Monsoon had just used up all his strength. But his hatred for Yue Shanchuan made the thoughts in his heart continue to burn. He wants to fight, he wants to break through the limits of mortal bodies, to break through the limits of energy. However, he was only a mortal after all.

Years ago, he didn't dare to throw that punch because of the cowardice in his heart. And now, he has the determination to punch, but he doesn't have the power of that punch. The will to fight burned in his heart, and everyone resonated with it.

Suddenly, Monsoon felt three powerful forces pouring into his body.

It's the Three Phantom Gods!

The defenses of the Celestial Divine Body were too strong for the power of the Three Illusion Gods to penetrate. However, Monsoon's Question Sword can, and they gather all their energy on Monsoon's body.

"Ahh

Monsoon felt an expansion that he had never felt before, these three forces were too strong for mortal bodies to bear. The meridians all over his body have swelled to the limit, but the limit is constantly increasing. This may have something to do with the consciousness in him that came from the higher universes.

He once again unleashed the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. This time, the scale of the sword technique is unprecedented. It condensed 100,000 sword qi and blocked the entire sky. The glow of the sun shimmers and illuminates the earth. At the same time, it is also mixed with the fierce wind of the three phantom gods, lightning and thunder, and ice and ice.

The monsoon double guide is to perceive ten thousand swords, communicate with one hundred thousand sword qi, and unite human swords. One hundred thousand sword qi gradually gathered in the wind tornado, and finally assembled into a dazzling sword.

This is a sword qi duel performed by the unity of ten thousand swords and human swords, and the magic effect of the sword penetration spell is enough to kill thousands of gods and Buddhas.

The monsoon came with a sword, stepping through the sky, the nine clouds moved, the sword was in the direction, and the god of heaven was slashed!

"No, it can't be! I am with the universe, I am immortal......"

Yue Shanchuan let out a final roar, and the dazzling sword composed of 100,000 sword qi had already passed through the hall. Three forces of nature, take the opportunity to enter the body. Thunder and lightning slammed into his veins, winds swept through his entrails, and cold rain washed away his Shinto.

The Celestial Divine Body, this immortal divine body that had not been cultivated for nearly 10,000 years, fell like this. Mountains were flattened, and the earth shook violently, cracking into ravines. For a time, the lava burst, and the scorching waves traveled for thousands of miles, like hell on earth, tragic and abnormal.

There was a loud bang, and it shook the heavens and the earth. The Celestial Divine Body turned into a supreme aura, floating between heaven and earth, the infinite green clouds exploded and shattered, and the sword was once again divided into two due to the powerful shock. The three gods of nature withdrew their power from the monsoon body and disappeared.

In this battle, the word monsoon became famous in the Three Realms. became the only man in the world who has ever killed the god of Zeus. However, this also made his value on the Jishi Monument increase fifty times. It skyrocketed from 500 gold to 25,000 gold. However, no one knew that if he hadn't asked the sword, and if he hadn't had the Three Illusion Gods, he wouldn't even be able to touch the Celestial Divine Body.

After the Great War, the earth was in ruins, and the Heavenly Palace was in ruins. Renjun closed his eyes and flew away. The heavenly palace is amnesty, and mortals are returned to the world. The rest of the gods came together to form the "Divine Alliance" organization. Lu Shihan desperately searched for Monsoon, but only in the wreckage, he found the Tianwen Sword. Later, Xiao Lanyu was found, but the monsoon was never found. I thought he was killed in battle, and my heart was full of grief.

Xingkong picked up the sword and found a person lying on the ground in front of him. Seeing that it was the monsoon up close, he helped him up, and there was still a breath left, so he only said lightly to him:

"Your man and sword are one, and you are not as handsome as me!"

Monsoon was seriously injured, clutching his chest, but he also smiled calmly.

"I'll keep this sword for you. Xingkong was expressionless, and said as a matter of course.

"Why?"

"Because. Your people and swords are one, and you are not as handsome as me!" Monsoon was extremely unhappy, but as soon as he moved, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood and could not walk.

"Forget it. Anyway, it's over, so what's the use of it. Monsoon fell to the ground and stretched. Look at the sky, vast, blue sky, such as the blue ocean, intoxicating.

"It's just the beginning!" a familiar voice came from behind him. One person with white hair and a silver mask has an extraordinary bearing, and he is the master of the Tongtian Pavilion. I saw him holding the broken infinite green cloud in his hand and walking towards him.

"Look at the world!" the owner pointed to the vast land. The rivers dried up, everything withered, and the earth dried up.

"Ninety percent of the water sources in this world have been converted into heaven and earth aura by the infinite green clouds of Yue Shan Chuan and scattered everywhere. There is not much water left in the world for people to use. ”

Monsoon shocked. He originally thought that if he defeated Yue Shanchuan, all this would come to an end. All the water that was absorbed would come back, but now it seemed that he was still too naïve.

"She sacrificed herself, but in exchange for it, it was still a desert. ”

The owner places a petal on Monsoon's hand. This petal emits a faint blue light, so familiar, so warm. He watched quietly, as if three years had passed, and in front of him, he understood everything.

A tear fell, dripping onto the petals, and Monsoon was overwhelmed with grief. The petals also seemed to feel his tears, and the blue light was flourishing, flying into the air.

Then, a light rain fell in the air. The water vapor in the clouds has been absorbed by the mountains and rivers. The rain came from nowhere, and I could only see the petals in the air getting lighter and fainter, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

The rain stopped.

A cold wind blew. The fallen leaves are scattered, and the grass and trees move slightly, revealing bursts of bitterness.

The monsoon is salty......

"Now is not the time to grieve, you come with me. ”

The owner of the museum brought the monsoon to the top of the Jishi Monument. There is a huge altar on it, and all kinds of strange stone tablets are crooked around, and strange runes are carved on them, posing in rather bizarre shapes. It seems to be placed manually, but there is no trace of artificial excavation.

"It's ......"

"Jishi Monument. It connects the entire vast continent and is the eye of the leylines. ”

"Eye of the leylines?"

"Yes, the only way to solve the current crisis is to reshape the infinite green clouds, and make them work in a positive direction, so that the aura of heaven and earth can be converted into water again. However, the infinite green cloud is the most precious thing in the world, and the only way to restore it is through the Jishi Monument. ”

The hall owner placed the broken infinite blue cloud on the altar, and used his magic power to surround it, emitting a five-colored fairy light, which seemed to be about to be repaired, and a gentle drizzle fell in the air, moistening the dry earth. As soon as the fairy light dimmed, the green jade stopped repairing again, and the rain stopped suddenly.

"Why can't it be fixed?"

"Not enough, far from enough. The Jishi Monument requires a strong elemental power to function. ”

"How?"

"Put your hand on this stele and you will know the answer. ”

At the moment when the monsoon touched the stele, he saw that the mountains and rivers had changed, the stars had changed, time had passed, and the eternals had risen and fallen. Generations of wind and clouds have changed color, and generations of plants and trees have withered. The cycle of history is staged, and the world becomes a sea of fire, with endless ghosts crying and crying, and endless gods screaming. A heavenly god monument, from the ancient times of the earth's flood and wilderness, accepting the nine heavenly gods, hellish ghosts, extinguishing the heavenly fire, and purifying the world.

Monsoon wakes up sweating profusely. Everything you have just seen is so real, if history is really in such a cycle, then the world will be destroyed again.

In the illusion, the Jishi Monument released energy hundreds of millions of years ago, extinguishing the fire and purifying the world. Now that it has been dusted and ancient, if it wants to be awakened, it must follow its unique law of life and death.

Monsoon stood there for a long time. The mountain wind blows, and the withered grass swayes. Stir the head full of green silk, deep eye masks, and watch the rise and fall of the ages, just now......