After the myth

Chapter 879: Knife Flowers Bloom
Under the impact of Ding Huan's domain, Jie Jun's Dao domain seemed to be in danger of being shattered at any time.

Jie Gun's face changed. He had never taken Ding Huan seriously before, so he didn't use his full strength.

Using all his strength against an ant who hasn't even reached the fourth step of the Great Dao would be an insult to him as the ancestor of the Dao.

After sensing Ding Huan's strength, he no longer cared whether it was an insult or not, and only regretted that his own domain could not be stronger.

He had used all his strength to roll up his Dao Domain, but his Domain still barely blocked the impact of Ding Huan's Domain. This...

Ding Huan had not thought of suppressing this Dao Ancestor who was at the sixth step of the Great Dao right away.

This was his first time fighting against a Dao Ancestor who was almost comparable to the seventh step, so Ding Huan also wanted to know where his true strength lay.

Regardless of whether the sixth step of Jiejun's avenue is fake or not, it is still lame.

But he is indeed at the Sixth Step of the Great Dao, and it is a strong Sixth Step.

So after Ding Huan's sword force field enveloped this area of ​​space, the murderous intent of the sword suddenly weakened and turned into infinite sword intent.

Endless sword laws bloomed in the field, and Jie Gun's killing purple river also fell. The purple river surrounded Jie Gun's body, forming purple waves.

Every drop of water rolled up by these purple waves contains a vast and boundless murderous aura, and it seems that anyone who is hit by this drop of water will be torn into pieces.

The purple waves rolled up by the Purple River in the void collided with Ding Huan's sword energy.

Just like a vast and boundless ocean suddenly becoming violent, waves of purple killing waves that almost tore the space apart bombarded Ding Huan.

Ding Huan's sword energy seemed to have taken root. No matter how many killing waves came, the sword energy could still suppress them.

The rhyme of Tao continued to explode, and the magical powers and laws were broken one after another.

Under the collision of the two people's magical powers, dense cracks seemed to appear in the space.

The fighting space between the two continued to expand, and all the monks watching could not help but retreat.

Even Ling Zhuzhen and Qingsha Daozu, who were stuck in a stalemate on the other side, were affected by the killing field and unconsciously moved the fighting space outwards.

Although Ling Zhuzhen and Daozu Qingsha's cultivation is far stronger than Ding Huan.

More people are willing to watch the fight between Ding Huan and Jie Gun.

If we must make a comparison, the battle between Ling Zhuzhen and Daozu Qingsha is like a slow and gentle stream.

The battle between Ding Huan and Jie Gun was like the collision between a strong wind and a raging sea.

It seemed that someone would be killed in the next moment.

Yan Zhuo, who was about to go forward to help from a distance, felt his scalp tingling.

His cultivation was obviously only slightly lower than Jie Gun's. He was at least at the fifth step of the Great Dao. But now he felt that he had no right to interfere in the battle between Ding Huan and Jie Gun.

On the surface, Jie Gun's attack was even more violent than Ding Huan's sword attack.

After all, at this moment, the battle space between Ding Huan and Jie Gun was filled with purple river waves.

The murderous aura of the purple river waves could be felt by onlookers from afar, and they might even unconsciously try to avoid it.

Ding Huan appeared and disappeared in the waves of the Purple River, which were filled with the murderous aura of Jie Jun. It seemed that he would be swallowed up by the murderous intent in the waves at any time.

Only Jie Gun himself knew how dangerous he was.

No matter how hard his Zihe murderous aura hit, it couldn't tear apart Ding Huan's sword space.

He had a very bad premonition. Although Ding Huan's sword energy seemed calm and gentle, it contained something that frightened him.

He was sure that it was a magical power, but he couldn't see clearly what it was.

But he also felt that it was something he longed for...

Jie Jun was a little scared.

During the battle, he actually longed for the opponent's magical powers that had not yet been unleashed. This was the most terrifying thing.

He can still control his magical powers and domain now, so he must retreat at this time.

Ding Huan can be killed by anyone who wants, as for Ling Zhuzhen...

When Jie Gun thought of Ling Zhuzhen, he could not control his thoughts and swept his mind over him.

When he saw Ling Zhuzhen's shadow gradually becoming violent, his heart sank...

Maybe he may not be Ling Zhuzhen's opponent.

In the blink of an eye, a crack appeared on the untied Zihe Daoyun.

The sword intent penetrated into the murderous waves of Zihe River, and Zihe's murderous aura weakened instantly.

An unprecedented sense of relief came over me.

As soon as Jie Gun breathed a sigh of relief, he felt tired.

He struggled and fought for millions of years and finally became a Taoist master.

The immortals he once admired are now nothing more than ants in his eyes.

Even if he is a god, he can kill as many people as he wants.

But is he really happy?

He didn't seem to be relieved.

Every day I am either on the way to find the Tao, or in seclusion using the Tao to pursue the Great Dao.

What’s the difference between this and ordinary people?
The only difference is that he lived longer.

Feeling that Jie Gun was influenced by his own worldly Dao rhyme laws, his murderous intent instantly disappeared, and Ding Huan was immediately overjoyed.

He didn't expect that Jie Gu, the sixth step of the Great Dao, had such a powerful killing ability, but was so useless when facing the power of artistic conception.

This guy is definitely biased in his studies, or there is some influence that has caused a crack in his path.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to invade the other person's mind so easily.

He would not be polite this time. The sword light of the calamity-breaking sword exploded in the void and turned into a series of sword prints that fell down.

In just a moment, the knife mark was made.

Under the knife mark, Ding Huan is the master.

In the vastness of the universe, life and death depend on Ding Huan's one thought.

As the murderous aura became stronger and stronger, Jie Gun shuddered all over and woke up from his worldly feelings.

He felt the breath of death, which was not birth, aging, sickness and death, but a law of killing and death.

Endless knife marks locked all the space where Jie Jun existed. Jie Jun's soul was surging, and he knew that he had just fallen into Ding Huan's artistic conception and magical power.

At this time, he could only roll the Purple River madly.

The murderous waves surged up again.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Ding Huan's killing sword seal had already locked all living space.

boom!
Knife marks fell like an overwhelming force in the mortal world, and the waves of the Jieju Purple River were instantly covered with streaks of blood-red.

The Purple River turned into a river of blood, but it was the blood from untying the knot.

Jie Su, whose body was covered in blood, was still madly burning his blood and lifespan.

If he doesn't make it this time, he's done.

Boom boom boom!
Under the violent blade curtain of the Breaking Disaster Sword, the Purple River was finally destroyed and exploded into a sky full of purple killing laws.

Amid the purple murderous aura that filled the air, a ray of icy sword light clearly reflected into the deepest part of the soul of every onlooker.

The blade light was like a blooming flower, gradually intoxicating everyone's eyes.

It is an intoxicating feeling!

The sound of Tao exploded...

The flowers on earth intoxicate three thousand guests, and a single frost freezes fourteen states!
Blooming flowers, sad frost...

It was gone almost in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it turned into endless murderous blade light that tore the entire world apart.

"puff!"

Bloody light exploded.

All the monks watching on the scene suddenly woke up. They realized that it was the blood mist that appeared when Daozu Zihe's body was torn apart.

Jie Gun felt waves of pain. The moment his Zihe was shattered by Ding Huan's knife, his mind seemed to be dead.

Zihe is the result of his life-long practice of Taoism.

Zihe was destroyed, his faith was destroyed, and his path was destroyed.

Even though he knew that his body was torn into pieces by the blade, Jie Gun still did not continue to resist.

He just stood in the middle of Ding Huan's sword light that was like a blooming flower.

Even though the blade tore his body apart, he still felt the beauty of the world, even if only for a moment.

“This is the real world!”

Jie Gun suddenly realized at this instant, and his aura of the Great Dao rose wildly.

He finally understood why he couldn't take the seventh step on the Great Way.

That's because he has completely lost his own existence.

Today, under Ding Huan's death knife, he finally understood:

So this is the world.

Under Ding Huan's knife, he became a mortal, and among the mortals, both the Tao and his soul experienced an ultimate sublimation.

"Friend Ding, please let me go this time. I am willing to pay any price..."

Jie Gun roared madly. He was unwilling to be killed just after he attained enlightenment.

He is not the kind of person who would die if he heard the truth in the morning.

"It's okay to let you go. After all, I have no grudge against you..."

After hearing Ding Huan's words, Jie Gun suddenly felt a hope of survival.

Now, as long as he has a bunch of Dao meridians, he can use the seventh step of stepping into the Great Dao to heal his injuries.

With his strength, as long as he steps into the seventh step of the Great Dao, he will not take people like Feng Pu seriously.

As for ants like Ding Huan, their souls would burn for millions of years before being completely annihilated...

"You tell me the conditions, and I'll untie you..."

Jie Gun only said half of the sentence when anger flashed in his eyes: "You actually want to strip me of my world..."

He found that Ding Huan was stripping away his world.

Although he was sure that Ding Huan could not deprive him of the world of a sixth-step Great Dao expert, Ding Huan's actions touched his extreme reverse scale.

"Haha, is it a big deal to strip you of your world? Who made you offend Lao Ling? Lao Ling and I are old friends, so I will naturally help him with his affairs.

You see, Lao Ling is helping me teach that woman a lesson, so I have to help him kill you too..."

As Ding Huan finished speaking, Jie Gun felt that the Dao restrictions of his world had really been stripped away, and the Dao laws that constructed his world were breaking apart inch by inch.

Ding Huan was able to actually tear apart his world...

"Stop, please don't take away my world..."

Jie Gun was completely terrified.

But now he was locked up by Ding Huan's domain and great magical powers, and he couldn't resist at all.

At this moment, Jie Gun felt a little regretful that when Zihe was broken, his mind was devastated and he did not resist.

Not only was Jie Gun terrified, but even the few Dao Ancestors who had not yet taken action were looking at each other in bewilderment.

Can Ding Huan peel off the untied world?

This is impossible, right?
Not to mention Ding Huan, even they could not separate themselves from the world of a strong man in the sixth step of the Great Dao.

A person's world is made up of his own path.

In the vast universe, even people who practice the same technique have different worlds constructed by their own great ways. How can they be separated?
At this moment, Ding Huan completely tore open the world of Li Jun.

Seeing Ding Huan continuously sweeping away everything in the Jiejun world, the three Taoist ancestors who were watching all fell silent.

The monks watching the battle from the outside couldn't help but shudder.

If the world of saints is so easy to separate from, then someone among them would be ambushed and killed every day.

(Good night, fellow Taoists!)

(End of this chapter)