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Luo Jiujiang raised his sword, and the dense, misty dark pink death energy spread out behind him, just like the way of desire and passion that spread out behind Qiongqi before three breaths.
Qiongqi's Dao has been cultivated to the perfection, it can be said that he is proficient and familiar with it. Because of this, for more than a hundred years, Qiongqi could not go any further.
However, Luo Jiujiang's avenue is still being explored and has not yet taken shape.
So at this moment, the destroyed Qiongqi Dao and Luo Jiujiang's death are in sharp contrast, just like the obvious contrast between them-one is born and the other is old.
Countless death qi gathered around Luo Jiujiang's body, entered Luo Jiujiang's dantian, and also passed through Luo Jiujiang's body, and went straight to Qiongqi without concealment.
Luo Jiujiang remained silent, and pressed the blade down heavily. Even though the tip of his knife pointed at only one person, when the blood-red shadow of the knife sank, everyone in the hall felt out of breath at the same time.
It's like being choked by someone, and it's like the lifeline is in the hands of others, life and death are hanging by a thread The feeling at this moment is as if they just brushed past death.
Luo Jiujiang finally landed the knife.
This time the duel is a collision between pure Dao, and it is the most naked comparison between Dao Yuan. In the dantian of Luojiujiang, a round of silver moon that is in charge of the power of yin rises, shining brightly in the dark powder and dead energy all over the dantian!
With this knife, there is no room for Qiongqi to escape.
Daofengjiang is red, mixed with bloody smell and sharp screams. In this omnipotent sword energy, Qiongqi's path of desire and affection was completely broken, while Luo Jiujiang's path of death gradually took shape.
He has been close to the Dao of Death endlessly in the endless darkness, and has a preliminary understanding of the appearance of the Dao, but he has not yet shaped the appearance of his own Dao.
However, now, among Qiongqi's scattered fragments of the avenue, Luo Jiujiang's death path has finally taken shape.
At the bottom of his dark pupils, the shadow of the bright moon in the dantian faintly appeared. At this moment, Luo Jiujiang's eyes and expression were very far away, as if he had reached a certain end that human beings could not reach.
His original appearance was handsome and friendly, but at this moment, Luo Jiujiang at a glance made people feel that he was far away from the world of the living.
Fortunately, this kind of reaction only lasted for a moment. In the next moment, Luo Jiujiang's whole body was full of dead anger. on track.
At this moment, there seemed to be a small reincarnation in Luo Jiujiang's saber energy, and the death energy was temporarily separated like an ebb, while the anger flowed continuously from Luo Jiujiang's dantian throughout his body.
Since then, the origins of life and death have blended, and the back of yin and yang has penetrated. Originally, the moon rose and set in the dantian of Luo Jiujiang, and death prospered and life declined. But being drawn by the dark fan's deadly murderous intent, the two finally maintained a delicate balance.
Every time Zheng Yi starts to slaughter dogs, he is mostly a scholar with a heartless heart. While Luo Jiujiang was going straight to Qiongqi, wanting to seek justice for the justice of the world, at the same time, the death anger and resentment from the furnaces for thousands of years also silently pulled Luo Jiujiang.
This light tug is the difference between the life and death of the humble dog of all things, and the humanity of the benevolent child.
? Luo Jiujiang's Dao of Swords enters the way of humanity, and the way of life follows the way of humanity. Now the way of death has returned to the way of humanity after going off track.
What he cultivates is not the prehistoric universe of heaven and earth, but the life and death of all things.
Luo Jiujiang cultivates humanity.
Between one breath and one breath, in the cycle of yin and yang, the outcome between him and Qiongqi has been decided, life and death will be divided. He only heard Qiongqi scream and fell from mid-air, obviously he had lost completely.
His burly figure was finally as tattered as the countless cauldrons that had been killed under his hands, and he finally showed hesitation and fear in his handsome face with a bit of evil spirit. It seemed that when facing the life-and-death test caused by fate, he behaved similarly to the furnace cauldron that he had always regarded as an ant.
He can't even be as strong as some furnaces.
Luo Jiujiang then fell to the ground, and the two knives in his hands vibrated slightly, but they no longer gushed out dried blood, but only emitted a faint white light.
He waited quietly for the moment when Qiongqi's soul left his body, and planned to fulfill his promise - he wanted Qiongqi to be wiped out, and even Nether would not keep him.
A voice sounded from far and near, and it sounded a little hesitant. The owner of the voice tentatively walked in the direction of the two of them. The sound was melodious like a gurgling mountain spring, with a clarity that was indistinguishable between male and female.
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"The end of resentment is over, and the source of hatred has been wiped out with my own hands It's time to say goodbye, friends. I want to thank you for lending my knife."
? To die to live, to die to live. It is Qiongqi who wants to die first, and these dead spirits and obsessions that are trapped in place can finally be reborn.
The boiled dirty pink and dead energy calmed down, and the lightly diluted blood color faded away like melting, and finally turned into white like the midday sun.
Under the blessing of Luo Jiujiang's two ways of life and death, these dead auras have poured into the prototype of the avenue shown behind Luo Jiujiang, turning around in the roulette wheel of fate, as if being washed, transforming from dead aura into vitality.
These angry people got into the bodies of other furnaces in the hall one after another, and many furnaces felt refreshed, looked up and looked around, and suddenly felt that their minds were much clearer.
There are many angry clothes with Chu Yao, surrounding him like a long skirt, I don't know if it is an old friend of Chu Yao. Luo Jiujiang stood not far away and watched, and saw Chu Yao touched his heart feelingly, blinked his eyes, and actually shed a tear.
This time, he no longer has to cry for others to see.
There are also some angry people who played around in the temple for a few times, and finally threw themselves into Luo Jiujiang's dantian, merged into the sun that seemed to burn forever in the sky, and became a part of the end of Luo Jiujiang's Daoyuan.
In this way, Qiongqi died, the furnace was saved, and the grievances receded. A world with absurd system that lasted for a thousand years finally came to an end.
Luo Jiujiang let out a long breath, feeling a little lost.
He motioned Mo Luo to take care of the other "guests" in the hall, while he turned his head to look at Qiongqi's cold body.
After the death of the nine races, they don't look a little more noble than others. Throw this piece of rotten meat here, and six hours later, maggots will still be born.
This is the first Nine Clans to die at the hands of humans since the Four Elephant Nine Clans came into the world.
In the dark, the trumpet of war has already sounded in the void, and the flag of another day is rising in destiny. At this moment, most of the people present who have experienced this incident are still ignorant of it.
Luo Jiujiang walked two steps on those blood-soaked boots, feeling that he still forgot something.
¡ª¡ªBoom!
With a bang, the outer wall of the palace, which had lost the protection of the Zhenjiang Liu formation, was shattered by a black dragon in public. If it hadn't been for the dome of the main hall to be turned into dust by the battle between Luo Jiujiang and Qiongqi, seeing the angry look of the black flood dragon, it seems that he still wants to overturn the roof of the hall.
The black flood dragon roared, uttering a strange animal language that few people in the field could understand. He said angrily: "No grievance, no enmity, Qiongqi, why did you send people to hunt and kill me so far!"
Luo Jiujiang: ""
"That hunting ground! With me! It doesn't matter!" the black dragon roared like thunder.
Luo Jiujiang: ""
Luo Jiujiang remembered what he forgot.
Luo Jiujiang also seemed to understand why Shen Yuan had something to do with the hunting ground.
He knew why such a big incident happened in the hunting ground, but no one came to the palace to find out why.
"CoughBrother Shen Yuan. See you soon." Luo Jiujiang calmly showed his hands and wiped the red robes of the red guards on his body as camouflage, as if silently declaring that he neither wears black clothes , also without a knife.
Shen Yuan fell to the ground angrily, and turned into a human again. I don't know if it was intentional or not, he landed on Qiongqi's corpse and stomped on it.
Sometimes Luo Jiujiang really admired the other party's single-line thinking circuit, and he reminded: "Brother Shen Yuan came to talk to Qiongqi to reason? That might not work, Qiongqi just died not long ago."
And the belly is still under your feet.
"Ah?" Shen Yuan opened his eyes wide, as if he just came back to see the situation in the palace.
He blankly inspected the ruins of the palace, blood stains, all kinds of dishes trampled into mud on the ground, and "guests" who were arrested one by one. His face was dazed, as if he realized that he had played the wrong role in the middle of singing.
What's going on? What are you doing? ! He's here to settle accounts with Qiongqi!
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