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The next moment, he swung his knife straight up.

This knife seems to break life and death, and distinguish yin and yang.

This knife has a pure blackness, which is not demonic or evil, just a color. It's like a dye that dyes the whole world.

All light has dissipated.

At this time, in an instant, the sword light shines, and the sword light is the only light. When a ray of light comes again, the world is white.

Gu Chuanxia combined the two knives of the Seven Killing Demon Sword Knife Technique into one knife.

After this sword, the whole world sang a sad song.

The old giant was on a high throne, wielding black flames, but the fire grew louder and louder, and at last he could not hear anything else in all directions.

Gu Chuanxia put away his sword and stood up, watching the collapse of the whole world, silent.

The sword of the ancient legend not only slashed the evil karma of the old giant, but also mobilized the whole time, and used the destruction of the end to activate the last thoughts of all living beings in this world after they died.

The old giant who dominates the whole world thinks that if he has the final say in this world, then everything belongs to him, and no matter what he wants to do, all life must obey.

But even if all living beings have died, they still tell him 'no', that after every life is born, it has the right to exist, and even the creator has no right to judge it.

If the old giant is really like the will of God, he has no selfish motives and no thoughts. Then this curse from sentient beings will not have the slightest effect on him.

Not really!

Looking at the old giant who kept roaring and finally wailing in the flames that were getting stronger and stronger, Gu Chuanxia withdrew from this world that was about to be completely destroyed.

Having destroyed all the King Kong giants, Gu Chuanxia turned his head to look at Dao Ji.

At this time, the Daoji monk had completely let go of the suppression of the yellow-clothed lama, and the whole person fell into a state of madness. Just looking at his eyes without clarity, you can know that his mind must have become a mess at this moment.

And the yellow-clothed lama was already urging the skull of the nine-turn spirit child, and a wisp of black smoke surrounded Gu Chuanxia's dream body, locking him deadly and unable to move.

This black smoke seems to be easily shattered by the Daoji monk, but it is actually extremely difficult, and the ancient legend tried his best in his dream, but he failed to break it and get rid of the shackles.

"I have to find a way to make Dao Ji come to his senses, otherwise, the yellow-clothed great lama has the skull of the nine-turn spirit boy in his hand, and I am not an opponent. Gu Chuanxia made a judgment in an instant, ignoring the restrained dream body, but opened his mouth to chant.

"Leave the mother-in-law and leave the mother-in-law. Ask for Emperor He. Dharanidi. ”

"Neharodi. Emperor Vilithe. Mahagarda. ”

"Emperor Zhenling Qian. Sha Po Ha. ”

The ancient legend of Xia sang in the sound of Tianlong Zen is the mantra of the Seven Buddhas created by the Buddha to eliminate all kinds of sins, eliminate all kinds of past, many distracting thoughts, and many evils, all of which are dispersed with the mantra.

The ancient legend does not practice Buddhism, but he can barely be regarded as understanding Buddha, and he knows that at this moment, perhaps only this mantra can help Daoji.

Sure enough, with the chanting of the Buddha's voice, the eyes of the Taoist monk regained a trace of clarity, and he shouted in his mouth: "Flower fingers!"

Then there was another madness.

Not far away, the yellow-clothed Great Lama, protected by the nine-colored brilliance, had already urged the skull of the nine-turn spirit boy to the extreme. Behind him, nine golden Buddhas in red robes appeared, but the faces of the nine golden Buddhas were not compassionate, but ferocious, exuding infinite anger.

The space became so stable that it was difficult to even move around.

There is a huge black hole spinning behind Gu Chuanxia, which is the embodiment of the condensation of the Great Dao at all times. At this moment, Gu Chuanxia has indeed done his best. Once the dream body and the life-breaking clone fall here, then Gu Chuanxia will lose control of the dream world because the body is temporarily unable to get out of the inheritance space, and at the same time, the path of the great master will also be shelved, which is unbearable for Gu Chuanxia.

In order to always contend with each other, Gu Chuanxia reluctantly moved to the side of the Daoji monk, and pointed out the point in the heart of the Daoji monk.

Finger the flower, pass the Dharma with the heart, and the heart is imprinted.

The next moment, Gu Chuanxia was pulled into chaos by a huge idea.

In front of me, there was a dead silence, standing in mid-air, looking down on the entire gray and yellow earth, a red, like a constantly beating flame, magnificent and... Aloneness.

Huge, flaming flowers are close in front of you, filled with an awe-inspiring aura, like ancient gods that are sleeping.

"It's magnificent! A flower is like a world, it's too vast!" said in the heart of the ancient legend, this is the consciousness space of the Taoist monk, and perhaps the scene in front of him communicates the ancient times. It's not false, it's true. Perhaps at this moment, through Daoji, the ancient legend temporarily arrived in the ancient world.

Standing in the void, if you want to get close to that land, you need to consume an incomparably large amount of power, and it will take an incomparably long time. Because the whole earth seems to exude an extremely strong aura of rejection, rejecting anyone or anything that does not belong to its time.

Gu Chuanxia was not in a hurry to fall to the ground, but just floated freely in the void, relative to the huge continent, the vast world, like an insignificant little ladybug, circling around.

Ahead, a mountain-like shadow towered majestically, exuding an extremely penetrating aura, like a giant celestial body, suddenly across the vast sky, a wisp of extremely strange qi, constantly coming out.

When approaching the mountain-like shadow, there are still nearly a hundred miles, the cold and faint metallic luster, penetrating out, this is a metal mountain as high as hundreds of millions of miles, like a dormant hideous beast, with a sense of condensation.

This huge metal mountain seems to be unusual, it is more like a divine object that condenses rules and truths, although it lacks the vitality of a real divine object, and it cannot make people feel the real rhythm of the rules on it.

After approaching for more than ten miles, even if it was in the void, in the darkness, you could clearly see the potholes above, which were sharp sword scratches. There are many terrifying cracks all over the place, these cracks still exude an extremely terrifying aura, and from time to time they explode wisps of energy fluctuations, Gu Chuanxia has a feeling, if it is a warrior below the broken life, I am afraid that he will be immediately scratched by these remnants of the sword, and he will be directly shocked to death.

The metal was sprinkled with faint bloodstains, although the blood had long since dried up, but it exuded a terrible desolation, just like that unimaginable great war, which was still continuing, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, were also about to fall one after another, and the tragic image was still in front of them.

"This is a rare piece of Western Heavenly Divine Land!" "Gu Chuanxia found the record of the things in front of him in his memory.

(To be continued.) )