Vertical pupils stared at Gu Qingshan.

It sent out a rapid and strange language, trying to communicate with Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "No—I won't lead you here, let alone provide you with any strength." ”

The vertical pupils suddenly burst out with murderous intent.

A colorful thin line shot out from the vertical pupil and stabbed at Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "You don't have the strength to launch that technique, let's die." ”

I saw that around the vertical pupils, the gray mountain kept collapsing downward.

- Hitomi is trying to get enough power from the Gray Mountain to form some kind of demonic power.

It's a pity that everything about that eight-armed giant has been washed to dust by time.

If it weren't for the sheer number of beings sacrificed, even the vertical pupils would not have had a chance to be born.

It was all a mistake.

But the possibility has already appeared, then in this world, the existence of evil nature has already gained its rightful "position".

This time he was rejected by Gu Qingshan.

But what about next time?

What choices will the saints who aspire to devote themselves to the new era make?

Gu Qingshan's eyes darkened.

He grabbed the Immortal, Hundred Battle Twin Swords from the void and leaped forward slightly.

Two cold rays of light staggered.

The vertical pupils were instantly smashed, submerged into a deep golden light, and completely disappeared into the desolate world.

Gu Qingshan's figure turned, jumped back to the edge of the pit, and collected the double swords.

He looked a little bleak.

"These saints can't wait to go to the new era, but they don't know that they themselves represent history and are exactly what the new era wants to eliminate."

"Kneeling will not be accepted, it will only turn into food for the other party faster."

Gu Qingshan seemed to have some emotional waves, and said to himself:

"A group of ridiculous and ignorant guys, forgetting their roots, pursuing illusory things, the end is already doomed."

"—In that case, why should I come to save such an era?"

He shook his head and turned around.

In front of him, an illusory bronze door appeared.

He pressed his hand on the bronze door and was about to push it in, when he heard a noise behind him.

Gu Qingshan looked back.

I saw the Changcun Sword flying back and forth, erupting into bursts of eager sorrow, as if there was something to say.

Gu Qingshan lowered his head and thought for a few breaths.

The world was silent, as if waiting for his decision.

Suddenly.

His voice rang out in the empty no-man's land:

"The world will fall, but the saints are all thieves, and they will perish on their own, this is the cause and effect of the change of the times, even if I have the power of chaos, I am not willing to save this world for them."

"When all the laws are extinguished, cause and effect are not empty, let everything follow their cause and effect to reincarnate."

With that, he was about to push open the door—

At this moment, the Hundred Battles Sword swept towards him, stopping at his side, and erupted into a roar that soared into the sky.

Gu Qingshan was slightly stunned.

"What do you want me to see?" He asked.

The Hundred Battle Sword didn't answer, just hummed as hard as he could.

The Eternal Sword also flew to his side, and with the hundred battles, it emitted a rhythmic sword sound.

They seem to be calling for something.

Suddenly.

Gu Qingshan sensed an extremely rare situation.

He couldn't help but slowly turn his head and look into the void in the distance—

I saw that in the void, there was gradually a void of light and shadow rushing in.

These lights and shadows seem to be another world.

"A phase world is overlapping with the Overworld...... What will come? ”

Gu Qingshan muttered suspiciously.

After a moment's thought, he reached out and pressed lightly into the void.

In an instant, the bronze door disappeared.

He turned and walked towards the shadow, wanting to see what was going on.

The surrounding lights and shadows sensed his movements, and suddenly accelerated the change-

In the next moment, the wilderness around Gu Qingshan disappeared.

Everything is invisible.

There is light –

In the dark and lonely void, thousands of faint points of light quickly coalesced like a storm.

They manifest one humanoid after another.

Gu Qingshan looked at it quietly and pondered, "Heroic Spirit...... I remember that there were no heroic spirits in the desolate world...... After all, it's a hard road. ”

I saw that the human figures condensed by those points of light were floating in the air, densely packed and neatly lined up, all looking towards Gu Qingshan.

They were smiling.

- These are all Heroic Spirits!

Gu Qingshan's gaze wandered among the heroic spirits, and he soon saw the sword cultivator.

The Hundred Battles Sword flew forward and circled around the sword cultivator happily for a week, and then flew back reluctantly.

The sword cultivator looked at Gu Qingshan and smiled slightly, flew out, and waved his hand at the heroic spirits.

It's like a signal—

A heroic spirit raised his hand in the air.

Hundreds of Heroic Spirits raised their hands.

It was as if they were calling for something, and as if they were waiting for something.

- They had to be separated in order to continue fighting, and now the time has come to meet again.

Gu Qingshan's face slowly changed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

Sword!

Flying Sword!

A flying sword galloped from the distant sky with a long whistling sound.

More flying swords are coming!

A thousand swords rained down, and ten thousand swords flew from all over the desolate world.

Gu Qingshan's ears sounded one after another subtle voices:

"The name of the sword will always protect all beings, and it will never stop until death;"

"The name of the sword breaks the demon, and the one who holds this sword swears to break the ten thousand demons;"

"The name of the sword is lonely, although it is lonely, the road is not lonely, and it has its own comrades;"

"Sword Name Slashes ......"

"Sword Name Long Song ......"

"The name of the sword is ...... evil spirit"

"Sword Name ......"

When these voices sounded, a flying sword suddenly came, landing in front of Gu Qingshan, exuding a sword intent.

Time passes slowly.

Thousands of flying swords all fell in front of Gu Qingshan, motionless, as if waiting for his call at any time, they were about to break the demon and kill the enemy, and cut all the grievances.

Gu Qingshan looked around at all the flying swords, and then looked at those heroic spirits.

The heroes were still smiling and looking at him quietly.

The wind became silent.

It seems that the whole world is waiting for something.

Suddenly.

Gu Qingshan sighed and said, "You sword cultivators are obviously dead......

He stretched out his hand and shook it in the air.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of long swords emitted infinite sword qi, and the sword qi rushed up into the night, turning into a sound that shook the universe.

The swords left in front of Gu Qingshan and fell behind him one by one, disappearing into the void.

From now on, they will fight with him.

Gu Qingshan looked at the heroic spirits and said:

"Your will has been communicated to me, and from now on...... I will try to save all beings in this world, and all those like you. ”

All the heroes nodded in unison, and their figures gradually became dim, turning into a glimmer of light and disappearing away.

A voice remained in Gu Qingshan's ears:

"Saint...... There are also ...... who stand on the side of sentient beings."

Immediately afterwards, a scene appeared in Gu Qingshan's mind.

When the picture ended, a gust of wind blew in the heavens and the earth.

For a moment, the sun and moon were gone, and all traces of the previous battle were completely destroyed by this gust of wind.

Even the huge ash mountain was completely blown away.

There was no longer a single speck of demonic flesh and ash in the pit.

The Heroic Spirits have covered it all up.

This is a good thing for Gu Qingshan.

The wind howled.

- The Realm of Phases is gradually leaving the Overworld.

The whole world is back to normal.

Gu Qingshan found that he was still standing in front of that huge pit.

But something was different around them.

Millions of flying swords followed him.

There are still countless sword cultivators and heroic spirits who are secretly sheltered.

They were with him.

Gu Qingshan recalled the picture he had received before, and after judging the direction slightly, he turned into an afterimage and quickly disappeared.

A few hours later.

In the middle of the desert, he found the lonely tomb.

When I opened the tomb, I saw the corpse of a cultivator who had died in battle lying inside.

"Sure enough, it's a sword cultivator......"

Gu Qingshan stepped forward and squatted down and gently took the things in the corpse's hand.

- It was an old bronze lamp.

On the outer wall of the lamp, many intricate patterns are carved, showing the appearance of a stormy and dark world.

Gu Qingshan sighed for a few breaths, pressed his hand on the bronze lamp, and urged hard.

The spiritual power was quickly infused into it, activating the countless hidden runes on the inner wall of the bronze lamp.

The wick lit up with a wind-blue glow.

As soon as the light appeared, a faint female voice sounded:

"I've been in retreat for years, who is calling me with my token?"

"Who are you?" Gu Qingshan asked rhetorically.

"I am a storm saint." The female voice said.