In the primeval era, there were boundless killing battlefields, where tens of millions of living beings were fighting, blood was spreading, and there were terrifying disasters everywhere.

The blood-colored sky was burning, the earth was torn apart, forming an abyss, and countless creatures fell, wailing and weeping.

Torrential rains poured down, hurricanes raged, and decomposing corpses were here.

The hundred-foot-tall beast roared and vented its madness, bleeding everywhere it went, its mouth devouring its stumps.

In the vastness of heaven and earth, a white-haired young man stepped into the air, his eyes were strange, his left eye was as black as night, and his right eye was pure white as jade, carrying a huge killing power, facing the battlefield.

Three punches smashed the giant beast, blood spilled in the sky, walked on the killing battlefield, and saved people from the abyss.

Suddenly...

A golden avenue came from the sky, like a rushing river, and the light filled the whole heaven and earth, sprinkling endless brilliance.

An old man with immortal wind and bones descended, like a Taoist who saved the world, and when thousands of living beings saw him, they stopped killing and knelt down one after another, as if they were kneeling to worship the gods, only the white-haired boy was still standing.

With a wave of the old man's hand, an invisible force began to wander, Yin and Yang were endless, with a vast system like the stars and universes, running in a complex manner, slowly turning into a sea of stars, and a faint light flowed into the bodies of tens of millions of living beings.

This is the power of the Heavenly Dao!

Suddenly, tens of thousands of living beings went berserk again, their eyes covered with blood, their expressions were dull, and their eyes were full of murderous intent and they all looked at the white-haired boy.

"For the sake of heaven, kill Su Fan. Thousands of creatures roared angrily, slaughtering the white-haired boy.

Su Fan's face was slightly sad, he raised his eyes to look at the old man, there was a little more helplessness in his eyes, these tens of millions of creatures were like ants, he could bury them all.

But...

He couldn't do it for a long time, and when it came to the rights and wrongs of the common people, he saw that these creatures were just controlled by the Heavenly Dao, not the original intention, so what was wrong.

He stared at a certain place in the distance, revealing the eternal desolation, the sword light and sword shadow were already in front of him, and with a wave of his robe, tens of thousands of black iron chains flew out, emitting a cold light, and the black gas on it was chaotic and the evil qi was swirling.

Binding these creatures, the spiritual power in their bodies began to drain, and the sound of anger and sorrow spread through their heads, and a wide mouth and fangs, angry and glaring demons appeared in front of them, and they hugged their heads and howled, losing their ability to fight.

"Lord of the Nine Hells, if you die in peace, these tens of millions of living beings will be alive. At this time, the old man slowly landed on the ground and walked towards Su Fan.

"Heaven is ruthless, even if you lose all things, you will put me to death. Su Fan smiled bitterly.

"There should be no existence in the world that can compete with the way of heaven, only when you die, can this life enjoy eternity. The old man said lightly, his expression unchanged.

"Hahaha..."Su Fan covered his face with his right hand and laughed, laughing miserably.

Heaven is jealous, heaven is jealous, this is too powerful power, and it has caused endless right and wrong.

"Sanqing... Mo Xuantian... Jiuchen..."He muttered in his mouth, these people were under the ground where he stood, they couldn't rest in peace, they all died because of themselves, they were all killed by the Heavenly Dao.

He tasted all the pain in the world, and in the end he found that the most painful thing in the world is that he can't ask for it, he can't let go, and he can't let go of the guilt in his heart for eternity, he doesn't ask for his own well, he only wants the people he once had to be resurrected.

Two lines of clear tears fell on the white clothes, which made him feel a little cool, and there was a sad smile on the corner of his mouth.

Today he had come to put an end to all this, and the heart-wrenching despair had become too much for him to bear, and they were all dead, leaving him alone, in sorrow.

"Kill!" the old man cut the chain and gave the battle order.

Tens of millions of living beings recovered in an instant, like a meteorite that pierced the sky, carrying a huge power to kill Su Fan again, trembling the roar of the heavenly firmament, shaking the killing intent of the ages.

They can't come back....

"My heart is dead, so cut it off. Su Fan's long sword stabbed into his chest, abandoning the heart of the bloody Linlin.

Su Fan's whole body was surrounded by demonic energy, dyed white, clouded his mind, and holding the companion Beginningless Sword in his hand, and began to slaughter living beings on a large scale.

Bury all the lives to sacrifice the heroic spirits!

His black and white eyes burst out with fine light, distorting the space, and the Tai Chi diagram stretched out, shrouding the sky, and once the creatures came into contact with the screams, they couldn't make a scream, and directly refined the flesh and turned into dry bones.

For a while, countless bones were piled up, and the blood light covered the surroundings, and the miserable blood color seemed to have come to the blood prison.

Su Fan's eyes were full of hideousness, the surrounding demonic qi gushed out like a volcanic eruption, the sky and the earth were dim, the yin wind was howling, and the aura of evil and darkness was permeated.

If a person has no heart, how can there be humanity, and this world-class slaughter is like a catastrophe.

He no longer had to suppress the grief and despair in his heart, he vented to his heart's content, and in a few breaths, tens of thousands of living beings were annihilated, and there was no longer mercy for the merciful and heartless.

"Soul Ghost Book!" Su Fan shouted.

A book flew out of Su Fan's body, floating in the air, and a stream of demonic energy poured into it, and the pages of the book turned with it, and the ground writhed like a wave, turning into a churning river of blood, drowning countless living beings, and only the screams of the soul came out.

Su Fan roared angrily, and the demonic qi in the sky changed into various weapons, ruthlessly taking away one life after another.

At this time, the old man on the side, holding a spear in his hand, smashed the ground and killed Su Fan brazenly.

Before Su Fan could react, the spear had already penetrated his abdomen, and immediately after, dense runes flew out, like flying elves, exuding earth-shattering power and containing the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The runes condensed into iron chains, surrounding Su Fan, wrapping around him, and then igniting silver flames, burning every inch of Su Fan's skin.

Su Fan's life was rapidly draining, and the Beginningless Sword in his hand made a sword roar like a ghost crying, which was a sad wail.

He couldn't resist at all, the power of the Heavenly Dao had completely suppressed him, and now he was an ant in front of the Heavenly Dao, and he was willing to fall and destroy the Dao.

"Lord of the Nine Prisons, die in peace!" the old man's spear pointed at Su Fan's eyebrows.

Su Fan's consciousness had already begun to trance, everything around him seemed so blurry, and his life was already coming to an end.

When he died, he still forgot that the dead people and the blood that were all over the earth were shed by his most important people.

Heaven is ruthless, people are affectionate, if he is as ruthless as heaven, will the ending be different.

Su Fan slowly closed his eyes, the beauty reappeared in his mind, the corners of his mouth unconsciously leaked a smile, and an ethereal voice called out to him.

The spear attracted an ocean-like power between heaven and earth and stabbed at Su Fan, this power could make the gods die and the demons destroyed.

But... Suddenly, the sky tore open a gap, and there was a colorful light emitting from it, and tyrannical lightning slashed down, striking the spear.

The old man staggered back a few steps, and he looked up in shock, what kind of force could he repel himself.

However, he didn't care, but continued to kill Su Fan, the tip of the gun pierced into the center of his eyebrows, Su Fan's entire face was shattered like a mirror, and streams of demonic energy flowed out from the seven orifices.

His body was crumbling, and everything around him slowly calmed down, the river of blood dried up, the demonic energy dispersed, the soul ghost book burned itself, and the beginningless sword broke...

Seeing that the sword of the beginningless was broken, the old man's expression was slightly joyful, this sword was born with Su Fan, the person is in the sword, the person is dead, the sword is broken, and now the sword is broken, and the person will die.

The old man waved his robe and turned away, his body slowly turned into golden sand, dissipated in the air, the golden sand fell to the dry bones and grew flesh, the sapling turned into a towering tree, the crack in the earth closed, the blood color of the sky faded, and everything began to grow.

A thousand years later, the world has ushered in an unprecedented prosperity, and the world is safe.

In an inconspicuous courtyard in the mountains, a ball of black gas grows larger day by day, until one day it turns into a person....

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