Su Bian Cultivation World

Luo Jiujiang swung the knife down, the long knife Chengxue in his hand was bright and sharp, but it was covered with a layer of bright stars.

That ray of light is the firework reflected in the child's eyes in the night, the stove fire shining on the mother's face, the candle stub in the lantern when candles are lit in the middle of the night, and the old man sitting at the entrance of the village smoking a pipe and smoking tobacco. Light a thin flame.

It is the warmest and most ordinary firework in the world.

Just at the moment of contact, it ignited Baxia's hair fluttering in the wind.

The killing intent wrapped in softness is also like the principle of inviolability under the chic and easy-going.The temperament and spirit of this knife is very similar to Luo Jiujiang.

At that moment Baxia met Luo Jiujiang's eyes, and he only saw Luo Jiujiang's eyes were burning, and what flashed in his eyes was the same orange fire light that came from the same source as Cheng Xueshuang's blade.

Perhaps this is a fire that belongs to Luo Jiujiang's heart.

"You didn't take Jiu Clan seriously." Luo Jiujiang whispered, "You never asked me how Taotie died."

Taotie died under the counterattack of Chaoyan's four worlds, and those worlds threw their last lives into Luo Jiujiang's dantian without hesitation, and merged with Luo Jiujiang's small world.

How similar is the scene that happened in front of Taotie to the current situation?

It's just that now the three thousand worlds are all standing by Luo Jiujiang's side, with great momentum and flags, headed by Luo Jiujiang, launched a counterattack that is almost backfired against Tyrant.

Luo Jiujiang took the lead and became the first sharp knife in the three thousand worlds.

He represents the will of all beings, omnipotent and invincible.

Baxia raised his hand to extinguish the flames in his hair, and he replied coldly: "Both Taotie and Qiongqi are dead. What has passed away is gone. I only care about the nine clans that are still alive."

He was indeed more tolerant towards the Nine Clans. Jiaotu danced on his bottom line several times, but he didn't do anything to him.

However, Luo Jiujiang exposed him mercilessly: "You don't only care about being alive, you only care about being useful—you only care about yourself."

Otherwise, why would Ni Kui live so aggrieved under his command?

Baxia comprehended the way of self, he cultivated the ultimate self, but also the ultimate selfishness.

"After we humans die, since our friends and descendants cannot inherit his memory, they choose to preserve and pass on his spirit. If you still can't understand why the matter of Mr. Gongyi has left me with long-lasting pain full of rock marks, then you I will never understand why I lost today."

Luo Jiujiang's saber light continued to press down, and the shadow of the Tao of Samsara appeared behind him again.

It's just that this time, compared with the last time, the phantom has undergone an earth-shaking change.

The sundial symbolizing the reincarnation of time is still there, but in that shadow, there are more towns, villages, gathering places of demon clans, and connected tombs.

And among the mountains and rivers in the distance, the vegetation and swimming fish can see the veins and scales of the leaves.As the breeze blows, some leaves fall with the wind, rolling and covering the roots of the old trees, waiting for the moment to turn into spring mud.

This time, in Luo Jiujiang's reincarnation, life and death were added.

Yuan Henglizhen's hair growth law is hidden in Taoism, and the most complex and profound principles in Taoism are also expressed in the simplest way.

One complicated and one simple, just like the movement and stillness of life and death, at the place where the head and tail of yin and yang fish meet, the way of reincarnation has been completed.

Ba Xia was distracted for a moment by Luo Jiujiang's Taoism.

If it is said that Luo Jiujiang's Daoism was a little weak just now, but now, his Daoism has included the whole world.

All of a sudden, Ba Xia vaguely saw that the mountains were on Luo Jiujiang's shoulders, and Wan Shui was under his feet.

He was loved by fate and loved by the world. Under the entrustment of the will of all beings, Luo Jiujiang wanted to kill Baxia.

In such a serious battle, just a slight difference is enough to decide the outcome, let alone Ba Xia's obvious distraction?

With just one thought, it was already a step too late when Ba Xia recruited his Taoist face.When he said the sentence again: "There is no me between heaven and earth", he could no longer use this to resist Luo Jiujiang's knife light with the power of the mountains.

Last time, when Baxia let go of his own way and said that there is no other in the world, Luo Jiujiang only cut a piece of nothingness.

But this time, Chengxue's blade was firmly stuck in the flesh and blood.

No matter how much Ren Baxia despises all beings in the world, his blood is as bright red as the "ants".

"Arrogance can't keep your feet on the ground, but can pain?" Luo Jiujiang shouted loudly, "You think highly of yourself because you are strong, and you despise creatures, but do you bleed and hurt the same?"

Ba Xia sneered, and said without giving an inch: "False reason!"

In an instant, Luo Jiujiang's blade penetrated an inch, and this time it reached the lower radius of the bully. Chengxue scraped on the bone with a penetrating sound.Luo Jiujiang gritted his teeth and said: "The races you want to perish will also be so painful before they die."

If Baxia could listen to these words, it would be more than today.

He gasped heavily, and when talking to Luo Jiujiang, he finally lost the politeness he used to when he was sure of winning.Ba Xia squinted his eyes, blood was gushing out on his arm, but he ignored it completely.

He just stared at Luo Jiujiang, and said word by word: "It's not your turn to teach me."

Looking at each other, Baxia activated the power of time again.The long time is like a wave, rushing straight to Luo Jiujiang, intending to wrap him in it.

Seeing that time was about to cocoon again, and when Luo Jiujiang was about to repeat the same mistakes, he saw the sundial in the Dao Xiang behind him turned upside down for a circle, and the tide driven by Baxia shattered into pieces like flying catkins and turned into fly ash.

Luo Jiujiang twitched the corner of his mouth without a smile, and his sharp eyes fell behind Baxia.

When the ego Dao was mobilizing, Ba Xia had already shown his Dao appearance.

A quarter of an hour ago, Ba Xia forcibly broke Luo Jiujiang's sundial and invaded the time; now, a quarter of an hour later, Luo Jiujiang retaliated with an eye, and no one can say that he did something wrong.

In an instant, Luo Jiujiang's Daoxiang world was on a rampage, almost crushing the self-dao that belonged to the tyrant into a flat piece.

In Baxia's daoist image, whether it's the figure in robes or the giant tortoise with sharp teeth, against the backdrop of Luo Jiujiang's entire world, they all appear pitifully insignificant.

For the first time since the fight, Ba Xia finally lost his breath.

He can accept his failure and his own death, but he cannot admit his smallness and humbleness.

He achieves his own way with his pride and self-confidence, which is also due to his pride in his own strength and race. He always thinks that he is on top of the world.

But now, Luo Jiujiang Hengdao stood in front of him, breaking all his fantasies silently.

The Dragon God ten thousand years ago, and the Luo Jiujiang ten thousand years later, one or two, they are all like peaks that tower into the sky, with their steepness, majesty and precipitousness, they erect an insurmountable mountain wall on the road. The crags are all over the place, making it difficult to climb.

Ba Xia's chest rose and fell rapidly, as if there was an unwilling and unbelievable injustice hidden in it.

Ever since Luo Jiujiang saw him in the White Tiger Realm, it was the first time he had seen such a "human" expression.

Ba Xia shouted: "Heaven is with me!"

At that moment, his robe bulged up, and soon it was torn and torn.A huge sharp-toothed tortoise appeared in midair, with scarlet eyes, a hard carapace, and a deep knife mark on one of its front paws, bleeding continuously from the wound.

Luo Jiujiang scolded him so many times, and finally waited until he took the initiative to turn into a bastard.

"The way of heaven is not on you." Luo Jiujiang categorically beat Baxia's wishful thinking back.

He raised his head and held his knife high. The handsome young man smiled, three-pointedly determined, seven-pointed calm, and there was an undeniable power in his voice, as if what came out of his mouth should be the truth. "Otherwise, why was I born in the world?"

The giant tortoise in mid-air jumped up, and Luo Jiujiang cut the knife.

This is a last resort.

At the moment when Chengxue headed down, the creatures in the Three Thousand Worlds heard the long chants of the mountains.

The sound resounded through the entire three thousand worlds, and finally became one, almost able to go straight to the netherworld.

The calmest river turned white waves at this moment.The stormy waves hit the shore, and the tides rose up, like the spontaneous cheers of the world.

And in the cloud world where Luo Jiujiang is located, strong winds also rise from the ground.

The wind roared like a knife, and it was rushing towards Ba Xia's direction.In the wind, Luo Jiujiang went smoothly and the bully went down against it. With Luo Jiujiang's few blades, the strong wind really rubbed off a little horny skin from the tortoise shell of the bully.

Baxia is so unpopular, even the wind is against him, it's like a cold joke full of black humor.

At this moment, the people in the Three Thousand Worlds heard the songs of mountains and seas, Baxia heard the whistling of swords and winds, but Luo Jiujiang closed his eyes, and almost merged with the small world in his dantian, hearing the sound from the Three Thousand Worlds. ask.

The world crowned Luo Jiujiang and congratulated him on his victory in advance.

The world also said to Luo Jiujiang, the youngest master of Daoyuan, the three thousand worlds want to merge into one again.

In front of the huge will of the whole world, Baxia is as small as a real turtle.

Because the victory of this battle was so undisputed, Luo Jiujiang didn't take the life and death of the other party into his heart long before the end.

As Chengxue's blade fell inch by inch, the tortoise shell, which was originally stronger than steel, mountains, and even the world itself, was chopped open, exposing the soft inner part.

Baxia's dantian gradually showed a kind of fine cracks, Yin and Yang merged by Qiankun can only bow their heads and surrender at this moment.Just like the yin and yang power that he indiscriminately filled Luo Jiujiang's meridians back then, now Luo Jiujiang's spiritual energy invaded and shattered his meridians and flesh and blood.

At this moment, the corner of Ba Xia's mouth was bleeding, and he let out a dying cry.

Victory and defeat.

Baxia fell from the air like a kite with a broken string, and in the process re-formed into a human form.When he fell to the ground, Luo Jiujiang watched helplessly, a sharp stone suddenly moved from three feet away, just in the place where Ba Luo fell.

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

God can learn from it, this matter was not done by him, nor by Qianling.

I really didn't expect that Cloud World has such a lively personality?

The sharp point of the stone pierced Baxia's left shoulder, he curled up subconsciously, and relaxed his body weakly.On Baxia's handsome and cold face in the past, now there is only paleness and sweat.

He didn't cry out, didn't admit defeat, but when he looked at Luo Jiujiang, there was still a clear unwillingness in his eyes.

He surrendered to death and defeat, but he refused to accept his own weakness.

"Why?" Ba Xia murmured, "I am a body of nine races, born with a different species, exterminated Xuanwu, merged Yin and Yang, and can be called the number one god in the three thousand worlds...Why, why are you huge and I am weak?"

"I am strong because all beings and the world trust me and are willing to give me the most sincere friendship. You are weak because you have nothing but yourself."

Luo Jiujiang also landed from the sky, standing less than three feet away from Baxia.

He lowered his gaze in the direction of Baxia: "Those who have gained the Tao will be helped a lot, and those who have lost the way will be given little help, that's all."

There was still a bit of disbelief on Ba Xia's face, his expression was crying and laughing, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "That's all... that's all?"

"Yes."

"No, I..." Baxia seemed to want to say something, but the muddy color had already climbed into his eyes.

All of a sudden, his neck hangs down limply, and the overlord of a generation dies.

He died more simply than Taotie, and the soul that floated out had no intention of escaping.

Ba Xia's soul came out of his body, only looked up at Luo Jiujiang, then shook his head resolutely, and disintegrated in the world by itself.

This war that mobilized the entire Three Thousand Worlds has finally come to an end.

But the strength and blessings from friends remain in Luo Jiujiang's heart forever.

At the same time, the request made to him by the three thousand worlds was similarly remembered by Luo Jiujiang.

"I want the three thousand worlds to merge into one, and then bring Mr. Gongyi back, and then see if Dong Daoyou is still saved, and finally have a feast for seven days, thanking my friends one by one."

Han Qianling fell silently behind Luo Jiujiang, turning into a human form.He stared intently at Luo Jiujiang's back, and asked softly, "And then?"

Luo Jiujiang turned around and smiled at him, stretched out his hand and crushed it in the air, deliberately avoiding the topic: "Ba Xia is indeed the strongest creature before, maybe he is only one step away from the Dragon God. You see, although his soul splits on its own, However, part of the self-dao contained in it still drifts away, and it can be said that all three thousand worlds are stained... When the worlds are merged later, I have to wipe off this power by the way."

Han Qianling couldn't be fooled by him, and smiled calmly: "What else?"

Luo Jiujiang finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He smiled with eyebrows crooked, and stretched out a hand to Han Qianling, with the palm facing up, filled with such affection: "All the time and years to come, I only hope that the bright moon will accompany me."

Through the bright water mirror, everyone could see that the two hands finally clasped tightly.