swept the entire green world, the catastrophe of the vast dust came, silent, no light, no darkness, and no advance notice, just like the wind will not whisper to you before the wind rises, the moment of the surge must suddenly rise, covering the entire smoke and rain world.

The big whale shook out of the sea, and the whale rider finally manifested in front of the eyes of all the spirit saints in the green world, his gaze was far away, breaking through the Immortal Heaven of the Ages, and shouting loudly at the most glorious Heavenly Palace.

"Piercing Qingyin, now is the time for you to make a choice, whether to be buried with the entire Qing World, or let your people step on my ancient whale and leave the Qing World?"

"The sword of Fu Qiong will never wake up, you have no world, the Zhan Cang Sword has awakened, with the anger and trembling of 50,000 years ago, it will completely tear apart the high heaven of the green world!"

The voice of the whale rider reached the heavenly palace, and the blue silver sat in her place, and the ancient mirror fell to the ground, and in the middle of it a cyan flame rose, and the black water was evaporated, and the mirror was also shattered.

Jian Qingsheng took Nanxiangzi and stood in front of the carved blueyin, and the sword in his hand that gathered the light of the world was pointing at the carved bluesilver from afar.

"The Drunken Flower Son is dead. ”

Piercing Qingyin's gaze did not fluctuate, she knew that the cyan flame was the Drunken Flower Heavenly Son, and the black water was the unknown monster that appeared before.

The Drunken Flower Son died and died with the monster, and Jian Qingsheng shattered the black mirror sky and returned.

Even though the youth is still a dream today, it will soon become real.

"I used to think that what King Xiaoyue did was to be an enemy of the entire Qingqing World, and no Supreme would want to see him conquer the sky, but I didn't expect that in secret, there were so many people who were incompatible with this Qingshi. ”

"The Sky Digger, the Whale Rider, the New Ancients, the Old and the Present........ They were all on the side of the Moon King, for their own interests, but the people who destroyed the Qing World actually accounted for half of the supreme. ”

The expression of the carved blue silver was stained with a touch of sadness: "The eight hundred heavenly mirrors under my seat maintain the operation of the Qingshi Heavenly Domain, the dream world, I thought everyone was like-minded, except for the one who chiseled the sky, no one should want to see the crazy Moon King to seize the blue sky." ”

She looked at the woman in the wedding dress: "Nanxiangzi, is this your will? From a mirror that can only reflect her, she has become an unyielding sword that shines for herself. ”

"You are like me who I used to be, I am from heaven, you are from the earth, and I will eventually fall into the earth, you will come from the earth, and you will ascend to the heavens. ”

"Nanxiang, Nanxiang, this is the name I once gave you, this is the name of the world. ”

Nanxiangzi lowered his head: "I have never forgotten the kindness of my mother." ”

Piercing Qingyin smiled, which was helpless and sad.

"I used to be a sword, you want to turn into a sword, why don't I want to re-transform Qiong?"

"Why do some people in the world come to save you, and so many Supreme Beings are enemies of me?"

Nanxiangzi pursed his lips, and outside the sky, the voice of the whale rider once again overshadowed the sky.

"It's not that I'm an enemy of you, it's just that what the Moon King sees, you can't see!"

"The little girl is willing to return to the world, there is red dust in her heart, and what you do is just use the world as a springboard, and in the end it is just to re-transform into a sword of Qiong, but now you are really the sword of 50,000 years ago?"

"If now, I throw the remaining five pieces of the Qiong Sword in front of you, put the opportunity to ascend in front of you, and let you abandon the rest of the mirror spirits, and cut the blue silver, you ask yourself, will you leave it behind, or will it not be left behind?"

The whale rider's voice was heart-wrenching, and he smiled: "Yes, as you said." ”

Jian Qingsheng looked at the carved blue silver: "Nanxiang is the name of the world, but now, the world is no longer used by you." ”

"I will take her and leave from your high heavens, and with the divine sword in my hand, I will cut through this dark sky!"

Piercing Qingyin looked at Jian Qingsheng: "In order to leave here, I don't hesitate to turn into the immortal sword of the Moon King Splitting the Sky, I am using Nanxiangzi, the blue mirror reflects the blue sky, and the blue sky locks the world, but aren't you also willing to be used by the Moon King?"

"The sword is always held by people, you can't control yourself. The three-foot sword in the box on his back is a sign of injustice for the sky, but this uneven sword intent is issued by the sword owner, not by the sword itself. ”

"Sword Qingsheng, how ridiculous you are, you are not even a sword, with the help of another mortal iron sword body, and you yourself are really just a homeless ghost. The second spirituality is bound to disperse eventually, so pitiful that even the Stygian Sea will not take you in. The dove occupies the magpie's nest, this kind of thing, will your deity let this happen?"

"Glory is only a moment, what is the meaning of your existence? Your behavior is wrong! It is a big mistake! You come and go in a hurry, but this is it, you don't want to live forever in your dreams, you have to tear this blue sky and turn it into nothingness?"

"Do you still think that way today?"

The voice of the carved blue silver calmed down, but with the power of the cholera heart, Nanxiangzi seemed to hear something incredible, but it had been expected, she grabbed Jian Qingsheng's left arm, the ten fingers were tightly clasped, and her heart and breathing began to hurry at the same time.

But she didn't speak, because this kind of thing, at the very beginning, in Jian Qingsheng told the truth, she had expected it.

It will dissipate eventually, the second spirituality is like a rootless duckweed, yes, the birth of Jian Qingsheng is manipulated and manifested.

"Isn't that a matter of course?"

Jian Qingsheng's voice sounded, making Nanxiangzi open his eyes lightly and look at him.

"For the sword, if there is no sword master, it is difficult to show the heavens, I am the second spirit, but I am also a sword, everything I come from the deity, and I return to the deity, my way, my dharma, my everything. ”

"My deity is not hiding from me, when I was cut off by a thunderstorm and connected with the deity, I was already a new person, but I knew that I had something to do. ”

"The deity needs me, that's all!, therefore, I should return to his hands at all costs and turn into his sword against the great sage of heaven!"

Jian Qingsheng's words are sonorous!

"The sword, the blade of the heart! This is all iron, because of the attachment and psychic, because of the heart, because of the blood, because of the death of non-thoughts!"

In the past 50,000 years, if you return to the Sword of Qiong, what will you do after that? Have you ever thought about it? After abandoning the beings of the Qing World, where can you go?"

"But this is after success, you have failed now, and I, have succeeded. ”

"People choose differently, we make different choices, and I don't say you're wrong, because there's no right or wrong. ”

Jian Qingsheng suddenly laughed, it was mockery, but even more contempt and pity.

"I made my choice, but you have forgotten that you were once a sword, and if you were suppressed here by this shady curtain, how would it be different from the rusty iron in the deserted grave?"