The sound of the Taiyi Sword breaking was terrifyingly harsh. The divine weapon transformed from the power of the former Supreme God had indeed brought a death-like crisis to the god and devil who created the world. However, such a powerful move was still short of the last step.
Just that step, just this little bit, a tiny bit!
All the people who were watching all this, and even all living beings, felt extremely unwilling, sad and disappointed in their hearts at this moment.
When the thoughts of all living beings have reached the point of "unity of purpose", the decline and rise of this divine thought are extremely clear and easy to feel.
As great were the expectations before, as great was the despair brought by the broken sword.
Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes froze and dimmed.
Li Zhai seemed to realize something and sighed, and the rest of the people were even more so.
Qi Wuhuo, who was holding the Taiyi Sword, had his pupils contracted, and the broken sword body dissipated and flipped in the void. The golden sword body gradually shattered in the process, and finally turned into strands of light, reversing and flowing towards the sky.
Behind him was the sadness of the common people. The ancient god's face, which had originally shown shock, anger, and even a hint of fear, froze in an instant and then turned into ecstasy. Everything seemed to be turned upside down, and even the Taoist felt a trace of unwillingness in his heart.
Just one step away.
step!
The ancient god who created the world retreated instantly, with a trace of fear on his face, but he let out a long sigh and said, "So that's how it is. All the fighting before was just a disguise. The ultimate goal is to destroy the world in advance. In this way, the destruction of the world can be limited to the scope that you can control. Even if you are an enemy, you have to say something."
"What a great trick! I am amazed."
"But it was still a wrong step. Just one step."
"This step, even I feel it's a pity."
"What you rely on is only the power of Taiyi, but Taiyi created the world. Taiyi and I are of the same origin, almost like me in your era, the first era. What am I doing?"
"You use the power of my past self to kill my present self?"
"Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous."
He said in a solemn voice: "I am the supreme god who represents the creation of the next era. Only creatures from this era can kill me. However, if you are a creature from this era, you cannot defeat me. Zhenwu **demon, you lose."
The voice was grand and majestic, but it was intentional. It spread from heart to heart and reached the ears of all living beings in the six realms. The best strategy is to destroy the enemy's plan. The most superior method is to destroy the enemy's heart. Before, all the common people fought hard, and the immortals and gods stood side by side, opening a way forward for the two generations of Northern Emperor at all costs. Haotian took out the Heaven-covering Banner, the sword given to him by the Northern Ziwei Emperor.
The Three Pure Ones took a step back and re-entered the flow of the long river.
One thing after another eventually brought the sword to this place.
And these things add up.
It was like a flame burning in the hearts of all people, like a pillar established in their hearts. It was the existence of this pillar that made them seem to see the light and future ahead, bringing them hope, and thus inspiring the greatest fighting spirit.
Even if it meant paying a price, they held on to those innate gods and demons who were ignorant of life and death, tireless, and who seemed to always recover their strength and would always make a comeback.
But now, this hope seemed to be cut off with a click, and immediately the fire of fear began to rise and spread, causing the light in their eyes to dim uncontrollably.
"Even the Great Emperor Zhenwu couldn't cut it open..."
"Can't win, can't win."
"Hahaha, what kind of disaster is this? Why? We just want to survive, why would such a disaster happen, damn God!!!"
The people who had been resisting before seemed to collapse, and the immortals and gods also felt fear and powerlessness. Zhang Xiaoyu loosened his clenched fist and dropped it. In contrast, Re Ji became more and more arrogant, and those gods and demons became more and more wanton, attacking frantically.
And at the moment when the human race seemed to have lost the will to fight, gods and demons were already fighting forward. Scimitars and arms emitting iron-blue light grew together, and were so sharp that they seemed to be able to tear through the strong wind. They slashed down at the human warrior who collapsed and shouted. The gods and fairies in the heavens seemed to disintegrate, and the Bodhisattvas and Vajras of the Western Buddhist Kingdom retreated.
In an instant, the fire of hope that I could rely on was lost.
The situation in the six realms seemed to have completely collapsed in an instant, and the situation was about to fall to one side.
Invincible.
However, just when the blade was about to cut the human warrior's throat, it suddenly paused.
The god and demon's pupils shrank slightly.
? !!!!
It seemed as if there was a breeze blowing on my face, and there was an illusion as if a drop of rain fell on the water. A ripple spread out in the destiny of the human world, and this ripple instantly spread to every corner of the world. In front of the Nine Monuments of the Human Race, a white-haired old man walked out.
He raised his eyes slightly.
Luck bursts out like a wave!
The action of chopping down the mad gods and demons paused, and the next moment, the human race, which had collapsed and seemed to be in despair, suddenly raised their heads with bloodshot eyes, and swung the weapons in their hands almost fiercely, and then smashed them heavily forward!
No defense! No retreat! Like crazy, like possessed!
One for one!
The god and demon was delayed for a moment because of the interference and influence of human destiny, and was severely smashed on the head by the human warrior. Blood splattered everywhere, and his blade also cut through the warrior's armor, tore his flesh, and left a huge and hideous wound on his waist.
But the latter seemed to be crazy, fighting and attacking at all costs. All thoughts disappeared at this moment, and finally only one thought remained, which became clearer and bigger.
kill!
kill!
Even if no one can be relied upon, at least I can still rely on myself, stand between heaven and earth by myself, and use the things in my hands to break open a path, even if I can't break open a path -
Killing one will break even, killing two will make you a profit!
When there is no hope, some people will choose to escape, some will choose to continue to resist, and all the weakness and begging for mercy are only because of the desire to rely on these to survive safely and without injury. When there is no hope at all, it will only completely arouse the fighting spirit.
The old man holding the scroll spoke.
He looked at the world and spoke softly, but his voice was like thunder that spread far away. He spoke slowly, pausing for each word:
"Heaven's will is stronger than man's; man's will is stronger than Heaven's."
"Qian: A gentleman strives to improve himself constantly."
The destiny of humanity is majestic and vast. The old masters who had ascended to heaven to fight thousands of years ago took up their weapons and stepped onto the battlefield again.
In the sky, rays of brilliant light flowed out. Zhang Xiaoyu, with a pale face, raised his sword and pointed it forward. This time, he was facing a disaster even greater than the Year of Haotian. At this moment, he stood in the front and raised his hand to slash out a majestic sword energy. The sword energy roared and cut off all the evil spirits.
The Jade Emperor held the sword with both hands, and blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth because of the sword. However, he ignored everything and activated his own power. The majestic and vast power body showed its presence and soared into the sky. He suddenly understood his decision nine thousand years ago. When faced with a similar situation again, he would still make the same choice.
The majestic and vast aura of heaven enveloped the six realms.
Demonstrating the existence of the Emperor of Heaven.
Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth was already filled with the taste of blood, and he spoke word by word:
"Gentlemen."
The voice spread far away. Under the majesty of heaven and earth that had covered the sky for thousands of years, the gods subconsciously tightened their weapons. Then, the young Jade Emperor spoke, his voice was solemn and murderous, but it was just like that of the past -
"Follow me and break the calamity!"
So the immortals and gods from all tribes responded subconsciously.
The responses came together like a roaring sea.
"promise!!!"
In the Buddhist Kingdom, the Buddha Amitabha looked at the heavens and the human world, and at the people who had not given up fighting and killing even though they saw that hope was gone. He seemed to be touched, and he slowly said, "Everyone."
"Send these gods and demons to meet the Buddha..."
A Vajra subconsciously said: "But the Buddha has passed away, how can we see him?"
Amitabha raised his hand and pressed it down.
The huge palm pressed downwards, golden light circulated, and many gods and demons were forcibly pressed under the palm. Amitabha, who was considered to have a good temper among the seventeen Buddhas of that year, said slowly: "So, what I said, send them to see the Buddha."
"Whether it is killing or not, I think Buddha will not blame me."
All the Vajras and Bodhisattvas were slightly startled, and then they all responded in unison.
The weapons of the people on earth fell down, and the gods of the earth charged forward with them. The Jade Emperor stood on a high place, and the Buddhist kingdom and the Buddhist gate were wide open. There was fighting and struggling. Even if the Taiyi sword did not achieve the results as originally calculated, the people never gave up hope. From afar, it seemed as if the people were facing the calamity.
This is the final calamity, a calamity that covers every living being.
The calamity that envelops all people should naturally be faced by all people together.
You cannot rely on others for this final disaster.
You have to rely on yourself.
The Zhenwu Sword in the hands of the Great Emperor Zhenwu was still restraining his opponent, while the three core magic weapons of the ancient god, the magic weapons that gave him the power to create the world, were suppressed by the incarnation of the Three Pure Ones. There was a hint of disbelief in the ancient god's voice, and he said, "How is this possible?"
His voice was still low and indifferent until now: "Still trying to stop me, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
"But they don't know that the end of the catastrophe is coming, and the rotation of heaven and earth is the great way."
"Ants are just ants, they don't know the truth."
Qi Wuhuo replied: "You don't know the common people."
His peripheral vision swept across the six realms, and he suddenly felt as if a shackle had been broken - the hope of the people rested on him, and when the Taiyi Sword broke, the people never gave up struggling or fighting; and he also trusted his teachers completely, was this also a kind of dependence?
Relying on the external object, the Taiyi Sword, and relying on the teacher's judgment, I have come to this point. When the Taiyi Sword fails, I must continue to have the determination to defeat the enemy and rely on my own methods to break this catastrophe.
"I am the supreme god who represents the creation of the next era. No creature other than this era can kill me. However, if you are a creature from this era, you cannot defeat me."
This sentence emerged in his mind, and in the state of spiritual clarity brought by the control of Qi, Qi Wuhuo immediately caught the hidden sentence in this sentence -
"In the next era, the living beings of this world?"
If that is the case—
The thought appeared in Qi Wuhuo's mind almost instinctively.
He immediately made his act.
The Zhenwu Sword made a clear sound and flew into Qi Wuhuo's hands. Qi Wuhuo just left his back to the three teachers, turned around and slashed in front of the demon god. The rest of Zhongjie's power was restrained by Cangsheng. This demon god was not willing to fight with the Taoist in front of him who was covered in blood.
But we have to fight.
He no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning. The sword light was bright and the sound of sword clanging exploded.
Chance!!!
When this thought came to the mind of the god and demon, he abandoned the three Hunyuan instruments and restrained the incarnations of the Three Pure Ones. His real body then used his magical powers to slash at the sword in the hand of the Zhenwu Emperor. His eyes were burning, and almost all of his divine thoughts were poured into this move.
Defeat! Defeat him!
We must repel this sword!
The rest of the gods and demons were restrained by Cangsheng, and his Axe of Creation, Ancient Banner, and Tai Chi Diagram were also controlled by the Three Purities. Re Ji and Leng Ji were targeting the influence on the entire world. Although there were many means to end the catastrophe, now only these two were left to fight each other, and the outcome would be decided by one move!
There was a clanging whistle, and two figures crossed each other.
But the ending seems to be predetermined.
The Zhenwu sword flew up and turned several circles in the air.
But the figure was not repelled.
The eyes of the Ancient God Kaitian narrowed. He felt something was wrong, because the Zhenwu sword did not display the extremely strong and overbearing power it had before, but was unexpectedly weak.
Drawing the sword was just a feint.
The real sword is——!!!
Qi Wuhuo had arrived in front of the demon god who created the world. There was a golden light shining between the latter's eyebrows, which was the trace left by the Taiyi Sword. The Great Emperor Zhenwu pointed his finger and the sword energy was like a rainbow.
If this demon god represents the supreme god who will create the next era, then he cannot be killed by any creature other than this era. However, if any creature of this era cannot defeat him, not even Taiyi can do so. Then there is only one point.
Pull down his true spiritual existence completely, fall into this status, and also fall into this world!
Break its characteristics.
Kill it!
The only way to drag an ancient god of his level down to this world is...
This sword pointed out.
So I am the sword, the Taoist’s answer was the same as always, which was his original self-proclaimed title.
"Jinzhou Qi has no doubts."
"Please!"
The sword flashed brightly.
boom!!!
In an instant, a huge roar swept through the six realms, and along with the roar, there was also a formless ripple of the Great Dao. The heat and cold silence that were originally spreading suddenly solidified, and the gods and demons that had been fighting and entangled with the various realms before paused and lost the ability to resist.
The bodies of gods and demons that had been recovering after being killed solidified. The movements of the gods and demons that had turned into flesh and blood and were entangled on Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword also stopped, and then they collapsed inch by inch. Yang Jian was stunned and subconsciously raised his head to see that the immortal gods and demons in various parts of the six realms began to disintegrate, as if they had lost their original immortal bodies.
"This is……"
These immortal gods and demons were turned into dust in a gust of wind and slowly dissipated.
Yang Jian seemed to be aware of something and suddenly raised his head; Zhang Xiaoyu, Qiu, Li Zhai, and Yun Qin all stared at the picture of the avenue in the sky. The sword light slowly dissipated, and the Great Emperor Zhenwu, with his hair tied up with a jade crown and a blood-stained black robe, stood there calmly with his back to the world.
The Great Emperor Zhenwu raised his black hair slightly, turned sideways, looked back, and his eyes were gentle.
Then, the sleeves began to slowly crumble.