Vertical pupil stared at Gu Qingshan.
It made a strange and rapid language, trying to communicate with Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan shook his head and said: "No—I will not bring you here, let alone provide you with any strength."
Killing intent suddenly appeared in the vertical pupil.
A colorful thin line shot out from the vertical pupil, stabbing at Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan shook his head and said: "You don't have the strength to activate that technique, give up."
All around the vertical pupil, the gray mountain was constantly collapsing downwards.
——Shutong is trying to get enough power from the gray mountain to form some kind of evil power.
It's a pity that everything about that eight-armed giant has been washed to ashes by time.
If it weren't for the large number of sacrificed beings, even the vertical pupil would have no chance of being born.
It was all a mistake.
But the possibility has already appeared, so in this world, the existence of evil nature has already obtained a proper "place".
This time it was rejected by Gu Qingshan.
But what about next time
What choices will those saints who are eager to devote themselves to the new era make
Gu Qingshan's eyes dimmed.
He grabbed the long-lasting and hundred-fighting swords from the void, and leaped forward lightly.
Two cold lights staggered past.
The vertical pupil was chopped into pieces immediately, and was submerged in a deep golden light, and disappeared completely in the prehistoric world ever since.
Gu Qingshan turned around, jumped back to the edge of the pit, and retracted his two swords.
He looked a little bleak.
"These saints can't wait to go to the new era, but they don't know that they themselves represent history, and they are the objects that the new era will eliminate."
"Kneeling will not be accepted, it will only become food for the other party faster."
Gu Qingshan seemed to have some emotional waves, and said to himself:
"A group of ridiculous and ignorant guys, forgetting their own roots, pursuing illusory things, their fate is already doomed."
"—In this case, why should I come to save such an era?"
He shook his head and turned around.
In front of him, an illusory bronze door appeared.
He put his hand on the bronze door, and was about to push the door open, when he heard a sound behind him.
Gu Qingshan looked back.
I saw the Changcun sword flying back and forth, bursting out bursts of urgent mourning, as if there was something to say.
Gu Qingshan lowered his head and thought for a few breaths.
The world was silent, as if waiting for his decision.
for a moment.
His voice sounded in the empty and uninhabited land:
"The world is going to fall, but the saints are all thieves, and they will perish on their own. This is the cause and effect of the changing times. Even if I have the power of chaos, I am not willing to save this world for them."
"All dharmas are extinguished, and the cause and effect are not empty, so let everything go round according to their cause and effect."
After finishing speaking, he wanted to push open the door—
At this moment, Bai Zhanjian dashed towards him, stopped at his side, and erupted a thunderous sound that went straight into the sky.
Gu Qingshan was slightly startled.
"What do you want me to see?" he asked.
Bai Zhanjian didn't answer, but hummed endlessly with all his strength.
The Everlasting Sword also flew to his side, making a rhythmic sword cry in conjunction with Bai Zhan.
They seemed to be calling for something.
for a moment.
Gu Qingshan sensed an extremely rare situation.
He couldn't help turning his head slowly, looking towards the void in the distance—
In the void, gradually there are light and shadows of nothingness rushing.
These lights and shadows seem to be another world.
"A phase world is overlapping with the main world... what will come?"
Gu Qingshan murmured suspiciously.
After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly towards the void.
In an instant, the bronze door disappeared.
He turned around and walked towards the light and shadow, wanting to see what happened.
The surrounding lights and shadows sensed his movements, and the changes suddenly accelerated—
In the next moment, the wilderness around Gu Qingshan disappeared.
Everything becomes invisible.
bright-
In the dark and lonely void, thousands of faint light spots quickly condense like a storm.
They appear one after another in human form.
Gu Qingshan watched quietly, thinking: "Heroic spirits... I remember that there are no heroic spirits in the prehistoric world... After all, this is a very painful road."
I saw those human figures with condensed light spots floating in the air, densely packed, neatly lined up, all looking towards Gu Qingshan.
They are smiling.
—These are all Heroic Spirits!
Gu Qingshan's eyes wandered among the heroes, and he quickly saw the sword cultivator.
Bai Zhanjian flew forward, circled around the sword repairer cheerfully, and then flew back reluctantly.
The sword cultivator looked at Gu Qingshan with a slight smile, flew out, and waved at the heroes.
It's like a signal—
A Heroic Spirit raised his hand high.
Hundreds of heroes raised their hands one after another.
They seemed to be calling for something, but also seemed to be waiting for something.
—We had to separate in order to continue fighting, and now it's time to meet again.
Gu Qingshan's expression slowly changed, and he suddenly raised his head to look towards the sky.
sword!
Flying sword!
A flying sword galloped from the distant sky with a long whistling sound.
More flying swords are coming!
Thousands of swords are like rain, and thousands of swords form a line, flying from all over the prehistoric world.
Subtle voices sounded in Gu Qingshan's ears one after another:
"The name of the sword is eternal protection, and it will protect all living beings forever, until death;"
"The name of the sword is to destroy demons. Those who hold this sword will swear to destroy all demons;"
"The name of the sword is solitary, although solitary, the way is not solitary, and it has its own robes;"
"The name of the sword Su Zhan..."
"Sword name long song..."
"The name of the sword kills evil..."
"The name of the sword..."
When these voices sounded, a flying sword rushed towards Gu Qingshan, exuding a strong sword intent.
Time passed slowly.
Thousands of flying swords all fell in front of Gu Qingshan, motionless, as if waiting for his call at any time, to destroy demons and kill enemies, and cut down all injustices.
Gu Qingshan looked around at all the flying swords, and then at those heroic spirits.
All the heroic spirits still smiled at Hexi, looking at him quietly.
The wind became silent.
It seems like the whole world is waiting for something.
for a moment.
Gu Qingshan sighed, and said: "You sword cultivators are obviously dead..."
He stretched out his hand and held it empty.
In an instant, the millions of long swords radiated infinite sword energy, and the sword energy rose into the night, turning into a resonant sound that shook the world.
The swords departed from Gu Qingshan's front, fell behind him one by one, and disappeared into the void.
From now on, they will fight with him.
Gu Qingshan looked at the heroes and said:
"Your will has been communicated to me. From now on... I will try to save all beings in this world, and all people like you."
All the heroic spirits nodded in unison, and their figures gradually became dim, turning into twilight lights and disappearing into the distance.
A voice stayed in Gu Qingshan's ear:
"Saints... There are also those who stand on the side of all beings..."
Immediately afterwards, a scene appeared in Gu Qingshan's mind.
When the picture ended, a gust of wind blew up in the sky.
For a moment, the sun and the moon were dark, and all traces of the previous battle were completely destroyed by the gust of wind.
Even that huge ash mountain was completely blown away.
Inside the huge pit, there is no longer any ashes of the flesh and blood of the demons.
The Heroic Spirits covered everything up.
This is a good thing for Gu Qingshan.
The wind howled past.
——The realm of phase gradually left the main world.
The whole world returns to normal.
Gu Qingshan found himself still standing in front of that giant pit.
But something is different around here.
Millions of flying swords followed him.
There are still countless sword repair heroic spirits sheltering in the dark.
They are with him.
Gu Qingshan recalled the pictures he had received before, judged the direction slightly, then turned into an afterimage and quickly went away.
After several hours.
He found that lonely tomb in a desert.
Opening the tomb, I saw the body of a practitioner who died in battle lying inside.
"Sure enough, it's a sword cultivator..."
Gu Qingshan squatted down and gently took the things from the dead body.
—It was an old bronze lamp.
On the outer wall of the lamp, there are many complicated patterns carved, showing the appearance of a world of wind and rain.
Gu Qingshan pondered for a few breaths, pressed his hand on the bronze lamp, and urged it hard.
The spiritual power was quickly poured in, activating countless hidden runes on the inner wall of the bronze lamp.
A blue light of wind lit up on the wick.
When the light suddenly appeared, there was a faint female voice:
"I have been in seclusion for many years, who is calling me with my token?"
"Who are you?" Gu Qingshan asked back.
"I am the sage of wind and rain." The female voice said.