Six reincarnation enchantments.

The sky light flowed scattered, lost its activity, no longer like a smart swimming fish, but more like a debris of snow falling from the sky.

Chaotic and disorderly.

The master of this enchantment, the white-shirted scholar who hung at the top of the dome, overlooking all beings, his eyes focused on the gray and white sword blade on his chest.

Han Yue's eyes, his vision gradually blurred.

His hands tried to touch the blade of the fine snow, but it passed through the void......

"Returning to the void" took effect.

His body turned into nothingness.

But in the heart, the chaotic world has not returned to the void.

The tens of thousands of living beings in Jiazi City, at the moment when Ning Yi's last sword was handed over, conveyed a strong will to disobey, the law of the Great Dao is a dead thing, and they obey the orders of their masters...... And the autonomous consciousness in the master's body is actually the same existence as each body in the glass cup.

Han Yue's incarnation outside the body in the glass cup was recognized by the Six Realms of Reincarnation.

Then the consciousness of the creatures in Jiazi City should be respected as a matter of course.

"Song Jinglian ......"

Han Yue smiled in a low voice, his body no longer disillusioned into nothingness, but turned into substance, ten fingers lightly resting on the blade of the fine snow sword, and the white fingertips overflowed with scarlet blood.

He recalled the blow just now, he held down Ning Yi Shenhai with one palm, sensing the existence of the power of the gods, and at the same time, Ning Yi punched his heart......

It turned out to be to sense the consciousness of the creatures in Koshi Castle?

Even the wise can make mistakes.

And this moment's negligence determines the outcome of the victory.

and life and death.

"You said before that the reason why people are weak is because they have people who care. ”

Ning Yi maintained the posture of stabbing out the fine snow, and when the sword was handed into Han Yue's chest, the winner was already decided.

The divine power of the three traits surged into the body of the white-shirted scholar.

That unstoppable killing intent, from the inside out, washed Han Yue's meridians and countless tricks, and then washed the glass cup that took the power instead of Han Yue,

The innate spirit treasure suspended in the air, which should have been in an indestructible state, finally appeared one after another broken lines.

The glass jar showed signs of shattering.

Along with the entire six reincarnation enchantments, they all trembled.

"People who care...... will become a weakness of a person. Ning Yi stared at Han Yue and said, "But it will also become a person's armor." Make him invincible. ”

"Man is inherently a complex creature, weak and strong. Ning Yi said quietly: "If you calm down, listen carefully...... You'll hear a lot of sounds. ”

The creatures refined by Daze wailed in despair.

The people of Koshi City were angry and grieving.

Han Yue went against the sky and came to this point, and the resistance he encountered was ...... Not only the so-called Heavenly Dao, but also the human heart, there are too many.

"Are you telling me a big reason?"

Han Yue chuckled.

He clutched the fine snow with both hands, looked at Ning Yi, and said in a very soft voice: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the king...... If I win, I'm going to say, these people deserve to die, and so do you. I have a thousand, ten thousand high-sounding reasons. ”

Ning Yi was silent.

The white-shirted scholar's ten fingers overflowed with blood, the sword that pierced the heart, and the power of the gods penetrated his body, but he still did not show a look of pain, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by Qingming.

100 years of practice.

This seemed to be his most sober moment.

"I know exactly what I'm doing. ”

Han Yue slowly took a step forward.

He grasped the blade of the fine snow sword with ten fingers, so with this step, the sword qi was pushed deeper into the ground, and a blood-stained bud bloomed on the chest of the white shirt, and the petals bloomed one by one, bewitching and beautiful.

He stared at Ning Yi, and his voice suddenly became majestic and solemn.

"I have gone against the sky, and every step I have taken has been hindered by the great difficulties of the world. ”

"Killing one is a crime, and killing ten thousand is a hero. The heroes of the world are nothing more than ...... In the pile of bones, blood-stained robes. ”

Tear and pull.

Han Yue's eyes seemed to bloom with a bright light.

At this moment, Ning Yi could no longer tell by his aura that this white-shirted scholar had practiced the Ghost Cultivation Dao...... There is no longer the slightest trace of filth in his body, maybe he has killed tens of millions of people, or maybe he is still entangled by countless karma, but at this moment, Han Yue's snow-white clothes soaked in blood are only holy and bright.

"From the moment I saw you...... I saw something unusual. ”

The ghost cultivator who was chasing the light smiled softly at the moment.

He looked at Ning Yi, the figurative black-shirted young man in front of him, his face was blurred, his clothes were withdrawn, and he turned into a flickering candle flame and a ray of sky light like smoke.

What he pursued all his life.

It is a blazing light, and you can see the bright light of the day.

And the one who wields the sword is the brightest light in the sky.

He spread out his arms, no longer clutching the blade of the sword, his brows were rarely raised, as if he felt the pain of the sword qi entering his body, and this posture of dominating the world seemed to embrac the entire six realms of reincarnation in his arms.

Han Yue was like a king, staring at the ministers below, and spoke in a low voice.

"Ning Yi...... Do you believe in reincarnation?"

Ning Yi stared at the scholar calmly, nodded, and shook his head again.

"If there is reincarnation, people like you will have a hard time living in the next life. He said softly, "Boundless karma is difficult to repay for eternity." ”

The scholar shrugged his shoulders, and there was a smile of anticipation on his face.

"If there is a rotation...... I want to see how hard it can be in the next life?"

How difficult does it have to be to overcome the natural and man-made disasters in this life, which backfire and fail?

"Unfortunately, I don't believe in rotation. He slowly restrained his smile and said sharply: "The sins you have done in this life will be repaid in the next life...... What kind of bullshit is this? There is really this kind of reincarnation, and in the next life, I will continue to be a heinous ghost cultivator, and I will live forever and eternally, and I will act like this!"

Ning Yi frowned.

The scholar's body has begun to feather.

The collapse of the entire glazed jar and the collapse of the six reincarnation orders have become an irreversible trend, and the scholar's snow-white skin peeled off on its own like mud tiles, suspended in the air, revealing a slender red bloodshot, like a swimming snake.

The glass jar also began to peel off.

One after another, the petals of the lamp fell over the dome of this world.

One leaf, one world.

On each glass lamp petal, there seems to be a vague figure, an innocent creature caught and refined by the east, sitting in the lamp, chanting for Han Yue every day and night, providing wishing power...... They are the indispensable "beings" of these six realms of reincarnation, and they are also the source of all the power of Han Yue.

Everything is starting to be disassembled.

This nascent world has come to an end.

Han Yo maintains a posture of embracing all things.

He looked at Ning Yi with a smile, not at all like a dying person.

Ning Yi was quietly waiting for his consciousness to wither.

Until Han Yue opened his mouth and said something earth-shattering.

"Ning Yi, are you sure you killed today...... Is it my deity?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, directly smashing Ning Yi's heart lake.

His originally calm state of mind suddenly became disordered.

In the entire Great Sui world, no one knows what Han Yue's deity looks like, whether it is a man or a woman, and where he sacrificed, the world only knows that there are countless creatures chanting scriptures in Han Yue's glass jar...... Each one can be an incarnation outside his body.

And Ning Yi's previous battle in Jiazi City even discovered that several of Han Yue's clones seemed to have autonomous consciousness.

The two volumes of Shanli can work on Han Yue's two doppelgangers.

They are not "left-handed" versus "right-handed" relationships.

So...... Which of them is closer to the real Han Yue? In other words, Han Yue's consciousness is not just one, but tens of thousands, and the death of a physical body does not mean Han Yue's death.

Tens of thousands of physical consciousnesses can still be transmitted.

Ning Yi's expression was gloomy, because of the defeat of the scholar, the sword qi began to destroy the incomplete "Six Reincarnation Enchantments", and when he was implicated, those several incarnations outside the body began to shatter...... The spread of this sign of collapse has also become an unstoppable trend.

But the countless chanting creatures in the glass jar did not die with it.

In Ning Yi's eyes.

They are innocent beings.

But the moment of the glass cup...... They may have become the "Korean Covenant".

"If you are still alive, how can you tell me so kindly?" Ning Yi said quietly: "Don't worry, I will kill all your consciousness clones." ”

"Oh...... Is that so?"

Han Yue lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, he stretched out a hand, and his fingertips touched his chest.

"Whoa"!

Flesh and blood splattered.

Feeling no pain, he ripped out the flesh of his heart, clutching a beating, active heart in his palm.

A world of chaos without a sullie.

The creatures of Jiazi City, countless distorted faces, flowed in this chaotic world.

"Whew...... Here you go. ”

A bright smile bloomed on the scholar's face, and he sincerely took out his heart and handed it over to Ning Yi.

The black-robed sword cultivator hanging in the air, although he won the duel, his expression was difficult to see.

"Thirty-six thousand living beings in Jiazi City. ”

"There are also 8,000 chanters in the glass jar. ”

Han Yue's voice had become extremely weak, he was clutching his heart, his clothes were broken one by one, and it looked like he might disappear at any time, "If you really want to kill me...... Let's kill them together. It's just that in this case, you're also burdened with boundless karma. ”

Wheeling a casual question.

At this moment, it has become a heart-wrenching kill.

"Of course...... You can also spare their lives. Han Yue's voice was very soft, and he smiled weakly: "In this case, I will look forward to the 'next meeting' between you and me." ”

Over Osawa.

There was a dead silence.

After a short silence, Ning Yi responded resolutely.

"There will be no next time. ”

He spun his wrist and pulled out the fine snow.

Without hesitation, he slashed with a sword-

A semicircular arc of light swept across the sky.

Ning Yi cut off the head of the white-shirted scholar, and with the blessing of the immortal divine power of the three qualities, the entire six reincarnation enchantments collapsed.

In the midst of the sound of the world collapsing and shattering.

He firmly grasped the chaotic world of Jiashi City with one hand, carefully maintaining the safety of this cave.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain scroll gathered the fragments of the glazed jar and reassembled them into a complete porcelain, and those creatures who chanted the sutra were entangled and sealed by divinity layer by layer, and returned to silence.

Ning Yi overlooked the collapsed world, as well as the headless white-shirted body that fell to Daze.

"You and I won't see each other again. ”

Ning Yi's Dao heart was as solid as a rock, and it was not shaken by Han Yue's last words.

If you are really not afraid of death, why bother to say more?

Not to mention the old demon Han who is incomplete at this moment, even if he is the White Emperor, if he is really fatally injured by the sword qi of the sword wielder, he will definitely die.

"Whoa, la, la—"

Above the dome, the wind swayed.

The childish sword scabbard and the broken glass cup were all included in the sword qi cave by the mountain scroll.

Ning Yi took a breath lightly, carrying the head of the white-shirted scholar with one hand and the creatures of Jiazi City with the other, and rushed towards the battlefield on the edge of Daze in the distance.

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(Sorry, you've waited.) This chapter has been written for a long time. ）