A sword aura.

Weak, unbearable.

But it went straight into Jian Yun's brain.

In a flash.

Jian Yun trembled, and a person appeared in his mind, a person of flesh and blood.

The acquired human race was created by Nuwa, and it has been the blood food of all ethnic groups since birth, but this acquired human race has indeed made several saints conclude a great cause and effect with it.

To this day, after the fall of countless desolate powers, they have more or less reappeared in the human race.

The status of the human race, the protagonist of heaven and earth, can no longer be shaken.

Haotian once said that after the Journey to the West, the world was peaceful.

In other words, the flood will completely usher in countless years of peace, so this last fight is the most dangerous.

Once the seats on the last heavenly dome are fixed, they cannot be changed.

Unless ......

The flood and famine are unified, that is, they are destroyed, and at that time, they will usher in the beginning of Hongmeng again.

This is reincarnation.

And the human race will be the eternal years before the wear and tear of the penetration, the eternal protagonist.

At this time, Jian Yun understood why.

The human race rose from the end, but it bloomed with a dense faint light.

And these are enough to support the light of the flood famine, which is called a miracle.

The flood is born with a soul and cannot be created.

The saint does not go against the sky, there is no saint against the sky, the creatures of the flood can live according to the way of heaven, and those who resist will die.

Only the human race can keep filling and creating in the general trend of taking advantage of the trend, so that the operation of heaven and earth will be more complete!

At the same time, that sword qi also completely exploded at this time.

I saw that the person's life had evolved in a short period of time in Jian Yun's mind.

Ten years of holding the sword, thirty years of observing the general trend of heaven and earth.

Ten years of abandoning the sword, and finally the sword is like a heart.

Simple years, but for that Terran, it was half a lifetime.

Half a lifetime of perception has built a touch of sword energy.

"With Heart. Four

big words appeared in Jian Yun's mind.

"Using the body as a sword, not cultivating mana, not walking the primordial spirit, and having nothing in the body, it is a sword in itself, this is the ancient sword cultivation.

Jian Yun opened his eyes.

Faintly, Jian Yun seemed to understand why this sword qi was his chance.

The reason for this is because there is no way of the sword.

The Dao Ancestor of Zixiao Palace once said that the avenue is three thousand, and the Dao can be proven.

But for countless years, among the few people who preached, the underworld was counted as half, Zhen Yuanzi was in the realm and held the book from the ground, which could be counted as half, and the three ancestors of the human race could be counted as half.

They have all taken their own ways to the extreme, and they may be close to the door.

But there is no way of the sword.

Perhaps the former sectarian saint who passed through the sky was counted as the way of the sword, but when he was able to prove the saint, he cleared his own distracting thoughts, and when the original god placed his trust in the way of heaven, it was not the way of the sword.

"I should take the sword path...... Jian Yun's

eyes flashed, and he closed his eyes and tried his best to digest that sword qi.

Under the law, kendo is only a mysterious and mysterious perception.

At this time, Jian Yun dispersed all his perceptions and comprehended that sword qi first.

The flood does not count the years, and it is decades in the blink of an eye.

Inside the Demon Swinging Hall.

Jian Yun sat on the futon, and outside the Demon Swinging Hall, there were dense heavenly soldiers stationed in a radius of 100 miles, led by the Fire Spirit God.

Since decades ago, a sword aura has floated out of this Demon Swinging Hall, and it has become more and more intense.

Sword Qi.

The terrifying sword aura of Jian Yun may be just because Jian Yun's body is sword grass.

But now, in this sword qi, there is a feeling of more mystery and mystery, that is the Tao.

The Treasure Palace.

"Kendo?"

Haotian's face was gloomy, and there were some memories faintly in his eyes.

"The former Tongtian Senior Brother, before he realized the Dao, his sword qi was entangled, and he faintly formed one after another sword path runes, and the breath of killing could make people's hearts tremble out of thin air.

It's a pity that when Senior Brother Tongtian pinned his trust on the Yuanshen, he still took the way of Pangu Yuanshen, and left his own sword path in the Zhuxian Sword, and the Zhuxian Sword did not come out, and he didn't see the sword runes again, I thought that the way of the sword would decline......

" "This kid ......

" Haotian thought for a moment, "Ziwei and those two guys in Antarctica seem to be transmitting good feelings to this guy, hum." Haotian

couldn't help but look at Jian Yun's gaze with a little more complicated.

But immediately, Haotian reined in.

"Zi'er and Jianyun have a friendship, this kid shouldn't be backwater, but you need to pay more attention, I have cultivated this kid to such an extent, I can't make a wedding dress for Daomen, I am a person from my heavenly court, and if I die, I must be a ghost of my heavenly court!"

At the same time.

"Kendo, this is the qi of kendo. "Outside the Demon Sweeping Hall, the face of the Thunder Ministry is trembling faintly.

And the Emperor Ziwei has a complicated expression, how familiar they are with the qi of the sword, that is the former master

......

! The other side.

Boundary.

One-third of the four continents were destroyed, Zhen Yuanzi finished breathing from the ruins, and Kunpeng and the others had already left.

Looking at the realm of a mess like a dead land, Zhen Yuanzi's face was as usual.

Zhen Yuanzi's character is like this.

Once something has been decided, the saint cannot change it.

The saint is afraid of others, but he Zhen Yuanzi is not afraid, the saint dares to enter the realm, and Zhen Yuanzi dares to point and scold.

Anyway, he is hiding in the realm, as long as he does not fall into the robbery and does not get involved in cause and effect, what about the saints.

A saint can burst the earthly realm, but the punishment from the Heavenly Dao even a saint has to peel off his skin.

Heaven can't help himself, a saint is a fart! So Zhen Yuanzi's

personality has always been unpleasant, but Zhen Yuanzi is not stupid, and he knows that his character is easy to offend people, so he hides in the earth all year round.

And this time, it was Zhen Yuanzi who made a move, so the boundary was broken, and Zhen Yuanzi couldn't hide.

"Hmph.

Zhen Yuanzi snorted, and then sacrificed the book from the ground.

Moment.

The Book of the Earth envelops the entire Earth Realm, and at the same time, the Heavenly Dao also descends its power, the Book of the Earth repairs the entire Earth Boundary, and the innocent and tragic dead creatures under the blessing of the Heavenly Dao are resurrected one by one, and at the same time, the Heavenly Dao also modifies the timeline.

Such as Naxi Niu He Zhou.

A group of four people appeared out of thin air with a white dragon horse, which was the group of four people.

At the time of the war, the monk had just put a tight spell on the hairy-faced monkey, but at this time, because of the intervention of the Heavenly Dao, the canopy and the curtain appeared in the scripture study team out of thin air, as well as the white dragon horse.

But several people didn't feel wrong at all, on the contrary, they all had memories of this journey in their minds.

"Hey, big brother, I'm hungry.

Tianpeng patted his belly, with an arrogant face, and said that he would not leave anything.

"Bah, you idiot, you're hungry again after a while. The hairy-faced monkey hugged his waist and bared his teeth impatiently.

And the white dragon was immediately, and the monk wiped his sweat.

"Wukong, you go ahead and see where this place is, Wu Neng, Wu Jing, let's rest again, I just happened to be a little hungry for the teacher. The monk said with a peaceful face.

"Oops.

Wujing hurriedly put down his burden and led the monk to dismount.

And the hairy-faced monkey just walked forward.

A young woman suddenly stepped out from behind a tree.

"A few elders. A soft voice came.

......

Heaven.

"Boom !!"

Kendo Qi shocked.

Inside the Demon Swinging Hall.

Jian Yun opened his eyes slowly.

At this time, a faint layer of cyclone floated around Jian Yun's body, and if you look closely, the cyclone is crawling with mysterious qi.

"Ancient sword cultivation is the foundation, and my body is sword qi, and I have a congenital understanding of swordsmanship. Jian Yun's eyes flashed.

Immediately got up and stretched out his hand, and the billions of unjust souls in his body were grabbed out of his body by Jian Yun.

"Inherit the cause and effect of the human race, and you should be sent to the underworld by the true monarch.

Jian Yun turned around and walked towards the outside of the Demon Swinging Hall.

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