Since the world has evolved now, all of them are in charge of the Great Dao. It may be born or destroyed, or it may rise or fall. No matter where the Three Realms are, people strive to live wonderfully in the midst of the downfall. The hopes of hundreds of millions of people reach the universe and turn into brilliant stars twinkling in the Milky Way.

Since there is a strong desire to protect this world. It is to embrace all the bright and dark sides of the world. The Ancestor of Chaos hates this world, and she hates everything in this world for taking away the most important person she once had. Lu Yang originally loved her deeply, and only loved her alone. But now he has changed, and he has become towards the dark and twisted world of those who have a dark heart. Even though the whole world is her enemy, she still won't compromise.

She had dried her tears, opened her palms, and the Chaos Sword that shimmered with a dark light emerged. Yao Yao raised it and pointed to Lu Yang's heart. The more she loves deep into her bone marrow, the more she is trapped in it, and she can't extricate herself. She wants to kill Lu Yang at all costs, or in the ending, she dies under Lu Yang's sword. In the end, the world will return to its original chaos.

"I'm sorry, but Benzu has his own insistence. If you want to save the world, kill me first!"

"That's ......"

In Lu Yang's purple pupils, a deep guilt appeared. But he had no choice now. Raising the bronze ancient sword in his hand, he also pointed at the ancestor of chaos. A little starlight, faintly flickering at the edge of the sword. Ling Xu's swordsmanship starts, and the clouds and light meet for the first time.

Just as when the heavens and the earth were opened, the world ushered in a new century. That is also their separation!The Ancestor of Chaos was confused in his eyes, but he was still firm in his way of loving Lu Yang. The black wings behind her shook, and in an instant, she crossed the void, and the Chaos Demon Sword rose up when the storm rose and fiercely faced Lu Yang.

In the distant sky, the thunder roared, and the sound spread thousands of miles. The ancient sword is unsheathed, as if passing through the torrent of time for thousands of years. The second style of Ling Xu's swordsmanship, the white horse crosses. Towards the entanglement of fate in his life, he swung his sword without regret and slashed out-

Their lives have gone through countless vicissitudes of life. Everything in this world seemed like a cloud of smoke to them for a long time. The earth will crack, and the mountains will crumble. But only the feelings between them are not changed by time.

In an instant, it was incredibly fast. The Chaos Demon Sword, the bronze ancient sword, showed its edge in mid-air at the same time, and the starlight demonic energy shook each other. Lu Yang's sword fluttered, reaching thousands of miles. And the ancestor of chaos is wide open and closed, and the sword goes straight into the middle palace. Seeing that Yunguang couldn't slander the ancestor of chaos when he first met, his swordsmanship changed. The starlight wandered through the world, turning into thousands of butterflies, fluttering and besieging the Ancestor of Chaos. The third style of Ling Xu's swordsmanship, Xiaomeng is a butterfly!

Yes, there are many disturbances in this world, and the red dust is rolling, who can see clearly? Mixed desires, busy life. It's like a dream of a butterfly, flying obsessively in the world. I don't know if it's a dream or a reality. The chaos of the world has changed the way they look to each other. Lu Yang was bound to it, and he encountered several experiences in the mortal journey. The Ancestor of Chaos, on the other hand, wielded his sword and struggled to break free from the shadow of the sword that became more and more entangled.

The chaotic sword marks are like a floating dust net that cannot be freed. Lu Yang was entangled with the Ancestor of Chaos, but he suddenly had vivid feelings in his heart. The sword light was shining, and it slashed out towards the Ancestor of Chaos. The fourth style of the Ling Xuan swordsmanship, the autumn water is like smoke. The meaning of missing in this is all born by Qing Yao. This relationship between the two worlds originated from Yun Mengze, and finally left the hateful sky. Unforgettable, unforgettable.

The Chaos Ancestor Demon Claw spread wide and grabbed Lu Yang's bronze ancient sword. But I can feel the lovesickness that cuts in it. His daughter's name is Lu Nianyao. Although she has lost her soul and is not in reincarnation. Is he still thinking about her infatuately? This feeling touched the jealousy and hatred in the heart of the Chaos Ancestor. It made her scream, and she swung away the bronze ancient sword with one claw. The demonic qi above and below Zhou's body skyrocketed, wielding the Chaos Demon Sword, almost slashing across the sky with the power of breaking the blue sky!

In this sword, Lu Yang conveyed his heart to her. He can't live without Qing Yao, their encounter originated in Yunmengze in the Flood Wilderness Realm, and Qing Yao's first life was the psychic white fox Ah Qing. She is the white fox born from Zhong Tiandi's Lingxiu. The love for her originates from the love for the world. This is a relationship that Lu Yang can't give up.

At this time, he faced the fierce and mighty Ancestor of Chaos, his eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he held up the bronze ancient sword, and infinite starlight suddenly emerged from the sky like a huge wave. It was as if there was infinite mana blessed and helped in the bronze ancient sword. He let out a long howl, not vomiting or unhappy. A sword slashed out at the Ancestor of Chaos. The fifth style of Ling Xu's swordsmanship, a hundred rivers return to the sea!

The two heavenly sword qi were entangled and vibrating each other in mid-air, and there was no difference between victory and defeat. The Ancestor of Chaos was stunned to find that the starlight that fell from the heavenly dome was actually the prayer of hundreds of millions of beings in the Three Realms. Countless voices blessed Lu Yang's bronze ancient sword, causing her chaotic demonic qi to retreat in the collision.

Sure enough, he was fighting with the hope of life in the Three Realms! The power of that prayer was like the vast ocean that sheltered him. However, she is alone with this overwhelming chaotic demonic energy, fighting against the whole world in solitude.

She roared unwillingly, returning her sword to her back, her claws swinging out, and a light of destruction piercing the sky burst out. Along the way, countless vast waves of starlight were shattered, and they slammed straight towards Lu Yang. And Lu Yang had already foreseen that the starlight gathered and escaped into his body. In an instant, in the clouds, a majestic starlight sword wing vibrate.

Lu Yang was surrounded by hundreds of millions of stars, fluttering his wings and soaring straight to the sea. The sixth form of the Ling Xuan Sword Technique, Ten Thousand Miles Tengpeng!

The Ancestor of Chaos beckons the Black Wings and climbs the sword to the clouds. yes, he's already flying higher and higher...... Up to now, this dimension of life has not been able to restrain his broad wings. For many years, she had silently followed his situation in the realm of Hanxu. After being reincarnated, he grew up step by step. Struggle in the midst of desperation, leaving those ordeals far behind.

And myself, it has not changed for many years. She sometimes asks herself. Why can't she flutter her wings and fly out of this relationship, but she is trapped here. But whenever she wanted to forget Lu Yang, she was reluctant from the bottom of her heart.

After all, she is destined to destroy everything. In the midst of the wilderness, everyone thought she was a heinous demon. No one will walk into her heart. Lu Yang is what she has always desired. Only Lu Yang will have a heart to heart with her, and he can use a warm embrace to soothe her strong appearance, but soft and fragile heart.

The stars in mid-air shattered, turning into monstrous mana covering her body, the silver moon blocked, and the moon died...... But all of them were brandished by the Ancestor of Chaos, wielding a magic sword, and broke through head-on. The shackles and prohibitions that Ziya Immortal Jun had imposed on her, she gladly accepted them. At that time, she was holding the shackles of despair, dancing alone in the emptiness and loneliness.

She was greeted by a brilliant bronze ancient sword. Immortal slashing. This is a move full of decisiveness, even if the blade can't withstand this powerful and peerless power of slashing immortals, it will be burned with the opponent's jade. The Ancestor of Chaos flew up proudly, the Chaos Demon Sword unfurled, and he collided with Lu Yang in mid-air, his body swirling, and his feet stepped on the wind. The sword was full of cold shadows, coming towards Lu Yang's crazy chaos, Lu Yang crossed the sword, and collided with the ancestor of chaos a hundred times in an instant.

Wherever the sword heart goes, nothing is missed. The two of them each fought with immortal swords, fighting from above the sky to the ground, killing the stars and reversing the heavens. A starlight, a black gas swirled and entangled in the sky and fell to the earth. The impulsive mana wind almost made the entire Xuanyuan Realm in ruins. The aura was terrifying, causing the flood to shake and the space to be restless.

As soon as Lu Yang's feet touched the ground, he suddenly stomped straight down, shaking the vast desolation and thousands of miles of land, and the Eight Desolations Divine Fire that burned the green night burst out like a mad dragon, scorching the dark aura of the Ancestor of Chaos. The Ancestor of Chaos saw that Lu Yang used the method of fire talisman to summon the earth-penetrating divine flame. Immediately hold the spell and borrow the method, and point the sword into the sky. The chaotic aura rushed into the earth like a falling heavenly river, destroying the infinite flames one after another.

Seeing that it was difficult for the Divine Fire to injure the Ancestor of Chaos, Lu Yang returned his sword and bent his elbows, his body was half-squatting, and the huge power in the hero bracelet poured into his body, and the whole person turned into a violent figure that swept across the earth like thunder, and crashed straight into the body of the Ancestor of Chaos, knocking her close to the ground and flying out backwards. The Ancestor of Chaos gritted his teeth and pierced the Chaos Demon Sword into the ground with his hand, dragging a thousand-mile-long scar through the earth. The black wings behind him are wide open, and I don't know how many mountains have been smashed along the road!

In the eye, there was no trace of Lu Yang. I only felt that the ground under my feet rumbled and swayed, and Lu Yang had already penetrated the ground, holding a sword on the ground and piercing out. The huge spiral sword qi vortex pierced through the surface, the ancestor of chaos had already expected it, raised his wings and flew in the air, flying the chaos demon sword down in the sky, and a sword blasted Lu Yang into the ground a hundred feet, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was shattered, and blood and tears gushed out.

The current cultivation of the two of them is the supreme heavenly dao, and their mana is extremely strong, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior. But the Ancestor of Chaos turned pale, and blood had gathered all over his body. She was already injured, and her cultivation was greatly reduced. He was shot by an earth-shattering arrow and sealed her for seven days. In the past seven days, she has been desperately eroding the power of the Holy Dao that imprisoned her with the mana of her body. Although he was freed, he still did not deal with the serious internal injuries in his body. At this time, the fight will come down, and it is inevitable that it will be a little unsupportable.

But she forcibly overcame her physical discomfort, and today, no matter what, she must make him understand that she is the only one in his world!

"The sword is broken, Jiangshan!"

Under the eyes of the Ancestor of Chaos, Lu Yang's mana was frantically condensing towards the bronze ancient sword. Rolling sword qi, blowing the desolate land. Shaking the mountains invisibly, the destructive breath goes, the old trees are broken, and the streams are broken. At this moment, he finally used his true cultivation. This kind of domineering sword broke through the country, and it was realized by Lu Yang after he became a god. It is the proof that he transcended the mortal path and attained the way of Shinto!

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