Qin Fan had already fallen to the ground, his thin body touching the solid ground, and he felt a burst of pain. But he didn't have any hesitation, he was retreating, and the chaotic and decadent mind just wanted to live for a while at this moment.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he be faster than the golden blade sword that he has harvested.

In the next moment, he couldn't move, he was locked by a killing force, and a pair of eyes in his sight were full of gold, this was the light of the Golden Blade, the sharpness of the Golden Blade.

Soon, he felt a disturbance in the aura around him, his entire clothes were blown up, and the skin of his face that was not covered by clothes was a cutting pain.

The strong wind was torn and shattered by the sword intent, but how could the wind be measured in quantity. As a result, countless broken small whirlwinds appeared between heaven and earth, the sword qi was drumming, and the sword intent was roaring and pulling.

Immediately after, there was the cacophony of clothes and hard earth being cut and torn.

It was really piercing, first the ears, then the face and the entire body, through the layers of rich ghost qi, those sword qi were still indestructible, constantly tearing at his body, constantly devouring his flesh and blood, just like Ling Chi.

Suddenly, all the sounds were gone.

Then, he saw a sword, this sword was narrow and golden, sharp and exuding an aura that seemed to be able to tear everything apart, even if it was only three feet, but it seemed to be the whole heaven and earth, this was the golden blade sword.

The Jin Feng Sword was held in the hand of a person, and there was no terrifying momentum, nor did it have any majestic special feelings, because only that sword could be seen, a narrow Jin Feng Sword with a golden body.

That person was holding this sword, and Qin Fan's eyes could no longer accommodate anything else.

Then he raised the golden sword, but it didn't fall directly, even if this distance was nothing, just in the blink of an eye, he would die, it was as simple as raising the sword and falling.

"Actually, I've been waiting for it!"

Qin Fan could clearly see the peaceful smile on his face, as if death couldn't make any waves in his eyes, maybe life had always been so cheap in his eyes, or maybe he had been looking for a bright road, a true heaven road without war and no troubles, so it didn't matter who died before this.

Qin Fan didn't speak, because it didn't make any sense.

There was no despair in his heart, because it also didn't mean anything. The introspection is all after the fact, but it is clear that he is not "after the fact" at the moment.

He didn't know enough about his own situation, because he had never tried to take the initiative to accept it, and it seemed that as long as it came forward, anything would be solved. Finally, the things in front of me show that everything has limitations, and a certain thing will not be too strong after all, and the powerful power will eventually be suppressed.

At the moment, the remnant knife is useless, because he doesn't have a chance to do it again. And trying to communicate with the small world in the body can't be achieved at all, because the other party seems to be too powerful, even the small world will be supported by him alone.

The imperfect world can't accommodate another world, even if it's a prototype of the world, not to mention that the small world that the other party has harvested is obviously not broken but completed, although it is not perfect.

Without the effect of the square copper plate that made him run away at the touch of it, and the tiger with the wings of the broken knife, the small world was useless. Now, he has lost his last resort, and it is even more tragic that it is impossible to try it.

He was a little desperate, but his expression calmed down as if the ghost's unpleasant sarcasm sounded in his ears.

He looked at Qin Fan condescendingly, with a smile, but his tone was calm and indignant, he said: "You, you should all know my purpose, to be precise, the purpose of Lord Gonggong." ”

Qin Fan nodded, even a blind person could see the current situation.

"Gonggong will definitely unify the two paths of evil and good, and in the end, the whole world will be expelled, and the monsters will be expelled further, and then he will lead us to a new path, a path to a truly perfect world without war and death." ”

He didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this, if it was in the past, I believe that any monk would smile and don't care, but now it is obviously impossible to be so perfunctory.

Because this is very likely to be realized, the strength of the harvest is already so strong, so as a leader or simply the "big brother" of the harvest, how can his strength be weak?

As soon as these words came out, there was another uproar, although everyone had some speculation in their hearts, but it was still a little unbelievable to really say it from the mouth of the co-worker, and the same for the character of Gonggong, I couldn't help but feel a little curious while being afraid and worried.

Qin Fan shook his head when he heard this, saying that he did not agree with such words.

At this time, Bei Shu took out a smooth black stone from his clothes, and everyone couldn't help but look at the palm-sized stone, just like an ordinary black stone, but it was obviously not so simple, just an ordinary stone, because Bei Shu would not attach so much importance to an ordinary stone and put it in his arms.

Monks are a special kind of existence that fights with the heavens, the earth, and people. Naturally, few of them will be restrained, and all of them are stepping up to recover from their internal injuries, and naturally they also want to delay a little longer.

Moreover, this person with a mysterious origin directly shocked most of the people present with his strong strength, so people paid special attention to his every move, and at this moment, seeing him take out a palm-sized stone, they naturally looked at it, guessing what it was.

Even Qin Fan was no exception, and Bao Shu didn't seem to have guessed the intentions of the righteous and evil monks present, he still raised the palm-sized stone in his hand, stretched out his hand, and the smooth and ordinary mirror-like stone on one side immediately had a picture, but he couldn't hear the sound, and he could only faintly see some pictures.

With a smile on her face, she lifted the stone with the picture in her hand high to a height that everyone could see clearly, and then the smile on her face became even stronger.

The crowd was shocked!

Because the stone is not an ordinary stone, but a stone that can reflect the picture. But Qin Fan was familiar for a while, because the black stone was really familiar, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that this stone was very different from the Sansheng Stone that detained Ying Long at the bottom of the sea, and there was almost no difference between the others.

Then, with confusion, he looked at the picture reflected in the stone.

......

......

For a long time, it was silent, and only the monk's wheezing could be heard.

Time seems to stand still. However, Qin Fan is not dead yet.

It's not because someone has shown mercy, but because the harvest hasn't started yet. Instead of moving his hands, he looked at the stone in his hand with some reverence, so that the whole person's attention shifted to the stone, like an extremely devout believer.

He clearly did not see the ideal perfect world, but he did see a big step closer to it.

So, the harvest was drunk.

Looking at the picture of the stone, all the monks present were stunned.

Jin Tianshi lowered his head and silently recited "Amitabha" more than once.

Guangling Zhenren's face was expressionless, and he turned his head away, no longer looking at the stone.

Xitong's body bloomed with an even colder killing machine, and Dugu Mu clenched his fists, as if he was forcibly controlling the anger in his heart.

In the end, Qin Fan looked at the picture, only to see that the sky and the earth were black, the heaven and the earth seemed to be as low as ever, and the dark clouds seemed to be more depressing than the one in his childhood, but the thunder was replaced by the sound of birds and beasts, which seemed to be more terrifying than the thunder.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Qin Fan roared angrily, it turned out that where there were dark clouds and thunder between heaven and earth, they were all monsters covering the sky, and the roar of the beast that had raced through the thunder was overwhelmingly flooding the human secular world.

It's really overwhelming, you can't see through the clouds and the earth at a glance, and there are only endless monsters and endless beasts as far as the eye can see.