Chapter 2687 I will never pull back the sheath until there is blood!

Naturally, there are some people among them who don't want to care about the creatures in this world or how the world develops, but at this moment they share the same hatred as other creatures because they don't want a hand above their heads to control their destiny at all times.

Arrange their lives at will and curb their growth.

After the silence, Canglan Continent erupted into a roar like a mountain and a tsunami. This roar directly penetrated the layers of void and rushed straight into the virtual realm of Shenjiuqi Shenhai.

Forcibly cracking a hole in his virtual realm, the black chains that originally bound Canglan Continent made an overwhelming clicking sound at this moment.

Shen Jiuqi's face, who was fighting with Jun Moyuan, suddenly changed. Her pupils turned blood red. She turned her head and looked along the connecting wall at the moment. She could see that everyone in the upper and lower realms were shouting.

Angry roars, and the object they are attacking is...

Own!?

how come?

He has planted soul shackles on their souls.

This yoke, even if those people don't know his existence, will subconsciously respect him and will not launch such an angry crusade against him.

Once those people all stand against him, won't everything he has done before be in vain?

What he wants to prevent the return of the spiritual realm is that he doesn't want the world-locking formation to be broken.

But the spiritual realm has not yet returned, but such an accident occurred, which directly caused the world-locking formation to collapse. Even his virtual realm was affected. Even the world-locking formations he sealed on various small realms were also affected.

All showed signs of cracking.

Shen Jiuqi now has no intention of fighting Jun Moyuan, and he doesn't want to do anything to prevent the shower from returning.

Now he just wants to find out what is going on and take remedial measures.

But Jun Moyuan also noticed something strange, and naturally he would not let him go. A cold look flashed in his eyes.

Pressing his hand down, two intertwined handprints appeared in the air. Under Jun Moyuan's action, the blood-colored light prevailed and shattered the black palmprints in an instant.

As a result, the bloody palm prints exhausted their energy and turned into dots of stars that dissipated in the air.

The sky, which was originally covered in black and blood, regained its clear color.

Jun Moyuan could see that Shen Jiuqi now had a vague intention to quit, but how could he just give up?

If you started it, you must continue.

There was a cold light in Jun Moyuan's eyes, and a shadow of a sword flashed under his eyes.

He raised his hand and pulled out a bloody long sword from the void.

As soon as the bloody long sword Pu appeared, it directly caused a tremor in the sky, and the sky was instantly filled with blood.

The scarlet blood evil energy surrounds the long sword, like the burning flame, magnificent and strange.

This is his natal sword.

Since the great battle a hundred thousand years ago, he has never used his natal sword.

The natal sword has been unsheathed, which means that he will not let Shen Jiuqi off so easily today.

Once his natal sword is drawn, it must see blood, otherwise it will never be sheathed.

The moment the blood sword appeared, Shen Jiuqi felt a sense of terror, a familiar crisis emanating from his bones, and his soul couldn't help but tremble.

He came to his senses in an instant, and before he could turn around, his figure disappeared instantly like a stream of light.

And where he disappeared, a long sword mark stretched directly across the sky.

When he appeared again, he was already standing a hundred meters away from Jun Moyuan.

His face looked a little ugly at the moment, and even the black poison on his face couldn't cover it up.

Looking at the long sword mark, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately, he had dodged quickly, otherwise wouldn't the sword have hit him?
Chapter completed!