sword sentient beings

Chapter 851 Feihong (I'm Back)

"It's finally the final moment."

Qian Jian and Haotian stood side by side in the void, looking into the distance.

Under their feet are two huge spherical worlds, one is a mixture of gold and green, and the other is mainly khaki. They are roughly the same size. Between the two spherical worlds is a flat round world. The color is mainly bright gold and white, mixed with colorful colors. The three parts are like two clenched fists with a thick colorful cotton pad in the middle.

The width of the middle world is far less than the two spheres, but when you look closely, it seems that its volume is no less than the other two worlds because of its extended length on both sides. However, if you look closely, it is not as complete as the two spheres, and there is a faint crack in the middle that looks like broken glass. In addition to the oblate main body, there are countless small spheres surrounding it, each of which seems to be independent, but still maintains a series of relationships with the oblate world orbiting around it.

This is the world. The human world, the demon world, and the broken domain together form the current world system. It has been stable for a hundred years and is entangled with each other to the point of becoming one. If a person who has only lived in one world were to fly up to the sky and see this world, it would definitely cause the collapse of his worldview.

At this time, the real big shots, the sword masters, the high priests, and the second-rate sword immortals and priests had already flown into the sky fully armed. They did not rely on the power of the ship, but flew up by their own ability.

In front of these strong men, a huge five-colored light ball can be seen in the distance. It looks like another sun, not as dazzling as the sun, but much more ferocious and violent than the sun.

That is another world that is rushing across billions of miles.

These strong men stood between their two worlds, as if they were going to fight one last time for the world, using their tiny bodies and strength to try to stop a chariot. But in fact, this was not the case, they were just there to bear witness and to protect.

They are strong, but not ready to fight.

The first few sword masters were very solemn, and they could no longer suppress their nervousness.

"We are almost at the critical value. According to the trajectory, there is still a little deviation. They should adjust their posture for the last time and accelerate straight towards us. If we don't take action now, once they adjust their center, even if they ignore our world, it will be too late to change course and they will still crash into us." Xun Jian said sternly to Qian Jian and other sword masters. In fact, he didn't know how to calculate the trajectory or something like that, it was just that others had calculated it and he said it out.

"Let's start. Today, today is a miracle!"

The moment the order was given, time suddenly changed.

A small corner of the world between the two worlds suddenly broke off, and a piece of debris broke away from it.

That is the former residence of the Lord - Dayantian.

Dayantian was originally a half-domain connected to the Shattered Domain, but at this moment it suddenly broke away from the main body and rose up. This action was achieved naturally by borrowing the power left by the master in the half-domain, as if the master had known that this day would come.

The half domain flew into the void in a moment, blocking the front of the entire world. Everyone has seen the young man standing at the front of the half domain. He is alone, with a sword, and a calm expression, like a child who has just woken up from a dream.

The demon high priests showed expressions of "nervousness", "expectation" and even "fear of loss", while the humans, especially the sword masters who knew him, were somewhat regretful and reluctant. Of course, this was only the expression of the sword masters. The sword immortals and demons of the same level who were further behind were mostly in a state of "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing here?"

After all, most of them had completely forgotten the purpose of coming here. Today, they were brought here by their respective masters to show their strength. Even now, when they saw this young man, they still didn't remember what they were going to do. The power of the Vanishing Sword was just like this.

Qian Jian's mood was also fluctuating. He wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something passionate and boastful. But he was not going to play next, but would be watching the child play from behind. It would be ridiculous to say it out loud. So he just stared at Changle and said, "Changle, do you regret it? If you regret it, you can let us all forget about it and no one will hold you accountable."

Although he knew that the other party would never say that he regretted it, High Priest Haotian still felt that Qian Jian was doing something unnecessary: ​​Isn't this just for nothing? Asking one more question makes you look kind? So what if he regrets it? Shall we die together? If he really says that he regrets it, where will you put your face?

Fortunately, Changle was not a hesitant or mischievous person. He just said calmly, "No regrets. I'm ready."

Qian Jian said: "Okay, you... I..." He thought about it and suddenly said, "I will remember you."

Changle finally smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." But in his heart he thought, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember." He said, "Please all Your Majesties come behind me, and do not exceed the angle between me and the two sides of the world."

Everyone retreated and hid under Changle's wings. Changle looked straight ahead and saw that world clearly.

"What is that?" From a close distance, that world is completely different from the world here. It is not round, but funnel-shaped. It has a clear front and back. The back is pointed, like a wasp's tail, and it occasionally spurts out flames. The front is spacious and round, but it is a hole with no bottom. Because of its shape, people feel that it is flying consciously and in a direction. And this is indeed the case. There are also crowds in front of the hole. There are no independent "people", but large and large colorful giants surrounding it. Those giants are like colorful clouds, with all kinds of shapes. The only thing in common is that there are small bubbles on the giants, and some soft tissues are hidden inside.

The giants were also communicating with each other, but most of them were silent, as cold and silent as clouds. Only a few of them were particularly active, probably because of their different personalities. "What is that?"

"Something came up from the fruit. It was a living creature. Ah, it was a small insect. It seemed very solemn. There were many larger insects surrounding it, many of which were more powerful than the small insect. However, the small insect was in a dominant position. Hmm, it was strange. Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it. I'm not like you who has specially enhanced my vision. How can I see clearly from such a long distance? No one else can see it clearly except you."

"Ah, you guys are so boring. I only need a little bit of energy to enhance my vision, but you guys won't do it."

"What's the point of vision? You only need to use your sense of smell to find food, and your spiritual sense to avoid danger to yourself. Isn't it enough? No matter how little energy there is, it's still a waste if it's wasted."

"But without vision, you will miss many, many interesting things. For example, right now, something interesting may happen, but you can't see what is happening over there."

"I'm not interested in what the insects are going to do. I'm only interested in the delicious meal in three days. There are fewer and fewer worlds to capture now. There are hunters instead of prey in the void. In order to catch this prey as soon as possible, we gave up many opportunities to eat along the way. I'm starving!"

"Hey, what's the meaning of your life besides eating and growing? Oh, eating is also for growing, what's the meaning of your life besides growing?"

"Then tell me, besides growth, what is the meaning?"

"…Even if it's meaningless, at least it's fun. Look at that little bug, holding a stick, and the stick lights up…"

"It's almost time for the final posture adjustment. You'd better pull it back quickly and align it with the Big Mother. Otherwise, when the Mother Nest changes its posture, it will crush you along with it!"

"Hey, I'll adjust it. Let's go together..."

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Changle's sword lit up. He lit up inch by inch. It was only three feet long, and before, the sword's light was bright enough to shine thousands of feet long and everywhere. But now, it seemed to be very difficult to light up.

Changle's expression was very solemn. When the sword lit up, he was already sweating profusely. It seemed that he would be exhausted in the next moment, but he persisted and kept the sword shining.

When he pushed the sword, the world seemed to be brighter. It was not the bright and brilliant sun in the sky, but a hazy, misty white light. It was even doubtful whether the white light was real, but everyone felt that they saw the white light.

The white light was like snowflakes, first falling on the fragments of the void, then on those strong men, and then covering them. Starting from the outer worlds floating in the air, each of the small worlds like pearls was covered with a layer of pale white, and then the closest broken domains, the white light penetrated through the cracks of the broken domains, seeping into every corner. From the outside, the colorful colors were still there, but they had become lighter. It was like someone had painted a layer of white gouache on an oil painting.

Then, the white light continued to spread outward, spreading to the two worlds further out. The speed of light spreading was very fast. If it was just to illuminate the world, it would be easy to do, but he wanted to cover the entire world, whether it was the light side or the shadow side, all of them would be covered and ruled by the light of his sword, without leaving out an inch.

And all of this needed to be done by Wei Changle alone. He pushed forward with great effort and gritted his teeth to persevere. Although the sword masters closest to him were all peerless strongmen and far more powerful than Changle, they were of no use at this moment.

In the white light, the expressions of the strong men became dazed, like cubs who were at a loss. Even Qian Jian was the same. He persisted the longest, but at a certain moment, his usual tension and perseverance finally faded away, leaving only a trance.

A group of strong men turned into a group of baby birds in the white light, baby birds hiding under their wings.

Changle stood in the front of the white light, his head and body all covered in white. He was indeed sober, calm, and as solid as a rock.

His sword determines the life and death of all life in these two worlds. He is the master and the savior!

Finally, white light spread over every inch of land, and both worlds became his kingdom.

"Swordsmanship—Hong Fei Ming Ming!"

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