Chapter 1836: As if Worshipping Me

The mountain breeze is too cold.

On the stone steps going up the mountain, the Taiping Ghost Chaos masked in black scarf stood like a statue, which was more rigid than the statues in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Gods.

"The mission of glory has been awarded, why don't you go after him?" Shegu Yu's voice suddenly sounded, colder than the mountain wind.

Jiang Wang jumped out of the mirror, and the mirror was hidden in Zhu Dali's arms, and was also brought into the Chai family's old house by Zhu Dali... This information will not be ignored.

Logically speaking, Zhu Dali is the one who should prove himself the most. But he stood here quietly.

"Ah?" Taiping Guizha was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize the problem, and said sadly: "The leader of the Yellow River, the first inner palace, the Marquis of Wu'an... there are too many people, I don't know who to kill."

Thousands of words, but only one sentence I don’t know.

have no idea.

Before meeting the Taoist Master of Taiping, how did he, Zhu Dali, know what "Tao" was?

Nothing more than a muddleheaded life, living day by day.

The man named Jiang Wang may be a messenger, maybe not.

The Taiping God Wind Seal has also disappeared. It seems that it existed, but it seems that it has never existed.

But the sword skills I learned from Taiping Baolu are still there.

I can still recall the wonderful feeling of fighting when the Tao Master was distracted.

I still remember the feeling of defeating the cult and killing the evil god for the first time...

I have a peaceful career in my heart, and I am fighting for power and profit in worldly matters!

What do you want in this life?

Nothing more than... "Looking at the bright moon in the long night, praying for peace for the common people."

He thought that the Way of Peace must exist, somewhere in this world, and the ideal of world peace would definitely be realized.

"Yes." Sheguyu seemed to be touched by Taiping Guizhao's answer, and said: "There are too many people, too many gods, and too many demons in this world."

"I'm so strong, it's useless to go." Zhu Dali said: "What about you, why don't you go after him?"

She Guyu's voice fell on the stone steps: "As far as the demon clan is concerned, our sins are unforgivable. What's the difference between me and him?"

She didn't hide it and said: "Of course, he is dangerous, which is one of the reasons."

So they were silent again.

The silence continued in the mountain breeze, but was broken by the waves in the sea of ​​gods.

The golden platform made of divine power shines brightly here. There are two terrifying shadows in the bright light, which are solidifying, and the wind is rising suddenly——

The real demon is coming!

"I want to live." Sheguyu suddenly said.

"I wanted to live, so I killed them all."

"I don't know why I want to live, but I want to live."

As she said this, she stood up with two swords in hand. The red streaks on her body flashed, and she jumped out of the sacred mountain.

Zhu Dali thought for a moment and realized that Sheguyu was answering the question he had asked before - why he killed his relatives.

Want to live.

Not participating in the pursuit of Jiang Wang, he also wanted to live.

Now that the real demon has come to the world, he immediately decides to escape because he also wants to live. She has no background to rely on, and her evil reputation is passed down from generation to generation. No one will jump out and say anything if she is easily eliminated by any real demon.

It’s such a simple reason to want to live.

As for why you have to kill your own relatives if you want to live, what is the logic in this, and what are the specific reasons... It doesn't seem to be important anymore.

Sheguyu just gave Taiping Gui an answer.

I didn't intend to convince anyone.

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Want to live!

To survive is the greatest instinct of life.

Jiang Wang knew that he was invincible and could not be surrounded, so after his plan to light the Heavenly Demon Altar failed, his first choice was to leave the sacred mountain. As long as the pursuit and escape process unfolds, and the pursuer's speed is fast or slow, various spaces will naturally appear.

Of course, whether you can grasp it or not is a matter of two opinions...

The punch Shu Jialan gave before his death was too hard!

The seal of the Zhiwen Bell failed to be unlocked, and a series of corresponding battle plans also collapsed.

The body, which had never recovered, once again returned to a state of serious injury.

He used Shu Jialan's body to restrain Zhu Lanruo, jumped up into the air to draw out Lu Qilang's sword, then turned around and fell down to escape down the mountain.

It doesn't matter whether you go up or down the mountain, it's just a matter of chance. If you stay away from the Conferred God Platform, there are endless possibilities.

But both Lu Qilang and Zhu Lanruo are the chosen ones. They possess the will of a strong man and have no lack of fighting wisdom, so they cannot always be led by him.

If Jiang Wang jumped out of the red makeup mirror, he still had the advantage of knowing himself and his enemy. After killing Shu Jialan and Yang Yu one after another, his methods were also discovered!

At this moment, Spider Lanruo was standing in the Fountain of Youth, with a drop of blood jumping on the broken string, which lay horizontally in front of her.

She has a pair of eyes that can capture cause and effect. In her opinion, Jiang Wangqiang is strong, but he has not yet reached the level of sweeping the Demon King of Tianbang.

Yang Yu and Shu Jialan died in battle one after another.

Although the reason lies in Jiang Wang, although it also lies in Zhiwen Zhong, and in their choices in battle, it is also the inertia of history!

They have died twice, and both times they were retrieved by time.

The cause of death is already there, and the consequences of death are early.

Without the continuous intervention of the great Bodhisattva behind them, in this divine world, they would sooner or later be swallowed up by the backlash that could reverse life and death. Unfortunately, there is no evil in the world of Shenxiao at this time.

The genius of the human race came from the mountain, and she greeted him on the mountainside.

The dead fountain of youth cannot nourish her, but it can give her strength.

The blood beads on the broken string were smooth and visible, and actually reflected the figure of the blue-robed monk in miniature.

So the flashes of swords, spears, and arrows that followed the sound of the zither…all hit Jiang Wang’s body with precision. No matter how ethereal and unpredictable his body movements were, none of them missed.

In front of him at this moment were Zhu Lanruo and the Fountain of Youth.

Behind him were Lu Qilang and Ling Xihua.

The attack transformed by the sound of the zither was nowhere to be avoided. He crushed dozens of blue clouds and approached the limit of his body movements in an instant, but was still surrounded by the sound killing technique.

It seemed that the cause and effect were destined!

Such an attack was undoubtedly despairing.

But Jiang Wang’s eternal red-gold eyes only stared at Zhu Lanruo’s glittering eyes.

Zhu Lanruo couldn’t really achieve the cause and effect, otherwise she would have been destined to let Duanxian cut her neck directly, so why bother with this extra attack?

According to previous observations, her magical powers can transfer cause and effect, and can also change the wrong results and get a good start again.

If she is led astray.

She can still turn around and make another choice.

What a tricky enemy.

At this moment, Jiang Wang's ears glowed with a clear light, showing a jade color.

In the state of the voice-hearing fairy, he opened the ears of Guanzizai again!

At this moment, all the sword lights, sword lights, gun gleams and flying arrows have clear tracks in the world of the voice-hearing.

Zhu Lanruo's appearance is naturally beautiful, and her figure is impeccable.

But Jiang Wang only looked at her eyes, and observed only the vital points.

"Those who block me... die!"

This sound was like thunder, rolling out, sweeping away the sword lights, sword lights, gun gleams and flying arrows...!

The thunder sound of the Vajra of the Outer Dao!

But the situation was not safe.

In the process of Jiang Wang's swooping down to kill Zhu Lanruo, he suddenly turned around in mid-air, and with the power of the spinning body, he pulled a sword horizontally.

Thousands of sword threads have crossed the sky, and the world is turned into frost and snow!

The endless sword energy threads are like the moon in the world, which is cast back into the light of the sky.

Because at this moment, the rainstorm fell!

Lu Qilang's sword came flying from the sky, just at the moment when Jiang Wang used thunder sound to break the sound of the piano. If he wanted to kill Zhu Lanruo, he would have to die in front of Lu Qilang's sword. So he could only turn around.

The sword light was like a downpour, and the sword silk was like snow in the moonlight.

The two sides collided with each other, strangled in one place, and the sky and the earth were white!

Even if the rolling thick clouds were in the sky, even if the golden sea of ​​clouds was across the sight.

The two long swords had illuminated the sacred mountain.

But there was no sound.

Because the sound of the sword was also transformed into the sword force, and it was also colliding!

The sword light and sword energy were like two well-trained iron-blooded armies, fighting silently together, and the victory or defeat was decided in every subtle place.

"Today I see the ultimate swordsmanship of the gods, how great!" Lu Qilang whistled loudly, and the depression of missing the divine infant was swept away. He couldn't help but show all his life's learning and raised the limit of swordsmanship.

The sword silk in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Wang leaped up, his whole body shrunk into a sword circle, blocking the endless sword light outside his body, and then suddenly turned under the push of the sword light waves. The speed increased to the limit, and he rushed to Ling Xihua who was about to kill Yunhai!

After suddenly crashing into Ling Xihua's door, he stretched his limbs, stood up like a man standing tall, and slashed out the human-shaped sword.

If it were a different environment, if it was on a certain arena, Jiang Wang certainly wouldn't mind fighting Lu Qilang to kill the limit of swordsmanship and explore the end of swordsmanship in this realm.

But now his life is hanging by a thread, what is the point of improving swordsmanship?

Lu Qilang has such qualifications, but he doesn't!

Ling Xihua asked himself that he did nothing wrong in the previous battle, and he also made the most appropriate response based on the changes in the battle. Shu Jialan himself failed to react in time and was caught by Jiang Wang. That was his own problem.

But there is no guarantee that some people with ulterior motives will not throw dirty water on him, Ling Xihua. No matter what, no matter how complicated his emotions were, the spiritual father's road had been opened, and the spirit race would eventually walk in the world, and he would always move forward as a spirit race...

So he still needed to do something to prove himself - it would be best to take off Jiang Wang's head.

Although his speed of going through the sea of ​​clouds was not as fast as Lu Qilang's, he was also determined, and he would attack with all his strength after Lu Qilang and Zhu Lanruo collided.

But even in this world of Shenxiao with infinite possibilities, he did not expect this possibility -

Jiang Wang attacked him with all his strength first!

And at the critical moment when he was seriously injured and fled in a panic, he attacked him again!

This sword force was like a surging crowd.

Ling Xihua just came out of the sea of ​​clouds, and saw a vast sea of ​​people, all coming here!

A pair of bone spears instinctively blocked in front of him, and the black spirit flames spread out to form a huge curtain.

But a red line of fire passed over the sword tip, and the bright sword landed on the Lingyan Curtain, with only a sound of tearing silk, and it went straight in without any hindrance!

Obviously, Jiang Wang stepped on the Samadhi True Fire and stepped on the Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Net, and did not damage the Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Net at all.

Obviously, the Lingyan and the Samadhi True Fire could still hold each other in a stalemate, but now the pure Lingyan Curtain was burned through in an instant! ?

Ling Xihua realized at this moment that in the previous life-and-death fight, Jiang Wang had actually set up a very tempting trap. This terrible opponent had clearly seen through the Lingyan and could easily disintegrate the Lingyan like burning Yang Yu's defense, but he still deliberately held him in a stalemate. It was for this moment -

He wanted to kill me, not just to gain a momentary advantage or grab a little advantage!

Such a thought brought Ling Xihua the fear of facing life and death. At this moment, all the bone spears on his half body jumped up, broke away from his body, and burned the flames on the front. The spears were thrown like heavy rain, madly in all directions!

The monk in green clothes and frost came tearing through the flame curtain, and Jiang Wang with his long sword unsheathed looked as straight as a murderous god! In the rain of bone spear flames that cover all directions indiscriminately, keep moving forward!

hiss!

A bone spear penetrated the abdomen, and a bit of residual flame flew out of the body.

The pain of Ling Yan burning his body and soul at the same time made Jiang Wang's forehead throb with veins.

But he deliberately landed in this position, chose to be pierced through the abdomen by this bone spear, and chose to suffer the burning pain of this spiritual flame, just to gain more!

Sauvignon Blanc, which was surrounded by the line of fire, was slashed horizontally with one sword, blocking Ling Xihua's waist!

At this critical moment, Ling Xihua also showed top-notch reflexes. His body exploded into a ball of black magic mist.

The Burning Sword slashed across and instantly destroyed a large amount of magic mist, but after all, there was still some remaining.

But Jiang Wang could no longer add another blow to his sword, so he secretly murmured a pity, endured the severe pain, and quickly burned the spirit flame in his abdomen with the true fire of samadhi. He flew forward without looking back, flew high, and jumped into the golden sea of ​​clouds. Just avoided Lu Qishilang's sword that penetrated the heart!

The remaining magic mist gathered into Ling Xihua, whose face was pale. She was unstable in the air for a while, so she could only grit her teeth and slowly fly down the mountain road.

Lu Qilang followed him through the sea of ​​clouds, the sound of swords rolling: "The genius of the human race, don't you dare to fight with me in a sword fight?"

In the sea of ​​golden clouds, a painful thunder sound came: "Whenever you come to Zi, I will burn incense, build a platform, and fight with you for a hundred days!"

The sound of thunder struck his ears, and Lu Qilang cut them with the light of his sword. The divine power was flowing in front of him. And there was only a sigh in response to the genius of the human race: "That's what I wish for! It's a pity that you were no longer here at that time!"

Jiang Wang did not go out of the sea of ​​clouds at this time, but swam in the golden sea of ​​divine power, hoping to use the surging divine power to block the pursuit and gain a breathing space for himself.

But Lu Shichiro can always accurately capture his position, and he is obviously faster than he can swim in the divine golden sea!

After all, he is the demon king who has the idea of ​​a divine infant, so he is more fully prepared for divine power.

Jiang Wang jumped out of the golden sea of ​​divine power and saw two phantoms of true demons appearing on the golden god-conferring stage!

What a dead end!

The light of Tianfu was still bright in the golden sea of ​​clouds, but Jiang Wang's hand holding the sword was already cold. Shu Jialan's fist, Ling Xihua's bone spear, the injured body that has never healed since entering the demon world... He manifested his magical power and drove the last of his blood to flow to his limbs and bones.

He suddenly turned around in the golden sea of ​​divine power, struck back with his sword, and the sound of thunder rolled: "I will fight to the death with you now!"

Across the vast sea of ​​golden clouds, Lu Qilang also saw the red-gold eyes of this genius of the human race, and almost caught the blood in those eyes... so he held his sword and faced him.

Although the other party's outcome has been decided.

Although it is said that a real demon will come to the world on our side, I can just watch it calmly.

But facing such a powerful enemy, such an opponent...

Always give the final respect.

The sword must always be named after the sword.

At this moment, the roaring sword intent boils in the body, almost forcing a huge space inside the golden sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, thousands of statues are silent, as if they are worshiping the sword, as if they are worshiping me.

Jinyi Xunxun, Lu Qilang's momentum grew higher and higher. He was full of expectations, almost recalling the joy of lifting the sword for the first time as a child, and was about to face the final peak showdown, capturing the supreme inspiration in life and death——

But the little bald man from Mount Xumi in front of him suddenly pressed a hand seal, a faint light flashed on his body, his aura was condensed like a stubborn stone, and he actually fell!

Falling into the sea of ​​clouds again without looking back. Go down the mountain again!

Several iterations, several struggles, and several hardships.

He actually hasn't given up yet.

He still wants to escape? !