Fantasy: The Book of Heaven at the beginning changes fate against the will of heaven

But again, if you know you can't do something, can you not do it?

Lu Yunchang is not a saint, let alone a Holy Mother. He will not talk about saving the common people at any time. It's just that since I came down from the mountain, I have seen too many joys and sorrows. This world is already so miserable.

The shoulders of young people cannot yet bear the responsibility of the country and the people of the world. What they should bear is the spring flowers and autumn moon, the long grass and the flying orioles. They should sing with the breeze and drink against the bright moon. They should express their love for the mountains and rivers, day and night...

But, when a disaster strikes one day, should they hide behind the so-called adults and watch with peace of mind as they continue to die generously?

not like this.

The world of young people should be beautiful, so the sky can be blue, the grass can be green, the flowers can be colorful, and the mountains can be endless...

But if one day all this is destined to disappear from my eyes, then what should I do?

What else can be done is to fight.

If I win, the sky is high and the sea is vast for me to roam. If I lose, I will only die.

Some people's kindness is engraved in their bones and will never change because of suffering and poverty. Some people are also born with evil, so there are sword cultivators in this world, and sword cultivators have swords in their hands.

What should we do if there is injustice in the world? I have a sword that can cut. What if there are evil people harming the common people? I have a sword that can cut. How about an invasion by ghosts from another world? I have a sword that can cut.

In the air sea, the tree of swordsmanship that had stopped growing began to grow rapidly again. Wisps of kendo rules circulate repeatedly among the branches and leaves, shining with brilliance.

Under the big tree, the little spirit figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. The sword light in his eyes was like a bright sun that filled the entire air sea.

The Wind Spirit Sword in Lu Yunchang's hand suddenly trembled, not because he injected too much spiritual power, but because the sword itself became extremely excited and completely involuntary.

Ghost King Wen Tiancheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene. Sure enough, this guy was hiding a backhand. Fortunately, he was cautious and didn't go up. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a joke if he attacked him with a sword.

In the sea of ​​air, the spirit villain stretched out his hand and a leaf immediately fell from the sword tree. A white light flashed and turned into a long sword and fell into his hand.

Then he began to dance his sword in the air sea.

As he danced his sword, countless sword energies suddenly sprang up in the entire air sea, and as he moved, these sword energies also moved.

For some reason, Xue Qinghan's last sword that reached the extreme realm appeared repeatedly in his mind.

Xu Shi was blessed in his heart, and in the sea of ​​qi, the spirit villain began to raise his sword. So in reality, Lu Yunchang also started to raise his sword.

In an instant, in the entire space, the yin and yang energy seemed to be pulled, and began to surge toward the Wind Spirit Sword.

At this moment, the blessing of the power of heaven and earth turned out to be particularly powerful.

Across the way, the Ghost King's heart was beating wildly when he saw this scene.

"This guy……"

He swallowed, and sweat suddenly broke out on his face.

The resonance of heaven and earth turned out to be the resonance of heaven and earth.

This guy's sword actually resonated with the world.

The Ghost King just wants to curse, then turn around and run away.

Even Lu Yunchang himself didn't know that at the highest point in the sea of ​​​​mind, in a misty place, a mark that was originally as dark as ink suddenly trembled, as if there was an indescribable light emanating from the black material wrapped outside.

In the air sea, the spirit villain was still dancing his sword, as if the entire air sea was his stage. There are more and more sword qi above the air sea, and they are densely packed and countless.

Outside, the majestic gray aura formed by the fusion of yin and yang was attracted by Lu Yunchang's physique and began to rush towards his body quickly. Most of it poured into the body, and some flowed into the Wind Spirit Sword.

The entire sword seemed to be covered with a hazy light, colorful, but if you look closely, there is nothing there.

The Ghost King forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, knowing that he could not delay any longer. He had no possibility of evading in this large formation, and the only option was to fight hard.

Fortunately, he cultivates the ghost way, and he can absorb and utilize the Yin Qi of heaven and earth as long as it is an ownerless thing, and there is no shortage of it in the formation. There was a burst of shouts on the Wanling Knife, and it seemed that he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The Yin and Dark energy in the body is crazily instilled, let alone money.

He looked crazy at the moment, because he knew that if he didn't risk everything, he might really die here.

What kind of freak is this guy? Just entering the Taoist realm, just entering the Taoist realm? Have you been in seclusion for too long? Out of touch with the world?

How can a junior who has entered the Taoist realm be able to do this?

Just one Lu Yunchang is like this, what about the other one?

So, by some strange coincidence, he turned his head and looked at another battlefield.

Just at this glance, he was stunned on the spot.

I saw the Shenhua Sword in Qin Yue's hand filled with light, and a chilling aura surging on it.

The power of chaos?

No one knows that he is not actually from this world, but from the underworld. During the invasion war launched by the Netherworld against a certain world, he was fortunate enough to witness an unforgettable battle.

He had seen this kind of power during that battle. He could not remember the name of the man. He only knew that the other party used this kind of power. One person was able to hold back two saints and an army of hundreds of millions in the Netherworld.

With just one move, the two saints were seriously injured and dying. They have never recovered, and the army behind them suffered countless casualties.

Later, by chance, I heard one of the saints say that this kind of power is the source of all power, and it is called chaos.

The power of chaos.

At this moment, the Ghost King no longer had the courage to fight.

A resonance between heaven and earth, a power of chaos. I'm afraid these two young men in front of me are not the children of this world, right?

But how can there be two people in one world? Are you kidding me?

Even if Heaven had the will, it would be impossible for two such heaven-defying beings to exist at the same time, because the world simply cannot support the growth of two such young men together.

The Ghost King immediately thought of retreating. war? No matter what the fight, he should have made some guesses when these two guys destroyed the Yin-Yang Base Formation and the Innate Cage Formation, but he still had a sense of luck in his heart.

At this moment, with the help of the magic circle and the power of heaven and earth, the two of them were able to achieve such an extent, which was simply not something they could compete with. These two young men are blessed with such good fortune. As long as it is not a fatal situation, they can turn danger into disaster. Going against them is simply asking for death.

We can no longer fight, we must flee. The farther away the better, escape back to the Netherworld and bring back the information about these two teenagers. They must not be allowed to grow smoothly anymore, they must be nipped in the bud.

With a plan in place, the Ghost King was determined. The Wanling Knife frantically absorbs the Netherworld Qi in the body, and at the same time, the skills run crazily, absorbing and transforming the Yin Qi.