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Chapter 696 What is a Sword?
The hand of darkness shrouded Buzhou Mountain, as if it wanted to grasp the entire Guixu in its hands.

The Lord of Eternal Night is the most powerful general under Tiandao's command and one of his two most proud sons.

The plan of the four spirits and beasts to destroy the world failed, which severely damaged the vitality of the three realms of the human world. Now the Heavenly Dao has sent the Lord of Eternal Night to come in darkness. He really wants to completely destroy the human world.

At this time, Humanity and Immortal Dao have not yet recovered from the huge pain, Yinsi and the entire Six Realms of Reincarnation are under the curse of Heaven, and Kun is not in the world.

The catastrophe of returning to the ruins is doomed to be borne by the Demonic Dao itself.

In the entrance, the water is steaming, and the sky is full of clouds and streams.

The mountains, rivers and land are like bamboo shoots after the rain. The mountains and the sea are connected, and every inch of the fertile soil of the porch is full of high-spirited vitality.

It's just that no amount of vitality can make the porch alive.

The greenery in front of me is like a beautiful picture scroll, no matter how beautiful the picture scroll is, it will be a dead thing after all.

The stars are bright, but they seem to be embellished, because there is no one under the starlight.

There are no fish in the water, and no birds in the sky.

I once asked Suzaku to search my entrance, looking for the place where the seed of life was born.

I called Suzaku with my divine sense, and Suzaku came to me after a while.

"Patriarch of the Devil Dao, I have to admit that your entrance is very vast, and it is not easy to find a seed in such a vast entrance."

"I know, so I call you this time to tell you that you don't need to continue searching for the Seed of Life."

"why?"

"Because you'll never find it."

"You mean, there will never be a seed of life in your porch?"

"Yes, from the beginning."

"Then why can't I see it?"

"Of course you can't see it. I didn't understand what the seed of life is until today."

"What is it?"

"it's me."

After finishing speaking, I waved Suzaku to leave.

Then I let go of my soul and let him dissipate between the heaven and the earth in the entrance.

The soul dissipated and turned into endless fragments of divine thoughts.

I began to touch every inch of ground in the porch and draw strength from it.

I touch every star with my own hands, gently wipe the dust on the stars, and make them shine again.

I picked up a handful of seawater, sniffed the salty smell of the seawater, and then pushed the seawater into the distance, setting off layers upon layers of waves.

The green hills shine on people, the wild is windy, and the white clouds are soft and amiable.

Every part of the entrance is telling the joy in the heart.

They are all dead things, but the moment they touch my divine sense, they all seem to come alive.

What a world full of vitality, I couldn't help sighing in my heart.

It's a pity that I don't have much time, and I can't fully understand it.

After the divine sense finally browsed through thousands of mountains and rivers and touched the entire porch, the divine sense began to gather in the air.

Each piece of divine sense carried the power of the profound entrance, reunited into a divine soul, an immortal battle soul.

The brand-new soul is thousands of feet tall, majestic, holy and solemn, and every inch of the young soul is full of strength and hope.

The face is familiar to me, but also a little strange.

Familiarity is my own face, and strangeness is because this brand new soul possesses power beyond my control.

……

In the outside world, I still stand on the top of Buzhou Mountain, my whole body is covered with blood and bruises, and I am so fragile that I seem to fall down at any time.

At the foot of the mountain, Jiang Xueyang still couldn't bear to evacuate.

"Xueyang led the demon disciples to leave Buzhou Mountain at a speed of three hundred miles."

"Xie Lan, what are you going to do?" Xue Yang asked loudly.

"You'll know soon enough, leave now."

"No, I won't watch you and Bu Zhoushan perish together."

"Buzhou Mountain will not be destroyed, and neither will I. Believe me, leave quickly."

Finally, Xueyang stopped arguing with me and left Buzhou Mountain with his demon disciples.

I stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. Thousands of demonic troops were retreating with Jiang Xueyang, looking at each step.

Disciples of the Demon Dao value friendship the most, not to mention that Buzhou Mountain is my ancestral home of the Demon Dao.

Unless Guixu is destroyed, it is better for them to give up life and death than to give up Buzhou Mountain.

Of course I can appreciate their determination to protect the Dao, but the one who can protect the Dao now is me, not them.

If they still stay here, they will become victims of the next battle.

Above the sky, the five fingers of the hand of darkness spread out, as if they would grab it at any time, but it was still pending.

"Why don't you shoot?" I asked the air.

"I'm waiting for you."

"wait for me?"

"If the Patriarch of the Devil Dao died so easily, he wouldn't be alive until now. So I want to see, after losing the power of destiny, what kind of hiding methods do you have, and who else will save your life this time!"

"No one can save me but myself."

"Oh, it seems that you must die this time."

"You are wrong. If you had acted at the beginning, maybe I would really be the one who died, and now you have missed the best opportunity."

After finishing speaking, I directly opened the Shenting acupoint, and the immortal fighting spirit leaped out from the entrance.

He was still wearing a black Taoist robe, and his hair was three thousand feet long.

The height can touch the sky, and the feet can step on the void.

After the Immortal Battle Soul broke through the entrance, I, who was on the top of Buzhou Mountain, disappeared in place and escaped into the void.

It is my divine soul, the undead soul, who is going to fight against the Lord of Eternal Night now.

"Patriarch of the Demon Dao, your soul body is strong and pure, and it's stronger than I imagined, but it's just a little bit surprising. A swordsman without a sword is nothing."

The King of Eternal Night is right, I do not have a sword in my hand right now.

My whole life's combat strength lies in the way of swordsmanship, from the original Seven Killing Sword, Demon Sword, Immemorial Three Swords, and Chaos Sword Intent.

Without the sword, I am indeed nothing. No matter how powerful the undead fighting spirit is, it will not give me more powerful fighting power, and it will not help me break through the night that blocked the entire Guixu.

Chunjun is not by my side, and Kunlun Xue has also been shattered.

There are people and swords, and now my fighting spirit stands proudly in the sky, where is my sword?

I look around, why is it a sword?

Buzhou Mountain slopes to the southeast, like a sword pointing to the way of heaven.

"My sword is here."

After finishing speaking, I reached out and grabbed Buzhou Mountain.

(End of this chapter)