Chapter 119 The Evil Ghost Enters the World
Zhou An almost died just now, or he came back to life after having been dead for a while. This was not the mercy Gu Hua said.
This actually made him see that he had broken through a certain limit and advanced to the fourth level, becoming the Immortal in the Grave.
He didn't know how strong he was now. It was as if he had advanced, but nothing had changed. He was still the same person, as if he was still the monk in the god-transformation stage.
"Do you recognize the Changchun Sword Immortal?" Zhou An asked, hearing Gu Hua say the name of the sword.
Gu Hua smiled: "He and I are close friends, and it was he who made me realize the difference between sword immortals and mortals."
"It's a pity that he, like you, overestimates his capabilities. He insists on seeing the so-called fairy world and finding out the so-called truth. In the end, it is all in vain."
"After so many years, I have figured out something. People don't learn lessons. Even sword immortals are the same. They just follow the same old path of their predecessors over and over again."
"This also leads to certain things in this world repeating themselves over and over again. It's not that history is repeating itself, but that people do the same stupid things at different points in time, which leads to the same results."
"Do you think I am the cause of this catastrophe? Of course not. I don't have that ability. At most, I can only add fuel to the flames and make the destined result come early."
Zhou An just smiled after listening to his words, as if he didn't listen, and said blankly:
"Is right or wrong important? I never care. I only care about which side I stand on and how I should do things. In this way, I have no worries."
"But as a human being in this world, you are standing on the opposite side, but you are looking for trouble. What's the point of explaining so much?"
Gu Hua smiled brightly: "Yes, this is the truth, so I think you will understand it very well."
"But are you really ready to die?"
Zhou An shook his head and looked at Gu Hua, who had fallen to the ground with only half his body left, still talking to himself: "Although I understand, you don't seem to understand. Some things are not meaningless. People have to move forward."
The words fell.
Gu Hua froze, with a horrifying look on his face. He didn't know when half of his body still disappeared, and he didn't notice anything unusual.
Is this an illusion?
no.
Is this true?
Yes.
"Ahhhh!!" Gu Hua suddenly let out a fierce cry, rolling and struggling on the ground, with blood all over the ground.
"Why do you do that!"
"Why do you think so!!"
His voice was unwilling, angry, and full of malice.
The remaining half of the body gradually rotted away, and life passed away bit by bit.
Zhou An retracted his sword, turned around and left. He had just taken two steps when a squirming sound came from behind him. Looking back, he saw that half of Gu Hua's body had already stood up from the ground. It was constantly expanding and growing black hair. , as well as horns and hooves like goats.
His entire body looked like a monster. Perhaps he was already a monster and he didn't even realize it. He only revealed it when he was about to die, hiding it deeply.
Gu Hua let out an earth-shattering howl, similar to the cry of a monkey, but the sound was rougher and penetrated the world.
Zhou An felt it, felt the arrival of that space, not a projection, but a real arrival, coming from far to near, like a cruise ship approaching the coast, becoming more and more real from the darkness.
More wanderers appeared out of thin air in the imperial city, joined the melee, and started killing.
"Zhou An, what can you do even if you kill me? Do you think you can change everything? What's the difference between you and your predecessors, hahaha."
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This can be regarded as their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This is also their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This is also their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers grew louder and louder, with a joking tone. There seemed to be a presence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This can be regarded as their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complex. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This can be regarded as their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This is also their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This can be regarded as their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.
With loud laughter, Gu Hua fell to the ground again, his bloated flesh and blood quickly decaying.
Zhou An swung his sword and slashed away. The sword light penetrated the space and was about to fall on the rotting flesh. A hand stretched out from it and grabbed the sword body.
The arm was also cut off by Zhou An's sword.
"Why are you doing this?" Gu Hua's voice came again. It was obvious that he was not dead yet, he was just pretending to be dead.
This man's mind is extremely complicated. He has lived for too long and is no different from a monster. At this time, he is still thinking about surviving and how to escape from Zhou An.
"You have dragged this world into hell, how can I let you live?"
Zhou An said indifferently, the sword intention was flowing around, and Gu Hua's body completely decayed bit by bit, turning into a dry wooden pile.
"You have to die!" Gu Hua cursed.
at the same time.
Several itinerants appeared around, and they were all killed by his sword.
The number of wanderers in the city is increasing, and Gu Hua's laughter still seems to be echoing in his ears.
More and more monks died. Half of the thousand monks who came from Wuliang Mountain were dead. The corpses of monks were everywhere around the palace. Like Wu San, they died willingly and generously.
Not long after, people from Wangtian Sect also arrived one after another, from the head master to the disciples.
Maybe they would give up when they really reached a desperate situation, but unfortunately it was too late by now.
It seems that it is really what Gu Hua said, this is the way of heaven, this is the law of heaven.
Zhou An's sword intent enveloped half of the imperial city, and thousands of sword shadows were shuttled around, but they still couldn't be killed. There were too many of these wanderers.
After killing one batch, another batch came out, seemingly endless.
And he is heading towards death step by step. With the wanton use of power, the grave is getting closer and closer to him.
Even though every time he kills a wanderer, he will get a piece of life energy, but this is a drop in the bucket for him.
Only then did they realize that the Immortal Mansion had been breached long ago, and all the monks inside were killed, including King Jing'an. This also caused the remaining half of the dragon veins to be almost unable to be suppressed.
Yue Li stood guard in front of Prince Wu'an's Mansion, struggling to support him. However, there were too many enemies, and he was covered in blood and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Zhou An arrived in time, rescued her and Qi Fugui, and brought her to the Golden Palace.
He couldn't care too much and could only stick to one place. In the Jinluan Palace, Qi Fugui could also suppress the remaining half of the dragon veins with his own Ziwei Qi. As long as the luck of the imperial city was still there, the unknown world could not fully come. .
This is why those itinerants planned to break the dragon vein of the imperial city.
At the same time, more and more monks were gathering at the palace, including some of the surviving ministers of the court. They did not intend to leave the imperial city even if they died. Maybe they were truly loyal.
Xuchang took over the palace's formation, stood where Yi Yuxian was before, and used the formation to resist the patrols outside.
This can be regarded as their last line of defense. Once it is breached, everything will be over.
Zhou An sat cross-legged directly above the Jinluan Hall, pointing to the sky with one hand and holding a sword in the other. He looked at the demons and monsters all over the imperial city and shouted: "The Heavenly Code rebels and evil spirits enter the world. I will make sure that you never come back."
As soon as the words fell, the entire imperial city fell into a moment of tranquility, followed by endless anger and ridicule.
All kinds of extremely twisted beings approached the palace step by step, and the next moment they were chopped off by a sword and fell to the ground, like cutting rice.
The sneers were getting louder and louder, with a hint of joking. There seemed to be some existence in the dark, as if watching a play, wanting to know how long Zhou An could hold on.