The head was messy and already broken. On the stone slab of the palace, there were some cracks in the head, which was as fine as fine iron.

Dead?

Gu Wen's fairy sword did not withdraw, but continued to flicker with dazzling sword light.

The mana that surged like a river in the body did not stop at all. Akabane wanted to hold back some of the mana, but he stopped her.

His eyes never left the headless corpse.

There was no blood flowing out of the severed head of the corpse. Instead, little spiritual lights emerged. The spiritual light condensed into a young Taoist priest in the void.

Wearing a green and white Taoist robe, with handsome features and a red rope tied on his hand, Gu Wen looked like Zhao Feng at first glance.

The soul of Emperor Daojun.

Doesn't this make you die?

The murderous intent in Gu Wen's eyes is undiminished, and his energy is locked on the soul of the Dao Lord and Emperor. His body was defeated before, but now only the soul is left, can he make a great change?

"Poor Zhao Sanming."

The young Taoist slightly raised his hand, but in the face of Gu Wen's undisguised murderous intention, he still said with a kind smile: "My little friend and I have a blood feud, but please allow me to explain. I have three words to resolve the grudge."

"First of all, I have studied the human heart deeply. I dare not say that it is the best in the world, but it can still be ranked among the top three. You should already know about the dispute between Jianmu and the human race. I can pass on what I have learned throughout my life and recommend you to become a human being.

Emperor, and achieve the fruition status of heaven and earth."

"Secondly, there are millions of people outside the world, and there are countless blessed places in the cave world. It will take an extremely long time to integrate everyone into the dragon vein. I can take over the tedious construction of the dragon vein on my behalf. You just need to wait."

"Thirdly, Daojun and Emperor are not Pingdao, but Pingdao's inner demons. Pingdao is willing to bear all kinds of sins he has committed."

After saying that, Zhao Sanming made no other moves.

A sanctification status, a sanctification assistance

At this moment, even the fairy sword has slightly restrained its sword light.

No one will not be moved. Even though this is not the status of the Immortal Sword, Gu Wen, as the wielder of the sword, can ascend to heaven.

A saint holding a sword should be considered superior to an immortal.

Gu Wen walked towards Zhao Sanming, taking three steps and two steps at a time, holding his shoulder with one hand, holding the human and immortal magic palm against all things and trapping the soul, and holding the sword in his other hand and passing it forward.

The fairy sword pierced his chest, Zhao Sanming let out a dull grunt, and when he stepped back, he was forcefully held down by Gu Wen.

He looked at his face, which was less than three inches tall, and his murderous intent did not weaken at all.

"My little friend, it is difficult to achieve great results by fighting over emotions."

"What's the big deal?"

Gu Wen asked softly, then asked and answered himself: "I was a mortal a year ago, and I am also a mortal now. I know how much a pound of rice costs, I care about what to eat for lunch, and I will pay the water bill because of certain restaurants.

And angry."

"Of course I will also curse you because of the tyranny of the dog emperor, and I will feel resentful because of the beatings and scoldings of your son. These are all big things to me."

"Now tell me, what's the big deal?"

Zhao Sanming was stunned, with a bitter smile on his face. He knew that there might be huge benefits that he could not explain.

"Propagating the human race and competing for the status of heaven and earth are important things. If you have not experienced three thousand years of demonic disasters, you cannot understand."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Wen grabbed him and lifted him hundreds of feet into the air, overlooking the messy Bianjing City.

The streets were filled with corpses whose souls were gradually severing due to the loss of their souls, and relatives crying around them.

Gu Wen asked again: "How do man-made disasters compare to monster disasters?"

"."

Zhao Sanming was silent again.

These were caused by his inner demons, but they were also caused by him, just like those who killed for profit and killed by mistake. Now that the obsession is gone, he can't argue with it at all, otherwise it is not obsession, but his nature.

"There are tens of millions of times more human beings in the outer world than here. I can save more people and atone for their sins."

"Do you think the merits and demerits are equal to each other? If you kill one person and then save another, there is no fault?"

Gu Wen couldn't help laughing and said: "I'll tell you what it means to do good. When I was in Longqiao, Bianjing, a large number of refugees would gather at the end of the alley during a famine. I would take dozens of taels every day to buy thick noodles.

Momo, ask them to help me move the bricks and stones from the right side of the mansion to the left, and then move them to the right tomorrow."

"I saved hundreds of people and kept them there for several months until they were relieved by the court."

Zhao Sanming argued: "You saved a thousand people, but the imperial court saved tens of millions. As I said, the Dragon Vein Act can save millions of people."

"Who caused the famine for these thousands of people?"

"."

Zhao Sanming was silent for three times. His soul was being wiped out bit by bit by the sword's will. The speed was very fast because he had no resistance.

But resistance was useless. Gu Wen was determined to kill him and would not let him have any chance to escape.

Therefore, making peace is the best and only way.

However, after a series of exchanges, Zhao Sanming felt that his hope was getting slimmer. He still had many rebuttals, but Gu Wen did not accept this.

As he said, he is a layman.

If Hua Yang and Yun Miao were here, they would understand their difficulties and know his usefulness.

Zhao Sanming's voice was low and he said with difficulty: "I can be a slave for a thousand years, or you can kill me after a thousand years, as long as this skill is not buried."

Becoming an immortal is an obsession, and solving the existential crisis of the human race is a long-cherished wish.

The inner demon didn't want to be the final loser, so he chose to use up his foundation to seal the Immortality Pill, and he didn't want to die so lightly.

"unnecessary."

The celestial sword in Gu Wen's hand shone brightly, and the sword light was like sunlight of tens of millions of degrees, dissolving Zhao Sanming bit by bit.

After a stick of incense passed, the last ray of spiritual light disappeared.

"Senior Xianjian, is he dead?"

"dead"

Xian Jian gave an affirmative answer.

He actually wanted to keep Zhao Sanming. Gu Wen really needed Zhao Sanming's help in building the dragon vein, and the human race also needed one more immortal-level combat power.

But since Gu Wen must kill him, Immortal Sword will not forcefully interfere. This is the freedom of the strong.

"Is he dead?"

Gu Wen inhaled slightly, his eyes brightened slightly, and the air that had been suppressed in his chest for a long time slowly released.

The corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and he was smiling without even noticing it. He was a common man, and he naturally smiled when he killed his enemy, instead of pretending to be sad.

And when this matter is over, he can also enter the world of practice that he has longed for for a long time, and see the truly vast world.

Gu Wen raised his head and looked up at the sky. The battle was still going on, and the entire sky was in pieces.

"I'm going to help fellow Taoist Qingcang. You go get the Immortality Pill first."

The fairy sword in her hand turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky. With one sword, she cut off the aftermath of Taoism that covered the sky. Qing Cang's figure was revealed, and she was fighting with another unknown male and female being.

Since the sky was quickly filled with the aftermath of magical powers, Gu Wen could not tell who had the upper hand.

However, the illusory palm protecting Bianjing has not disappeared, so it should not be a big problem.

With this thought, Gu Wen turned his head to the headless body, carefully reached out to his chest with his spiritual thoughts, and then a bloody bead flew out.

I took an inch-sized piece and wiped off the blood, revealing a color like gold, with illusory lines looming.

Immortality Pill!

Finally! Finally got it!
Chapter completed!