"If I wanted you to die, you would have died a hundred times!" Jian Wushuang shook his head.
It would be enough to kill an ordinary person without him taking action!
At first, his aura was very well hidden, so he could take action when he saw the other party for the first time.
But because of Hui Qing, he didn't take action.
As for right or wrong?
Is it his fault for offering sacrifices?
If there really is right and wrong, then the origin of the universe, the origin of time and space, and even the infinite starry sky are all wrong.
Why should we give birth to such powerful beings?
Wouldn’t it be better if everyone were the same!
Does he just want to sacrifice to those common people?
Without the guidance of the gods, he could only do that in order to survive.
Helped the White King to regain his peak, but finally fell into the trap of the gods and revived Foyego.
So much so that now that they have all left the Qishen Temple, all this means nothing.
In this cruel world, every weak person is miserable.
The compassion has long been exhausted.
Therefore, Jian Wushuang must strengthen himself, which is why every practitioner pursues the path of being strong.
This world is unfair, so I have to be strong!
If you have been practicing for such a long time and cannot even understand this principle, then you should stop practicing and just wait to die.
Everything follows the highest rules.
Huiqing's character still has too little experience, maybe because she was born in this world by mistake. It would be best if she could be a mortal in a certain paradise!
Clang!
Jian Wushuang closed his eyes and pulled out the Jueyun Sword from behind.
Everything was so casual and silent.
But the origin of swordsmanship in the body underwent a qualitative change at this moment.
The long sword was drawn out, and the sound of the sword cut through the silent space.
The billowing fog immediately dispersed.
A seemingly ordinary sword actually exploded into a universe made of swords.
This sword was inspired by emotion!
It was exactly the sword that Jian Wushuang wanted to create. It did not contain any secret techniques, but it unleashed his strongest strength at the moment.
One sword can cut off the top.
After breaking through to the ninth level of ultimate swordsmanship, he continued to improve, but he did not have time to create his own peak swordsmanship. Now it seems that he has already made a sword and has a peak swordsmanship.
The huge sword intent slowly slashed towards the thick fog. Wherever it passed, the thick fog dissipated and turned into a line, or in other words, the thick fog turned into a painting.
The thick fog that originally rose hundreds of millions of miles away instantly turned into a paper-thin portrait.
Wherever the long sword passes, no force can stop it.
The power of death will all dissipate.
Without a thought of the blockade of the universe, the moment this power exploded, it caused shock in the human world.
Some top-notch old monsters in the sacred mountains far away in the middle opened their eyes one after another.
"The mysterious strongman appears again!"
"Quick! Inform the temple that we cannot stop this power."
"No, don't tell your Majesty?"
The most powerful man in the human world, his status plummeted after these mysterious powerful attacks.
Because every supreme powerhouse that appeared these few times was much stronger than that great master.
Whether it's Hui Qing who just broke through, Jiang Shang who broke out, or Long Yi, no one of them is trying to beat the top of the four secret realms.
Not only was the human world shaken, but even the true spirits' eyes widened.
The discovery of the power of death was already shocking enough, and he was ready to die personally, because the power of death was of great importance.
When Jian Wushuang mastered the power of life, he could just sit back and do nothing, because having the power of life is a good thing. Although he has never heard of anyone mastering the power of life, the good thing is that he is the one who masters it!
Now that the power of death appears, even if it is controlled by our own people, we must quickly eliminate it.
The prophecy made by Xuan Yi was really terrible.
A peerless strong man will appear in the future and destroy a long river of time and space.
The only thing that can destroy the long river of time and space is the power of death.
The long river of time and space where Qi Temple was originally located was because of the power of death.
So stop it!
But before he could take action, Jian Wushuang's sword strike just now made his eyes light up.
A sword can turn the nine levels of space in the universe into one, which is compressing space into a piece of paper.
This secret method of swordsmanship is even more magical than the life force in Jian Wushuang.
Although I haven't heard of anyone being able to control the power of life, it is everywhere, just in the hands of the rules.
But he had not only never seen the secret method that could completely crush space into a piece of paper, but he had also never heard of it.
I was stunned for a moment!
Human world.
Jian Wushuang himself was also surprised. This inspired sword was unexpectedly so powerful. The power of death was like a piece of paper.
The sword intent continued to strike down, and the thick fog soon gradually disappeared.
Before the fog completely disappeared, a figure leaked out of the thick fog.
He has a slender figure, a round head, thick eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that exude death.
The breeze blew by, fluttering his robes.
"Huiqing!" Jian Wu's eyes twitched and he quickly put away his sword.
The sword shadow completely disappeared in front of Hui Qing.
Jiang Shang also saw Hui Qing and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Jian Wushuang.
Now Huiqing has undergone earth-shaking changes. In addition to her appearance, her aura and strength are different.
Jian Wushuang shook his head and whispered: "He is not Huiqing!"
He felt something was wrong when the sword just passed by, and after realizing it was Hui Qing, he stopped.
What if the other party is just possessed!
He didn't even know how powerful that sword was. If he really wanted to kill Hui Qing, it would be a big sin.
"In other words, Huiqing is not in charge of him now!" Jian Wushuang explained.
He knew that Huiqing's power was the power of reincarnation transformed by divine power, and was not the power of death at all.
Jiang Shang was a little anxious and felt extremely regretful in his heart.
Especially after knowing that the master would not hesitate to become the enemy of the Qi Temple for him!
Everything started because of her.
In her body, the true spirit formed again, and she said very tiredly: "Master!"
The corners of Jiang Shang's eyes were moist.
Gently soothe the true spirit of origin.
At the beginning, she was just an ordinary little girl who wanted to have enough to eat. She was ordinary.
Living a simple life with my brother.
All because of that bloody sacrifice!
The sacrifice caused the death of his brother, allowing her to be reborn and embark on the path of spiritual practice.
Without her brother, her master Huiqing is her relative.
Now the master Huiqing is in a deep sleep and controlled by the power of death.
The relatives around me include the death of my parents at an early age, the death of my brother, and the current crisis of my master.
She suddenly felt powerless!
The powerful aura on his body also weakened again.
The True Origin Spirit comforted: "Master, this is not your fault!"
The original true spirit turned into a kitten and gently nudged Jiang Shang's ankle with its head.
Compared with Jiang Shang, Jian Wushuang's fighting spirit was rising.
"Mara, step back!"
This battle is a duel between the power of life and the power of death, and it has nothing to do with who is on the sidelines.