Fairy Citrus

"Your blade must not be stained with blood." Ten thousand years ago, Mr. Chang Ting reminded He Chengqi like this.

And in the process of growing up, He Chengqi himself felt it—there was an undercurrent surging deep in his heart.

The blood of others on the blade will trigger the buried darkness, turning it into a raging tide, an out-of-control wildfire, sweeping and devouring everything, and finally making his self-awareness disappear, making him a bloodthirsty killer A machine, a resentment of a living body.

Why is he like this?

Perhaps he was resentful when his tortured daughter gave birth to him.And that resentment was infinitely strengthened because he was forced to kill his brothers in his early years.

This hidden darkness has always affected him, so much so that his martial power does not match his ten thousand years of practice, and the immortal space comparable to the world of cultivation.

This kind of sacrifice in force is necessary.

He does not want to lose himself, so he strictly abides by the prohibition and does not kill or hurt others.

However, resentment artifacts are not people, or even living things.They are just reverberations, just imaginary states simulated by reborn plants.They have no flesh and blood and no self-awareness.

Therefore, in the past, when He Chengqi eliminated the damage caused by the resentment transformation, he would attack directly with the blade, causing the power of the echo to collapse.This kind of practice does not belong to bleeding the blade.

And in this battle, Mo Mian asked He Chengqi to deal with A Yan's condensed body first, out of similar considerations.

The Lord Changting in front of them was transformed by the Sword Immortal Venerable infected by resentment.And Sword Immortal Venerable uses Pei Bifeng's body, which can be said to have self-awareness, life, and flesh and blood.

The resentment condensate is different, it is a collection of resentment remaining in this environment.It resonates with Mr. Changting, but it cannot be said to be a flesh and blood and life.

Therefore, He Chengqi resolved this existence with confidence, and Mo Mian also trusted him to resolve it.

None of them expected that when Ah Yan was killed, he would spurt blood—real blood.

What they didn't expect, Mr. Chang Ting had never thought of before.

"I see. I'm afraid that when the immortal wanted to overcome his resentment, he subconsciously merged his own flesh and blood into these illusions." At this moment, Mr. Chang Ting suddenly realized, and then he smiled, "This can only be said--God helps me! "

"Little Crane—" Mo Fang blocked Mr. Chang Ting's attack and shouted, "Little Crane!"

He Chengqi could no longer hear it.

He Chengqi could neither hear Mo Fang's call, nor Chang Ting Jun's words.

He is consumed by his own primordial darkness.

All he had before him was the sword, the knives and swords of his siblings.

Those things, like the soil where a human body was buried alive, were densely pressed against him from above.

He didn't want to kill his brother, but his body, his computing power, were out of his control.

He used offense as defense, and his murderous nature exploded.

Again and again, he chopped his siblings into pieces.

In excruciating pain, he wanted to preserve his sense of self.But his self-awareness gradually collapsed.

"Mo Mian... Mo Mian... Brother Mo..."

he calls.

However, in reality, this call manifested itself as an attack towards Mo Fang.

His double swords have become three swords.Because his Zidao has been split into two.One of them was the Dark Saber that appeared in his hand when the Resentment Transformation first erupted in the main city.

At that time, Xuan Dezi's obsession and resentment turned into resentment affected him, making it looming in his body.But He Chengqi hadn't lost consciousness at that time, so Mo Fang easily called him back.

Now it's different.

Today's He Chengqi kills everything and hurts everything.It is all the existences in this space that want those twin blades to slaughter.

Those existences included the condensed body of resentment that he had killed, as well as Mo Mian and Mr. Chang Ting.

If Mo Fang hadn't stood between him and Mr. Chang Ting, then Mr. Chang Ting might have had a harder time.

Mo Mian did this, of course not to protect Mr. Changting.

The only thing he wanted to protect was He Chengqi.

One of the reasons is to prevent He Chengqi from being injured by Mr. Chang Ting in a state of only attacking but not defending.In addition, he was slowing down Xiaohe's loss of self-awareness.

He heard Xiaohe's inner calling...

"Brother Mo..."

In He Chengqi's consciousness, the swords of his brothers were still buried in him.

He kept shouting.

At the moment when the thoughts fell into the abyss, the most tender part of the heart gushed out blood.

Then, he saw it.

He saw that hand, stretched out towards him, broke through the overturned clouds of light and sword, and firmly grasped him.

As it was so long ago - as it was when they brought him back to the world when he jumped off the cliff.

"As I said, even if we separate, it will only be temporary. Xiaohe, you should keep your promise." When he held that hand, he heard Mo Fang's voice.

...Yeah, and promises...

He moved his fingertips slightly.

...As long as he is here and Mo Fang is also there, nothing is impossible...

His palm was pressed against Mo Fang's arm that was holding him tightly.

...they have created impossible worlds...

The palms began to become stronger.

...they weren't gods originally, but...

Now, he has full control over Mo Fang.

...a truly inseparable love that made them gods...

"Little Crane, hold on tight!"

"what……"

He held on tight, on hold, and he would never let go.

Nothing can really separate them.They have long been one, no matter the body, spirit or soul, are so closely connected.

When I opened my eyes and returned to reality...it was still the same.

The only difference is that Mo Fang resisted Chang Ting Jun's attack with all his strength, and didn't have time to hold his hand.

What connects them... is He Chengqi's dark knife.Realizing this, He Chengqi was startled.

Not long ago, Mr. Changting and He Chengqi, who was not under the control of his own consciousness, both attacked Mo Fang.

Mo Fang blocked the enemy in front of him, but he didn't stop his little crane.When the long sword slashed at him, he just changed his direction, dodged for a while, and then turned around with the long handle, wrapping He Chengqi's dark saber around the handle.

When Mr. Chang Ting made another move, Mo Fang bit the saber, and the attack came out immediately.The Dubo knife turned into a huge wave, forcing Chang Ting Jun a few steps away.

Mo Fang took advantage of this gap, held Zidao, and made an astonishing movement.

He stabbed the knife towards his chest, causing it to sink directly into his ribs.

He Chengqi, who was trapped in his own thoughts, returned to reality at this time!

"Brother Mo, you—!" Realizing this, He Chengqi called out, stepped forward, and Dai Mofang took another attack from Chang Ting Jun.

"I won't die." After a slight pause, Mo Fang stepped forward and fought side by side with him.

The mind is flexible again.

Clasp your hands a little, and when you let go, the blade will resist powerful enemies together.

"It is quite surprising that I can escape from the prison of the soul." Mr. Chang Ting watched the two of them, and said lightly, "However, God has been integrated into me, this body is God, this thinking , strength, and gods. It doesn’t matter whether you two break through yourself or not. Because...the efforts of the weak and their breakthroughs are meaningless in the grand turbulence. In the long river of time, there are too many examples like this , What happened to sinful lovers thousands of years ago is also the same."

While Mr. Changting was speaking, his sword moves continued.

He himself is the sword formation, so this entire space has also become a sword formation.

The sword is in the sky, at the feet of Mo Mian and He Chengqi, in the air they breathe, in the polluted dust.

They jumped, dodged, and constantly opened their shields to block the sword that merged into everything.

"But, what if we are also gods?" When Mr. Chang Ting finished speaking, Mo Fang said casually.

Mo Fang has never been a person who suffers from ambition and desire.For him, whether it is the good name of Dubo Dao or the title of God, it is nothing.

Now, he is just explaining one thing.

When He Chengqi heard this, he nodded in affirmation.

"One more thing." He Chengqi looked at Mr. Chang Ting, "I am a double-edged man, and I no longer shy away from blood."

The two of them took advantage of that moment to pause and rushed towards Mr. Chang Ting.The thin thread between Mo Fang's chests entangled them more closely and made them cooperate more tacitly.

"It's meaningless." The sword energy in Mr. Changting's palm expanded ten thousand times in an instant.The sword force impacted Pei Bifeng's space, causing it to expand further.

Everything, expanding without restraint.

Fragmentary ideas, and dreamlike land, ocean, mountains, and deserts float in the sky in a free form.

Suddenly, the land under their feet was no longer land, and the sky above them was no longer cloudless.

The three of them landed in the outer space full of stars.And the stars that are densely covered like clouds are also spreading.

When it expands to a certain extent, it suddenly shrinks.

The original stars are gathered into a very small point, and the huge suction force sweeps everything in one place.

Mr. Changting is the core to which all things belong.

He spread his arms and completely destroyed Pei Bifeng's space.

Everything in this space, including Mo Mian and He Chengqi, would have been destroyed by it, but——

"As Brother Mo said, we are already gods."

A pair of knife shadows cut through the dark curtain.

Mr. Chang Ting was shocked to find that they landed on the ground again.

"Welcome to our world, the world we created for ourselves." When Mo Man said this with a slight smile, his sword fell again.

Mr. Chang Ting made a sad voice.At the same time, his face changed between different forms of resentment.

However, this transformation no longer had any effect. When it stopped, Mr. Chang Ting's entire body had been fixed in the water prison made by Mo Fang.

"Okay." He Chengqi helped Mo Fang fix the water prison, and after confirming that Mr. Chang Ting was no longer a threat, he immediately turned around.He stretched out his hand, condensing the gentle power in his palm, so as to envelop Mo Fang's wound.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Fang immediately grabbed his wrist and returned his strength, "The blade of darkness is not real, so it won't do me much harm."

"Where is it now?" He Chengqi caressed the place where the scar should have been, "It's as if it was digested by you."

"It's dissolved inside." Mo Fang said, "We now have another connection."

He Chengqi couldn't help hugging him.

There was another slight movement in the place where Mr. Chang Ting was trapped in the lock.

The two looked over there, and saw that the person among them had returned to Pei Bifeng's appearance again, and the spirit spirit belonging to the twin gods also escaped.

"Sword Immortal Venerable." The two said.

"I tried to completely suppress my resentment with the power of a fairy spirit, but I failed in the end." Sword Immortal Venerable sighed, "If I didn't take into account the face of God, I would have asked the two of you for help when we met before. Assistance, things will not develop to this point. This may be the cause of evil, and I am really... reaping the consequences."

"Don't say that. If it wasn't for Sword Immortal Venerable's hard work in the past few days to dispel some resentment, we may have difficulty restraining Mr. Changting." He Chengqi said.

"As you know, I am now a body of resentment. And my identity as a god makes this change even more dangerous." Immortal Sword said, looking around, "Is this the immortal space of the two of you? "

"Well, Pei Bifeng's immortal space has been destroyed, and we have returned to the immortal space of the two of us." He Chengqi nodded, watching the withered vegetation and scattered stones, "When everything is over, we will let It's back to what it used to be."

Sword Immortal Venerable nodded, and said again: "There is one thing, you must have already known - Sword and Sword Cultivation World, originally also the space of immortals."