Chapter 2075 The Spirit of Sword Cultivation

Vertical pupil stared at Gu Qing Shan.

It issued a rapid and strange language, trying to communicate with Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said: "No - I will not invite you here, nor will I provide you with any strength."

The vertical pupil suddenly showed murderous intent.

A colorful thin line shot out from the vertical pupil and stabbed at Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "You don't have the strength to activate that technique, give up."

I saw that around the vertical pupil, the gray mountain kept collapsing downwards.

- Vertical pupil is trying to get enough power from Ash Mountain to form some kind of evil power.

Unfortunately, everything about the eight-armed giant was washed to ashes by time.

If it weren't for the large number of beings sacrificed, even the vertical pupil would not have a chance to be born.

All of this is by mistake.

But the possibility has already appeared, then in this world, the existence of evil nature has obtained a proper "place".

This time it was rejected by Gu Qingshan.

But what about next time?

What choices will those saints who are eager to devote themselves to the new era make?

Gu Qingshan's eyes dimmed.

He grabbed the long-lasting, battle-hardened swords from the void, and leaped forward gently.

Two cold lights crossed.

The vertical pupil was immediately chopped up, submerged in a deep golden glow, and completely disappeared from the prehistoric world.

Gu Qingshan turned around, jumped back to the edge of the deep pit, and retracted his double swords.

He looked a little dejected.

"These saints can't wait to go to the new era, but they don't know that they themselves represent history, and they are the objects to be eliminated in the new era."

"Kneeling down will not be accepted, it will only become food for the other party more quickly."

Gu Qingshan seemed to have some emotional waves, and said to himself:

"A group of ridiculous and ignorant guys who have forgotten their roots and pursued illusory things are already doomed."

"—If that's the case, why should I save such an era?"

He shook his head and turned around.

In front of him, an illusory bronze door appeared.

He put his hand on the bronze door and was about to push it in when he heard a sound behind him.

Gu Qing Shan looked back.

I saw the Changcun sword flying back and forth, and bursts of eager screams broke out, as if there was something to say.

Gu Qingshan lowered his head and thought for a few breaths.

The world was silent, as if waiting for his decision.

For a moment.

His voice resounded in the empty no-man's land:

"The world will fall, but the saints are all thieves, and they will perish on their own. This is the cause and effect of the change of times. Even if I have the power of chaos, I am unwilling to save this world for them."

"All dharmas are extinguished, and cause and effect are not empty, so let everything rotate according to their cause and effect."

After he finished speaking, he was about to push open the door——

At this moment, the Hundred Battles Sword swept over, stayed by his side, and erupted with a roar that shot straight into the sky.

Gu Qingshan was slightly startled.

"What do you want me to see?" he asked.

The Hundred War Sword didn't answer, but kept humming with all his might.

The Changcun Sword also flew to his side, and along with Baizhan, it made a rhythmic sound of the sword.

They seem to be calling for something.

For a moment.

Gu Qingshan sensed an extremely rare situation.

He couldn't help but turn his head slowly and looked towards the void in the distance——

I saw that in the void, there was gradually a rush of light and shadow of nothingness.

These lights and shadows seem to be another world.

"A phase world is overlapping with the main world... what will come?"

Gu Qingshan murmured suspiciously.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly towards the void.

In an instant, the bronze door disappeared.

He turned and walked towards the light and shadow, wanting to see what happened.

The surrounding light and shadow sensed his movements, and the changes suddenly accelerated—

The next moment, the wilderness around Gu Qing Shan disappeared.

Everything becomes invisible.

bright--

In the dark and lonely void, thousands of dim light spots quickly condensed like a storm.

They showed one humanoid existence after another.

Gu Qingshan watched quietly and thought: "Heroic spirits... I remember that there are no heroic spirits in the prehistoric world... After all, this is a very hard road."

I saw the human figures condensed by the light spots floating in the air, densely packed and neatly lined up, all looking towards Gu Qingshan.

They are smiling.

——These are all Heroic Spirits!

Gu Qingshan's eyes wandered among the heroic spirits, and soon saw the sword cultivator.

Bai Zhan Jian flew forward and circled happily around the sword repairer before flying back reluctantly.

That Jianxiu looked at Gu Qingshan with a slight smile, flew out, and waved at all the heroic spirits.

This seems to be a signal-

A Heroic Spirit raised his hand high.

Hundreds of heroic spirits raised their hands one after another.

They seem to be calling for something, and they seem to be waiting for something.

——We had to separate in order to continue the battle, but now the time has come to meet again.

Gu Qingshan's complexion slowly changed, and suddenly he looked up at the sky.

sword!

Flying Sword!

A flying sword galloped from the distant sky with a long whistling sound.

More flying swords are coming!

Thousands of swords are like rain, and thousands of swords make a trip, flying from all over the prehistoric world.

Gu Qingshan's ears sounded one after another of subtle voices:

"The name of the sword is eternal protection, and it will protect all living beings forever, until death;"

"The name of the sword is to break the demons, and the person who holds this sword promises to break the demons;"

"The name of the sword is lonely, although it is lonely, the road is not lonely, it has its own robes;"

"Sword name Su Zhan..."

"Sword Name Long Song..."

"The sword name is Zhuxie..."

"Sword name..."

When these voices sounded, there was a flying sword coming, and it fell in front of Gu Qingshan, exuding a strong sword intent.

Time passed slowly.

Thousands of flying swords all fell in front of Gu Qingshan, motionless, as if they were waiting for his call at any time, and they were going to destroy the demon and kill the enemy.

Gu Qingshan looked around at all the flying swords, and then looked at those heroic spirits.

All the heroic spirits still smiled with Xi and looked at him quietly.

The wind became silent.

It seems that the whole world is waiting for something.

For a moment.

Gu Qingshan sighed and said, "You sword cultivators are obviously already dead..."

He stretched out his hand and held it in the air.

In an instant, millions of long swords exuded endless sword energy, and the sword energy rose into the night, turning into a clanging resonant sound that shook the universe.

The swords left in front of Gu Qingshan, fell behind him one by one, and disappeared into the void.

Henceforth, they will follow him in battle.

Gu Qingshan looked at the heroic spirits and said:

"Your will has been communicated to me. From now on... I will try to save all beings in this world, as well as all people like you."

All the heroic spirits nodded in unison, and their figures gradually became dim, turning into a faint light and disappearing away.

A voice remained in Gu Qingshan's ears:

"Saints... also stand on the side of all beings..."

Immediately afterwards, a scene appeared in Gu Qingshan's mind.

When the picture ended, a gust of wind blew across the sky.

For a time, the sun and the moon were dark, and all traces of the previous battle were completely destroyed by this gust of wind.

Even the huge mountain of ash was completely blown away.

In the giant pit, there is no more ashes of the demon's flesh and blood.

The Heroic Spirits covered everything up.

This is a good thing for Gu Qing Shan.

The wind howled.

——The realm of phase gradually left the main world.

The whole world is back to normal.

Gu Qingshan found that he was still standing in front of the giant pit.

But there was something different around.

Thousands of flying swords followed him.

There are still countless sword repair heroic spirits sheltering in secret.

They are with him.

Gu Qingshan recalled the picture he had received before, and after slightly judging the direction, he turned into an afterimage and quickly disappeared.

After a few hours.

In a desert, he found the lonely tomb.

When I opened the tomb, I saw a corpse of a practitioner who died in battle.

"Sure enough, it's Jian Xiu..."

Gu Qingshan stepped forward and squatted down, and gently took the things from the corpse's hand.

—It was an old bronze lamp.

On the outer wall of the lamp, many intricate patterns are carved, showing the appearance of a gloomy world.

Gu Qingshan pondered for a few breaths, pressed his hand on the bronze lamp, and pressed hard.

Spiritual power poured in quickly, activating countless hidden runes on the inner wall of the bronze lamp.

There was a blue light on the wick.

When the light appeared, a faint female voice sounded:

"I have been in retreat for many years, who is calling me with my token?"

"Who are you?" Gu Qing Shan asked back.

"I am a saint of wind and rain." The woman said.