Tears diluted the blood in her eyes, and Cen Duxiao held up the magic knife made from her own bones.

She closed her eyes, tears broke the line, and when she opened her eyes again, there was only sadness left in those apricot eyes.

There is no hatred, only injury.

She thought she would hate, hate God for deceiving her for so many years, and deceived her into thinking that she was the happiest person in the world.

However, when she recalled the past she had experienced with Fuso, she really couldn't hate it.

The man who loved her with his life really existed, and even if he was only completing the task of saving the world, he really touched her.

The boundless wish is finally fulfilled in her in this life, and she has no regrets.

If Tiandao wants her life, she will give it.

There is no place for her in this world, and she no longer has any concerns.

Dying at the hands of a loved one is much happier than enduring the cold strangulation of the Ten Thousand Desolations God Array.

Wangshu wanted to hug her distressedly and blame her for hurting herself, but her heart seemed to be tugging, and two thoughts were pulling at each other.

"You are the Heavenly Sword, and the meaning of your existence is to punish evil, not to be in the same league with evil spirits!"

"When will you wait if you don't do it?"

"You should understand that she hates you, if you don't kill her today, she will no longer be controlled by you in the future, and she will not let go of this world again!"

The voice in his ears tricked Wang Shu to take the magic knife little by little, and he tried his best to get rid of it, and his whole body hurt to death, as if he was broken to pieces.

The power of Heavenly Dao's mind was irresistible, and Wangshu realized that he was still too naïve, and he actually wanted to confront Tian.

He heard the Heavenly Dao say, "If you don't kill her, then there is no meaning in existing." ”

No existential significance?

Is it that as long as he dies, he can exchange her life?

Wangshu roared angrily in his heart: "Do you have to be like this? Can you let her go, let me go?!"

Tiandao sneered: "Do you want to emulate Fusang, but you don't have an immortal root, you can't protect her." ”

The struggle and pain on his face was seen as frightened by Cen Duxiao, so she explained softly, "Kill me with my knife so that you don't get my blood and suffer backlash." ”

She pulled out her ribs and used her flesh to build a magic knife to kill herself, which was equivalent to killing herself.

Heavenly Dao cannot kill, otherwise he will be counterattacked, and his spotless white clothes should not be stained with blood.

"I don't want to...... Don't want to ......"

Cen Duxiao didn't wait for him to finish, she said in a trembling voice: "Do it, if you don't kill me, I will drag everyone to hell together." ”

He was hesitating, hesitating whether to kill or not.

The world and her life, the two are too easy to choose, he can't make up his mind, so let her do it.

Wangshu was about to collapse, and Tiandao forced him to kill Cen Duxiao, and Cen Duxiao was also forcing him.

The hand he held the magic knife was lifted by an invisible force, and it was pointed at her heart, and he struggled to press the hand holding the knife with his other hand, aiming the blade at himself.

The pain crushed him, he couldn't save her, he could only try his best to convince the heavens: "Do you see? She doesn't want you to suffer backlash when she dies, she loves you, why do you ...... to her like this?"

Fusang's return to the Heavenly Dao can't protect her, how can he do it with a sword spirit?

Is Tiandao really so ruthless? can't you see or feel her affection?

Hearing this, Tiandao seemed to pause, and the mental power suppressed on Wangshu's body was reduced a little.

Wang Shu took advantage of the relaxation of the Heavenly Dao and quickly threw a knife at a black figure behind him.

"You ......"

The black magic knife stabbed Guo Huaiming's chest accurately, and the turbulent black qi poured from his body, heading straight for Cen Duxiao.

It happened so quickly that everyone present was stunned.

Guo Huaiming expected that Wangshu would not be able to do it, and Cen Duxiao wanted to kill himself, he couldn't hold it anymore, he had to add a fire.

Who knows, before he could kill everyone in the dark and frame Cen Duxiao, he exposed his tracks and was pierced by a knife.

Guo Huaiming suddenly lost his center of gravity, as if his whole body skeleton had been pulled away, and he had no strength to support him to stand up.

He fell straight down, without the power of the demon god, and the wounds he had suffered before returned to his body.

The power of the Demon God in his body kept luring him to confront Cen Duxiao head-on, and it turned out that he was waiting for the Demon God to willingly recall them!

The magic knife on his chest was like a tube connecting him to Cen Duxiao, this tube was extracting all the power in his body, leaving him no room to survive.

They just need to return to the Demon God Body!

Unfortunately, he knew too late, and he arrogantly thought that he could harness an evil force that did not belong to him.

His skull seemed to be stirred wildly by an iron needle until he lost consciousness.

The wisp of black qi drifted to Cen Duxiao's Yin Hall, reaching her hands, feet and torso.

It was as if something was suddenly complete.

The power from Guo Huaiming and the power in her body were surging and merging, and her whole body was as hot as fire, and she urgently needed to be released.

She wants to subvert the Three Realms!

She's going to destroy this world!

The idea of destroying the world in my heart became stronger and stronger, and the strange thing was that there was no reason, just a simple desire to return this world to the beginning of chaos.

She could feel her connection to the distant void, a space that had been chiseled apart and needed something to fill it!

It's the spiritual power of God!

She needed more divine spiritual power so that she could let all living beings die without pain in an instant.

Not enough, her strength now is not enough!

Heavenly Dao is the ancestral god, and he is the strongest of the god race, if Heavenly Dao dies, his spiritual power will flow into the void.

So that she can be with him forever, and she can take him with her to destroy the whole world!

She had an epiphany.

Tiandao has been taking precautions all these years because she is afraid that after her death, she will be able to control his spiritual power.

I see!

Wangshu had already discovered Guo Huaiming's traces, but Tiandao had been forcing him to stab the knife at Cen Duxiao.

"Ah Yan, you believe me, I really love you......"

He did, he changed his providence, but he was exhausted, and it took his last breath to say it.

He blinked tiredly and looked at her reluctantly, as if he wanted to see her in his eyes, never to be separated.

His body gradually turned into thin white smoke.

He frantically touched his face, and he realized that he could no longer feel his own hand.

Doesn't feel like they ever existed.

Maybe he never existed in this world.

Like a wisp of wandering spirit, it has lost itself and has no purpose, only to surround Cen Duxiao.

Who is he? Where is he?

He couldn't remember it at all.

"Wangshu ......"

As Wangshu disappeared, Cen Duxiao suddenly came back to her senses from the obsession of destroying the world, and when she reacted, it was too late to grab Wangshu's scattered body.

A thought of fear made her shiver.

She took out the Wangshu sword from the gold bag and pulled it out, the blade of the Wangshu sword was black and dull, no longer bright, no different from a piece of iron that had rusted for a hundred years.

She wiped the blade of the sword indiscriminately, and she tried so many times that she scratched her fingers, and the blade was covered with blood, and Wangshu still didn't respond.

Wangshu has no aura?

Why is there no aura?!