283. IV Division 2

"Which is more important, life or death?" asked the old man.

Liu Qingshan replied, "Ping!"

The scales in the old man's hand did not move.

"Which is more important?" the old man asked again.

"Ping!"

The scales still didn't move.

Liu Qingshan scratched his head, what kind of trick is this old man playing, is the balance in his hand what kind of treasure weapon is it, is this going to be a trick for me again?

"Which is more important, gods or demons?" the old man asked again.

"Ping!"

As soon as these words caused an uproar among the people, how could the depraved, dark, ferocious, and evil demonic nature be compared to the God of Light, but the scales were still not tilted to either side!

"10,000 people die, 10,000 demons die, which is more important?" the old man asked the fourth.

"Ping!" Liu Qingshan still replied word by word, without the slightest hesitation.

The people couldn't help it now, and they didn't know who shouted a word of the devil first, and the people immediately attacked in groups, and for a while, all kinds of verbal and written attacks formed an invisible sword that pierced people's hearts, and even some of the people who had returned to the service before changed their faces.

The Night Clan (that is, the Demon Clan) has been at war with the Terrans for many years, and there are tens of millions of soldiers killed in battle, and tens of millions of people are slaughtered, what kind of god is this!

It's obviously a devil!

Kill him! Kill him! Verbal criticism directly turned into shouting and killing!

"Why?" the old man smiled.

"There are demons in people's hearts!" Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand and drew his sword, and walked down the platform step by step! "Why do people have demons in people's hearts? greed, lust, hatred, evil, and ignorance are demons when they shoot into the black abyss? People are demons, and demons are born of excessive desires in people's hearts.

"Man and demon are born as one, the devil dwells in the dark, the man dwells in the light, the god of light does not bear the suffering of all beings, divide and rule, the demon lives in the darkness and the darkness, and the light of life also lives in the light, and over time, you forget the kindness of the god of light. ”

"Who dares to dissect the heart and take the devil? Who dares to say that the heart is pure? There must be a shadow under the light? This is the manifestation of the demon in the heart!" Liu Qingshan held the Bright Sword high, and the Bright Divine Sword emitted countless brilliance, but under the brilliance were countless distorted figures.

"You see, the Night Clan in the Abyss is partying!

Immediately, the faces of the believers changed!

"In this way, everyone is a demon, it's ridiculous!" shouted a melon-eating crowd.

"You see, there is no shadow of the Son of God. Some people also noticed that there was no shadow at Liu Qingshan's feet.

"The heart is pure and there is no devil, and there is no demon and there is no shadow, this is a prophecy. "Why Liu Qingshan has no shadow, the reason is very simple, the fire in his heart is a fire source, the fire source will not have its own shadow, plus his bones are extraordinary, there is golden pith in his bones, if he wants to shine, then the whole person is a big light bulb.

"Forgive me for my ignorance. Some people changed their mouths again.

"The devil, it's the devil, you can't take it seriously, its sinister meaning is the truth, people's hearts are demons, so we are still the father and mother of the Night Clan. Naturally, there were those who strongly refuted it.

"Don't worry, it's the devil who can decide under the light, not by one person, not by one person, even as a son of God. Isn't that right, old man!" Liu Qingshan was like no one around, and all his eyes were locked on the old man.

"Well, of course, that's fair. The old man swallowed.

"Then you're welcome!" Liu Qingshan's bright sword in his hand pointed directly at the old man's heart.

The old man was shocked, and hurriedly blocked the balance in his hand, but he didn't see Liu Qingshan stabbing down, "You, what do you want to do, do you want to commit murder under the pretext?"

Weihua Yingge shouted, "Where are the Templars, are you going to be punished for the thieves!"

"Don't be afraid, this Bright Divine Sword is dedicated to evil demons, and it is not harmless to people, especially to pious people, is it?" Liu Qingshan smiled brightly, harmless to people and animals, and stabbed himself through with a sword.

"Look, it's okay!"

This operation stunned everyone, and they didn't react for a long time.

"Then this old man, are you serving the God of Light wholeheartedly?

"I, I, I'll come on my own. The old man gritted his teeth, since he was born to the present, how could he have done anything against the God of Light, isn't the struggle for power also to better maintain the light.

Liu Qingshan presented the sword with both hands, "Old man, maybe you don't realize that sometimes what you do will always run counter to your initial belief, please think twice about what you do." ”

The old man's outstretched hand shook violently, and he suddenly sighed, "You're right, Tanami Tianping will be handed over to you today." ”

"Grandpa, who are you?!" The old man who has been standing beside him is actually his granddaughter, and the position of the director of the Bright Sect can still be hereditary?!

"I suddenly felt that I was old and had served all my life, and it was time to prove my heart and teaching. Isn't it a young man!" The old man grabbed the Bright Excalibur and stabbed it into his heart!

Burst~!

"Heh~! I like this young man's three words very much, old man, I'll help you draw your sword!" Liu Qingshan grabbed the sword and pulled the Bright Sword out of the old man's chest, "Look, what's on the sword!"

The believers looked up and saw a black shadow on the Bright Excalibur writhing, struggling, and squirming.

"This is the demon of the heart! Kill it, and a certain demon under the black abyss will always go to the source of power. Liu Qingshan twisted his hand into powder, but he kept muttering in his heart, the words in front of him were obviously his own nonsense, how could there really be such a thing?

Could it be that it was infected by the breath of final destruction? If so, it was through that anomalous solar eclipse, twenty days of darkness was enough to make many things abnormal.

"Wait until you see it, people and demons are one, and piety is so unavoidable that there will be demons in your heart, not to mention you, what doubts about what you say to me now?" Liu Qingshan looked around, and the voice that had been screaming Zhenghuan before was also voiceless.

"Old man, you said that 10,000 people died and 10,000 demons died, which is more important?"

“...... "The old man is not dead, the Bright Sword that pierces through his heart just cleans some things in his body, and the reason why he keeps hanging his head is because of guilt on the one hand, and on the other hand, he is really shocked, the Bright Sword still has this effect!

The most shocking thing is the director of the Sword Carrying Division, Weihua Yingge, since the authority of the various divisions became hereditary more than a hundred years ago, this Bright Sword has been in his hands for more than thirty years, and he has never heard of such a function.

"This, this, how did you know it still works?!"

"What is this, speak smartly, I don't know anything about this sword since I was a child, and I don't know when the Father gave it to you. "If Liu Qingshan pulls it up, no one can compare to him.

The corners of the ministers' mouths, including the Pope, twitched, and it was not bad to scold, but they could only scold the street in their hearts, and they had never seen such a shameless person.

The origin, formation, and expansion of the Cult of Light are very clear to them, and the treasures are not gods, except for the Bright Divine Sword, which is directly inherited from the hands of the founders of other generations, the others are all created by themselves little by little from the past to the present.