The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

at this time,

now,

here.

In this "eliminated" area.

She stood in front of him again, her eyes filled with extreme disgust.

"This is Qiu Shui."

Yun Su held a sword and blocked Hongjun's way to the top of the Heavenly Road and knock on the Gate of Heaven.

126. She is afraid of loneliness (first update)

Jing Yan stood on Mingjian Peak and looked into the distance.

There is the center of Qiu Shui, a quiet lake with ripples in the center and nothing else.

Strange, was Qiu Shui like this before?

That's it, it has always been like this - this thought came to his mind, and he could even recall the details of the lake.

However, Jingyan's heart told him that something was wrong.

"God King...Who is the God King?"

The Ling Ran Son of God was muttering, his eyes full of confusion, but soon he figured something out, and a trace of clarity appeared in his eyes.

Since there is no God King, it means...

The God King...is his future self!

He has to rely on his own efforts, his own talent, and his own strength to step onto the throne of the God King step by step.

He will lead the Gods to prosperity and restore the glory of tens of thousands of years ago... He is the one who shoulders the mission of the Gods and will never allow himself to fail.

Then, fanaticism flashed in the eyes of Ling Ran, the Son of God. He looked at Jing Yan's back and clenched the spear in his hand.

Although his mind was a little confused, he had already understood something. It was him. All this was a trap set by him... What trap was it?

With his mind in a daze, Ling Ran, the Son of God, looked at the white figure in front of him and gritted his teeth.

He will not lose.

As long as the person in front of you disappears, you haven't lost.

As if his sanity was devoured, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of Ling Ran, the Son of God. He clenched the spear in his hand and threw it towards the figure.

"Shh!"

The figure in white didn't even look back. He just stared into the distance in a daze, swinging the ink-black sword in his hand behind him.

The sharp edge swept past, detonating the spear thrown by the Son of God Ling Ran. From beginning to end, he never even looked at Ling Ran behind him.

Jing Yan lowered his head, looking at the endless red silk thread in his hand, his eyes full of confusion and disappointment.

He felt like he had lost something.

Lost something precious.

And this red line connects them, and at the end of the red line, there may be something, someone, or something.

He was going to find it now...

Jing Yan took a step forward and walked towards the lake. Someone called him from behind, but he didn't care. Everything around him had nothing to do with him. Ling Ran, competition, etc., all seemed unimportant compared to the thing he had forgotten.

He just had a premonition in his heart that if he left that thing behind, it would be lost forever...

She would be afraid of being alone.

......

......

The God King Hongjun stopped and looked at the woman holding the sword in front of him.

This reminded him of his own demons.

The scene tens of thousands of years ago when she stood before thousands of gods and demons and cut off his arm.

She was wearing a long dress stained with blood, the long sword in her hand had countless cracks, and her eyes seemed to reflect purgatory - those were Hongjun's fearful eyes.

He couldn't understand why in just a hundred years, the other party had the power to slaughter gods and demons. It was obvious that not long ago, she was still the little girl who could only watch her own people being slaughtered.

She was clearly exhausted, and the guards around her were still charging at her one after another - but why didn't she stop swinging her sword?

There's not even any spiritual energy left in her body!

The action of drawing the sword seemed to be imprinted in her subconscious, supporting her to continue to act. It was more like revenge than swinging the sword - she was swinging the sword at her weak self back then, and she was angry at her own incompetence at that time.

She could not forgive herself, nor could she forgive the god who burned her home. She was punishing herself and also punishing the god.

This is the power of hatred - perhaps the God King Hongjun may not be able to realize this in his entire life.

"It's you?"

Looking at the woman standing in front of him, the God King Hongjun stopped and the scepter in his hand emitted a faint light.

He still can't forget that scene.

The moment when the woman cut off his right arm with her sword.

She did not use her cultivation, nor did she use her spiritual energy. The God King Hongjun could clearly have avoided it. He was facing a woman who was already unconscious and had lost all her cultivation. He could clearly have escaped.

But he didn't.

Because he was frightened.

That was the first time in his life that he felt fear, and it was also the only time he felt fear - after all the gods and demons in the sky were killed by the woman in front of him.

She alone killed all the gods and demons with her sword!

She clearly had no strength left, but she was supported by the belief in revenge. She used up her last bit of strength and stabbed Hongjun in front of her.

Fortunately, the sword missed.

Unfortunately, his right arm was cut off so neatly that he tried countless methods to restore it.

Because the God King Hongjun is still in fear, as long as this fear is not eliminated, he will never be able to obtain a complete body.

This is his shame.

This shame has been with me my whole life.

He had been insulted countless times among the gods. Those ants who once looked up to him couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw how the once high and mighty God King had now fallen into a useless person with an incomplete body.

Countless ridicules and mockery came upon him.

But the result?

It was these humiliations and resentments that enabled him to win in the end, and he trampled under his feet those who had insulted him and branded them into eternal ice.

He has overcome his inner demons and he is no longer afraid!

This is what the Divine King Hongjun thinks.

However, when the woman in front of him appeared alive, the God King Hongjun couldn't help but tremble, and the deepest fear in his heart surged up.

He thought he had overcome it, but in fact he hadn't. He had simply forgotten it over a long period of time. And when the memory was wiped clean of the dust on an ancient mirror, he still couldn't help feeling endless fear in his heart.

"it's me?"

Yun Su looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was full of divinity, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

She had clearly never met the other person, so why would he ask such a question?

Moreover, just by looking at him, boundless rage would rise in his heart, and the sword in his hand would tremble faintly, and he wanted to kill him with the sword.

"you are?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Su sighed and said lightly.

"Forget it, it's not important. What's important is that this is not the place for you to come."

Yun Su clenched the sword in her hand. She could feel the power of the person in front of her...the kind of unparalleled power!

However, she had no reason to retreat, because behind her was Qiu Shui, the place she saw as soon as she opened her eyes...a very important place to her.

"Did you forget it?"

The God King Hongjun looked at Yun Su in front of him and raised the scepter in his hand high.

"All my shame is caused by you, and you don't even remember who I am!"

The scepter in his hand fell down fiercely and landed in the void.

An immense divine power surged from the void.

That is a level deeper than the Mahayana realm - the God King Hongjun has absorbed the spiritual energy of the sword domain, and he has already stepped half a foot out of the Heavenly Gate!

It's time to erase the demons in your heart.

Hongjun thought so.

127. Sword Domain Falls (Second Update)

Light was reflected in Yun Su's eyes.

That was the light emerging from the sky, carrying with it the mighty pressure of heaven.

That was the power that Hongjun stole from the Heavenly Dao. With the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, he had already stepped half a foot across the Heavenly Gate.

He is about to achieve immortality and enter a new realm.

Yun Su pursed his lips, drew out his sword, and faced the power of thunder in the sky.

The sky, which was originally filled with floating clouds, now turned pitch black. Raging flames rose from the dark clouds, and a terrifying cold light emerged from the void, carrying with it the wrath and gloom of the gods.

The God King Hongjun was probably extremely afraid of Yun Su, so even though he had taken half a step into a new level, he still did not dare to underestimate the woman in front of him.

The past was still vivid in his mind, and this time, he had to be more steady than before - he no longer had another chance.

Not only the magic stone symbolizes "elimination", when Hongjun decided to take this step, before he completely reached the Heavenly Gate and reached that new realm, he had no chance to take a step back.

He can only succeed.

Failure is irreparable.

Therefore, any enemy that stands before him will be destroyed before his eyes with the power of god.

And Yun Su in front of him is the only stumbling block on his road to becoming a god.

Yun Su gazed at the power of the gods that enveloped the sky and swung his sword at the dark clouds.

The sword flashed, revealing a few cracks in the dark clouds, and then those cracks were filled at the speed of light. It was as quiet and deep as a dark cloud covering a city.

Yun Su couldn't remember how long it had been since he faced such a powerful enemy.

In other words, it has been who knows how long since she had the motivation to become stronger.

She did not expect to make further progress. Her original cultivation was enough, so she neglected her practice during this long period of time.

Even the guy who asked her to draw her sword last time was Tian Yanzi from Yantian Dao Sect.

In that battle, Yun Su had already exerted 80% of his strength, and compared with the God King Hongjun in front of him, Tian Yanzi was more than ten times inferior.

Hongjun's cultivation reached a new height, a level that did not exist between cultivation systems and had never been named by anyone in history.

He holds the key to breaking through the blockade of the Heavenly Dao, and if he takes just one more step forward, he might be able to glimpse the truth of the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, Yun Su felt a deep sense of powerlessness when facing him.

The enemy's cultivation level in front of him is totally beyond the ability of a Mahayana cultivator to defeat him - just like a child in the eyes of an adult, even if he fights back, he will only look ridiculous.

The figure of God King Hongjun appeared in the air.

He raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

In the distant sky, colorful clouds were spinning slowly. At dawn, a ray of light broke out from the cumulus clouds, forming the shape of a door.