Taoist Quick Wear

There is no more living thing in Cangya, only two people are left facing each other.

Because this giant burst out of the ground from under the entire sky, the earth cracked, seawater poured in, magma and blood rivers merged, creating a complete doomsday scene.

The sky above was also in a mess. The stars fell like fire, and the sun and the moon were dim and without light.

The giant obviously didn't understand Si Qingyan's words. It had sharp teeth in its mouth and spit out its long tongue. It fell to the ground like a meteorite and hit Si Qingyan.

Even though the situation was so severe, this method of attack still made Si Qingyan frown in discomfort.

He doesn't want to turn into a giant and fight with each other.

Just a slight dodge and he would cross a thousand miles.

Si Qingyan adapted very quickly. It took less than half a quarter of an hour to move from where it was difficult to move to now where he can move forward and retreat freely.

Cang Ya's world consciousness is helping Si Qingyan suppress the consciousness of other living beings. The remaining emotions still have a strong impact on Si Qingyan, including the fear after death, the reluctance to leave relatives and friends, the unwillingness to be weak, and the fear of the end. Killing intent...

For the first time, Si Qingyan experienced the feeling of heartache. Endless negative emotions overwhelmed him, and he was so sad and desperate that he almost cried. The more desperate you are, the more rational you are.

The ink in his eyes was as dark as the abyss, and the blood was so rich that it condensed into such a stagnant black, as if all the misery in this world had been absorbed.

The Flower Divine Sword in his hand has a brilliant light, and after being refined by the doomsday, it becomes even brighter and brighter.

When the tongue swung out for the second time, the sword energy was extremely sharp and cut it off in the air.

However, it was of no use, and soon the giant grew a second tongue.

[The world has been blocked]

[Please host to fight quickly]

[Before erasing this world, the host please leave the world]

Unable to attack Si Qingyan and unable to leave this world, the giant roared to the sky and shrank its body to only more than three meters. It was surrounded by twisted black light, which seemed to be able to swallow everything. Light or lurking dust and gravel were approaching. The black light was annihilated in an instant.

It was a mixture of various doomsday positions, dominated by destruction. Chaos, killing, erosion, infection and other negative energies were intertwined and intertwined, with powerful destructive power.

"You're really weird, why are you the same as me but different at the same time?" The giant tilted his head and looked at Si Qingyan, a little confused.

Obviously they all have the same structure, and they are all creatures made of doomsday. Why is the other person so beautiful?

Even if the giant has no concept of beauty and ugliness, he still deeply feels the difference in appearance.

The environment was the same. Si Qingyan stood there, and there was an invisible soft light that made him look very otherworldly. No matter how desperate he was, seeing him felt that there was still hope for everything, which was not too bad.

The giant felt jealous for a moment.

His limbs may be made of death, exuding an aura of decay. Although he resembles a humanoid, he only has the most basic head, torso, and limbs. There are only two deep holes on his face that serve as eye sockets. The red light looming in them is Eye. The mouth was split to the size of half the head, the tongue was sticking out, and lava was dripping.

It's so long that it hurts the eyes, and it's impossible to identify its gender.

The long sword in Si Qingyan's hand suddenly lit up. This sword energy was extremely gorgeous and elegant. Maybe it’s the moonlight that falls like silver water when the world is silent, maybe it’s the autumn water in the eyes of the beauty in gorgeous clothes when she dances and falls to the ground, and maybe it’s the dazzling jade hidden deep in the ground and water, maybe it’s the flowers in full bloom, spring thunder and winter snow... It’s all the beauty in the world.

This sword is not [Lanyin], but the sword intention realized by Si Qingyan himself, which has not yet been named.

It was only after everything passed that I was shocked to realize that he loved the world so much.

I love the beautiful mountains and rivers, and I also love my old friends.

This sword is extremely emotional.

With the blessing of the will of all living beings, this love is magnified to a shuddering level.

The giant instinctively sensed the danger, stretched out his hand to block it, and held the sword energy in his hand. With a slight squeeze, the sword energy scattered in all directions, without any attack power.

The giant was confused, his newborn consciousness was still ignorant, and he was stunned at this moment. It clearly and vaguely touched the concept of "beauty", and felt that everything in front of me was dazzling. It once slept soundly under the earth, listening to people coming and going, birds chirping, and animals galloping. It was all so beautiful and peaceful, but it was elusive.

There was a sudden sharp pain where its heart was.

The giant covered his chest, unsteady due to the sharp pain, and knelt down on one knee.

It made a strange roar and looked at the dead world, with lava rolling out of its eyes.

It cannot help but cast doubt on the meaning of its own existence.

Si Qingyan took the opportunity to use his second sword.

This time the sword energy was like blood, with only killing intent.

A sword is a weapon for killing. No matter what the purpose of using it is, its function is to kill.

The Flower God Sword was originally forged by the ancient gods to fight against the apocalypse. Although there is no sword spirit, the power is not reduced at all. The sword body is clear. No matter what attribute of the sword is blended with it, it has a blessing effect.

The blood-colored sword intent easily penetrated the black light that protected the giant's body. The giant's head rolled to the ground, and fiery red magma rushed out of its neck. It wanted to pick up the head, but the sword intent at the break was so sharp that even the black light around the giant could not be affected.

A new head grew on its neck, and it let out a shrill laugh.

The giant raised his ax and struck at Si Qingyan.

The space shattered and made a dull explosion.

Si Qingyan did not dodge. When the ax struck down, she turned into red butterflies all over the sky. The next second, she appeared behind the giant and condensed into a human form again.

The sword's will transforms into thousands of things, covering the sky and the sun.

It pierced into the giant's body like a swallow throwing itself into its arms. The sound that broke through the air, the splashing magma, and the red butterflies that filled the sky formed a gorgeous and vast picture.

The giant's body was shattered and turned into fine black dust, which invaded Si Qingyan.

The blood-colored flame ignited, competing with the black dust.

The power of the blood flame was more neutral and parasitic, while the black dust was a polymer of multiple doomsday substances, with strong destructive and corrosive properties.

Not long after, the color of the blood flame became a little darker.

As soon as Si Qingyan closed his eyes, he could hear countless cries.

The suppression time of the world consciousness was limited. If he lost his mind at this moment, the red butterfly would be uncontrolled, and the entire Cangya would completely become the nutrient for the growth of the doomsday.

"Junior brother, why do you want to kill Master? Even if he went astray, he never let you down."

"Young Master, I was reborn once, why can't I change my fate? Was my choice wrong?"

"Qingyan, what is the relationship between the dragon that died in Lianyunhai and me?"

"I heard... the singing of the tribesmen..."

"In fact, I can survive without sunlight, but I just like the feeling of basking in the sun, it's very warm."

"Looking back thousands of miles, the old friends are gone..."

"Of course I'm not afraid, I'll follow big brother in the future. Wherever big brother goes, I'll go, and whatever big brother does, I'll do."

"I hope you'll keep your original intention and don't fall into the devil's way."

"Master, I'll wait for you to come back and teach me the most powerful swordsmanship in the world."

The real or fake scenes shuttled through his memory, or the separation of life and death, intertwined with the tragic scenes he saw not long ago.

Le Zhengliyou was exhausted and dying.

The black dragon was seriously injured and his bones were broken.

Si Wujiu's sword was rolled up, and his heart was taken out by the monster.

Bai Xiaocao's own body was also corroded by the poisonous mist and lost its human form.

Luo Sanniang and the Si family killed the enemy together, and her head was crushed.

The body of the Pure Glazed Arhat was shattered, and his Taoism was wiped out overnight.

...

It seemed that all this was showing that resistance was useless.

Si Qingyan threw the puppet he had collected earlier into the blood flame. This type of doomsday seemed to have a combustion-promoting effect, causing the blood flame to rise again, and the previous darkness disappeared without a trace.

Countless tiny black particles floated between heaven and earth, gathered and condensed into black dust, and surrounded the blood flame again.

The other puppets were burned out, until the last puppet, which was still standing in the blood flame. The puppet transformed by Yi Changsheng flickered in the blood flame.

His facial features gradually emerged on his face. It was not Yi Changsheng's face, but the Buddhist son Zhanli.

The sound of chanting was barely audible, and Si Qingyan's heart calmed down again.

The Buddha's son Zhanli, past life, present life, and future life, all have been severed, cause and effect have disappeared, and only this puppet is left as a carrier. And it also disappeared in the flames. From then on, there is no Zhanli in the world, no matter where it is.

The blood flame rolled back at the moment the puppet disappeared, and forced the black dust back for a while.

The black dust regrouped into a giant, raised the axe, and chopped down from the top of Si Qingyan's head.

Si Qingyan raised the sword to block it horizontally--

The sound of metal and iron resounded.

In just a few moments, dozens of slashes were broken in a row.

At this level of the two, ordinary attacks have no effect at all.

Si Qingyan's expression was calm, and the blood flame became fiercer, turning into a giant beast phantom, gathering the forms of various mythological creatures, ferocious and elegant, suddenly opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the giant.

The giant showed a haughty look on his face and stood still.

Si Qingyan didn't think so. It's not like he had swallowed Doomsday before, it's just a little bigger.

Even though there was no sense of taste during the swallowing process, Si Qingyan still felt that it was hard on the teeth and unpalatable.

The giant took the initiative to merge with the blood flame. Like a drop of ink, it spread and dyed the blood flame black.

Si Qingyan's eyes were silent, with only a deep black in them, consistent with the black flame.

The giant wanted to seize control during the fusion of the two, but it was actually useless.

Si Qingyan is more compatible with Doomsday.

Compared with the giant, he is more mature in thought, and his soul has long been integrated with Doomsday.

Si Qingyan is the most ideal Doomsday.

As long as he can break his self-control, it will be enough for Doomsday to win a great victory.

The blood flame that has accompanied Si Qingyan for many years has completely turned black, which is deep, dark, and heavy and can swallow everything. There is no lightness of flame when burning.

Si Qingyan thought of many past events.

It seemed that a voice asked softly in his heart-

The world has let you down countless times, why don't you want to retaliate?

You have been slandered, imprisoned, used, killed, accused, criticized, and abandoned by the masses. You are a superfluous existence. You have no destination. You will always dissipate like dust and be completely forgotten. Why not become the master that makes all beings fear and submit?

"The roads I have walked are all my own choices. I have no regrets and no resentment."

"The night is endless, the insects and ants are crawling, just use the sword in your hand to cut out a ray of light."

A ray of light rose from his fingertips. There was no wind around, and the light was trembling.

As the end of the world, he gave birth to such a transcendent sword intent.

It was trapped in a thick cocoon and could not break free.

Si Qingyan himself is the cocoon. He has turned into a doomsday collection, but he still retains his consciousness.

"This sword is called a glimmer."

Si Qingyan once again constructed a giant magic circle that can sacrifice power of any attribute.

Others cannot use the power of the end of the world, but when he himself becomes the end of the world, he can control it freely.

He sat in the complex array, the black light was vast, and under the effect of the array, he fed back the faint light sword intent.

Until the end of the world, the power was negligible.

The faint light was the ultimate of life.

Where the sword light goes, the huge waves stop, the magma solidifies, and the broken earth is restored as much as possible. Even if it cannot be completely restored to its previous state, countless plants take root and sprout, growing rapidly.

Cang Ya was completely destroyed by Doomsday, and under the effect of the formation, it was repaired and comforted by the power transformed by Doomsday with the help of the glimmer.

There is inevitably energy loss in the process, but Doomsday itself is an outsider, containing complex rules, which is enough to make up for these losses. After being completely integrated, Cang Ya's foundation is even deeper.

A new life has arrived.

Countless black butterflies flew out of Si Qingyan's body, and under the purification of the glimmer, they returned to the original soul origin and turned into countless light spots. The world was destroyed too seriously, and Si Qingyan did not have the energy to restore their bodies one by one.

The light spots were scattered from Si Qingyan's hands, covering the entire Cang Ya.

Si Qingyan saw the beautifully feathered bird flapping its wings and flying south; he also saw a small black grass taking root in the wilderness and waving in the wind; deep in the sea, a green dragon broke out of its shell; there was another tribe that was born with swords, one of which was a pair of siblings, the elder brother was extremely talented in the thunder sword intent, and the younger sister was good at water sword intent...

Even though the origin of their souls was still the same, and their every move was like that of an old friend, Si Qingyan still felt uneasy.

This was the best result he could achieve within his ability.

His body was about to completely dissipate.

[A new formation has been recorded, please name it]

[This formation can transform the end of the world, or become the main force of the end of the world war]

"Name it Cangya."

[Name the formation "Cangya\