"Open!"

The long sword slashed out silently, there was no sword brilliance that thundered the sky, there was no cold sword wind, the reason was very simple, there was endless light here, and under this light, everything seemed dim. Even, Du Lengqiu's figure seems a little illusory.

But none of this matters.

The sword falls, the light goes out, and the sky opens!

The flood of light is split in two, revealing countless darkness. A black torrent as thick as ink poured in, and ordinary people might be afraid or refuse, but Du Lengqiu smiled and opened his arms to meet all this.

Darkness overwhelmed him, silent as death.

In the darkness, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He returned to reality, blue sky and white clouds, and of course our Emperor Majesty, and his courtiers.

These people were floating in the air, and by chance they could see a courtier in a python robe suddenly turn into a ball of pure light, melting into the sunlight.

The apostle did not attack them, but watched with interest. It was like a circus owner picking the right animals in the forest.

He looked back at Du Lengqiu and said, "You can actually break free from my light cage, you are a material that can be made." It's a pity, in these last days, the last thing we need is the materials that can be made!"

At this moment, the emperor suddenly opened his eyes. He felt something in his heart, and when he looked back, he saw that his courtiers had collapsed one by one and made a ball of light, blending into the sunshine in the sky.

He sighed and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you doing this?"

The apostle glanced at the emperor with pity and said, "You are just a native who sits in a well and watches the sky, and you are afraid that you will not understand." That person might be able to understand a little. ”

The emperor looked unmoved, and just said, "You say!"

The apostle pointed to the near-infinite earth and said, "Did you know that the world has a lifespan? Your Middle-earth has about three million years of natural life. However, when the universe is about to return to the singularity, everything cannot be calculated according to the natural lifespan. ”

"In about a hundred years or so, your world will fall apart. ”

"Have you ever seen the world collapse?"

The emperor was at a loss, he didn't know what the apostle was talking about, but Du Lengqiu was shocked in his heart, and he was slightly shocked.

The world collapsed, he had seen it.

Mountains collapsed, seas boiled, magma gushes out of the earth, endless forests burst into flames, and billions of beings die in a blink of an eye.

Everything is extinguished in wailing.

Ah Cuo, Zheng Yu, Wuyi Mountain's fellow disciples, all the familiar and unfamiliar, after all, can never see each other again.

The long sword in his hand was a gift when the world was destroyed, it was originally owned by Qi Ling, and finally given to Du Lengqiu when she perished.

It turns out that the collapse of the world is the trend of the times? Du Lengqiu's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but ask: "Even if the world is about to collapse, what can you do?"

The apostle couldn't help but shake his twelve wings, and proudly explained: "Naturally, I can't help it, but the God Emperor does. ”

"He wants to build a bright divine boat that crosses chaos and survives the unknown singularity. But to protect Shenzhou, a massive, massive, almost endless amount of faith is needed. ”

"But faith is the rarest thing, and the more society collapses, the more so. ”

Du Lengqiu had a feeling of sudden realization.

It turns out that this is the reason why the apostles look at this world, in order to covet faith. And the secret technique that the apostle gave to the demon clan before was also for the demon clan to use, killing half of the human race.

In this way, the Apostle of Light used the back door in the secret art to resurrect tens of millions of women in one fell swoop, and such a power was not owned by the Apostle of Light, but with a skill.

It can be said that the demon clan has done its best to rise, but they could never have imagined that everything they worked was just a conspiracy of the apostles.

Although the emperor was at a loss, the Vermilion Bird Flag in his hand was not at a loss.

After a little thought, he extinguished all his hesitation and all his panic, and said with a solemn expression, "No matter what you say, no matter what you are, since you choose to come to my world to make trouble with the wind and rain, then leave your life behind!"

He already knew that there was a gap between him and the apostle, and it was no longer the first temptation to strike again, and he would not leave seven points of strength to deal with.

This shot is either life or death, and there is no second way.

Flames erupted from the Emperor's eyes, and he suddenly tore open the placket of his shirt and plunged the triangular flag into his chest, sinking deep into his heart.

Blood drowned the flag along the flagpole.

The Emperor Ninja shouted word by word in severe pain: "Suzaku Change!"

As soon as the three words were over, endless flames erupted from the emperor himself, and above the flames, a flaming bird appeared.

The birds hissed in the sky, although there was no real voice, but their domineering was deeply imprinted into the hearts of the two people present.

Du Lengqiu's eyes were awe-inspiring.

But the apostle mocked, "It's Suzaku again, you people, can't you do some new tricks?"

Although no one added firewood, the flames burned higher and higher, from the clouds to the red, down to the ground scorching the earth.

Du Lengqiu stepped back, but the apostle ignored it and just sneered.

Suddenly, the flames in the sky converged like lightning, turning into a giant egg that was flowing with red flames.

Du Lengqiu was a little dazed, "This is the egg of the Vermilion Bird?

However, the results soon emerged.

The giant egg shattered, and a handsome bird let out a long cry and flapped its wings.

The bird's golden eyes flashed, and he fixed his eyes on the apostle. Its wings stretched out, spreading a hundred feet away, and with a slight vibration, it volleyed into the air, and the sword light crisscrossed and turned into a knife net to firmly cover the apostle.

In Du Lengqiu's opinion, this move of the Flame Knife Net is extremely powerful, and when it is idle, it can be refined into flying ash in the blink of an eye, but when it is used to deal with the apostles, I am afraid that it is still a breath away.

The apostle smiled lightly, his eyes showing a bit of contempt, and his palms suddenly closed to the middle, palms facing each other, making a loud "boom".

The sound was louder than the spring thunder.

Endless light shot out like arrows, and dense arrows of light shot out in all directions like hedgehogs, piercing Suzaku's sword net with a snap of his fingers.

"It's my turn!"

The apostle was not a soft-hearted girl, he sneered, his figure had disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he had stepped out of the void and landed straight on Suzaku's back.

He poked his arms down.

The arm, which was originally more than one meter long, instantly turned into hundreds of meters long and landed on the wings of the Suzaku. He roared angrily, and with the strength of his arms, he tore off Suzaku's wings alive.

"Wow!"

With a long sigh, the Vermilion Bird rolled and fell into the sky, but the wings that fell into the apostle's hands suddenly turned into long knives and slashed at the apostle's chest and abdomen.

This trick is elbow and armpit, and it is close at hand. With the power of the apostle, he could not dodge, and the long knife, which was as bright as water but hidden the power of endless flames, passed through his body and cut off the entire apostle.