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It was like an egg that had been hit countless times, and countless cracks continued to spread on the cocoon, and in a matter of seconds, the entire cocoon was covered with dense lines. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rumble!!

In an instant, the cocoon crumbled and shattered into countless clods.

Sparta stood still, looking at a two-finger-wide wound on his chest, and then at the sword, which was nearly a meter away from him.

Obviously he has blocked this sword, why, he still hurt himself?

Sparta looked at the sword puzzled, could it be that the legendary sword qi hurt himself?

"Ten Thousand Swords."

An indifferent voice suddenly swept the entire sky, and Sparta suddenly felt an infinite coldness coming from above his head.

He looked up and looked at the sky.

At this sight, his soul will tremble.

Throughout the sky, countless swords appeared!

These are all swords condensed with spiritual power, which ordinary people can't see, but innate masters can see them.

Densely packed, tens of thousands of swords are in the sky.

A man in an ancient robe was suspended in the sky, and beside him stood an old woman with a weeping pear blossom and rain.

This was the first time Sparta had seen the Infinite Sword Master.

He has been in Europe for hundreds of years, and he doesn't know if it's fate or what, he has never met the Infinite Sword Saint, so he has always thought that he is already the pinnacle of the Sages.

But when he saw the tens of millions of swords in the sky, he knew he was wrong.

The man in the ancient robe looked at him indifferently.

Just one glance made him feel the breath of death.

So, a rain of swords fell in the sky.

It was a rain of swords that covered the entire island.

The houses, trees, cats, dogs, and people on the island were easily pierced and cut by the rain of swords that fell from the sky.

Houses collapsed.

The Diamond Sage, who was forced to run away by Zhao Chunliang, only had time to condense a barrier in front of him before he was pierced through his body by the rain of swords.

In the sky, thunder stirred.

Sparta stood on the ground and looked up at the sky.

His body, which is less than 1.5 meters long, is like an ant to the person in the sky.

He just held his head up like that, motionless.

I don't know how long it has been, and the sword rain has fallen.

The Infinite Sword Master fell to the ground.

With a click, a very slight sound of landing sounded, and Sparta in the distance turned into countless pieces and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Boss!" Ye Qianqian's mournful cry resounded throughout Papacino Island.

"Is this really fate?" The Wuji Sword Saint looked at Zhao Chunliang, who had lost his life on the ground, and was a little confused.

Even he didn't expect that Zhao Chunliang would make such a choice.

His spiritual power enveloped everything, and when Zhao Chunliang made such a move, he didn't have time to stop Zhao Chunliang.

It was as if something in the dark had stopped him at that time.

So Zhao Chunliang's neck was pierced, and the blood was also drained.

Ye Qianqian fell to Zhao Chunliang's side.

The sword rain just now avoided Zhao Chunliang's body, so Zhao Chunliang's body was very complete, unlike the flowers, trees, cats, dogs, houses, and even people on the island.

"On the road against the sky, there are always countless genius stars who have fallen." Ma Xingyun stood behind Ye Qianqian and said, "Since you have embarked on this road, something like this will inevitably happen, he has made his own choice, you should be happy for him." ”

"Why? Why didn't you save the boss? Why!! Ye Qianqian hugged Zhao Chunliang's already cold body tightly and shouted bitterly.

The miserable cry broke through the sky, and the rain poured down from the sky.

Ma Xingyun sighed and didn't say much, but let Ye Qianqian wail at the sky.

Suddenly, Ye Qianqian's body slammed, perhaps to the extreme of grief, she collapsed directly to the ground.

Under the heavy rain, Ye Qianqian's aging body turned out to be young rapidly, and her already pale hair was also rapidly turning black.

"It broke through!" Ma Xingyun looked at Ye Qianqian in surprise, breaking through under sadness, he had never seen this situation before.

What kind of sadness does it take for a person to break through?

If you want to break through from the mind to the heavens, you must go through some extreme emotions or be in a certain limit state, and this is also the so-called Tao.

A master of the mind of a food-loving person, his way lies in deliciousness, so it is very likely that he will break through after eating something very delicious.

A master of the mind who likes the things of men and women, his Tao lies in the sense of blockiness between men and women, so it is possible for him to break through after an extremely high dynasty.

Any master of the mind who wants to break through the heavens is inseparable from these so-called Dao, that is, the so-called extreme, everyone's Dao is different, and many masters of the mind do not even know what their Dao is, if they want to break through, it is naturally impossible.

Everyone has more than one path, only the path that truly belongs to you can make you walk on the right path after stepping into Zhentian, and finally reach the number of thirty-nine, and those who have not taken their own path and embarked on other paths can also become Zhentian, but their achievements are limited.

The way you go, the closer you are to the path that really belongs to you, the stronger your strength will be after becoming Zhentian, such as the diamond saint and Sparta who were forced to run away by Zhao Chunliang before, although both of them are diamond saints, but the difference in strength is huge, it is because Sparta has embarked on his own path, or the path he walks is very close to his own path, and the path taken by the diamond saint is very likely to be far from his own way, in the same way, Ma Xingyun also has his own way, and he is different from Sparta, Maybe both of them are walking on their own path, but different paths, strength is also different, Ma Xingyun himself comprehended the infinite sword, the strength is ancient and modern, and the way of Sparta is much worse, so that both of them are masters of the sky, but the strength is also very different.

To put it simply, in order to become a heaven, you must first find the Tao, and there are many Taos, and finding your own Tao can allow you to go all the way to the number of three or nine, and the same is your own Tao, different Taos can make people have different strengths.

Entering the Tao with sadness, Ma Xingyun has never seen it.

Unconsciously, Ye Qianqian woke up from her fainting.

The person under him is still there, but his body is getting colder and colder.

"Let's go." Ma Xingyun stood not far away and said to Ye Qianqian.

"Where's the boss?" Ye Qianqian asked with teary eyes.

"He is dead, you have entered the Tao, you have become Zhentian, Zhentian, all are ordinary ants, he is the same, you are not a person of the world, you don't need to be nostalgic for him anymore." Ma Xingyun said.

"I can't leave him here alone, I'm going to take him away." Ye Qianqian shook her head and said.

"We don't have much time." Ma Xingyun said, "Maybe you can say that I am ruthless, but Zhao Chunliang is indeed dead, there is no value, now you are not worth wasting time here, if you don't follow me, then Zhao Chunliang may not even have a complete corpse." ”

"You don't want to be like this, I beg you, don't hurt the boss anymore, please." Ye Qianqian said with a cry.

"Then come with me, and one day when the world is peaceful, you come here again, erect a monument for him, and build a tomb, which can be regarded as a break between you and his relationship in the world." Ma Xingyun said.

Ye Qianqian held Zhao Chunliang's hand tightly sadly, she didn't want to leave here like this, at least she had to bring back her boss's body and bring it to those who cared about the boss.

However, Ma Xingyun's threat made Ye Qianqian powerless to resist at all.

"Let's go." Ma Xingyun seemed to be a little impatient, he waved his hand at Ye Qianqian, and Ye Qianqian's whole person flew towards Ma Xingyun, and then the two stepped on a flying sword and flew straight into the sky.

"Boss, wait for me to come back!" Ye Qianqian shouted hoarsely at the island that was getting farther and farther away under her feet.

Her hair, which was already black, suddenly began to turn white.

In a few breaths, a long black hair turned snow-white.

What a sadness in an instant.

I don't know how far away from Papacino.

It's also an endless sea, but here it's light and breezy.

On a small island, two people sit opposite each other.

Between the two of them was a chessboard, not chess, not Go, not beast chess, but a strange game that had never been seen before.

"Dead." One of the silver-haired old men suddenly picked up a chess piece and said.

"Dead?" The woman sitting opposite this person asked with some surprise, this woman has a standard oriental beauty face, willow eyebrows and cherry mouth, and the bridge of the nose is not very high, but it is just right, which makes people want to kiss it gently.

"Dead." The old man threw the chess pieces aside with an expressionless face and said, "It's really dead." ”

"Rare orthodox bloodline, how can you say that death is death?" The woman's brows furrowed slightly, as if she was very unhappy.

"If you're dead, you're dead, it's just the blood of those ancient people, not themselves." The old man said with some disdain.

"The ingredients that Hong'er finally prepared were gone before they could be put into her mouth, and Hong'er was not happy." The woman pouted in exasperation.

"Don't be afraid, between heaven and earth, there are many people with good blood, look for it again, you go first, there is one less chess piece, I have to re-arrange." The old man said.

"Yes, Master!" The woman nodded, picked up a strange mask next to the chessboard, and put it on her face.

This mask is the mask of the red joker.

"I'll go first, Master." The woman spoke again, her voice changing to that of a red joker.

"Go ahead." The old man waved his hand, and the woman got up and left.

Meanwhile, there was a dead silence on Papacino Island.

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder is constantly ringing, and the thunder is dazzling, which is very amazing.

I don't know when, an old man cautiously walked out of the forest in the distance.

Maldini, the old man who had a relationship with Zhao Chunliang at the dock, turned out to be the only person still alive on the island at this time.