Fengshen: Visualizing a Neutron Star at the Start

Chapter 587 The Duhua Tuwu Sword was discovered, and Kunpeng made a move

This name came out of Wang Yu's mouth, because it was the last innate god who protected the human race.

After that, the human race was no longer human race.

Ninety-nine percent of the human races were looking for the protection of the Almighty, and were killed by the monster race.

"Do you know what the Human Tribulation is?"

"All I know are just a few lines and numbers recorded in the classics."

"There are billions and trillions of tribesmen, and less than a billion people survived in the end, heh, heh..."

Wang Yu seemed to be crying and laughing, looking down at Tu Wujian. There was the last picture on it, which was a big painting composed of countless small paintings.

On the plain, a group of humans stood on the ground, looking at the sky;

Beside the starry sky, a group of humans, shrouded in starlight, lowered their eyes;
In the Taoist temple, the Taoist priests sit upright, everyone bows their heads, and the scriptures murmur;

In the wild valley, piles of soil piled up, wild fruits were finished, a group of people stood silently;
...

The thunder was running, the water was choppy, and the human race who was rescued in the end looked back, lost in thought, with endless sadness in their eyes.

huh~
The light dissipated, and the picture came here, and several people were silent.

Minghe and Kunpeng stared at the scene and froze.

Taoist Ziyang stared, his eyes were numb.

"I will remember them." Wang Yu reached out and brushed the Wu Tu sword.

The witch-slaying sword fell into his hands, not to express his own sorrow, but to make him, a younger generation, remember those powerful monks who helped the human race in ancient times.

This move is for kindness and not for hatred.

This point, Wang Yu is clear, Styx, Kunpeng, Taoist Ziyang is even more clear.

Therefore, this is speechless.

The body of the sword is ice-cold, filled with endless resentment and raging rage, like an endless purgatory, composed of ninety-nine percent human souls in one world, even if the master of the sword has been replaced by Wang Yu, the instinct of the sword is suppressing its own The sharpness, but it still makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts, and the strong resentment hits the soul.

Under the blessing of personality at the level of Dao Fruit, even Dao Fruit cultivators can't bear it.

The divine sword composed of the most steadfast human souls and the most steadfast will can tear even the flesh of the most powerful ancestral witch.

If you get close and look at it for a long time, the physical body is useless, the soul is shaken, and you are pulled into the inexhaustible.

This is a most vicious sword, not the Xiantian Lingbao is better than the Xiantian Lingbao.

"Don't worry, I will change everything." Wang Yu murmured in a low voice, put his palm on the sword body, the Nine-Turn Magic Platform was running, and the secret of Nine-Turn appeared, turning into a mysterious light between his fingers, following his movements, Slowly brushing the Witch Sword.

"What is he doing?" Taoist Minghe was at a loss, looking at the movements here, a little confused.

"He is saving lives." Taoist Kunpeng said in a concentrated voice.

"Extreme? Excessive what?" Taoist Minghe asked repeatedly. He either didn't understand what is extremity, nor did he understand Wang Yu's current behavior, but he didn't understand why Wang Yu did this.

The Witch Sword has its own rules, the heroic souls of the human race and their anger, resentment, unwillingness, and despair... are the core of the Witch Sword, and this is not a question of superseding.

If it can be superseded, it is equivalent to abolishing the acquired treasure that surpasses the innate spiritual treasure, the Tuwu Sword.

Not worth the candle!

What's more, in the eyes of Taoist Minghe, this is simply impossible.

The witch-slaying sword is an acquired treasure, and the difficulty of superseding the witch-slaying sword is similar to destroying an acquired treasure!

If the Witch-Slaying Sword is so easy to destroy, the human race will no longer have the magic weapon of the Witch-Slaying Sword in the future!

Besides, is he really willing to use such a magic weapon?
"May the heroic souls of our human ancestors rest in peace." Taoist Ziyang pinched the Dharma seal with both hands, bowed his head, and silently recited the scriptures for salvation.

The sacred and majestic scriptures echoed here, uttered from the mouth of Daoguo monks, with the power to transcend all things.

With the blessing of personality, even the sky and the earth are refined in the sound of scriptures, becoming cleaner and purer.

"Anxi, what is Anxi?" Taoist Kunpeng whispered, shaking his head slowly.

"I just want peace of mind." Taoist Minghe sighed, looking at the witch-slaying sword in Wang Yu's hand with a faint light, he didn't think Wang Yu could really destroy the sword and rest the soul in it.

But, soon, his expression changed: "Yeah!"

Taoist Kunpeng's complexion gradually changed, and he blurted out in horror, "How is that possible?"

"Rest in peace." The Shenhai Nine-Turn Dharma Platform rotated, and the Nine-Turn Mystery condensed, and as his fingers fell into the Witch-Slaying Sword, Wang Yu whispered.

The light flickered, the witch-slaying sword trembled slightly, and was refined by the nine-turn mystery. The endless heroic soul inside, the hoarse roar, gradually weakened, and a trace of reason gradually returned!
"The Witch-Slaying Sword is made of endless human souls, and inside it constitutes a boundless area, trapping all the human souls in it. After experiencing it again and again, the purest despair is born and condensed into an irresistible sword."

"This is the sharpest sword and the purgatory of the human race."

Thoughts turned in his mind, the witch-slaying sword in his hand slowly shook, and the inner rules slowly shook, and there was a change under the Jiuzhuan Xuangong.

"What?" Taoist Minghe's eyes widened, and he looked at all this in disbelief, "The sword of slaughtering witches actually moved, could it really be superseded!"

"Impossible, this is the Slayer Sword!" Taoist Kunpeng opened his mouth wide with disbelief on his face.

"Could it be..." Taoist Ziyang's eyes lit up, staring at Wang Yu...and the witch-slaying sword in his hand.

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"Witch Slaying Sword!" Under the Eastern Hibiscus tree, Di Jun waved his hand and shot out a galaxy, which collided with the crimson sand sea, and turned to look in the direction of the Golden Bell Valley of Time and Space.

"Brother." Tai Yi turned his head and looked at Di Jun, and the two exchanged a look.

Di Jun nodded, and Tai Yi slammed hard, and there was a loud bang from the Chaos Bell, sending out sound waves like ripples.

Time and space separated layer by layer, Taoist Hongyun who had just rushed over was stunned, and was caught off guard by the sound of the bell!

The red sand is stagnant, the body is frozen, the world is quiet, and everything is stagnant!
"Red Cloud!" Zhen Yuanzi rotated the ground book array, the black and yellow light fell down, ignoring the sound of the chaotic bell, and rushed to Hong Yun's side, the black and yellow light spread, restoring the time and space that was frozen on Taoist Hong Yun.

huh~
At this moment, a flame appeared, shining in the void, and disappeared in an instant, leaving a long scar of red flame behind, which lingered in the void for a long time.

"It's Taiyi, he wants to escape?" The demon master Kunpeng looked over, very surprised.

This is the Eastern Emperor of the Yaozu, who would actually make a move to escape?
"No, he's not escaping, he's going...huh?" Taoist Minghe turned his head suddenly, realizing what was wrong, "Where's Master Tongtian?"

After being reminded by the demon master Kunpeng, he immediately looked over...

In front of him, the place where the leader of Tongtian was originally located was empty, and there was no figure of the leader of Tongtian!
bass!
In the sky, accompanied by a dragon-like sword cry, a sword light appeared out of thin air, replacing the sky, like a long river, clear, peaceful and sharp.

The disappearing Donghuang Taiyi appeared in the middle of the river, surrounded by endless river water, trapped in the middle, look carefully, the river water is not water, but the most subtle and extreme sword energy condensed!
"Tongtian, you have to stop me!" Tai Yi rushed out of the Jianguang River holding the Chaos Clock.

The bell reverberated, but did not disperse, forming a ring of chaotic bell shields with Aether One as the center.

"This way is impassable!" Master Tongtian held the Qingping sword, his brows and eyes were downcast, he only looked at his own sword, but he didn't pay Donghuang Taiyi any attention.

"What a master of Tongtian, if you really think that you are called this name, it is really him. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?"

Donghuang Taiyi laughed back angrily, waved his hand vigorously, the chaotic clock flew up, shook violently, the thick bells scattered, gathered together, turned into a big bell, and rushed towards Tongtian!

Tongtian drew out his sword and greeted him. The sword light was huge, comparable to a mountain, hitting the big bell one after another!
The bell echoed, and wherever the sound passed, everything that existed was still and could no longer move!
This is the chime from the innate treasure of the Chaos Clock. It has the power to suppress time and space. The sound is loud and rare. Wherever the sound goes, it does not destroy everything, but freezes everything.

As long as the owner of the bell is willing, with one thought, everything will be separated and turned into the finest spar of time and space!

wow~
Taoist Tongtian's sword light collided with the sound of the bell, and there was a burst of clattering sound, followed by countless spars falling from the sky like rain.

The Chaos Clock is indeed an innate treasure. Under the urging of Donghuang Taiyi, even the sword light of the leader of the Heavenly Cult can be stopped!
"Sword!" The sword energy was useless, Master Tongtian didn't panic at all, he made a sword finger with his hand, wiped Qingping sword, and gave a low shout.

With fierce force, the sword pierced towards the phantom of the chaotic clock, and a condensed sword light flew out, piercing through the void, time and space.

With a bang, the phantom of the Chaos Clock was pierced directly.

"Qingping Swordsmanship!" Seeing this, Dong Huangtai's eyes turned cold, and he snorted softly, then rushed up again holding the Chaos Clock in his hand!

Master Tongtian was not afraid at all, Qingping sword swung, stabbed, sliced, picked, chopped...

Turn decay into magic!

One move is the simplest move, in the hands of Master Tongtian, possesses the supreme magical power, transcending time and space, even the rules of the Chaos Clock cannot completely resist it!
Donghuang Taiyi fought with the leader of Tongtian, the bell echoed, the sword light shone, and it froze for a moment.

"Brother, I'm going to drag the leader of Tongtian, you go and catch that monk, the authority of the emperor of heaven and the chaos Zhong Daoyun, there is absolutely no room for loss!" Taiyi's voice came from the ear of Dijun who was staring at the center of the battlefield.

He didn't speak, his expression remained unchanged, he was still staring at the battlefield, but his figure was slowly becoming illusory.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the majestic emperor of heaven would have such a sneaky day." Just when Di Jun's figure was about to disappear completely, a long laugh suddenly came from his ear.

Dijun's complexion changed, and a dark yellow light suddenly appeared, unleashing his magical powers, and his hidden figure recovered in an instant.

"Where does His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven want to go!" Zhen Yuanzi smiled, looking at Di Jun with an ugly face, he was in a very happy mood.

"You did it on purpose!" Di Jun took a deep breath, glanced at Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun and Tong Tian, ​​and finally understood something, "You plot against me!"

"Calculation?" Hearing this word, Patriarch Minghe showed some thought, and suddenly remembered what Dijun said before, that someone had won [-]% of the power of the Heavenly Emperor.

Originally, he didn't believe it. After all, in his knowledge, apart from competing for the authority of the Heavenly Emperor here, it is impossible to do it anywhere else.

He didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the competition, let alone won [-]% of the authority of the Emperor of Heaven!

This is incredible!

But now, looking at Dijun and Taiyi who were blocked by the leader of Tongtian, Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun, a light flashed in the mind of Taoist Minghe, like lightning, connecting everything that happened before.

"It's true that someone is doing something secretly, targeting the power of the Emperor of Heaven..." Taoist Minghe's eyes fell on Taiyi, and he paused, "Maybe there are others."

Combining what happened before and after, the ancestor Minghe can basically be sure: "When did Tongtian and Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, come together?"

Patriarch Minghe thought to himself and raised his vigilance. At this moment, the sorcerer Kunpeng cast his gaze over, and his eyes met.

"Monster, don't you want to make a move?" Patriarch Minghe glanced at Master Tongtian, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hong Yun. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He didn't want to be the first to make a move and cause the three of them to hold grudges.

Although this is unavoidable, whoever strikes first and who strikes later, the knowledge in this is very important.

"Where is the ancestor, don't you plan to make a move?" Kunpeng said in a concentrated voice: "If we let them complete the plan, maybe what we think about will be gone."

As the number one sage of the demon clan and a demon master known for his wisdom, Kunpeng's IQ is naturally not low. If Patriarch Minghe can see it and figure it out, he can naturally figure it out.

Obviously, Master Tongtian, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun and a secret Taoist friend plotted against Dijun and Taiyi, trying to seize the position of Emperor of Heaven and something or more.

And, from the looks of it, it seems that it is about to succeed, no, the part that has already succeeded!
Only in this way did Tai Yi and Di Jun get furious, they wanted to leave the battlefield again and again, find out and kill that hidden opponent, at least to find out their identity.

"It doesn't matter, it's nothing more than the titles of Heavenly Emperor and Eastern Emperor. As far as my ancestors are concerned, getting them is good fortune. If you don't get it, it doesn't matter." The old ancestor Minghe was there, with a calm look.

"I'm not a demon clan. The opportunity of the demon clan this time is not that important to me."

"But the demon master is different."

"The demon master originally belonged to the demon clan, and if he won the position of demon master, if he wins the position of Donghuang again this time." Patriarch Minghe said slowly, his eyes fell on Kunpeng, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a half-smile, "I Remember, it is said that the demon master once became the demon emperor in a certain big world."

"Demon Master, Demon Emperor..." Patriarch Minghe clicked his tongue, paused, stared at Kunpeng, his eyes flickered, "If he wins the Demon Emperor again, I am afraid that the Demon Master will really become the master of the demon clan. "

"The ancestor was joking, how can it be so simple to be the ruler of the monster clan." Kunpeng said without changing his expression.

Patriarch Minghe sneered, simply put away the two killing swords, and looked at Kunpeng quietly.

He is still not sure whether Kunpeng has already proved the demon emperor as he said, and this time, the Eastern Emperor, so gathered the emperor, the emperor, and the teacher, and the three are one, and he will be able to compete with Emperor Jun in the end. The true ruler of the Yaozu.

If this is the case, it is absolutely impossible for Kunpeng to give up this time.

Even if it's not the case, it's just the second time to prove the Demon Emperor or Demon Emperor, that doesn't matter.

Patriarch Minghe stared at Kunpeng, and said in his heart: "It seems that Kunpeng has embarked on this road of being the master of the monster clan, and he really wants to be the master of the monster clan!"

The other words were all cover-ups. After a few words, he really confirmed the path Kunpeng was going to take.

"As expected of you, if this road can pass through, I will really have the opportunity to go to that place, and it will really change everything." Patriarch Minghe said to himself, staring at the demon master Kunpeng with cold eyes.

"Hey~" Feeling the gaze on him, Taoist Kunpeng gave a wry smile, and raised his hand to sacrifice a side of the palace.

The palace is huge, the whole is pitch black, and it is located in the depths of an ocean;

The ocean is dark, with endless loneliness, from the most ancient place, in that place, only this ocean exists, so it condenses the original ancient meaning and turns into the oldest loneliness;

Lonely and cohesive, since it appeared, it naturally appeared in front of the endless red yarn, blocking a big crimson gourd.

The ocean is dead and silent, and no sound can be heard. In the depths of the ocean, a palace exists quietly, carrying the oldest loneliness.

In loneliness, everything returns to nothingness.

The red light gradually dimmed, and the big crimson gourd gradually became illusory, simple, and looked like it was outlined by a few lines from a distance.

Seeing that the red gourd was about to disappear completely, a hand landed on the gourd and grabbed it in his hand.

Afterwards, as if time was flowing backwards, the virtual gourd quickly became solid and returned to reality.

"Kunpeng, do you want to intervene?" Taoist Hongyun grabbed the scarlet gourd and looked coldly at Kunpeng standing in the palace.

"Come." To this, the demon master Kunpeng only said this one word, which was regarded as an answer.

The palace didn't move, the ocean spread, and the boundless black water rushed towards the red cloud.

"Since you decide to do it, don't be so petty. Do you still want to use this trick against me?" Taoist Hongyun's body shook, and a chaos appeared behind him.

A crimson cave appeared in the chaos, with the power to suppress all things. As soon as Fang appeared, the surging chaos became calm.

The power spread, rushing out of Hongyun Taoist's body, and contacting the pitch-black black water, like melting ice and snow, the sea water was continuously eliminated.

"There are palaces under the North Sea, and continents above the North Sea." The demon master Kunpeng stood in the palace with his mouth slightly open.

The vicissitudes of the ancient words, passing through time and space, seem to sound in the original place, and there are different changes immediately.

Originally, only the ocean existed in the oldest place, but suddenly a grain of soil appeared in the center of the ocean.

It was a grain of black soil, emerging from the deepest part of the ocean, it seemed to be condensed by endless sea water, transformed by endless solitude, it took tens of thousands of years to condense into one grain.

One grain after another, time keeps passing in the most ancient place, you can’t know how much time has passed in the blink of an eye, grains of black soil appear, with the initial soil as the core, they continue to gather, grow bigger, and finally rush Out of the dark ocean, turned into a small island.

After experiencing endless time, the small island has become a continent, a continent that is lonelier than the lonely ocean, called the continent, extremely lonely and desolate!
"This continent is called Beiju Luzhou!"

(End of this chapter)