Chapter 943 All Things in Life

While in the 720th floor, Jing Jiu's thin metal wires killed countless monsters.

At this time, he took Huaxi to an open area, and there were too many monsters to face, so it was inconvenient to use that cage method.

A method similar to long-range sniping is more suitable for the current situation, and he also likes to do it.

Those monsters are so ugly, it's best not to let them rush in front of your eyes.

This kind of method is not Qingrongfeng's unprovoked sword art, because of the cyan light rope on his wrist, now he doesn't know the Qingshan sword way at all, just follow the method Xueji taught him, and use the advantages of this special body to the extreme.

The monsters who came to the junction first turned into pieces, frozen into snow particles by the cold wind, and then new monsters appeared in other places.

Jing Jiu turned around and stretched out his fingers towards those places, and clicked them out.

Monsters appeared in many places on the outskirts of Wushan City.

He kept changing directions.

Huaxi hugged Xueji, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and followed him in circles.

It didn't take long before she couldn't keep up with his speed, and pitifully retreated a little further away, sitting next to Monk Huanxi.

She didn't know who this young monk like a dancer was, but she knew that he was definitely not an enemy.

When the sea of ​​dark things invaded, all human beings were not enemies, but companions and comrades-in-arms.

Huanxi Monk's body became a little stiff, he didn't dare to look at Xue Ji in her arms, so he could only stare at Jing Jiu.

At this time, Jing Jiu has become a spinning top, more precisely, it should be like a self-propelled weapon launch platform with no dead angle and all directions.

The cold wind howled, and he kept turning on the basketball court. His fingers were like gun barrels, constantly spraying out bullets... Of course, there were no real bullets, just metal wires protruding out at an unimaginable speed. I don’t know how he was able to make the metal wires grow and withdraw from the index finger so fast, and he could keep the wires straight and not change due to the rotation.

He turned faster and faster, dragging out countless blue afterimages, and then those afterimages also disappeared, as if they were still in the satellite image.

Only the breeze that was cut into shreds and the monsters that were chopped up everywhere outside Wushan City proved that he was not really still.

In the northwest direction more than twenty kilometers away, the monsters that appeared in the hub station later were cut into pieces, and then frozen into ice particles by the severe cold.

At the entrance of a tunnel somewhere in the east, fragments of corpses of countless monsters gradually accumulated, half of the entrance was already blocked.

In the southern urban area, beast tides kept rushing past the building of the Third Administrative Office, and then fell down like a waterfall, as if someone was throwing paper money.

In the mountains, in the fields, and in the streets and alleys, countless monsters kept dying under invisible metal wires.

With the basketball court as the center, a circular area of ​​more than twenty kilometers is formed, and no monster can enter it.

Outside the line of this huge circular area, there are fragments of monster corpses everywhere, frozen by the severe cold, looking like coal piles.

No, those are not coal, it should be more like silver charcoal.

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This picture is really spectacular, it clearly appeared on the satellite picture, and then it was transmitted to various places in the universe.

There were continuous applause and whispers on the Lieyang battleship.

There are thousands of warships outside the Tianhuo Industrial Base. Except for the team that melts the cracks in the space, everyone is staring at the light curtain, nervous and excited.

Sword Immortal Ensheng sat up from the medical cabin a long time ago, looked at the boy in blue on the basketball court, looked at his fingers, thoughtfully.

On the other side of the space passage, at the distant stargate base, the priestess knelt on the futon, watched the picture on the light curtain, and prayed silently. In the second-floor base guest house that was temporarily changed to the investigation department, Bishop Taiyang, Patriarch Xia and others looked at the boy on the light screen in shock and were speechless. They didn't understand why the god changed to an ordinary face, but thinking that it was a god, they seemed to think everything was understandable.

On the more distant main star, Ada jumped from the tree to Zhao Layue's side, and continued to stare outside the cliff.

At some point in the sky outside the cliff, a light curtain appeared.

The blue-clothed boy was killing all directions on the basketball court.

Zhao Layue put her hand on Ah Da's back and rubbed it lightly.

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Monk Huanxi was the closest, so of course he could see it most clearly.

Jing Jiu was right in front of his eyes, firing at the entire planet.

If those metal wires protruding from his index finger can be understood as the uninterrupted rain of bullets.

Monk Huanxi saw many details, but did not feel any fluctuation of sword intent, and made his judgment clear. Patriarch Qingshan and that girl, including him, have not been able to find Jing Jiu, because he forcibly lowered his consciousness. Another way of describing it is - forcibly reducing intelligence.

The cyan light cord on Jing Jiu's wrist is still so peaceful until now. Because now he is still in a state of semi-hibernation, or a living dead, so as not to be restrained by the Chengtian Sword.

From this, he deduced more conclusions - His Majesty did not go to the Sea of ​​Dark Matters, but stayed here, so it turned out to be to subdue the sword.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the doll wrapped in red cloth in Huaxi's arms, his mood became very complicated.

The number of monsters on the entire planet is too numerous to count, and as time goes by, there will only be more and more monsters.

More importantly, the nine dark beings suspended at the edge of the atmosphere did not move at all, but kept exuding a cold and silent aura, as if they wanted to observe Jing Jiu by sacrificing these monsters, and at the same time consume Jing Jiu's spirit.

The monster rushed in like a black tide, and then stopped more than 20 kilometers away, as if being shattered by a reef, turning into a snow-like existence.

There are endless mountains and plains, how long can Jing Jiu last, and can he defeat those who are in the dark?

At this moment, a breeze passed by his body, without being cut into pieces, lifted a corner of the red cloth hanging from Huaxi's arms.

Chilling Cicada suddenly spread its translucent white wings on the basket, flapping them non-stop, making a buzzing sound.

Monk Huanxi noticed its existence, but he was knowledgeable and well-informed, but he couldn't recognize what this white jade worm-like thing was. Immediately afterwards, he felt something tiny in the surrounding sky vibrating and emitting breath fluctuations, but he still didn't know what it was.

Those mosquitoes quietly killed an unknown number of Blood Thumbs on the periphery, and at this moment they stood still in place.

A voice suddenly sounded around the basketball court, or more precisely, countless voices sounded at the same time. Those voices resounded from various places, but it seemed that a person was speaking, and it was impossible to judge the source of the sound clearly, which was quite magical.

Huaxi opened her eyes wide and looked around curiously. She was used to her and her brother's voices sounding in this way, but this was the first time she heard such a spectacular voice.

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"Dao Shengyi."

"One life two."

"Two beget three."

Around the basketball court, within a radius of more than 20 kilometers, from the ground to the sky, the same voice sounded.

Countless voices combined together, like the ringing of a bell, resounded through the heavens and the earth, and spread to all parts of the planet.

Through satellites outside the atmosphere and monitoring equipment all over the planet, the sound quickly spread throughout the universe.

The officers and soldiers on the Lieyang battleship were at a loss, but the expression of the middle-aged researcher in the gray plaid shirt Zeng Juyu became dignified.

No matter where they were on the battleship or the main planet, those practitioners who had ascended from the Chaotian Continent, those local strongmen of the Galaxy Alliance all looked very serious, because they vaguely understood that someone was teaching Jing Jiu a lesson.

Who is qualified to teach Jing Jiu? Even if he looks a little autistic like an ordinary boy now?

Those ascenders quickly guessed who the owner of that voice was, but they didn't know where she was.

The powerhouses in this universe are all listening to this voice carefully, listening to those words that seem simple but are actually complicated.

Patriarch Qingshan picked up a stone and threw it into the seawater pool in front of him.

Zhao Layue's face was expressionless, and Ada's eyes and pupils shrank slightly. A cyan light and shadow appeared in the dark universe, and Qing'er turned into a little girl.

Chilling stopped flapping its translucent wings, and lay quietly on the basket, listening to these words attentively and earnestly.

Its body is constantly changing between transparent and white.

Monk Huanxi retracted his legs, made a loose lotus seat, closed his eyes, and moved his eyelashes slightly.

Jing Jiu closed his eyes, stood in the light snow, and lowered his right hand.

One life is two, two is three, three is all things, what about all things?

The voice sounded again.

"Everything bears Yin and embraces Yang."

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Everything in life.

All things bear yin and embrace yang.

Yang is nine.

Ninety-nine is one.

All things one.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes, and there was something vaguely in his eyes.

He remembered something.

His name is not Ryan, he doesn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he doesn't like dealing with people, and he doesn't bear any meaning to this world.

Then he remembered something more important, which was that he should not think about these things.

The cyan light rope emitted light and extremely pure sword intent on his wrist.

He closed his eyes and forgot all the things he remembered.

The cyan light rope suddenly tightened, gradually sinking into his body, and seemed to want to tie a knot.

His wrist also became thinner as the cyan light rope tightened.

Correspondingly, his body also began to shrink.

The blue sportswear became wider at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was blown by the cold wind, whistling.

People in the entire universe who saw this scene were shocked and speechless, wondering what is going on?

Not long passed, Jing Jiu opened his eyes.

He turned into a little boy of three or four years old.

The little boy was very good-looking, with innocent eyes and brows. He was wearing a loose tracksuit, like a robe.

As if he was running in the imperial palace of Chaoge City back then.

He raised his right hand, aiming at the snow-covered sky and the nine black suns in the sky.

There was a soft buzz.

A radiant light appeared in his palm, as if a new sun had been born.

Those rays of light are not real rays of light, but countless extremely thin metal wires, which can also be understood as sword strings.

A sword string.

Two sword strings.

Three sword strings.

Thousands of sword strings and ten thousand lights become the sun.

The entire moon-watching planet became absolutely silent at this moment.

Those tides of monsters that were rushing towards Wushan City also seemed to be rapidly frozen by the low temperature, and became still like statues.

That's because the ten thousand sword strings, like sunlight, traveled countless distances in an instant, pierced through all the monsters, and cut them into pieces.

Even the monsters far below the horizon were dead.

Those sword strings are not real light, they travel freely between the sky and the earth, and everything they pass is pierced and then cut off.

The words Xue Ji said may be to wake him up and ask him to kill all the monsters with the unique knowledge of Qingshan swordsmanship, so as to save time.

But at the last moment he chose to refuse, and now he is still not using the Qingshan Sword.

A more accurate description of those thin metal wires should be the heavy ion cannon—the method he used to kill General Li in the galaxy outside the fog.

Thousands of heavy particle cannons fired at the same time, killing all the monsters on the surface of the planet.

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Dilapidated basketball court.

The monk sitting cross-legged, with his upper body covered in scars, was naked.

The ignorant little girl is holding a doll wrapped in red cloth.

Light snow kept falling.

There are nine black suns in the sky.

The little boy's blue sportswear fell to the ground, his sleeves fell to his shoulders, his slender right arm was facing the sky, and the palm of his hand radiated thousands of rays of light.

This picture appears on the light curtains all over the universe, and it is destined to remain in the memory of countless people until the day they die, or the day when human beings become extinct.

On the viewing platform, Zhong Lizi was obsessed with watching, Jiang Yuxia kept giggling, Ran Handong stared round and shouted "It's so cool, but why are you rejuvenated?" Liu Ada yawned, wondering if he still wants to keep the balance of quality? Zhao Layue was expressionless, but her eyes were full of smiles.

In the Stargate base, the priestess dipped her fingers in clear water and wrote scriptures on the ground, her heart filled with peaceful joy. Bishop Taiyang, Patriarch Xia and others knelt down in front of the little boy on the light curtain at the place where they were being held, expressing their admiration to the gods across countless light years.

On the Lieyang battleship, Jiang Zhixing, other officers, soldiers, and researchers were dumbfounded. Zeng Ju was thoughtful, and the middle-aged researcher in a gray plaid shirt seemed to be enlightened, each with his own thoughts and emotions.

The sea water on the ancestral star slowly flooded the beach, and the monkeys kept screaming in the coconut grove, just like Zhuo Rusui's mood at the moment, seeing Jing Jiu kill all the monsters with his own eyes, he felt so ridiculous, turned his head to look at the ancestor and said, "Is this also possible?"