A touch of gorgeous purple actually dyes the origin of life and death, which is only an abstract concept, with color, as beautiful as a dream.
Huang Quan's pupils shrank violently, like needlepoints, and he did not expect such a change.
Zhenwu is cheating
Or is it that he left something strange and difficult to detect within the aura of his own nature? It has no other function except to establish a subtle connection. Once it is close to his body, it can wake him up from the inexplicable state of life and death. pull out
In an instant, Huang Quan's thoughts surged and various speculations emerged, but he was more inclined to the final inference.
Back then, Zhenwu was the Black Emperor, one of the five ancient emperors, and the Demon-Danger Heavenly Lord among the nine Taoist deities. Even if he was eager for the mysteries of the shortcut deep in the origin of life and death in order to cross the sea of suffering and reach the other side, how could he be blinded by greed and commit the crime? Made a fatal mistake, went too deep and too far, had no choice but to be assimilated by the Tao
If he dares to do this, he must have a back-up plan, a back-up plan that can help the main body get out of trouble and die.
And it was completely normal for me, who had been controlled by him at the beginning, to unknowingly fall into the trap and seal a subtle connection.
So he didn't dare to get close at that time, fearing that he would be assimilated by the Tao. After going through countless hardships and reincarnations, he came back with sufficient preparations, and it happened to be the introduction to awaken him.
Thinking of this, Huang Quan even had a suspicion that Emperor Zhenwu had deliberately planned it. He was assimilated by Tao, took risks to understand the mystery of life and death, and imprinted the strange state of life and death, laying the foundation for the other side of his current awakening, and himself became his a vital chess piece.
Thoughts went back and forth a thousand times, and the underworld was also extraordinary. At this moment, all kinds of distracting thoughts were eliminated, and I understood that I only had a slim chance of survival.
That is, before Emperor Zhenwu can completely get rid of his strange state, he must destroy his true spirit and occupy his body with a will that is not afraid of death.
kill
Facing Emperor Zhenwu's brilliant purple eyes, Huang Quan did not retreat but advanced, his right hand turned into a dragon's claw and turned dark. The white light flowed straight towards the Niwan Palace of Demon Lord Dang.
Threads of blood-yellow shot out, like sharp nails, full of the color of sinking. Before it came close, the flat crown on Zhenwu's head was stained with the color of death, and his black hair fell in the wind. Withered every inch.
Meng Qi, the Asura Ancestor and the Blood Killer Taoist, who were watching from a distance, were briefly shocked and stunned, and then turned around together. He ran away like crazy.
They have no way to get close to where Zhenwu's body is, and even their magical powers will be assimilated. If Huang Quan hadn't specially prepared a protective treasure just now, I'm afraid his voice and the image of Zhenwu's body wouldn't have been revealed. Therefore, facing Emperor Zhenwu The strange awakening can't hit the opponent at all, and it can't affect the people around them, so what effect can they have if they stay
You can only escape, you must escape. Have to escape
Just as he turned around, Meng Qi suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that Emperor Zhenwu raised his right palm, curled his fingers into a sword, and slashed in front of him.
Stab
This was not the sound Meng Qi heard, but the abstract description he felt. Then he saw the deep, dark and faint sword light burst out, and there was nothing else in his sight.
The sword light enveloped everything instantly. Cold, quiet, silent, cold, empty, lonely. Abstract feelings such as depression, pain, darkness, and death began to disintegrate, becoming warm, enthusiastic, and vigorous. Vitality, liveliness, joy, brightness, vividness, power and other descriptions quickly disappeared. The brocade robe transformed by Meng Qi's Tao power disappeared silently, and the flesh and blood melted, revealing the ferocious skeleton in black and white, intertwined with life and death, filled with blood-yellow mist.
There were spikes protruding from every joint of the skeleton, but in the sword light, they were like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, evaporating in an instant. The bones covered with vague lines appeared cracks one after another, and many pieces were broken. The fragments turned into ashes. What was even more terrifying was that the meaning of life and death and the vague Dao lines intertwined in the bones were also dissolving.
At this time, Meng Qi even had a feeling that the era was over, the great road collapsed, and everything no longer existed.
Therefore, the will generated by his distracted thoughts also seemed to be burned by invisible flames and stirred by countless sword rays. If it were not for the skeleton of Huangquan to resist it, it would probably have died.
Near him, the ancestor of Asura with nine heads and a thousand eyes and arms in full bloom was also shrouded in the deep, dark and faint sword light. He seemed to have turned into a mosquito frozen in amber, unable to move, and his huge and terrifying body inch by inch Disintegrated, the blazing flames gradually dimmed and went out, and the evil spirits surrounding the demon god's protector screamed silently and quickly dissipated.
Even after he returned to his peak state, he could not block the sword of Emperor Zhenwu.
Of course, this is also the reason why this place is the origin of life and death. In addition to the cold and corrupted death, there is also the vigorous and radiant vitality. He cannot get the full bonuses and improvements like in Jiuyou, and there is still a clear gap between him and his strongest combat power.
The blood-killing Taoist was even more unbearable, as if he was frozen in time and space. The tempered death-killing sword was blurred and scattered, and cracks appeared on the blade and hilt. The body of the evil god began to become transparent, and drops of blood continued to drip. .
As for the reincarnation of Huangquan who bore the brunt, it collapsed before even screaming. Not only was there no trace of flesh and blood, but the moral and legal principles he had cultivated also completely disappeared, leaving no traces.
As Meng Qi's consciousness began to blur, he sighed in his heart.
This sword is the Seven Heaven-Jietian Swords.
This sword is the way to destroy the life of the Tao
I had experienced it at the hands of Zhenwu Evil Nian, but I didn't expect that I would be struck by Emperor Zhenwu's sword again today.
The power of this sword even has the feeling of the Qing Emperor a few breaths before he landed on the other side.
Just when Meng Qi was about to dissipate his distracted consciousness to avoid the backlash that he would suffer from, he suddenly felt a burst of warmth. Even the avenue would be cut off. In the disintegrated cold destruction, there was actually a vague warmth hidden in it. .
It was like the warm sun in winter, a fire in the ice and snow, or a grilled sausage after climbing a mountain peak. It made people full of yang energy and protected from all evil spirits. Meng Qi was sober for a moment.
No, this is not a pure Tao-destroying Tao-sheng. His thoughts turned around and he grasped the anomalies in it.
To be precise, the sword technique is indeed one of the Seven Heaven-Jie Tian Swords, and it is indeed the Dao that destroys the Daosheng. However, the power used by Emperor Zhenwu to promote this blow is not his own power that is in harmony with the sword technique, but another force.
It's not that other forces can't control the Tao to destroy the Tao, but this power is too extreme, with no yin and no yin, and no softness, so that it conflicts with the first half of the true essence of the Tao to destroy the Tao, so there is a glimmer of hope. , there is a possibility of evasion.
Meng Qi's heart moved, and with the idea of seeing the complete Tao and destroying the Tao, he curled up his distracted will and hid it in this feeling of Yang He that seemed to be nothing.
The sword light was still stirring, and severe pain echoed in Meng Qi's consciousness, but he put aside all the negative feelings and forced himself to feel the sword technique.
Quietly, Huang Quan's bones were stretched to the limit, and every bone in the body that contained the meaning of life and death was turned into fragments, and the vague Dao patterns were dismantled and decomposed.
If Meng Qi's consciousness hadn't been covered with warmth, it would have been plunged into cold darkness.
At this time, all things have been destroyed, the great road has been destroyed, the sword light turns sharply, light is born in the darkness, life is contained in death, yin and yang are differentiated, life and death are reborn, and the previously wasted body consciousness must be transformed into its own way.
In an instant, Meng Qifu reached his soul, his wisdom flashed, and he jumped out of the warmth, spreading his will throughout the countless fragments produced by the destruction of Huang Quan's bones and the Dao patterns that were disintegrated.
Then, with the help of Dao Sheng's will and the vitality of new life, he reassembled the bone fragments, and rays of light burst out, like black and white, neither black nor white.
The sword light surged, and the countless fragments gathered together again. The decomposed Dao patterns attracted each other and evolved on their own, turning into the original vague and mysterious state.
Meng Qi actually wanted to take advantage of Emperor Zhenwu's Dao-Destroy Dao-Sheng sword, use Huang Quan's bones as the base, and use the surrounding life-and-death Dao patterns as roots to refine a peerless magic weapon.
Dao marks fell one by one, and the light of the fragments became more and more powerful. His will was almost exhausted, and he could only use the power of his sword to do it.
The black and white condensed, the light surged, and the countless skeletal fragments of the underworld carrying the Dao patterns suddenly shrank, frantically absorbing the abstract concepts that reappeared around them, and absorbing Meng Qi's participating consciousness.
When he was about to fall into coma, Meng Qi felt the shock around him. The light of his sword was gone, and the black and white were flying, creating a picture of yin and yang fish intertwined. The meaning of life and death was clear and contained in each other. It was actually a book of life and death. Feel.
This is a vision created by a peerless divine weapon. If it were not at the origin of life and death, in the Nine Netherworlds, it would have been revealed to the world.
The vision converged, black and white collapsed, and a dark and white treasure wheel appeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes, floating in the abstract description and filled with a faint blood-yellow mist.
Controlling the wheel of life and death
Meng Qi's consciousness flashed with a smile as his oil was exhausted. Although it was not a treasure from the other side, these wheels of life and death were also created by nature.
With his legendary realm, he actually refined a creation-level peerless weapon. If not for a coincidence, it would have been absolutely impossible.
At this time, in the origin of life and death, the ancestor of Asura disappeared, the Taoist Taoist Blood Killer disappeared, and there was no trace of Huangquan. As for the Zhenwu Emperor, he was placed deep in the depths, and there was no treasure of Huangquan to protect him. He could not see it at all. His current situation.
Both Taoist Xue Sha and Huang Quan were completely wiped out. The ancestor of Asura grabbed the trace of warmth and escaped from the origin of life and death. However, he was severely injured. Although he had longevity, it was difficult to regain his old outlook. He was really greedy and caused trouble. Meng Qi pondered for a while, and when he saw that there was no movement in the depths of the origin of life and death, his thoughts suddenly dispersed, leaving all the wheels of life and death here.
The wheels of life and death are unusually harmonious with the surroundings, and gradually disappear, as if they have turned into abstract descriptions. .