The breeze blew through Tianjian Mountain, the peaks were cut off, the rocks were smooth without any grooves, and the buildings in the mountain were shattered, leaving only a few foundations to prove that there were once buildings here.

Twenty-three days and nights ago, a protracted battle broke out here.

More than a dozen sects that have been inherited for 10,000 years poured out to besiege Tianjian Mountain, laying out a large array with the foundation of 10,000 years, each holding the treasure of their own sect, and gathering tens of thousands of monks, just to get rid of the biggest scourge in the world. After fighting for 23 days and moons in a row, he finally succeeded in killing the demon path in Tianjian Mountain.

This was originally a rhetoric prepared by various sects, but now Li Changsheng is still standing, but they have staggered and don't know how many people have died.

Most of the various sects and factions were killed and wounded, and the ordinary disciples withdrew from the battlefield as early as the first day of the battle. Then the monks above the Jindan stage fought with them with the magic circle, but they were still beheaded by the sword after a few moves, and the consumption of the Jindan monks averaged one every three minutes. This is still a situation where there are five or six yuan infants who can contain it, if it were not for their shackles, a sword might have all the people on the spot.

The Heaven and Earth Harmony Great Array was worthy of being one of the best formations in the world, and it played a huge role, but it did not achieve the effect they expected. Originally, I thought that with this big array, I could slowly grind Li Changsheng to death, but now they were slowly grinded to death.

Day 24, day.

There were only three people left in the Heaven and Earth Harmony Qi Great Array, and three half-step gods.

Cangsong Daoren, Puzhang Venerable, and Xihua Immortal Gu gasped for breath, both physically and spiritually had reached their limits. Cangsong Daoren was cut off his right arm, Venerable Puzhang was blind, and both legs of the Xihua Fairy Gu were broken with flower legs.

And the red-clothed Taoist in front of him didn't take a breath of air. His plain face was full of indifference, and his long black hair was dyed half red.

He was also tired.

The three of them confirmed this matter a year ago, but they didn't expect the other party to be so strong.

Strong, with his own strength, he broke the inheritance of these 10,000-year-old sects.

Fierce, cut off the seven emotions and six desires swordsmanship, the move is deadly, even if it is to slaughter tens of thousands of people, it has never been shaken by half a point.

Talent, a genius in the sky, has the demeanor of a sword fairy.

Cangsong Daoren exclaimed: "Daoist friends are really heavenly posture, and in time, they will not be weaker than sword immortals." ”

There is fear, but more than that, there is amazement. He has lived for more than a thousand years, many things have long been seen, and he is not afraid of death, on the contrary, he is happy to die at the hands of such a strong man.

In response to him, there was a brilliant sword light, the sword qi broke into the air, and the clanging sword intent made the void tremble. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed out, and the palms of Cangsong Dao people were blue, and a glimmer of light falling to the ground could make a sapling stumble for several meters.

With a clang, the two collided together and made a crisp sound, and the accompanying wind blew the robes to hunt.

Cangsong Daoren watched his only five fingers break off two more, and he didn't wail, let alone get angry.

He continued: "Fellow Daoists, the poor road is not about begging for mercy. The three of us are approaching the limit, and there is no possibility of a breakthrough. This half-step transformation is the best proof, half a step and half a step, half a step back.

A hundred years ago, the three of us gathered on the top of the mountain, sat down and discussed, and finally came up with a breakthrough. ”

Li Changsheng didn't respond to him, but he didn't continue to attack, obviously a little interested. He broke through the refining of the gods and turned into emptiness is to cut off the Taishang and miss the love, and finally the mortal realizes his heart.

He has a slight interest in other people's breakthrough methods, and is willing to give them a few more minutes. Without the blessing of the formation, they would not have gone through three moves under their own hands.

This may be the calmness of the strong, just like the Taoist aunt who waited for him and Xi'er in the courtyard for a year.

He didn't hate the feeling.

"I once obtained a method from an unknown number of years ago in a secret realm that was on the verge of collapse, called Intercepting Heavenly Fortune. At that time, I knew that the original luck could be borrowed, and only by borrowing the luck of the world would we have a glimmer of life to ascend to the gods. ”

"Such a troubled world is caused by the three of us." Cangsong Daoren sighed deeply, not repentance or guilt, but felt that it was not worth it.

"As the saying goes, being old and not dying is a thief, and it is the three of us. I don't know if in the future, when your deadline is approaching, will you be like me? ”

Li Changsheng's expression was indifferent, and he didn't ask about the so-called Heaven Interception Fortune Method, but the clanging sword intent once again enveloped the three of them. In an instant, the battle broke out again, and the Dao Laws in the sky smashed into the air, and the Heavenly Sword's simple and unpretentious blade did not have any embellishments of brilliance, but the cold light flashed and broke through all the Dao Methods.

Flames, thunder, Buddha, light, flowers, and all tangible things are divided into two.

Li Changsheng's first target was the most seriously injured Cangsong Daoren, and the other party obviously understood his intentions. A jade bracelet appeared on the hand between the hand, the bracelet was full of brilliance, and the Taoism was natural, which was a treasure. A faint fluorescence shrouded the Cangsong Daoist, and then the heavenly sword came out of his hand and pierced into the fluorescence with a clatter.

A crack appeared in the natural bracelet, and the Heavenly Sword was less than half an inch away from the center of Cangsong Daoren's eyebrows.

Venerable Puzhang saw that the Heavenly Sword was out of his hand, as if he saw an opportunity to step out, and the golden lotus under his feet moved the void, raising the demon pestle and smashing towards Li Changsheng's head.

Sword cultivation has unparalleled offensive power, but it also relies heavily on the sword. The power of the sword can be done without a sword in the hand, and there is a sword in the heart, and it is natural for the sword master to exist like this, but the heavenly sword is not an ordinary sword. There are two different things between a sword cultivator who has a heavenly sword and a sword monk who does not have a heavenly sword.

Thundered!

The deafening thunder suddenly exploded, and Venerable Puzhang only felt a buzzing in his ears, followed by a cold that was enough to suffocate him. The red-clothed Taoist in front of him looked sideways slightly, and thunder flashed in his dark and deep eyes.

He moved, and the world slowed down in an instant.

Venerable Puzhang saw the other party raise his right hand, and thousands of thunderbolts flashed on his fingertips. Ping Bo slowly stretched out his eyebrows, and with every inch of progress, his heart beat faster.

Knock knock!

In a world where everything is sluggish, only his heart keeps up with the speed of the other person's fingers.

Where the thunder goes, all thoughts are extinguished.

Li Changsheng broke his arm with one blow, broke his foot with two blows, and pierced the dantian with three blows, and breathed again Venerable Puzhang only half of his torso fell weakly. And all this is just a breath of time, and the other two have no time to rescue.

"Amitabha, thank you for the demon exorcism."

Venerable Puzhang only left a fluttering word, and his spirit dissipated.

He turned his head to look at the Xihua Fairy Gu who was less than a thousand steps away from him, and the moment the two looked at each other, thousands of thunderbolts flashed. The speed of almost moving the method, the extremely terrifying exercises, and the thousands of bombardments in an instant, everything made the already exhausted Xihua Fairy Gu.

Li Changsheng reached out and pinched the head of the Xihua Fairy Gu, her face was so small that she could hold it with one palm.

The flowery and moon-like face instantly became a little pale, and said with a smile: "Li Daoyou, obsession is like a mountain fire, people want to extinguish but the wind does not stop, look around." ”

Whew!

The thunder engulfed the flower-like man, leaving only a wisp of fly ash floating in the air.

Li Changsheng gently let go and scattered her ashes to the heavens and the earth.

The last person, Cangsong Daoren, was in a stalemate with the Heavenly Sword, and he was not too touched to see the other two companions die.

"Li Daoyou, thinking about 600 years ago, I saw that you and the Sword Immortal were just juniors. Now he is a poor person to look up to, the world is like chess, and the chessboard has not changed. ”

Li Changsheng didn't speak, he stepped up to him, holding the Heavenly Sword and pushing forward. The cold blade pierced his chest without hindrance, revealing the tip of the sword behind his back.

Draw your sword, and blood flies.

Cangsong Daoren laughed miserably: "The poor road should have today, ask for the Tao, beg and beg is not like a person." Daoyou. People are dying and their words are good, you are the same as us... It's the same, it's a person who is trapped by obsession. ”

"What's my obsession?" Li Changsheng asked.

"It's nothing more than a word of love."

The last ray of brilliance in Cangsong Daoren's eyes disappeared, and his body fell to the ground, growing into a 10-meter-tall green tree in just a few breaths.

Li Changsheng stood in mid-air for a long time, looking at the Heavenly Sword Mountain that had been beaten and shattered around him, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. A strong sense of exhaustion welled up in his heart, and his eyes fell as soon as he closed them.

Mana can kill for two more days, but he wants to sleep now.

He Kun rose into the air to catch Li Changsheng, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was just asleep. Carrying the person on his shoulder, he flew towards the back mountain, and there was a small courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Push the door into the small courtyard, which is decorated like a woman's boudoir. He Kun used a cleansing spell to remove all the blood stains on Li Changsheng's body, and then threw him on the bed, turned his head and walked out of the small courtyard.

Walking on the mountain trails, the air is mixed with the slightest smell of blood.

When the troubled times are over, what should we do in the future?

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Three days later.

The desolate mountains were full of potholes, and crows hovered in the air and landed on top of a rotting corpse. Poked the once high fairy eyeballs and sucked the juice inside, and there was a glimmer of spiritual light in the godless pupils.

There were corpses everywhere as far as the eye could see, and the monk's blood and the broken sword were intertwined and fused, giving birth to an even greater evil aura. The Sword Sect cultivator practiced the Absolute Sword, this sword was even more extreme than the Demon Dao, and his sword would retain some of its evil aura after death. If left unchecked, evil will inevitably arise.

It's a pity that this is Heavenly Sword Mountain, and the Taishang Wuji Sword Intent is born to restrain evil.

However, a scourge is a scourge after all, and if it is not dealt with, one day an evil will run out and cause trouble to the world. The Sword Sect also pays attention to the aftermath of demon suppression, and if conditions permit, it will not leave any hidden dangers.

He Kuntijian walked on the path in the mountains, and the visible evil qi in a pit a hundred steps away formed a whirlpool with a diameter of 10 meters, and a corpse was lying in it and was nourished by endless evil qi.

Evil qi is one of the main reasons for the birth of evil spirits, and there are many kinds of evil qi in various sects. The sword is only divided into two kinds of killing, and death, and the evil qi left by the disciples of the Sword Sect is harmless in itself, but now it is pulled by the newly born evil qi and begins to change in a bad direction.

"Life is like an ant, and after death, you want to cause trouble."

He raised his hand and swung his sword qi to tear the earth, and the vortex was instantly split in two, and all the corpses in it turned into ashes.

He Kun continued to move forward, discovering new evils almost every few hundred steps. Among them are corpses, and the paintings are also transformed by evil qi, and there are even phantoms produced by the combination of sword intent and evil qi left by the disciples of the Sword Sect. In this regard, he naturally will not be soft-hearted and will kill him at the same time.

Mountain Road, Zongmen Square, Alchemy Room, Sword Pavilion and other places that he often traveled to when he was young, he set foot again after many years. I don't know when He Kun stopped coming to these places, and he couldn't see them.

They are covered with dust because of the precipitation of time, because everything grows green shade, birds and beasts flourish.

Maybe it's because of the touching scene, and everywhere he goes, he will think of some things, mostly when he was a teenager.

"It's a place to peek at my sister, and I even thought of the child's name. It's a pity that the years don't leave people, if I had been a little braver, maybe I would have been able to get acquainted with my senior sister. ”

"The second Wang in the alchemy room is the most picky, and the pill often cuts corners."

"The Sword Pavilion that my sister often goes to, so she can learn tens of thousands of swordsmanship, and everyone else just picks a few and practices hard. Hey, it's a pity that he was kidnapped away by Li Changsheng later, and he never went to the Sword Pavilion again. ”

"There are often people in the square who sell some mundane toys and clothes, and most of my sister's clothes and toys were obtained from here when she was a child."

"This mountain path used to be full of small sword intents, which were used to select mortals and cultivators who came to study."

"Ahem, ahem."

He Kun suddenly coughed violently, and when he regained his breath, there was a puddle of sticky blood with wisps of evil in his palm.

Blood slipped from his palms, dripping on the ground and corroding the rocks, making a creaking sound. A smell of burnt cowhide came to the nostrils, and mortals were afraid that they would be killed on the spot when they heard it.

Blood?

He was in a trance, remembering that he seemed to be also practicing the method of the Absolute Sword, and with the Absolute Sword, he became the top Yuan Infant, so that he could drive the Heavenly Sword.

It's been 70 years now.

"Hahaha," He Kun let out a self-deprecating laugh, "The disciple has been cultivating the sword for thirty years and has been broken, and I just forgot about it after living a few more years." I thought that the Tao was profound, and I didn't think that I would come in the end. ”

He wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and as he walked, he estimated how long he would live.

"You have two more years to live."

A calm voice came from behind him, and He Kun turned his head to see that the Taoist in a white robe was only ten steps away from him.

The red color that was originally contaminated with blood had been cleared by him with a spell, but the cyan robe could not be returned.

He Kun smiled: "You look good in white, it's better than being as red as a monkey's butt." ”

"You have two years left to live."

Li Changsheng didn't answer his words and said the bloody reality. Such a straightforward temperament reminded He Kun of his junior sister, who is also like this.

"Elder He, how can I save you?"

His tone lived up to its usual calmness, low with a hint of inquiry.

"People die eventually." He Kun shook his head slightly, looking at the rows of tombstones on the opposite hillside.

"The absolute sword is your own life, and it is the life of the people of the world. Now it's just my turn, and there's nothing to resist or fear. ”

"Can save ......"

"I'm going to smash it." He Kun sighed and shook his head, "It's just a pity that I will never see the second prosperous era again, I can't drink with my belly open, and I can't eat a bowl of wontons that my junior sister has in mind." ”

"In the future, when you are alive alone, make more friends, or accept a few apprentices."

At this moment, a hand reached out, and Li Changsheng grabbed him by the collar, almost dragging him to the ground.

"What are you doing......

He Kun's doubts stopped before he could show it, and he saw that the obsession in Li Changsheng's eyes was deeply imprinted in his pupils.

Gone mad?!

"It can be saved, and it can be saved."

Mortals are powerless, incompetent in entering the Dao, and after refining gods and turning into voids, Li Changsheng thinks that he should be able to do some things.

(End of chapter)