Chapter 176: Heaven-Piercing Sword Thoughts, Kill All Evil!!

"Shen Xi! Shen Xi!"

The blood-red faces, angry, twisted, and screaming, crawled out of the sword-wielding monument!

The piercing screams made the people around numb.

Countless blood fountains gushed, endless blood mist filled the air, and billions of bloody faces suddenly condensed into a thousand-foot-long blood-red giant sword in the air.

This sword was filled with blood and murderous intent!

Every face was still screaming sharply on the sword!

"Shen Xi, give me justice!"

One billion bloody faces kept shouting these six words, and the thousand-foot-long giant sword trembled, shaking off the majestic blood mist, dyeing the bodies of the 100,000 sword cultivators and 500,000 sect guards below red!

This place is at the edge of the heaven, far away from the Shen Xi Palace, but the countless eyes on the thousand-foot-long blood-red giant sword accurately locked the direction of the palace and burst out all the murderous intent.

It wants to kill Shen Xi!

This terrifying demonic thought was released, like countless blood swords, piercing everyone's heart.

"It's done!" Ye Qingtian smiled with his eyes blazing, "All the sect guards, students of the Imperial Temple! You are the heroes of the times! I order you... to retreat!"

From You Fengya's announcement of the imperial decree to the overthrow of the Sword Dao Monument, it took only half an hour to complete!

Although the conflict with the sword cultivator was fierce, it did not delay time, and it was all under Ye Qingtian's control.

At his command, whether it was the students of the Imperial Temple or the sect guards, they all took the time to retreat like a tide, with smiles on their faces.

"One billion grudges, peerless sword demon! Release your grievances as much as you can, and let tens of millions of people in this heaven be stained with your sword blood!" You Fengya looked at the bloody giant sword and smiled coldly, "You can at least kill tens of millions of people! Remember, all sins must be counted on Shen Xi's head!"

They can all clearly feel how terrifying the bloody sword demon's violent killing thoughts are under the leadership of the 'Hell's Grudge'!

They achieved their goal and retreated with joy!

After the Sword Dao Divine Monument fell, the faith in the hearts of the 100,000 sword cultivators also collapsed.

For a moment, they stood in shock in this blood-colored shadow, looking at the blood-fog-filled sword monster in the sky, their eyes bloodshot and confused.

"Ancestor, it has become a monster..."

Is the resentment of one billion unwillingness too heavy?

"Shen Xi, die! Shen Xi, die!"

The blood-colored giant sword is still extracting the last wronged soul of the Sword Dao Divine Monument.

This kind of cruel thought will inevitably lead to a massacre soon.

"Sword Saint!" Nangong Xi's eyes were red, and he said in a sad voice: "Why can they focus the resentment of the ancestors on Your Majesty just by falsely conveying the imperial decree?"

"These are just resentful souls, not real souls, and only hatred is left..." Sun Jiansheng trembled, "But, to make their hatred concentrated to such an extent, there must be something we don't know about it!"

"What should we do?" Youyue asked coldly.

"Stop it! Wait for His Majesty to arrive!"

Sword Saint Sun said, and he soared into the air in a gray robe.

Nangong Xi and other sword cultivators all came to his side, blocking the blood-colored sword monster with their flesh and blood.

"We must not let it hurt the people..."

In this chaotic situation, the people are easily misled. No matter what the truth is, this sword monster shouts Shen Xi's name to kill people. Once there are too many casualties, it will be difficult to explain. At that time, it doesn't matter whether it is a "false imperial decree". As long as Shen Xi is criticized, the Qingye faction will definitely guide public opinion and support Ye Qingtian to ascend the throne and restore the Qingye Immortal Kingdom!

The Qingye faction is too wide!

On many levels, they control the right to speak.

"Half an hour ago, tens of millions of demons surrounded Lingbao Tiangong and the major casinos in the heavens and made trouble. They demanded the return of their bets on the grounds that the fairy country hid Yun Xiao's strength and cheated money. It was a big mess and forced the Jiuxiao fairy army over. Your Majesty is probably dealing with things over there..." Su Lianlian said in a deep voice.

"This is a feint to the east and attack in the west! These people are really connected to the blood of demons!"

The Yongle Demon Emperor was killed, and the Demon State still came to participate in the first fairy war. There must be unpredictable tricks.

"The grudges of the ancestors were used. If they are not handled properly, there will be millions of floating corpses! Hold on!" As soon as Sun Jiansheng said this, 100,000 sword cultivators held the sword spirits, their hands trembling, their eyes full of mixed feelings, looking at the ancestors with distorted faces on the sword demon, and their hearts were extremely sad.

Boom!

At this moment, the blood-colored sword demon was completely formed, its cry became more shrill, and its killing intent became more majestic!

After the 100,000 sword cultivators, the crowd that had just watched had been frightened out of their wits, and they were running away with their families.

"Did Shen Xi really anger the ancestors of the sword cultivators?"

They didn't want to believe it.

But why did these 1 billion angry souls target her?

They saw with their own eyes that it was the students of the Imperial Temple who overturned the Sword Dao Divine Stele under orders, but who should the people who didn't see it with their own eyes believe?

If this goes on, 99% of the heavenly cultivators will only see the sword demon shouting Shen Xi's name and slaughtering.

That's seeing is believing!

"Get out of here!"

The eyes of countless ancestors were projected on this group of sword cultivators, and the blood was surging.

"Please calm down, ancestors! The one who dug the stele without justice was Ye Qingtian, not Shen Xi!" Sun Jiansheng shouted.

Deep in the core of the sword demon, a black mist surged, and the voices of the resentful spirits of hell were like ghosts.

"Those who protect Shen Xi will also die!"

Boom!

The blood-colored sword demon's giant sword shook, and it rolled up a blood mist, and rushed towards the descendants of the sword cultivators!

"Ancestor!!"

The hundred thousand sword cultivators were terrified and sad, but they still raised their sword spirits and rushed towards the blood-colored sword demon to stop it.

"Has the ancestor been so resentful that he even killed his descendants..."

They were very sad.

But behind them was the human world of heaven, they had no choice but to do it!

"Ancestors, I have only one life left, I only hope that my humble blood can awaken the ancestors' thoughts!"

"Sword cultivators should raise their swords to kill evil, don't let others use them, kill good people, and make mistakes forever!"

Sun Jiansheng's gray robe rolled, his eyes bloodshot, and rushed towards the bloody sword monster.

"Ancestors!"

One hundred thousand sword cultivators followed the old man, like moths to a flame, just for a possibility.

They believe in swords!

The sword is the connection between them.

It is also the resonance of the thoughts of ancestors and descendants!

Sun Jiansheng worshipped the sword god monument since he was a child, and it has been ninety-three years now, day and night, and he has never left.

They are all believers of the sword!

Their bodies are just like stars in front of this thousand-foot sword monster, which can be extinguished with a breath.

Of course, their eyes were blazing!

These blazing eyes, and pure sword spirits, pounced on the vicious sword demon!

"Kill all these flies!" The sword demon's internal black fog was ferocious.

The sword demon's blood sword vibrated, and the killing intent was locked!

But at this moment, the one billion faces twisted.

They saw the sword spirit, the descendants, and themselves as they were back then!

"No! No! No!"

The sword demon trembled and suddenly turned the direction of the sword tip.

In an instant, it passed by the 100,000 sword cultivators without hurting any descendants!

"The ancestor still has thoughts!" Sun Jiansheng was stunned for a moment, tears welling up in his eyes.

"What's the situation? Where are the resentful spirits in hell?" Ye Qingtian looked coldly at Li Shishi beside him.

They were still watching the show from a distance!

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the one billion resentful spirits do have some obsessions. It's okay if the sword demon doesn't kill the descendants. It only needs to slaughter the heavens and severely injure Shen Xi!" Li Shishi explained. →

"Whether it's a serious injury to the body or reputation, it's fatal to Shen Xi!" You Fengya laughed coldly.

From this moment on, they stopped pretending and showed their cards!

No matter what the situation is, as long as the Sword Dao Divine Monument becomes a demon and kills randomly, no matter how Shen Xi is hurt, they will cooperate with the demon clan to seize power!

As soon as the voice fell, Mu Tianshi suddenly frowned and said, "Shen Xi is coming!"

"So fast! Lingbao Tiangong doesn't care?" Ye Qingtian sneered.

"It's okay, she can't do anything to this sword demon, but will stimulate its ferocity! As long as the resentment of this sword demon is not extinguished, it will be immortal!" Li Shishi said.

"The resentful spirits of hell are really good things! Shen Xi does not belong to the hell of hell, she must not know that there are such deadly things in this world!" Ye Qingli sneered.

Boom!

While they were watching the show with a sneer, a golden-red figure had already slammed into the sword demon!

"Your Majesty is here!"

The originally nervous heavenly cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

In the sky, blood-red thunder roared, covering the sky and forming a dense lightning net, blocking the blood-red sword demon!

Seeing this blood-red figure, the sword demon went completely crazy!

"Shen Xi, give me justice!"

One billion faces twisted again!

They even stretched out blood-stained arms from the swords and grabbed Shen Xi, each arm scratching like drowning!

Shen Xi's face was wrapped in dense thunder, and his expression could not be seen.

Boom——

The next moment, the sword demon was like a super sword spirit, spinning wildly, rolling into a blood-red storm of thousands of feet, and countless blood mists gathered into rain, splashing on the streets and buildings, corroding blood pits!

Clang!

The sword demon screamed and stabbed Shen Xi in the air!

Boom!

The Heavenly Primordial Bell appeared and blocked Shen Xi!

A deafening explosion!

The sword bells collided, the light was dazzling, the Hunyuan bell in the heavenly realm vibrated and roared, and the piercing bell sound spread throughout the heavenly realm!

Boom boom boom!

The huge bell pressed down on Shen Xi, and one person and one bell smashed down, and the buildings of five streets were crushed into powder, and the earth shook and cracked!

Fortunately, the people in the heavenly realm evacuated first!

Just from this scene, we can see that the destructive power of the sword monster can be seen!

Resentment becomes a monster, the strongest!

Even Ye Qingtian and others were extremely shocked when they saw this, and then they laughed.

The lethality of the sword monster was still beyond their expectations!

"Your Majesty has been suppressed!"

"It's bad..."

The crowd was nervous.

"Shen Xi, die! Die!"

"You have taken away my justice, destroyed my foundation, and killed my people's livelihood. You deserve to die!"

The sword monster rolled up the blood mist in the sky, continued to scream, and killed from the sky, pointing the sword at Shen Xi!

Countless blood rains had formed a downpour, sweeping across the entire heaven. The sword demon's curse on Shen Xi also spread.

"What did your majesty do?"

"I have a brother who works in the Ministry of Rites who said that she insisted on issuing an imperial decree to force the prime minister to dig up the sword god monument!"

"Why did she do that?"

"I don't know! I only know that the 1 billion sword cultivator ancestors were forced to become monsters. They were obviously heroes of the human race, but they became monsters. Alas! The ancestors hated her so much, she must have been wrong! Otherwise, could the souls of 1 billion guardians recognize the wrong person?"

"Sad! Sad!"

Public opinion is another battlefield!

And in this battlefield, the slaughter of the people's hearts by the Qingye faction is overwhelming and even more terrifying!

Even if some people are extremely confused, they can't defend themselves in the face of the provoked public anger.

There is no doubt that this moment is the most challenging moment since Shen Xi ascended the throne!

There is only one hour left before the First Immortal War melee, and there is indeed an insurmountable gap in front of us!

Boom!

The woman in the dragon robe pushed away the Hunyuan Bell of the Heaven Realm, then raised two thunderous giant arms, suddenly grabbed the bloody sword demon, and blocked the prosperous Heaven Realm behind her with the body of a woman!

Sizzle!

The bloody sword demon trembled violently, its giant thunder arm rubbed against the bloody sword body, and countless thunder and lightning flashes erupted. The sword demon's billions of faces looked at her ferociously, and kept yelling and cursing. Thousands of anger was cast on her, a woman!

And she bore it all without saying a word.

"Kill her!"

"Once she dies, the world will be at peace!"

Ye Qingtian, You Fengya, Li Shishi and others were full of expectations, hoping to get a surprise tonight.

Take other people’s ancestors and kill their descendants!

Effortless!

So cool!

Sizzle!

The bloody giant sword kept breaking through the giant thunder arm, stabbing into Shen Xi's flesh and blood body bit by bit!

"Empress Shen Xi, the one who brought disaster to the country and the people, must die!"

The students from the Imperial Ancestral Temple laughed and shouted wildly.

"Humans and demons can survive, but Shen Xi must die!"

The five hundred thousand divine guards of the sect shouted out the slogans they were familiar with back then.

At this moment when the whole world collapsed, a figure in white suddenly appeared in front of Shen Xi!

Zheng!

His eyes were calm, and he stretched out a cyan sword soul and pressed it against the sword edge of the billion sword demon...

This white shadow appeared where he shouldn't have appeared.

The eyes of the girl in dragon robes wrapped in bloody thunder behind her suddenly trembled.

"Yun Xiao?!"

Sun Jiansheng, Su Lianlian and others were stunned.

Ye Qingtian, Li Shishi and others looked hard, but soon they laughed, "Buy one, get one free?"

This is great!

All must die!

"There is something inside." Yun Xiao said softly to the woman behind him without turning around.

"What..." She was still kept in the dark.

"Leave it to me!"

After Yun Xiao said these three words, his eyes were filled with fire, and he faced this sword demon with monstrous murderous thoughts!

No one would think that he could solve the biggest problem in history!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The bloody giant sword and the bloody faces looked at Yun Xiao angrily.

A thousand-foot giant sword actually trembled in front of a three-foot green sword!

"Ancestor!"

Yun Xiao looked at the struggling faces. He suddenly let go of his sword and pressed his chest against the tip of the huge, sharp sword!

clank!

The sword demon burst out countless blood mist, but its sword body was retreating!

"Get out of the way!!" One billion ancestors struggled.

They wouldn't kill those 100,000 sword cultivators, let alone Yun Xiao.

Yun Xiao had a deep resonance with them when he realized the Seven Killing Swords of the Big Dipper that night!

This kind of resonance far exceeds thousands of years of kneeling and worshiping. Even if it is a remnant soul or an innocent soul, they have found hope in Yun Xiao and regard it as their future.

"Kill him!" The black mist roared in the depths of the blood demon.

However, when Yun Xiao reached out and hugged the tip of the sword, tears fell from the billions of faces.

"Look!"

Yun Xiao's eyes were red. He was holding the huge sword demon with one hand and playing with the Heaven Burying Sword Soul with the other.

"Yaoguang, Kaiyang, Tianquan..."

The Heaven Burying Sword Spirit changes its sword movements.

"Sword cultivator has a future, a legacy, and me!"

Every sword in Yun Xiao's hand is like a gorgeous flower in the night sky, changing colors of brilliance.

Buzz!

He put away his sword, put his palms on the faces, and touched them with a thick voice!

"Ancestors! Thousands of generations of inheritance can't erase your will, so why are you afraid of evil thoughts? The obsession that has traveled through the ages has been exposed to the sun and rain, and will never be extinguished. How can you be afraid of evil spirits and troubles! The Sword Dao Monument is just a sustenance for one's life. , the rise of swordsmanship and eternal prosperity are the ways for us to avoid reincarnation!"

Yun Xiao's eyes were burning!

Above the sky, he knelt down in front of the sword demon and said with a deep voice and the anger of the ages: "Please the ancestors of swordsmanship, see clearly the confusion, distinguish the filthy demons, and protect the future generations! Please defy the fate of the ancestors." , give us sword cultivators a chance! Please lead me to use the Heavenly Sword Mind to kill all the evil and lackeys!”

"Woooo..."

The bloody sword demon trembled wildly, and a billion faces slowly became freed from the rage.

They shed soul tears and looked at this young man with deep and desolate eyes!

Yes!

They remembered.

They had waited so hard for this day, and their obsession with repairing and reviving the sword had long been pinned on them!

The young man in front of me is a perfect dream!

"Kill him! Quick!"

Within the body of the bloody sword demon, the black mist kept moving around, screaming angrily. However, no matter how it stimulated it, the sword demon remained as calm as water.

Even when Shen Xi let go of the giant thunder arm, it stopped moving.

"Please ancestors clear the way!" Yun Xiao held the Heavenly Burial Sword Soul, his eyes bursting with divine light.

Click, click, click!

The ferocious sword demon suddenly split in half!

Yun Xiao's eyes turned cold. Sure enough, he saw a black mist at the core of the sword demon!

Whoosh!

The Sky Burying Sword Soul flew away, instantly piercing through the resentful spirit from hell!

"Well……"

The wraith from hell struggled for a while, and then Qi Jue dissipated.

Buzz!

The bloody sword demon completely dispersed and turned into a bloody vortex like a sky cloud, swirling around Yun Xiao, and the faces of each one completely softened!

The murderous intention is lifted!

In a short period of time, the monstrous calamity was gone!

A conspiracy that was about to take off was strangled in the cradle in an instant!

boom!

One Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivators, with blazing eyes, raised their arms and shouted!

Sun Jiansheng, Nangong Xi and others knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes!

The heavenly cultivator in the distance, halfway through his escape, turned back to look at this scene in astonishment, his heart turned upside down.

Even if they don't know the truth yet, they know that they are safe.

Is it Yun Xiao who can turn the tide on his own?

It’s hard to say.

The ancestors risked their lives, but the perseverance in their lingering memories and the love for the descendants are the foundation...

There was only a group of people whose expressions changed drastically!

"How is this possible? How could these residual thoughts be awakened by him! Those are the evil spirits from hell that are taking the lead!!" Master Li's face was distorted, and a monkey face emerged.

Ye Qingtian, You Fengya, Mu Tianshi and others all turned pale on the spot!

"Trouble!"

Dozens of heavenly clan kings looked at each other, their expressions uglier than the last.