The blood has passed, and the former Tianyi Sect has been completely removed from the world.

Fairy Han left a sigh, leaving behind several relics, and chose to escape into reincarnation. At this world, sentient beings withered, and reincarnation was almost lifeless.

After being washed away by the sea of ​​blood, the earth below formed a layer of glazed color on the surface.

The energy of the earthly veins in all directions is frozen. In the foreseeable future, if there is no person with great magic power here, there will be no vitality!

The wind is howling, and the clouds are sad.

The world is desolate.

In this place, there are still two figures swaying back and forth in the cold wind.

"Damn it!"

Zhuge Qing'er kicked Su Ziyue away with a fierce kick, but she still couldn't relieve her hatred. She chased him again, and rolled around the ground with several kicks.

At this time, Su Ziyue had long lost her once romantic image.

With Youruo's special care and no sword weapon to protect his body, it is a blessing that he can survive without death. Now he is almost a useless person!

His eyes were dull, his clothes were lax, his head was curled up, his eyes were lifeless, and he kept rolling on the ground, without any resistance to kicking Zhuge Qing'er.

"idiot!"

The curses kept coming in his ears, and Su Ziyue's body also rolled and rolled on the ground. His already seriously injured body was constantly tortured and kicked by Zhuge Qing'er.

But his body seemed to have lost the sense of pain, and his face was covered in hunch.

"waste!"

He kept kicking his head, chest, abdomen, limbs, and Su Ziyue's body was covered with footprints.

Zhuge Qing'er was like an angry female beast, venting the anger in Su Ziyue.

I don't know how long this situation lasts.

Until the anger in Zhuge Qing'er's eyes gradually replaced by sadness.

Looking around, there was no vitality in the world. The suppressed energy of heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

The whole world is desolate.

"Forget it! Forget it!"

The whole world is about to be destroyed, and in comparison, the grudges and hatreds of the past are worth mentioning.

Zhuge Qing'er shook her head slightly when she looked down at Su Ziyue who was silent and closed her eyes and waited for death.

"You are not much better than a useless person now. If you kill you, I will lose interest. In short, you should take care of yourself!"

The voice was ethereal, and when Su Ziyue opened his godless eyes, his body was already empty.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and time passes.

A long gray sword stood on the wilderness, standing straight, motionless and unshakable, with an eternal meaning.

Su Ziyue, who was staggering, walked slowly from a distance, approached the sword body, and reached out to pull it away.

"call……"

As the cold wind hangs, Su Ziyue's godless eyes finally reveal a trace of the feelings that a living person should have.

"What? Even you want to abandon me?"

With his head down, he suddenly bent his body, held his hands on the hilt of the sword, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. He used all his strength and desperately drew his long sword out.

"Crack...Crack..."

The earth in the distance trembled slightly, making strange sounds like pulling muscles and bones.

But no matter how hard Su Ziyue used all his strength, the long sword in his hand was as if he had nailed it to the ground and remained motionless.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Who was pestering me at the beginning! Did you forget?"

"I shouldn't pick you out of the ungrateful thing!"

The man in a miserable body cursed at the gray sword in front of him in the wilderness, and the sound of anger echoed around.

"bite……"

The sound of the sword sounded softly, and a woman with an ethereal temperament and flew in clothes quietly appeared on the sword body. The woman's face was hazy, making people unable to see her appearance. Only the aura that looked like the cycle of the way of heaven echoed in the scene.

"Look at your appearance, how could you ever look like a real person in the soul?"

The woman's voice was as ethereal and transparent as her temperament.

"What do I look like?"

"ah!"

Su Ziyue's hair was scattered, her eyes were red, and she pointed at the woman who appeared in the sword with one hand, full of anger.

"Who is this now?"

"It's all because of you! You say you think about me everywhere, but have I had a little better life since you appeared?"

"Isn't it all because of you that I have fallen into this field today!"

Su Ziyue's crazy roar echoed around this empty space, and the anger in it soared into the sky.

"Maybe, you're right."

The sword master did not move, allowing the person in front of him to vent his anger at her.

"From the beginning, I chose the wrong person. I thought you would be the master of this sword and could take on your responsibilities."

"But unfortunately, you are not."

"You are far less strong than I thought. Facing the heavy pressure, you did not choose to face difficulties, but were crushed to break your back."

Su Ziyue's chest was undulating, and his mouth was breathing heavily, and only his pair of angry eyes stared straight at the sword master.

"Since you faced Youruo throwing this sword, you chose to give up."

"Why pick up this sword now?"

"You go! As you said, since you got this sword, you have been in trouble. Maybe, if you leave it, you will live a better life."

The sword master's hazy face slightly raised and looked into the endless void.

"However, there is not much time left for you. I hope you can live a happier life."

The cold wind whirred between heaven and earth.

Su Ziyue's ragged clothes floated behind her, and her long hair was pulled into a straight line behind her back, making his face gradually clear from anger to cold and solemn.

"You're right, I really shouldn't have brought you with me anymore."

"Um!"

The figure of the Sword Lord gradually became illusory, then turned into clear light, sank into the gray sword body, and then disappeared without a sound.

"Don't worry, I will live a good life. Not only that, I will also bring Lin'er back, relying on myself!"

The figure slowly turned around, and his staggering steps became more and more firm, dragging a long oblique shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun, gradually disappearing into the horizon.

A lonely sword stood between heaven and earth.

I don't know when.

"Bang!"

A pair of barefoots appeared on the ground.

The skin of these feet is smooth and the finger bones are smooth and orderly. A faint halo reveals from the skin. When you step on the ground and get contaminated with dust, it actually exudes the dusty meaning of a beautiful green lotus.

"It seems that your situation is not good."

Chen Zi'ang stood firm before the long sword, with a hint of thunder flashing in his eyes. He was not tall, but he had a great sense of creating the world.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoists for achieving enlightenment and becoming an immortal."

The sword master emerged from the sword body, glanced back and forth at Chen Zi'ang, and congratulated softly.

"After becoming an immortal, you can only jump around in front of the Demon Lord of the Blood Sea."

Chen Zi'ang grinned. He came in a clone, not to listen to the other party's congratulations.

"If you don't come out, we will die sooner or later!"

"I can't come out without the help of the sword-holder."

The sword master shook his head slightly.

"I'll help you."

Chen Zi'ang frowned.

"No."

The Sword Lord still shook his head.

"Do you know why my name is Sword Master?"

"Oh! I don't know."

Indeed, this immortal who has lived for unknown amounts of time, the names that are widely circulated in the world are all the words "Sword Master", not Zuo Qiu Qingling, nor Qingling Sword Immortal.

This was nothing, but the other party spoke like this, and I thought there was something else.

"Because I'm not human."

There seemed to be a smile on the sword master's hazy face.

"The Lord of the Swords will eventually be subject to the sword. It was, and it is now!"

Chen Zi'ang blinked and suddenly spoke.

"I dare to ask fellow Taoist, what is the name of the sword you were constrained at the time?"
Chapter completed!