Yun Shuhe, black and white light flowed in his left hand, trying to extract Shang Yi's memory.
The sword madman's soul was reassembled and then shattered. He knew that he was in great danger and would surely die if no miracle happened today. He once looked down on the immortal path, high above, and would never allow his miserable soul to be seen by others.
With a bang, he exploded. In his opinion, it was the greatest shame to have his soul stolen by others. He had been invincible for a period of time, so how could he allow his soul to be searched?
"Huh?" Wang Xuan, who was watching from a distance, found that Shang Yi was not dead. He condensed him again with a blood-stained talisman and resurrected him on the spot.
He was holding the imperial flag, watching closely, ready to make the final move at any time. There was absolutely no way he would let this man go.
Obviously, Yun Shuhe noticed it at the first moment, and he would not let Shang Yi escape alive. In his eyes, Shang Yi had already been a dead man, used to commemorate the old friend.
In fact, Crazy Sword didn't want to leave at all. He knew he couldn't escape. Rather than fleeing in a panic and being chased like a dog, it would be better to die in a blaze of glory and happiness.
"Yun Shuhe, I am immortal. I will definitely come to the world again in the future. One day, a stronger me with no flaws and a perfect body will come before you and end it with you!"
Shang Yi spoke, as if he was resonating with another self in the dark, and he was also vowing to find Yun Shuhe in the future.
Under the starry sky, Yun Shuhe said calmly: "You are talking about your true body holding the sword of the world, right? I already know that as long as he appears in front of me, he will not survive."
Shang Yi: “……!”
At the last minute, he still wanted to leave a bad hint in Yun Shuhe's heart. If his true body suddenly appeared in the future, it might make the other party uneasy.
But he didn't expect that the other party was very clear that his soul was divided into two.
"The galaxy is picturesque, but unfortunately, I can't see the path to true sainthood. Originally, I had hope of getting close to that realm." Shang Yi was unwilling to give up. His soul burned and evolved into a sea of stars. Then it turned into a divine sword and swooped down towards the first person, delivering the final blow, destroying both himself and the enemy.
At this moment, he burned his soul, broke through the foundation of Taoism at all costs, released all his potential, and with one blow, the starry sky shattered.
It can be seen that after the spirit turned into a sword and burned, the surrounding stars intertwined and were extremely brilliant. It was as if he was mobilizing a vast starry sky in the universe and crashed into the first person.
However, what surprised him was that Yun Shuhe was standing in deep space, surrounded by purple air. He didn't even try to hide, and he didn't even need to chase him madly. The other party was waiting quietly in front of him.
"Becoming an alien?" Shang Yi sighed. Suddenly, he felt uninterested. How could he continue to fight? At the last moment, the opponent seemed to have taken that step.
Yun Shuhe said, “Not yet. After I kill you, I will be an alien.”
Shang Yi was shocked, ashamed and angry. The other party was indeed looking down on him. Even at this critical moment, he was still calm and composed.
"Kill!" At this moment, he could only roar. An amazing sight appeared. The picture of the universe unfolded, and it came overwhelmingly with the sword of the soul.
Although he was inhumane, cruel and cold-blooded, he was indeed extremely powerful. Yun Shuhe did not underestimate him. He seemed calm, but he did not hold back when he attacked.
For example, now, Yun Shuhe calmly snapped his fingers, and a dark spot of light appeared. It was the black light condensed by extreme yin. It looked like a drop of black liquid, but it condensed the rhyme of Tao that he had comprehended the highest rules, as if it contained the abyss of the extremely yin universe and the sea of stars.
With a puff, a drop of black liquid, condensing the highest law of the First Man, pierced through the sword embryo of Shang Yi's soul and tore apart the wonders surrounding him.
boom!
Shang Yi's Yuanshen miracle, the great scroll of the universe, exploded directly and was crushed by a drop of black liquid, and his Yuanshen also exploded again and again.
Yun Shuhe's eyes were deep. From those shattered soul fragments, he saw the endings of some familiar people in ancient times. He was silent and imprinted them all in his heart.
Shang Yi was shocked. In the collision of their respective highest laws, he saw the gap. Even if he had a physical body, he would definitely be defeated and would be killed completely.
Since ancient times, he has practiced hard for thousands of years, but in the end it was all in vain. He still couldn't get closer to that person, and he became disheartened.
He was dying and breaking apart quickly. His original spirit could no longer be saved and his true soul was destined to be scattered by the wind and reduced to ashes.
"The Yuhua Banner is really ominous!" At the last moment, he actually thought of this problem. He thought that since he had refined it and knew the internal cause, nothing would go wrong.
As a result, he ended up following the same path as those people in history and died tragically!
Wang Xuan took a step and approached the area, while taking pictures with his mobile phone.
He said to himself: "Shang Yi is holding the Feathered Banner, and is being photographed by a cell phone. This is simply a 'double blessing'. The ominous omen plus the posthumous photo are really unbearable."
The mobile phone said: "It has nothing to do with me. I am just recording the beautiful life truthfully."
"This time I agree with you. What I see is indeed beautiful. Shang Yi is finally going to die." Wang Xuan said. It would be unforgivable for heaven to let such a man with blood and sin on his hands not die.
"Think of me, Shang Yi, traveling across the Mother Universe, holding the Feathered Banner, and breaking into the Extraordinary Central World alone. I am creating miracles. How many people in history can do this? I ended up like this, I am unwilling!"
Shang Yi's soul dimmed and he let out a roar. He was indeed unwilling to accept that a person who had died thousands of years ago had been resurrected and had completely changed everything.
Otherwise, he would become an extraordinary person today, and in the future he would reach the realm of true saint, and his future would be extremely bright. But in one day, everything would be in vain!
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