Chapter Eighty-Seven: Impermanence
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The Heavenly Fire was still burning below, and the seemingly never-ending torrent washed over the ruins of the entire Heavenly Palace. The immortals hid in the clouds, and only used their consciousness to feel the conversation in the void not far away. But they can't hear anything, they can't feel anything, after all, these are no longer the level of their existence.
You can know the future, but they will never have the heart to resist.
Yang Jian slowly stood up, looked at the golden light in the void, and then felt the flame that was constantly burning.
"Heaven is ruined. Yang Jian sighed, and his face returned to an indifferent look.
"Heaven has a new life, and sometimes destruction is also a new life. The Jade Emperor also stared at the void and muttered to himself.
"Yes...... It's a new life, then, what should we do?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized, and after suddenly realizing it, he suddenly looked at the sky in the distance again, and he only saw a white cloud in the depths of the firmament, floating a few indescribable clouds.
"We don't have to do anything, we just have to wait. The Jade Emperor shook his head.
"Looking?"
"Yes, look, we've done our best, we've done our best, and we have no regrets. ”
"There's probably going to be a big battle here, are we leaving?"
"Leave? I was originally the Lord of the Heavenly Court, and I have been like this since the beginning of the Ancient Period, so why should I leave? If I want to leave, it is just the departure of those irrelevant people. ”
"Need my help?"
The Jade Emperor closed his eyes and said no more.
Yang Jian laughed......
Yang Jian looked at the immortals in the void, holding the weapon, and flew up like an eagle, his eyes were full of killing intent.
"You guys, have you seen enough, if you've seen enough, let's end it!"
This sound was like thunder......
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"Do you have to go against the sky?"
Above the void, bursts of depression kept coming, and from time to time there was a terrifying force warning something, and Wang Chen was floating below these warning sounds, he stood proudly, still with a smile on his mouth.
Rulai stood opposite Wang Chen, the two looked at each other, they were all laughing at each other, just a smile and a bitter smile.
Although all the swords that the monkey swung out were blocked by Nyolai, the sword seed did not know when it had been planted in Nyolai's body, and no matter what Nyolai did, there was no way to pull out this seed.
"What's the point of saying these words at this time?" Wang Chen waved his hand lightly, and an air sword appeared in his hand, his clothes fluttered with the wind, and his whole person was under the dark clouds, as if he had been fearless for eternity!
This is Wang Chen, he is a swordsman, a swordsman who is not controlled by anyone.
"Your sword is extraordinary. "Rulai clasped his hands together.
"This is Sword Eleven, the sword of fate, cutting off all fate, he is composed of unwillingness, anger, strength, forbearance, and struggle. ”
"But the sword is not perfect, I can feel it, there is one thing he lacks. Although Rulai felt that this sword was very terrifying, he did not have much to guard against.
"Maybe he lacked something before, but now he doesn't lack it anymore, at least, the seed is left. Wang Chen slowly raised his sword and pointed at Rulai, "I want you to be a sacrifice to my Sword Eleven." ”
"Haha...... I have been speaking to heaven since I was born, and I am the only one in heaven and on earth, how can I be your sacrifice?"
"Then, you can try!" In the moment he finished speaking, Wang Chen suddenly disappeared into the void, and then the sword suddenly swung out, breaking through the void, accompanied by a strange glow.
Is the glow beautiful? Beautiful, it symbolizes light and hope, and the same is true of Wang Chen's sword, which also symbolizes hope.
"Click!"
In the void, a thunderbolt fell, and the rich coercion made the gods in the heavenly court tremble constantly, and even Yang Jian, who held the halberd to kill the gods, stopped, and after stopping, Yang Jian's face became extremely pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
And those immortals who had come to see the excitement suddenly all knelt down, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.
"It was a divine calamity, an irresistible divine calamity, he went against the sky, and finally caused such a catastrophe. An immortal gritted his teeth and spat out these words.
"And what about us?"
"We have to run, or we'll be victims. ”
"Can we run?"
"I don't know, maybe I can, maybe I can't, but anyway, we're going to give it a try. ”
"No, this is not the future, nothing like this will happen in the future, we are still immortals in the heavenly court, everything will not change!" said an immortal with a face as white as paper.
"Future, don't you know, the future has completely changed? The future you know may just be a joke, we all thought that the demon monkey was a joke, and only now did I realize that we were all jokes!"
Then the Sareal person was blind, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything.
What's the point when what you're relying on is completely useless, and when everything changes, what can we do?
Wrath?
How can we be angry, and what reason can we be angry?
Struggle?
Have we struggled, maybe we have struggled, but we have never defied Providence even once.
The immortals thought that mortals were ants, so what would the powers above the Nine Heavens think of the immortals?
Ants, if you are weak, you are willing, and you don't struggle anymore, then you will always be just an ant.
Sazhen had a kind of enlightenment, and only now did he understand how great the Jade Emperor was......
Above the void.
Rulai quietly looked at Wang Chen who came with his sword, he had no sadness, no joy, and no resistance, he just watched.
Yes, look, when that thunderbolt struck Wang Chen, causing Wang Chen to drown in the firelight, Rulai already understood.
"Amitabha. ”
Not far away......
"Do you think this thunderstorm can scare me?" Wang Chen lowered his head, raised his hand slightly, and with a sword passed, the thunder disappeared.
He slowly stepped out of the firelight, and his body was covered with floating daggers......
That sword broke through the entire sky and knocked the catastrophic clouds into smoke, and then, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of Wang Chen's mouth, but Wang Chen still smiled, pointed at Rulai with his sword, and slowly walked towards Rulai step by step.
"It's useless. If you come to a palm, that palm turned into thousands of Buddha sounds, resounding throughout the void, and the immortals who heard the Buddha sound couldn't help but bow devoutly.
Wang Chen had an extra mouthful of blood in his mouth again, but Wang Chen was still advancing.
Rurai's eyes widened as he watched the approaching sword!
"Why!"
"This is the sword of fate, no one can stop me, if I can change the fate of this entanglement, all the efforts are nothing!" Wang Chen's body flowed blood, and then he raised his head, his eyes were also full of bloodshots, and his appearance was very terrifying.
The Divine Tribulation did not cause him any harm.
The Divine Tribulation has seriously injured him and burned his soul......
If you come and close your eyes, you declare the Buddha's name.
"Are you scared?" the Jade Emperor looked up at Rulai.
"You say he's scared?" Yang Jian couldn't bear the huge pressure and knelt down, but his head was still raised.
"Yes, a sword that has nothing to stop the burning of life, who is not afraid?" the Jade Emperor stood, and then continued to look up into the void......