for death, then even if my Rakshasa is destroyed, I will fulfill your herd of animals. ”

Shura Sword Style - Sword Swallowing Eternals!

"Hahaha... Today, I, Rakshasa, have finally done a happy thing. Kill..."

As the roar of the rakshasa came out, the whole body was lit up with nine-colored flames. "Peerless old man, die to Lao Tzu!" In the arrogant laughter, a million-zhang sword light shuttled from the long river of time, hovering in the air for a while, and then slashed towards the demon camp.

"Sword Venerable, don't!" countless shouts rang out, but Rakshasa ignored them. just laughed wildly in the air: "Lao Tzu has been aggrieved for 10,000 years, and he can finally be calm for a while, brothers, I am really unwilling to see so many brothers die." Today, let me, an incompetent man, go down and give them a ride. Demon pigs and dogs, suffer death!"

In the sound of wild laughter, the sword of Tongtian flashed away, time began to distort, space began to break, and endless time and space collapsed and shattered at this time.

Countless demons have disappeared into the long river of time under this blow.

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I don't know how long it has been, and the whole world has stopped shouting and killing.

In the dead silence, Rakshasa was half-kneeling on the ground, if it weren't for the support of the blood sword in his hand, he would have already fallen to the ground. "Ahem... ,Cough··· , Shengyang, you are right. Under the nest, there will be no eggs. ”

Looking at this world, Rakshasa gradually laughed, "Hahaha..." The laughter changed from small to loud, from bitter laughter to wild laughter. From big to small, from heroic laughter to miserable laughter.

In the laughter, there is hysteria, endless tragedy, and a trace of sadness that wants to save the world from fire and water, but can not do anything.

"Heluo's inheritance will not be broken, and Heluo's life will definitely not be extinct. Rakshasa stroked Shura's blade, his eyes were full of endless sharpness, and the long sword in his hand slashed, cutting off the river of time.

"Go ahead, go find someone who is destined. Go and find the Sword Supreme in fate. The voice is ethereal and sad, and it has been thrown into the long river of time and reached the hearts of future generations for many years.

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"Ahh

In the scream, Bu Fan woke up.

He had just had a terrible dream about the world being devastated, and the world had become bloody under a horrible and hideous-looking race.

When he got up, he found that he was still in the golden pool.

This is... Golden pools?

Bu Fan looked around and found that within a zhang, where he was, there was a vacuum, as if there was a diaphragm, separating the golden water from the outside.

What's going on?

Bu Fan was puzzled, he fell into the golden pool, shouldn't he die?

After looking at himself, Bufan's soul looked inward.

He found that everything was normal and nothing had changed.

No, this is?

The soul looked inward, and at the moment when the soul withdrew the soul sea, Bu Fan saw it.

A nine-inch-sized artifact appeared in his sea of souls.

The utensils are red all over and are nine inches in size.

If you look closely, you can see that the artifact is like a dragon soaring in the sky, falling from the sky and flying to the earth.

Although the utensils are only nine inches, the dragon scales on it are dense, and among the dragon scales, there are nine protrusions, like the nine claws of the dragon, and at its tail, the dragon tail has an endless sharp breath, piercing the sky.

The dragon's head was facing downward, the dragon's mouth was wide open, and a sharp and incomparable killing intent was spit out from the dragon's mouth.

Bu Fan looked at it for a long time, and suddenly understood that this was a sword.

It's just that the blade is gone, if the blade is still there, then it is like the breath of a dragon, the breath of the dragon is spitting, and there is an endless killing sharp breath, and a sword pierces out, as if it can make the sky collapse and the earth collapse.

Looking at this sword hilt, Bu Fan was secretly frightened, he didn't know what this sword handle was, just staring, it gave people an incomparably sharp feeling, making people feel that their bodies had been cut through countless openings, and they were stinging.

"Could it be that this hilt saved me? I didn't die?" Bu Fan muttered to himself.

After counting the interest.

"I'm not dead?"

Bu Fan reacted, and was immediately ecstatic, laughing wildly in the vacuum diaphragm at the bottom of the pool.

After laughing for a while, Bu Fan calmed down, and a sneer began to appear on his face, "Bu Feng, you didn't expect it, master, I'm not dead yet, wait, wait for me to let you go to hell." Bu Fan had murderous intent on his face.

After experiencing a death, Bufan's heart became even colder.

He was not a warm-hearted person in the first place, and he would only show warm-heartedness in front of those who were quite important to him.

Now that Bufeng has harmed himself, this revenge is not his style.

"By the way, how am I going to get out? Bu Fan suddenly thought that although he was not dead, how could he get out.

Now that he is trapped in the Golden Water Pool, the first thing he has to think about is how to get out of the predicament.

Although he has a diaphragm to protect him, how can he get out of this golden water with incredible weight when he breaks away from the diaphragm.

Bu Fan stretched out his hand and tried to touch the diaphragm, and suddenly found that when he touched the diaphragm, the diaphragm protruded a little.

The part of his hand that stretched out beyond the semicircular diaphragm.

And the diaphragm is not broken.

What is this? It's not broken?

Seeing that the diaphragm was not broken, Bu Fan stood up and jacked it up.

The diaphragm was surprisingly unruptured, and was attached to the part of his body that stood up and was out of range.

There is a play, Bu Fan is overjoyed, it seems that this diaphragm has the effect of isolating the outside world.

He jumped a few times, and found a diaphragm that was a foot wide, contracted rapidly, and began to slowly approach his body.

After trying a few times, Bu Fan found that no matter what he did, the diaphragm would not break.

Jumped and went straight out of the bottom of the pool.

"Hahaha... , sir, I'm out of danger. ”

In the midst of laughter, the diaphragm attached to Bu Fan's body, separating the golden water, allowing him to swim in the water like a fish.

The bottom of the pond is 20 zhang away from the shore.

Although the golden pool is deep, there is a diaphragm, and Bufan quickly swam ashore without hindrance.

Grab the bluestone on the shore and climb to the shore.

Kiss!

The diaphragm shattered, and he sat down on the shore and began to gasp for breath. "Damn, fortunately, the master has a big life, otherwise he would have died in the pool. ”

Bu Fan took a look at his surroundings and found that he was still in the waterhole, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Luckily, it's still a place to fall into the pool.

The Golden Water Pool of the Holy Yang Sect is said to have many passages at the bottom, which are connected to other places, which is why the golden water is inexhaustible.

Seeing that he was still in the waterhole, Bu Fan got up from the ground and walked to his residence.

It was late at night, and it looked like he had been at the bottom of the pool for a few hours.

Following the "Qingyun Avenue", Bufan walked to the accommodation area and couldn't wait to return to the thatched house.

He was going to take a closer look at what the hilt of the sword was.