According to legend in the world, the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Knife is a divine weapon created by the gods and demons of the Thirty-Three Heavens Realm, and it has a power that cannot be matched by mortals in the world, but the historical truth that is inexplicably reflected in Xia Wenhua's eyes has swept away the fallacies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The essence of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Knife is just a mortal soldier, but due to fate, it was held in the hands of the Overlord of Western Chu, and finally transformed into an extraordinary divine soldier, no, it is not even a divine soldier, it is just the condensation of an immortal oath, and the fighting intent of countless soldiers to sacrifice their lives and forget to die has formed the edge of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Knife, and the Demon Star Mandate of Heaven has constructed the blade of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Knife, and the will and strength of the Overlord of Western Chu have built the soul of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Knife.

The brilliant flashing, ignoring all defenses of the Nine Heavens Purple Night Thunder Yuan, is the presentation of this history, condensed and blooming, that is the will that has been preserved across time, as long as that history still exists, is still sung by people, and remembered by people, the power of the brilliant purple thunder will never dissipate, never erase, and never end.

"I see, the ancestor of the Xia family, the overlord of Western Chu, is actually also a demon king!"

Xia Wenhua whispered, the sudden emergence of this information revealed not only the causes and consequences of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Knife, he saw more and more, and understood a lot.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the heroic national fortunes are broken one by one, the heavens and the earth are overturned, the real dragon is rampant, and the long-separated humanitarian luck is restored to the only one, which is a great achievement, but the soldiers pointed out, the lives are devastated, and the Warring States heroes have not lost their morality, and the people's hearts and fortunes still exist, forcibly destroying, burying everything, and also giving birth to sins.

He also bears the sins, and also carries the call of all those who are sunk in darkness and all those who are unwilling, which is the last prayer of the buried Warring States and powerful countries, but they are unwilling to dissipate into the dust of history.

You are strong in the world, you are invincible, you unify the world, and you are majestic! Do we deserve to die? Should our country perish? Could it be that the homeland maintained by our ancestors and countless fathers and elders is just a stepping stone to achieve your great cause?

The victor sings the praises of glory, behind the great cause of dominating the world, the resentment of the loser who is unwilling to dissipate, this is the dark torrent of that era, the final backlash formed, has nothing to do with good and evil morality, in the view of the heavenly level, it is just the final struggle between the human heart and power, the torrent of will and the torrent of will, and the resulting merit and sin, that is, the humanitarian catastrophe that occurred in that era.

The Overlord of Western Chu bears these, merges with the vast dark torrent, and is promoted to the position of the Dark Demon King, he has also sunk, he has also been confused, and he has also been involuntarily, but in the end, he stood in front of the battle array, but with his own will, he swung his blade and cut off the head of the ancestral dragon.

"Although Chu has three households! Death Qin will be Chu! ”

This immortal oath, from the heart, learned from heaven and man, perfectly fits the thoughts and thoughts of the dark torrent, with this as the cornerstone, after the fall of the overlord of Western Chu, but finally detached, he controls the dark torrent, truly merges, and becomes the dark demon king who controls the power of the torrent of the great catastrophe, so that he has the ability to be immortal and immortal, and only then does he have the powerful power that later arrived in the realm of gods and demons.

The catastrophe was successful, the second emperor of Great Qin died, the cause and effect were reversed, the power of the dark torrent catastrophe gradually dissipated, and the demon king's position lost its foundation, which led to the defeat of the overlord of Western Chu under the sword of the Son of Heaven of the Great Han Taizu, which drew an end to that era.

The information from the ancient cause and effect, emanating from the depths of the bloodline, finally calmed down, Xia Wenhua opened his eyes and stared at the darkness again, he already knew what to do.

He closed his eyes again, and tried to meet the wails and sorrows that echoed in the darkness, and he listened quietly, these calls to sink into the darkness, and the cause and effect behind them, all floated in his heart.

"Actually...... You just want to go home! I want to go back to the world again, see the blue sky, get in touch with the warm breeze, and reunite with the people I care about. ”

Whispers with a slight compassion echoed in the darkness, shaking the foundation of this dark existence, touching the core of this darkness, the dark light emitted by the broken crystal, shining unprecedentedly, with the sudden rise of the consciousness in Xia Wenhua's heart, and surging and surging, this broken crystal dwells in the power that is infinitely close to the source of sin.

The law of sin is the supreme principle of heaven and earth, even though it comes to the level of reality in the form of destruction and killing, but in essence, the way of sin is still an indispensable glorious and righteous path between heaven and earth, corresponding to the avenue of merit, evil and malice, and even sin is not its true face, its essence is to carry everything, contain all filth, and cleanse all the deep darkness.

Xia Wenhua stretched out his hand, as if to grasp this darkness, holding everything in the palm of his hand, and the broken spar embedded in his palm emitted a brilliant light.

"Then, follow me, and I'll take you home!"

The real dark demon king, is born with a solemn wish, walking in the way of darkness, Xia Wenhua rose to such an enlightenment, suddenly let out a wild laugh, unruly, the oath he made, floating in the darkness, like light shining on everything, in an instant, infinite darkness collapsed towards him.

The Infinite Nine Heavens Purple Night Thunder Yuan bloomed wildly, intertwined with the dark light emitted by the broken crystal, Xia Wenhua's hand held this piece of darkness, and suddenly twitched, and a long knife between the void and the real was pulled out by him.

The shattered spar multiplied out of thin air, constructing the shape of this knife, and the power of the Nine Heavens Purple Night Thunder Yuan was constructed into a blade, and endless darkness gathered in it, and the evil qi accompanied Xia Wenhua's oath to form the soul of the knife.

"Grandpa, is this what you expect, the power of the true overlord beyond the seventh-layer bloodline awakening?"

With the knife in hand, at this moment, Xia Wenhua remembered the ancestor of the Thunder Martial God Xia family, who had blocked his bloodline and expected him to reach the realm of the former ancestor of the Western Chu Overlord, smiled faintly, but no longer spoke, the long knife waved, the darkness was endlessly shattered, and it was swallowed up by the long knife.

Falling, it is still the same fall, breaking free from the darkness, what catches Xia Wenhua's eyes is a long black river floating in the void, with a swing of a knife, the black long river suddenly reverses, and frantically merges into the long knife.

continued to fall, in the final core, Xia Wenhua saw a vague, curled black shadow man with curled limbs like an unborn baby, and this black shadow man also seemed to be touched by Xia Wenhua's appearance, and when he opened his eyes, there was only endless madness and ferocity in his red pupils.

Staring at the black shadow, Xia Wenhua suddenly laughed wildly: "Is this the case?" Sin eats away at me, takes my soul, and forms you at the root of this sin, a puppet formed by my evil thoughts and the torrent of darkness, if I continue to be eroded, one day, you will replace me and walk the world as the dark lord! ”

After laughing for a while, Xia Wenhua shook his head: "I am now beginning to thank my senior brother for the opportunity, if it weren't for that, I would have let you replace me now in the future, just with your honor, how can I pick up girls!" ”

The words were playful, the long knife was cut out mercilessly, the black shadow struggled in every way, howling madly, but it was useless, it was cut in two, and then the black shadow collapsed and was swallowed by the long knife.

Then he swung a knife, and the brilliant black thunder light spread.

At this moment, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, who was far away in the capital of the Apocalypse, suddenly raised his head, his expression was solemn, his eyes were solemn, and he once again used his divinity to spy on the roots of the world, and he found that the black calamity that once filled the heavens and the earth gathered in turn, and the black calamity that gave birth to the evil lord had disappeared, and was replaced by a brilliant black pillar of thunder light, majestic and unstoppable.

"This familiar edge, the old man will never forget, has the evil lord finally been born?" The Great Elder of the Apocalypse muttered, remembering the day when he had slain Cenarius' powerful edge.

Xia Wenhua woke up in reality, opened his eyes, and saw Mo Huang swaying with a wine gourd and pouring himself a drink.

"Yes, I actually relied on my own strength to transform into a real Dark Demon King, I even had a collar and dog leash ready for you, hehe, it saves me a lot of trouble, so, as prefaced, let's have a drink!"

Taking the wine gourd, Xia Wenhua drank it in a big gulp, the wine spilled on his clothes and the ground, and drank it all in one gulp, Xia Wenhua threw away the wine gourd, and asked lightly: "Senior brother, what do you want me to do next?" ”

"Tsk, there is progress, not to ask what to do, but to ask what I want to do, it seems that you already have your own opinions! But it doesn't matter, after all, this is your way, only you can create a great cause, I can't interfere too much, now, I want you to go to the capital and take those ten princesses back captive. ”

"What's the point?"

"The demon king kidnapped the princess, do you still need a reason? It's your vocation, okay? (To be continued.) )