A fierce fighting spirit rose in the whiteboard's heart, like a fire burning the sky, completely igniting his body.

In the sea of first knowledge, Hu Mei'er was walking on the sword body of the Heavenly Punishment Sword projection, and suddenly the big sword projection shattered into sea water, and she fell directly into the sea water.

The endless sea covered the black and white seabed, and in the blink of an eye, the first sea of knowledge was filled up, and the scene of choppy waves was restored.

Hu Meier tried her best, and finally swam back to the central island, shook off the sea water on her body, and sang loudly:

"O sea, you are all water!

Fox, you have nine tails......"

The consciousness of the white board being overwhelmed by the sword intent suddenly woke up, and he only felt that there was anger, murderous intent, and anger in his heart, which pressed him out of breath.

The whiteboard raised his hand as a sword, waved it vigorously towards the sky, and let out a loud shout.

"Kill!"

The sea-blue sky was instantly split into a black void crack by the sword intent that swung out of his body.

The fat dragon watching from a distance was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall to the ground, and he grabbed the same sluggish auspicious luck and roared loudly:

"Quick! Hurry up and find a place to hide, I'll die if you're late! ”

Ji Yun stammered:

"Your Majesty, we are our own people......"

The fat dragon directly gave him a slap in the face, and roared angrily:

"Wake up!

Your majesty of bullshit, your own people of bullshit!

He's going to use a big move to destroy the world, no matter who he is, he will all die!

Hurry up, find a place to hide, or you'll be chopped to the point that there won't be a single hair left! ”

Ji Yun was horrified, he was the most afraid of death, otherwise he would not have surrendered to the tabula rasa.

"Quick, run into the mountain, there's a hole in the ground where you can hide underground."

The fat dragon immediately grabbed the auspicious luck, manifested the body of a true dragon, and walked towards the mountain at high speed.

There is indeed a big cave in the mountain, straight down, I don't know how deep.

The fat dragon flew in without hesitation, using the accelerated dive he had just learned, roaring like a lost dog.

This cave is at least two hundred meters deep, with a wide bottom, and it turned out to be an underground space.

As soon as the two of them reached the bottom of the crypt, they heard an earth-shattering loud noise.

"Boom!"

The ground shook and the mountains shook, countless earth and rocks fell from the top of the cave, and the cave collapsed in many places, almost burying the two of them underground.

After a while, countless thunderclaps rolled in, shaking the two of them into grinning and agony.

The fat dragon roared loudly:

"Good luck, you have to think of a way, can you hide deeper, I'm afraid of being killed by thunder!"

Ji Yun shouted with a bitter face:

"Uncle Long, I'm more afraid of death than you!

But it's already the deepest, and we're going around, maybe deeper.

This is the mine, and I haven't been there a few times.

By the way, run inside, maybe there is a dark hole. ”

The fat dragon was overjoyed and scolded angrily.

"When you die, you don't think about it, you just want to be struck by lightning!"

The fat dragon rolled up the good luck and drilled into the depths of the cave.

Above the ground, the clear sky has turned into dark clouds, and the thick black clouds have completely covered the spatial cracks split by the whiteboard with a sword, slowly repairing the damage to this space.

The body of the whiteboard has been cut into pieces by the surging sword intent scurrying around, and it is full of sword holes.

If he continued, the tabula suspected that he would be cut into powder by this sword intent.

It must be released, otherwise it will become a legend that died under his sword intent, a legend that is embarrassing!

But in addition to being able to show its own edge and majesty, this sword intent is constantly accumulating strength, leading but not triggering, what is going on?

The thunderclouds above his head are also like this, accumulating strength, but not triggering, it seems to be singing and harmonizing with the sword intent in his body, or you will sing and I will appear on the stage, and do it!

The heart of the tabula rasa is bleeding, the pain of the sword piercing, the pain of a thousand cuts, the pain of the heart like a knife, at this moment, it is fully displayed on the body of the tabula, and it is vividly displayed.

The whiteboard suddenly had this realization.

As long as the thunder in the sky is stimulated, if it is chopped down, the sword intent in his body will explode, so that the heavenly thunder can taste the taste of sword intent!

I was just filled with righteous indignation, and my sense of justice was bursting, so I casually slashed a sword and released the anger in my heart, that's all!

The sky is broken, it means that you are too unfruitful this day, what does it have to do with me?

Why do you want to split me, do you really have no temper?

The more the tabula rasa thought about it, the more angry he became, and he pointed to the sky again and scolded:

"You bully the soft and fear the hard, you do a lot of evil, you don't go to split, but you come to demonstrate above my head!

If you have the ability, you will hack me, what is the reason for pretending? ”

"Boom, boom!"

The thunderclouds sounded several times in a row, but they didn't fall thunder and hit the whiteboard.

The whiteboard scolded a few more words in a row, but Lei Yun responded a few times pretending not to split the whiteboard.

The tabula rasa was helpless, he just wanted to lure the thunder to slash down, in order to induce the sword intent in his body, who knew that the thunder cloud was not fooled at all, making him at a loss.

After a while, the sword intent in the tabula rasa's body became even more noisy, his body was on the verge of collapse, and the corners of his mouth, eyes, and ears began to bleed out.

The whiteboard is utterly desperate.

It seems that this time there is no escape, not on the way to chase and kill criminals, nor in the battle against fate, but under his own unyielding sword intent!

What a grievance!

The whiteboard withdrew his gaze from the thundercloud, closed his eyes and waited for death.

There is a lot of helplessness in this world, and there are also a lot of apprehensions, I can come this far, and I am content!

A technique suddenly appeared in the mind of the whiteboard, which was directly reflected in the two Zhihai, and lines of golden characters appeared in the sky in the Zhihai.

Hu Mei'er was also desperate, but when she saw this vision, she couldn't help but read aloud:

"The way of the body, thousands of tempers are not enough to perfect the body, broken bones are not enough to generate the body soul, and endless suffering is not enough to condense the body and heart......"

In the sea of second consciousness, Hebo and other demon spirits saw this vision at the same time, and knew that the tabula rasa had encountered an unprecedented crisis.

Under the leadership of Hebo, all the demon spirits opened their mouths at the same time to chant the golden words that appeared in the sky:

"The way of the sword, one sword breaking the sky is not enough to show the sharpness of the sword, a hundred swords and broken stars are not enough to show the toughness of the sword, and ten thousand swords destroying the world is not enough to show the heaviness of the sword.

The sword heart, the sword gall, the sword body, the sword spirit, the sword soul, the five swords in one, are the ...... of the sword intent"

The whiteboard forgot the sorrow of imminent death, listened carefully and attentively, and realized something.

This is the "Primordial Demon Sutra".

The "Demon Body Chapter" and "Demon Sword Chapter" in the Primordial Demon Sutra.

Time passed minute by minute, and with the blessing of Hu Mei'er and many demon spirits, the tabula rasa quickly comprehended the content of the two demon scriptures, and at the same time had an extremely profound comprehension.

Finally, Tabula's body was overwhelmed and shattered, turning into a mist of blood.

But the tabula rasa didn't die.

His spirit froze, and he stood there as if his flesh had not been broken.

The thunderclouds in the sky can't hold back anymore, and the body is gone, what are you dragging?

A bolt of lightning the size of a dark golden bucket emerged from the thunderclouds and slashed down at the whiteboard, which was already in a state of nothingness.

"Thunderbolt!"

There was an explosion, and the dark golden thunder light illuminated the whiteboard in the state of the divine soul, flickering constantly, and finally disappeared, and disappeared without knowing where to go.

Thundercloud was furious, and dark golden lightning slashed down towards the soul of the tabula rasa, as if he had to completely annihilate his soul before he was willing.

The tabula rasa's spirit remained motionless, allowing the dark golden thunder to roar in his soul, showing no sign of ruin.

This process lasted for a day and a night, and the thunderclouds gradually thinned, and the dark golden thunder became small and weak, and there was no longer the majesty of yesterday.

The right hand of the whiteboard in the state of the spirit slowly raised and waved lightly towards the thunderclouds, like a breeze blowing, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the deep night sky.

Starry, real and bright.

This is not a false night sky, but a real starry sky that breaks the barrier of space.

The whiteboard looked up and saw three large stars with extremely high brightness.

That's the Ancestral Demon Star, the Ancestral Immortal Star, and the Ancestral Demon Star.

There are countless small stars around Samsung, and the whiteboard finally sees that his hometown is among them.

These scenes lasted less than a minute, and an endless black fog appeared to obscure these real scenes.

The broken sky returned to normal.

The tabula rasa was extremely hesitant in his heart, and he still didn't have the qualifications to see the truth.

To put it bluntly, he is still a chess piece, a bigger chess piece.

As for the chess player, whether he is the master of the Red Name Village, or the creator of the game world, or even this heavenly way, the tabula rasa dare not imagine.

In short, I still need to struggle, continue to struggle upward!

The whiteboard's heart ignited a raging fighting spirit again, and he opened his mouth and shouted angrily:

"Sculpting!"

Dark golden thunder surged out from his divine soul, and the scattered thunder particles between heaven and earth appeared, gathering towards his divine soul void body, and finally gathered together, forming a new physical body.

The whiteboard laughed loudly, and the sound shook the sky.

"Hahaha!

If you don't break it, you can't stand it, I'm a thunder demon!

Sword coming! ”

Endless sword intent poured out from his divine soul, condensing into a simple sword in his right hand, which was the Heavenly Punishment Sword.

The white board raised the Heavenly Punishment Sword, pointed at the heavenly dome, and shouted loudly:

"Heaven and earth are unkind, with all living beings as dogs, I will break the sky!

Since the sky has been broken, I should continue to destroy the earth!

That's how I can show my majesty!

Thunder Demon kills the sword, and tries the sword to destroy the earth!

Kill! ”

As soon as the killing word came out, the Heavenly Punishment Sword flew out of the right hand of the whiteboard and shot straight into the sky.

When the Heavenly Punishment Sword flew into the air, Huo Ran turned around, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the earth, and the thunder killing sword intent turned into endless thunder, rushing down around the whiteboard.

"Boom, boom!"

The thunderbolt covered the entire terrifying wasteland and turned it into a sea of thunder.

These thunderbolts are not ordinary thunders, but thunderbolts that contain the sword intent of heavenly punishment, and their destructive power is not known to be many times stronger than ordinary thunders.

After a few moments, after the thunder, the entire terrifying wasteland completely turned into a terrifying desert, and there was no longer the original scene.

The whiteboard stared blankly at the lake that had disappeared in front of him, and the anger in his heart finally dissipated.

Those who have sunk to the bottom of the lake should be able to sleep for a long time.

Although the first evil has not been eliminated, the whiteboard's heart has been relieved.

With a wave of the whiteboard, the two people who had been buried deep in the ground were swept out.

The fat dragon opened his mouth wide, took a few exaggerated breaths, and shouted:

"Little San, your movements are a little too big!

Next time you get angry, can you not take me, I'm really scared to death! ”