There's nothing in that direction!
At least it's something you can't see with the naked eye.
But deep in the soul, one can feel the great terror between life and death.
Li Xuelong's face was full of fear, but she walked directly in front of Zhou Buzhou and protected him behind her.
Zhou Buzhou paused slightly, and the emotions in his heart suddenly turned into a turmoil.
Right at this moment.
In the direction where the two people's eyes were focused, that place where there was nothing, the void suddenly exploded layer by layer.
Every inch of space was like a broken mirror, with countless cracks appearing.
Countless extremely sharp golden edges are piercing out from the countless cracks, like wheat spikes, giving people a sense of absolute penetrating terror in microseconds.
then,
A sword gleaming with magnificent gold pierced through a crack in space.
As the golden sword thrust out, all the flashing golden edges desperately gathered towards the golden sword.
Space cracks spread out one after another.
then,
The golden sword swept across.
That piece of space exploded completely.
At the moment when space collapsed, an extremely tall figure appeared.
The moment the figure appeared, the shattered space returned to normal in an instant.
That figure stood in the Naruto world.
He held a sword in his right hand, and in his left hand he held an old man with obviously gray hair - an old man who was half dead, curled up, and kept spitting out blood and even fragments of internal organs.
This figure is Long Shanluo!
The half-dead old man was Liu Zhenqi, who gave Li Xuelong the elixir.
Li Xuelong paused slightly, with some fluctuation in her eyes.
"The Naruto world?"
Long Shanluo looked at this world indifferently, as if he saw the whole world at a glance.
Then his expression paused slightly.
He saw the center where the Ten-Tails and Loulan Dragon Veins collided.
The person he was looking for was Zhao Hao.
And a complete void passage has appeared there, spreading directly into the depths of the void dark world.
At the end of the void passage, a group of illusory and uncertain dark light kept flickering in the dark world of the void, and the light kept changing between existence and non-existence.
"The origin of the world..."
"Is this the origin of the world of Senluo?!"
Long Shanluo was horrified.
The Senluo world actually has the origin of the world!
"The thousand old guys who survived, the True King who just reappeared in a body... and Liu Zhenqi just now..."
"And you, Zhao Hao!"
"No wonder you were willing to sacrifice the Bi family to snatch the Samsara Eye!"
"No wonder the once-talented and wise True King would actually make such devastating reforms in his later years..."
"turn out to be……"
"So you've been guarding against me all along, and you've been trying to overthrow me!"
Long Shanluo's expression became increasingly ugly.
In extreme anger,
He moved his left hand and Liu Zhenqi's body flew up.
At the same time, Long Shanluo attacked with all his strength in anger.
He slapped Liu Zhenqi with his backhand, and at the same time took an impatient step towards Zhao Hao.
In one step, the world becomes illusory.
But at this moment,
Liu Zhenqi, who was hit by a palm, seemed not to be attacked, and seemed not to be hurt at all by Long Shanluo's palm.
At the same time, Liu Zhenqi's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the deathly aura that permeated his body completely dissipated at this moment.
The light in his open eyes was as bright as lightning.
An extremely powerful wave of energy erupted from his body, and even more strangely, a hint of the charm of heaven and destiny erupted...
Liu Zhenqi clasped his hands together and his ten fingers began to jump.
In an instant, one hundred thousand incense sticks appeared out of thin air around Liu Zhenqi.
One hundred thousand incense sticks and candles were lit at the same time, and the fireworks were dazzling.
Liu Zhenqi laughed wildly and roared: "Longshanluo, Liu Zhenqi is here to offer three lifetimes of fireworks and incense to pay his respects!"
"Could this worship possibly defy Heaven?!"
Long Shanluo turned around with horror in his eyes.
The art of burning incense had already been cut off by the nine heavens and ten earths when the previous dynasty fell.
Where did Liu Zhenqi learn the art of incense?
Could it be that... the art of incense is recorded in Liu Ji's inheritance?!
But for now, that's not the point.
The key point is that once the incense of the three lives' fireworks is worshipped, all of Liu Zhenqi's existence will be completely annihilated, making him truly disappear from existence forever. Even if the heaven and earth change, even if the abyss is restored, he will no longer exist...
"Do you hate me so much?"
"Even at the cost of annihilating your own existence, are you still going to oppose me?"
Long Shanluo's face was filled with grief and pain as if he were an old father who had met an unfilial son.
On the other side, the fireworks of 100,000 incense sticks gathered behind Liu Zhenqi, forming a huge Liu Zhenqi made entirely of incense.
The huge firework Liu Zhenqi bowed deeply to Long Shanluo who stepped out.
boom!
silent!
Great sound!
Long Shanluo paused slightly and stopped where he was.
In the instant after this bow, Liu Zhenqi was shattered into pieces and turned into ashes.
But those eyes were staring at Zhao Hao, full of expectation.
In the last moment before those eyes turned to ashes, they looked at Li Xuelong and Zhou Buzhou.
The look was originally intended to be a blessing, but after it touched the deathly aura on Zhou Buzhou's body, it seemed as if it sighed silently.
Things don’t always go as planned, it has always been like this!
So we struggle, so we resist.
This has been the case since ancient times!
Then, the last pair of eyes that Liu Zhenqi had left completely turned to ashes.
On the other side, Zhao Hao also sensed Long Shanluo's arrival and Liu Zhenqi's final incense technique.
He accelerated in the void channel regardless of everything, and then grabbed the origin of the world with one hand.
But at the same time, Long Shanluo took another step, and as if shrinking the distance into an inch, he appeared directly behind Zhao Hao.
The Holy Sword held tightly in Long Shanluo's right hand suddenly emitted an intense blood-red light and slashed towards Zhao Hao's head.
Zhao Hao's face was full of madness, and he grabbed Senluo Wanxiang regardless of the consequences.
It's too late...
After nine steps of building a mountain, one fails at the last moment.
Feeling the sharp edge coming from his back and the murderous aura that penetrated the heaven and earth, Zhao Hao closed his eyes in despair, but his hands were still grabbing towards Senluo Wanxiang.
The Templar Sword is approaching.
It only takes one ten-thousandth of a second to behead Zhao Hao with one sword.
But the blood-red light on the Templar Sword became stronger again.
Zhou Buzhou, who was still conscious, had bloodshot eyes again.
His entire aura changed drastically, and the blood evil that had been slowly dissipating suddenly intensified again.
Li Xuelong, who was beside him, had a worried look on her face. She tightly grasped Zhou Buzhou's wrist and softly called out, "Brother Zhou..."
Zhou Buzhou was confused for a moment, and then stared straight at the bloody sword that was about to fall on Zhao Hao's neck.
He murmured, "This is... my sword."
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