Since ancient times, evil has not prevailed over good, but overcoming evil and moving towards the light is a process of peeling off the skin and eroding the bones. Many people fall in this process, not because the evil is too cunning, but because the heart is not strong enough.

Only a strong heart can support the sublime of light.

Shangguan Duyao let out a whine. The blood-colored mudra quickly dissipated from the air, and the heavens and the earth returned, shining brightly.

Yu Tianqing stood with a sword, his clothes flying. When the long hair fluttered down on her smooth face, her jade-like skin radiated a holy glow.

Shangguan Duyao looked at his hands and let out an unbelievable frenzy, "How is it possible...... How could it be ......"

A person who has been proud for too long forgets the taste of failure.

A person who has been delicate for too long forgets the gesture of humility.

Shangguan Duyao was furious, and the blood-colored big mudra wanted to reunite the wind and clouds, but found that a little green light in the center of his palm was eroding his evil qi.

He looked at Yu Tianqing in disbelief, with a look of surprise and a hint of trepidation, "Innocent Holy Qi!" How could it be ......"

A brief moment of panic was replaced by an even more resentful rage.

"Nope! I don't believe it! ”

Shangguan Duyao shouted.

Suddenly, the sky was steep, and the black haze fell instantly.

Shangguan Duyao desperately urged Zhenyuan, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and suddenly, between heaven and earth, the blood-light handprint came again.

With blood as a sacrifice, using the soul as a shackle, forcibly absorbing the spiritual source of heaven and earth, the light of the blood-colored big handprint exploded, only to hear Shangguan Duyao shout, "Eight desolations are unscrupulous!" ”

The demons bowed their heads, and the elves fled.

The whole mudra was a black color, and the dark red blood on the edge spread endlessly.

The ultimate power impacted the heavens and the earth, and the sun and moon were dark in an instant, and the universe moved.

The pressure that had never been felt before was poured on Yu Tianqing's body, and every inch of skin, every meridian, and every bone was extremely bearable.

Yu Tianqing closed her eyes and felt silently.

The blue light of the sentient sword was blazing, lingering around her, and in the face of the darkness that seemed to be surging with evil, it burned quietly.

This is the burning of sword intent, and it is the fusion of Yu Tianqing and the sentient sword heart. It represents the will of Yu Tianqing itself.

If you are outside the field, you can clearly find that time seems to stop next to Yu Tianqing, and the blood-colored darkness cannot break through the blue light of the sentient sword, let alone erode the solidity of Yu Tianqing's Dao heart.

The blood-colored handprint, which could not be approached, seemed to have become stagnant at this moment, which Shangguan Duyao couldn't bear. He shouted angrily again and again, and then urged Zhenyuan. The blood-colored mudra was dark and dark, destroying all directions and destroying the eight desolations.

The power to destroy the world is no longer possessed by the world.

The powerful power accumulated around Yu Tianqing, making Yu Tianqing's mental strength more cohesive, and his perception became more profound.

How could the nothingness burst out with such great power? If this power is not in the world, then why is it in the world?

So, where does the power come from?

Beware of the mind entering the void, the perception of the mind can not only touch the place where the vision goes, but also merge with the outside of the vision. Up and down in all directions, six are boundless. The heart has no boundaries. Even, as Yu Tianqing's consciousness deepened, everything was shrinking, and everything was small, a drop in the ocean.

Until finally, it merges into the wider void and sees nothing.

A serene power suddenly rose from Yu Tianqing's chest. This power is vast, broad, and simple and ancient, and when this power fills itself, Yu Tianqing can't help but release it.

The strong sense of catharsis condensed this power into one point, Yu Tianqing shouted loudly, and the power of tranquility flourished. Suddenly, the blue light of the affectionate sword rose and shone all over the world.

The righteousness of the four seas and eight wildernesses is magnificent, and the pure light of the ten places and nine days lasts forever.

The blood-colored mudra looked ethereal and humble in front of this upright force, and it was scattered in an instant, and the dark power was not worth mentioning.

Shangguan Duyao snorted, his body flew out upside down, and hit the mountain wall dozens of meters away, the mountain wall suddenly collapsed, his heart and lungs were seriously injured, he couldn't move, and the rubble almost wanted to bury him. He stiffened, as if he were a corpse.

Yu Tianqing floated over with a sword, and the sword light was cold, approaching Shangguan Duyao's heart.

Suddenly, a strange wind flashed, and Yu Tianqing's body froze, only to see that the ghost claw shining with purple demon light suddenly hit the tip of the sentient sword, causing the sentient sword to deviate to the side, sweeping countless gravels.

In front of Shangguan Duyao, a woman suddenly appeared. Her long hair was as long as snow, fluttering endlessly.

"Night Snow?!" Yu Tianqing was surprised, and then she suddenly said, "It turns out that the woman hiding behind the enchantment is you!"

Ye Feixue's eyes were full of hatred, and she was angry and resentful, "Yu Tianqing, why do you appear in everything?" ”

Yu Tianqing smiled faintly, "Is it because of my actions that make you angry?" With where you stand, I can take it as a compliment to me. ”

"You ......" Ye Feixue was difficult to distinguish, but he was unwilling to say, "You don't have to be too arrogant, do you really think that you are invincible in the world?" ”

Yu Tianqing said strangely, "Why do you always seem to be saying that mine is not?" Is this a battle that I am going to provoke? Yu Tianqing asked again, "Could it be that I captured these innocent cultivators?" Could it be that I forged your so-called Ice Hell? ”

Night Flying Snow was speechless.

Yu Tianqing stepped forward, "What is the reason why you have created so many sins, but you blame others for the evil consequences?" ”

“……”

Yu Tianqing said again, "Ye Feixue, have you forgotten that you are a descendant of the Protoss, the blood of the flowing gods?" But you are willing to fall and walk with demons, don't you think you are ridiculous? ”

Ye Feixue's face turned pale, and her body trembled like paper. She activated her lips and teeth, hesitated for a while, and then shouted tremblingly, "Yu Tianqing, who do you think you are?" Are you my parent, or my teacher? What qualifications do you have to preach to me? ”

The stubborn demeanor and trembling voice are just stubborn and reckless with insufficient confidence.

Yu Tianqing sighed slightly, "Yes, I really don't have the qualifications." ”

The unexpected answer made Ye Feixue stunned for a moment.

Yu Tianqing said, "I am not who you are, and I have no right to control others, so it is your choice to degenerate or sublimate, you should have the right to choose, but ......" she said in a deep voice, "All choices will have consequences, and the consequences are also the reality that you must bear." ”

Ye Feixue bit her lip and reluctantly said, "Don't bother with you." ”

Yu Tianqing smiled faintly, "That's very good." ”

As soon as the words fell, the light of the sentient sword reappeared.

Ye Feixue suddenly shouted, "What are you going to do?" ”

Yu Tianqing's voice was ordinary, and he said word by word, "Kill demons!" ”

(End of chapter)