God said that there would be light and all in this world, and He came under this firmament.

He is the light, and the Haoyang Sword in his hand also represents justice. One person and one sword, he is the enforcer of the Chaos Realm, and at the same time, he is also the person who punishes between heaven and earth, all the darkness will be completely finalized in front of him, and no one can be an exception.

With a roar, the heavens and the earth fell silent, and the fighting on the battlefield stopped, and they all watched the war between the two people in front of them.

Although there are only two of them, everyone knows that the victory or defeat of the two of them will directly determine the trend of the battlefield. Everyone's hearts were sweating, even if it was a dead Shura, they couldn't really ignore death, at least they didn't want to die in vain.

Death has always been a dialectical materialist point of view, and most people who are not afraid of it do not mean that they can accept meaningless death.

Just like the saying that circulates in Huaxia, some deaths are heavier than Mount Tai, and some deaths are lighter than feathers, which is the truth. It doesn't matter if you die in battle, but if you give your life for no reason and it doesn't work at all, it's really not worth it.

A heat wave hit, shocking everyone to take a few steps back, and their eyes were completely obscured by the heat wave.

Haoyang's sword trembled, the heavens and the earth returned to silence, and the Shura dead soldiers were all suppressed, and no one dared to step forward again. And Wei Xuegu was so alone, he blocked these thousands of troops and horses, that kind of mighty momentum, how many people in this world can match?

At least the heavenly evil is not good, compared with Wei Xuegu, he is also a grade behind.

In a panic, he had lost the idea of a war, and all he wanted in his heart was to save his life. No matter how strong the Wraith Soul Halberd is, it is inevitable that it will tremble violently in the face of this majestic righteousness, which is a kind of fear from the heart.

But will Wei Xuegu let him escape successfully? The answer is no, there are too many ancient gods who died in his hands, and as an orphan emperor, he must give an explanation to his people.

"Do you still want to escape, leave me behind!"

The cold words came from Wei Xuegu's mouth, and as soon as the gesture changed, the Haoyang Sword flew directly into the air. But I only saw the brilliance on the Haoyang Sword flickering, from one to two, two to four, until finally derived thousands of Haoyang Sword.

At first glance, it looks similar to some of the sword moves performed by Wei Jiu, but in fact, the essence is different.

This is not a sword move, it is just a simple attack, or in other words, an opponent of the level of Heavenly Sin is no longer worthy of his additional moves. Even if it was just a simple attack, relying on the power of the Haoyang Sword, he could be completely suppressed.

In fact, it is true that Wei Xuegu's talent is above the sin.

If it weren't for the help of the Sage Dao, the Heavenly Evil might not even be qualified to confront him, but even so, it was just a confrontation. After all, the effect of external forces is always limited, and only a person who is strong can be considered powerful.

Especially when Wei Xuegu retreated this time and comprehended the Haoran Heavenly Dao, it made his strength improve a lot.

In the past, although he had the heart to protect his people, it was only because of the name of Emperor Wei Gu. But now it's different, what he wants to do now is to protect the people in the world, this is the meaning of cultivation, and this is the responsibility that a strong person should have.

The avenue is ruthless, the great love is boundless, the right path is unfading, and the righteousness lasts forever, this is the way that Wei Xuegu will protect in the future.

And after he realized this, he was one step closer to the Sage, and for the first time, he touched the transcendent method of entering the Holy One. This is the way that belongs to him, and it is also the way of heaven that is most compatible with him and derived from him.

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On the other side, in the Evil Shura Realm, the fierce battle in the Colosseum continues.

The third-level Shura, as expected, did not have a simple character, holding a blood storage giant sword, and every attack was directed at Wei Jiu's vital point. As for Wei Jiu, he didn't panic, the power of Shura's anti-dragon slash was far beyond his expectations, and he really cracked the attack of the blood store.

A chill in the eyes of that Shura, a wisp of killing intent emerged, and immediately, his gaze looked deadly ahead.

"Good... You managed to provoke me... How many years has I not felt the fear of death?The restless heart can only be washed with blood!" The Shura said coldly, "The evil blood hidden in the giant sword, obey my call and give me great power!"

As the words fell, the giant sword began to fade out of debris, and the color of blood was slowly revealed.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wei Jiu's eyes, because he clearly saw that the blood color above the blade of the sword was actually a real liquid. To be more accurate, it is blood, but in the red blood, there is also a little bit of ink.

And the moment the blood appeared, Shura's entire person's momentum changed, and if it was to be described in one word, it would be gloomy.

From the original thirst for murder to the current gloom, his whole body is shrouded in the red light of blood, and even every step he takes, he will leave bloody footprints. His gaze looked at Wei Jiu coldly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he was looking at a dead body.

In fact, after he used this trick, it meant that it was impossible to let Wei Jiu live.

How could the power of that evil blood be so easy to summon? It was the foundation that he had accumulated with great difficulty over countless years. The Blood Reserve itself contains evil spirits, and if he doesn't kill a single person, he will receive a drop of essence blood, which will be collected in the greatsword.

Storing blood with the sword, nourishing the soul with blood, and then integrating the soul into the sword body.

It's a cycle in which the greatsword grows stronger and stronger in a closed ecosystem, and as long as the evil spirits are not extinguished, the blood bank will continue to grow. Over the years, he has harvested too many lives with this sword, and his strength has also grown a lot.

But he knew very well in his heart that there was an irreparable flaw in the growth mode of the giant sword blood reserve, that is, its essence still relied on a wisp of evil spirit.

If that remnant soul is destroyed, the strength of the giant sword will collapse in an instant. And if the remnant soul is sacrificed to the giant sword, then the blood reserve can exert its extreme power, and of course, the wisp of remnant soul will be completely destroyed.

He never thought that he would make this choice one day, because in his heart, the Giant Sword Blood Reserve was his greatest reliance.

He has a long road ahead of him, he survives from the Colosseum and goes out, he wants to become a Shura dead man, he wants to fight on the battlefield and make achievements. And the giant sword blood reserve is the foundation for him to become strong, as long as this sword exists, he can keep growing.

It's just that who would have thought that on the third floor of the Colosseum, he would meet Wei Jiu, the teenager who forced him to make a choice. He couldn't think about it so much, and his only thought was to kill Wei Jiu.