Xian Ao

The two of them remained motionless, looking at the rising sun. They said nothing to each other, stopped fighting, and began to take a short rest.

Before dawn, a thin line of sky opened on the horizon. In an instant, a little purple-red spitted out, and the semicircular sun emerged, slowly rising, gradually turning into a small arc, and the color changed from orange-red to golden-red; then it jumped slightly, dragging a fleeting tail. Light, a round red sun hanging in the sky. The rising sun rises in the east, and thousands of golden lights shoot towards the earth, vast and magnificent.

After a full quarter of an hour, the two stopped looking at the sun and looked at each other.

Zen Master Xin Yuan said:

"I'm very surprised. What has supported you in fighting for so long? What is your final trump card?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"It's just persistence, just one sword."

Zen Master Xin Yuan laughed and said:

"I'm sorry, today is the day you die. Do you know why we can fight for so long? Because we know we will win.

Because as long as we persist, after a hundred days, we will re-understand the laws of heaven we once had.

We will transform from Nascent Soul to Return to Virtual True One. This is our last resort. "

In the process of speaking, suddenly the wishful Zen Master was constantly changing. Although his appearance seemed to remain unchanged, it seemed that his body was slowly getting bigger, turning into that towering tree, and turning into that terrifying existence.

He is the world now, which represents eternity. He could be killed before, but now there is an invisible barrier that makes it difficult to kill him anymore.

Zen Master Xin Yuan said:

"This feeling of regaining possession of the laws of heaven is really strange. I finally got rid of its existence and was able to reincarnate. I was so happy at that time.

But today I have to choose this familiar power of the law of heaven again, but I feel very happy, because I am going to use it to eliminate you.

So what if you don't die nine times, in the face of this powerful force, even if you don't die a hundred times or ten thousand times, it's just... yes, it's just a sword, what you love to say.

Goodbye, Yu Zecheng. "

After saying that, he turned back to face Yu Zecheng and was about to take action. With the tacit understanding between the two, he knew that this attack could definitely defeat Yu Zecheng.

But when he looked at Yu Zecheng again, he found that Yu Zecheng was also changing. Yu Zecheng was no longer the same person as before. He suddenly exuded a terrifying aura. Every time this aura appeared, it destroyed the tenth-level magic weapon that he had finally recovered. broken.

Suddenly the color of my wish changed.

Yu Zecheng said:

"The Ultimate Chaos Strike of Immortal Qin's Destruction, the third form of Chaos Furnace. To be honest, I don't know how powerful it is. Maybe you and I will perish together. This is all because of you. It should have taken hundreds of years of hard work, but in a hundred years It will be completed within a day, thank you, this is my last resort.”

After saying this, the whole world was changing, and the restriction of the path of life and death made a strange roar and burst into endless light.

In this restriction, between Yu Zecheng and Xin Yuan, within ten miles, a color change began to appear. This change was indescribable fear. The whole world seemed to be screaming, wailing, and appearing for this power. A cry of fear.

Ten miles away, in this whirlpool, all the soil, sand and stones began to soften and mutate, turning into a strangely colored substance.

All light, all air, everything, everything is changing, changing into that strange substance.

The cave is the same as the sky and the earth, and chaos is simplicity. It is a thing without creation, which means that the vitality of Taiyi is not divided and is chaotic.

As soon as this natal magic weapon, the Chaos Furnace, is released, although it only has a range of ten miles, the breath it emits can turn the entire ten thousand miles of life and death into chaos. The Zen Master Xin Yuan screamed, there is no law and no reason here, everything will return to chaos. The true essence of returning to the void was instantly refined into void and transformed into the energy of chaos.

Yu Zecheng gradually began to blur, killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred himself. Using his Nascent Soul body to control this treasure, it suddenly became clear that his realm was not enough. When the nine-dimensional vortex rose and the Son of the Underworld appeared, Yu Zecheng roared, and he was turned into chaos by his own magic weapon.

After the Son of Hades appeared, he roared and transformed into the God of Hades. He was thousands of feet tall and could resist the chaos. He wanted to break and smash this chaos, but it was meaningless. It was meaningless to avoid and escape. This chaos was following him. The foot of the foot, half a step away, vaporized again and turned into chaos.

Yu Zecheng was reincarnated as King Ming, and when he returned to the world, he controlled this treasure carefully.

Gui Li appeared, transformed into a heavenly ghost, ran away desperately, even rashly crossing the border, trying to escape through time and space, using all his strength, his strategy was to escape. Want to avoid this terrible power of chaos.

But even though this place is thousands of miles away, you can't avoid this furnace of chaos. No matter where you escape, it will follow you like a shadow. There is no way to escape. It will be refined by this furnace of chaos again, and then return. chaos.

Finally, the Wishful Zen Master appeared again. He would not escape or block, sitting in the chaos, resisting with all his strength, and fighting against the chaos.

With Buddha's light protecting his body and heaven as his source, he fought to the death, persisted, persisted, and he began to persist, because in the process of persisting, Yu Zecheng self-destructed again.

He persisted until Yu Zecheng controlled this treasure and reincarnated four times in succession, but everything was meaningless and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

Zen Master Xin Yuan sighed and said:

"That's it, that's all, my life is over."

The wish at this time is no longer a wish, but the combination of the four of them, Jinxian Zen Master, Ming Shenzi, and Gui Li.

His body began to blur. He hit himself hard, and his magic robe suddenly collapsed. He hit himself again, and his eyes burst. He knew that he couldn't stop it, so he began to self-destruct the magic weapon, destroying all his valuable things. , leaving nothing for Yu Zecheng.

The huge golden thread Yuanshen Tower phantom appeared behind him, but it collapsed in the blink of an eye. Even if it collapsed into ashes, even the ashes would not be left to Yu Zecheng.

He finally said:

"I have been cultivating immortality for five thousand one hundred and twenty three years, but in the end this path to immortality was cut off. It is a pity and a pity.

Yu Zecheng, I took a step ahead, but I will come back. "

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"You will never come back. You will be destroyed in body and spirit and disappear completely. Even if you could come back, it would be nothing more than a sword to me at that time.

Die, and let those who died tragically in your hands cheer. You deserve it. Your path to immortality is cut off, but mine will be even broader.

Die, for only eternal death is your home. "

The world was violently shaken by chaos, and Zen Master Xin Yuan yelled, looking at Yu Zecheng hatefully, his body suddenly turned into flying ashes, and then the flying ashes dissipated. In the ashes, phantoms appeared one after another, first the Lord Golden Thread, struggling desperately, turning into illusory chaos, then the Son of God, Ghost Li, and finally his wish.

Both body and soul are destroyed, completely dead.

Yu Zecheng let out a breath, the chaos furnace dissipated, and Yu Zecheng suddenly fell into the void, with no strength left in his body.

At this time, this place, thousands of miles away, is just a void, nothing exists, there is only one remaining thing.

I don’t know who established this outer forbidden law. They are extremely powerful. They only exist to protect the air here from spreading and escaping into Qingming.

Slowly, in the center, a silver door appeared, the door of teleportation, the door of victory, and the exit of life and death.

Yu Zecheng was lying in the void, not wanting to move at all. Looking at the portal, he suddenly laughed, laughed, laughed victoriously, won, really won, fought hard for a hundred days, and won.

The Golden Thread Master died completely, and left nothing behind for him. Everything was turned into ashes. Even the tenth-level magic weapon was destroyed by him with secret methods. The only gain he gained was to absorb the remaining power of his origin. , although it is not that powerful, but fortunately, he will not use the Art of Sacrifice for Righteousness to absorb all the power of the future, and finally destroy it.

Yu Zecheng closed his eyes and was intoxicated for a quarter of an hour. He stood up suddenly. After winning, he was about to return. Although the Golden Thread Master had nothing left for him, there were still countless bets waiting for him in the Silent Sect. Own collection.

Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng stood up and walked towards the portal.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, took out a cloak from Pangu World, put it on himself, and stepped into the portal.

Light and shadow flickered, and Yu Zecheng appeared in the hall. His cloak made a whirring sound in the hall, covering everything.

Everyone looked at him, not knowing whether it was Yu Zecheng or the Golden Thread Venerable standing in front of them.

In the casinos of various major sects, countless Nascent Soul Lord Huixu Zhenyi who placed bets were all looking at him to see who had won.

Yu Zecheng took a step forward fiercely, flicked his cloak, and revealed his true face. He was so mighty and confident, appearing in front of everyone again.

Seeing him appear, countless voices sounded, some were shouts of surprise, some were shouts of joy, and some were involuntary screams, and there was a sudden noise.

The same is true in the casinos of various factions. The shouts and shouts resound throughout the sky.

Countless monks who had defeated the Golden Thread Venerable were dumbfounded. Those treasures no longer belonged to them.

Countless monks who defeated Yu Zecheng and won, even though they had practiced for thousands of years, couldn't help laughing and were extremely happy.

Appearing in front of countless Nascent Souls, Yu Zecheng walked forward firmly, confident, generous and high-spirited.

Walking to the head of Shi Ji, he said:

"Report to the leader, Yu Zecheng has fulfilled his mission and killed the Golden Thread Venerable in the path of life and death. I will use my Xuanyuan Sword to kill all the demons and evil people."

Head Shi Ji smiled, nodded, and just said:

"Okay, okay, okay."

Suddenly, applause rang out, and all the Nascent Soul Lords present applauded. This battle was extremely difficult, and they couldn't help but give applause to the victor.

In this applause, Yu Zecheng nodded to everyone in thanks. At this moment, at this moment, Yu Zecheng's name spread throughout the world, and everyone in the world knew you.