Don't ask the heavens.

This is the sword skill he has just realized under the moon, the seemingly docile sword qi emitted by the Qingluo Sword gradually transformed into a white sword shadow, thousands of warm and jade sword shadows formed a complex and beautiful sword array in an instant, with supreme power, but pure without a trace of anger, all the phantoms floated quietly, spinning, and firmly surrounded the chaotic body, once the chaotic body touched the sword array, it would let out a painful roar, and He Anshuo, who was suspended in the center of the sword array, squinted his eyes slightly, condescending, as if he had the assets of a fairy, "Chaos, the right path belongs to the victor, do you agree with this?"

"Hahaha, righteous path? Do you think you defeated me? I have lived in chaos for five thousand years, and you are invincible with only one percent of my strength!" In fact, Chaos was indeed stunned for a moment just now, the young man in front of him was really different from the strength he had just shown, but he didn't have time to be surprised, because of the extreme pain, his expression still looked very hideous, "I also know what you are going to do, you will die, Dao Cang, you will die! You will all die! And I, I will live forever! Hahahahaha!"

He Anshuo closed his eyes helplessly and shook his head, the Chaos Dao has been practiced for thousands of years, even if it is just a success, it is indeed difficult to kill on his own, but the roar of Chaos Anger also made He Anshuo understand why it was suddenly so painful, there is only one answer, Luo Xinzhi, she woke up!

If that's the case, it doesn't seem like there's too much to worry about, he just needs to deal with the chaos in front of him, "Then, it's time to let this be over." Chaos, return everything that doesn't belong to you, and I will give you back double the pain you have given to others!" He Anshuo's consciousness was gradually blurring, but his voice was getting higher and higher, it was not like anger, but more like a majestic judgment. However, maintaining such a complex sword formation was too physically exhausting, and with excessive blood loss, he couldn't last long.

No matter how frantically the chaos struggled, those sword shadows that seemed gentle but without any emotion still nailed it firmly to the ground, and under the cold and bright moon, a pure white and flawless, jade warm huge phantom sword was slowly turning, and when the sudden sword rain settled, the sword peak turned sharply down, and directly inserted into the chaotic painful and twisted body.

In an instant, Chaos' massive body turned into a puff of black smoke as his angry roar gradually dissipated, and those white sword shadows also disappeared.

Did it work?

After seeing the dissipation of chaos, He Anshuo's tired and scarred body finally couldn't support it anymore, his knees were weak, and he staggered to his knees in a messy land, relying on the support of the Qingluo Sword to not completely fall, and the already dense wounds on his body had already collapsed again at this moment, and blood began to flow out of the wound again, and the sudden severe pain made He Anshuo's face suddenly turn pale, and his lips began to turn white and chapped due to excessive blood loss all over his body. Cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead and drip down the grass like a stream of water.

Am I going to die? He Anshuo looked at the dim Qingluo Sword and asked himself.

Ling Ji couldn't take care of her body that was about to dissipate at this moment, and hurriedly stumbled to He Anshuo's side, just now most of the little demons in the psychic orb had already drifted away to find their own bodies, and the few left, including her, their physical bodies may never be able to recover, and since Chaos has been defeated, and the little demons can continue to live and cultivate freely in this forest, then whether they can get a new life seems to be less important.

Facing the imminent death that she could not even reincarnate, she felt unusually relaxed, and after a thousand years, she was really tired...... Death may really be a relief for her......

And now, with the dissipation of chaos and the dissipation of some of her spiritual power, she must immediately cast a spell to heal the True Emperor!

He Anshuo could feel that consciousness was gradually withdrawing from his body, but a familiar purple-clothed figure appeared among the trees not far away.

Luo Xinzhi? He Anshuo forcibly suppressed his heavy sleepiness and struggled to stand up, he really had to rely on her help just now, and he really had to thank her well for Lingji......

Is the real concubine awake? But why is the breath so strange...... As soon as Ling Ji Anshuo bandaged his wound and was about to use the Flower Demon Technique to treat it, he suddenly sensed an extremely powerful aura.

However, what happened next was beyond the expectations of the two!

The purple shadow seemed to be coming slowly, but in the next moment, with unhurried steps, came to the front of Lingji, and took seven steps, and it was really Luo Xinzhi!

"The little demon doesn't dare. Lingji bowed and retreated, but there was also some grievance and stubbornness in her tone, if she couldn't do anything for the True Emperor before leaving, she was still a little unwilling, "The little demon hopes to cure the True Emperor ...... first."

"I'll take care of it. Luo Xinzhi didn't seem to want to say much.

Lingji's eyes faded for a moment, "Yes, Lingji......" After saying that, she raised her hand to get out of her body, but she seemed to feel a force in her body that was preventing her from doing so, was it the consciousness of that girl?

"Slow down!" He Anshuo stared at his scarlet eyes, raised his head with difficulty and stared at Luo Xinzhi with an expressionless face, and almost roared heartbreakingly, "Luo Xinzhi, you are enough!"

How could he not understand that once Lingji pulled out of her soul at this moment, it would really be a catastrophe. And for Luo Xinzhi, is a life so cheap!

No! What he decided to protect, he wouldn't let her die like this! Bastard True Emperor did something wrong, he couldn't do it again! A life is not light enough to be trampled on twice!

Ling Ji and Luo Xinzhi were almost taken aback by this young man who suddenly roared, this young man who had never lost such a temper even when he fought with Chaos just now, but at this moment, he suddenly stood up crookedly like crazy and risked his wound to collapse again and die, and yelled angrily at Luo Xinzhi, who had experienced all the dangers and tried his best to protect himself.

The scene was embarrassed and silent for a long time, but He Anshuo suddenly laughed wildly, and his tone was low, as if he was muttering to himself as if he was laughing at himself.

"You said that the heavens are chaotic, and the heavens are ......"

"You said you only do what you feel is right......"

"You told me to put down the sword in my hand and raise the sword in my heart......"

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!

This burst of low laughter was followed by He Anshuo's roar again while coughing up blood:

"Then you tell me, what did Lingji do wrong!

"Luo Xinzhi, I misjudged you, I have always misjudged you!"

"Your kendo, your obsession, and your beliefs were all wrong from the beginning......!

"Ahem, ahem. Before He Anshuo could finish speaking, he spit out another mouthful of blood. There was a blur in front of me, thinking about my ridiculous life, this time it was really going to end......

"Lord True Emperor...... Ling Ji pulled her sleeves tightly, looking at the young man with a bit of a blankeze, why did he do this, protecting her again and again! Why......?

She passed straight in front of Luo Xinzhi, and her hands quickly continued to seal, this woman is definitely not a real concubine, she is simply going to kill the true emperor.

And what did she say to save the True Emperor......

"It's wrong, it's wrong, but it's not your turn to teach me a lesson......" Luo Xinzhi looked at the angry young man in front of her and exhaled a long breath.

And as soon as she said this, He Anshuo's distorted face almost twisted his eyebrows suddenly raised, revealing a relieved look, and at the moment when he was about to fall, the Qingluo Sword actually came out of his hand and shot towards Luo Xinzhi quickly and accurately!

"Die, impostor!"