The end of the world: no morals, I do whatever I want

The whole temple trembled, and dust fell from the walls.

At the same time, the body of the statue began to shake violently, as if the earth was about to crack because of its shaking.

Gu Cheng held the hilt tightly, not daring to relax at all.

He could clearly feel an unimaginable force surging out of the statue's body, and continuously flowing into his arm along the Soul-Splitting Sword.

This force was like a tidal wave, trying to shake him out, but he gritted his teeth, nailed his feet firmly to the ground, and refused to retreat a step.

Facing the counterattack of the statue, Gu Cheng not only did not retreat, but increased the strength of his hands.

He roared, exerted force again, and pushed the Soul-Splitting Sword deep into the head of the statue.

Every time he moved forward, the pressure he endured increased several times, but his belief in his heart became more and more firm.

At this time, the roar of the statue became more and more shrill, as if the evil ghost from the abyss of hell was wailing.

Its body shook more violently, and huge rocks fell off its body, hitting the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

However, Gu Cheng completely ignored these dangers. All he had in mind was the Soul-Splitting Knife that was gradually penetrating into the head of the statue.

As Gu Cheng continued to work hard, the Soul-Splitting Knife had already been deeply embedded in the head of the statue.

The statue's resistance became more and more frantic, and it waved its thick arms in an attempt to catch Gu Cheng.

But Gu Cheng was flexible, dodging left and right, avoiding the statue's fierce attacks again and again.

At this moment, the statue suddenly opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a stream of black flames.

The flames swept over in an instant, and the scorching heat made the air seem to burn.

Seeing this, Gu Cheng hurriedly rolled sideways to avoid it.

Despite his quick movements, the corners of his clothes were still ignited by the flames, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Gu Cheng was not panicked at all. He stretched out his hand to extinguish the flames on the corner of his clothes, then rushed towards the statue in one step, jumped high, held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and thrust it hard while falling.

With a "puff", the Soul-Splitting Knife went deeper.

The statue was in great pain, and two red lights shot out of its eyes, shooting straight at Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng dodged immediately.

In the temple, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing, and the surroundings were filled with a mysterious and weird atmosphere.

Gu Cheng held a long knife and stared at the tall and majestic statue with sharp eyes.

The statue exuded a scarlet light all over its body, as if it had life, which made people shudder.

At this moment, the statue suddenly moved again, and a red light shot out from its hand, rushing straight towards Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng did not dare to be negligent, and quickly waved his knife to resist.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the knife light and the red light collided fiercely, bursting out dazzling sparks.

In an instant, the entire temple was illuminated by this strong light, as if daylight had fallen.

Gu Cheng gritted his teeth and exerted force with both arms, trying to resist this powerful force.

However, the attacks of the statue continued, one after another, and each attack contained endless power.

As time went by, Gu Cheng gradually adapted to the rhythm of the statue's attacks.

He began to move his body flexibly, cleverly avoiding the sharp edge of the statue, and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Suddenly, Gu Cheng discovered a flaw in the statue's attack.

He kicked his feet, and his figure flashed like a ghost, and instantly came to the side of the statue.

Then, he held the long knife tightly with both hands and chopped at the statue with all his strength.

The blade flashed a cold light in the air, and chopped at the statue fiercely with the sound of breaking wind.

The statue sensed the danger and raised its arm to block it, but it was still a step too slow.

With a crisp "click", Gu Cheng's long sword successfully chopped the statue, splashing sparks.

The statue felt pain, roared, and launched a more fierce attack again.

For a moment, the temple was filled with interlaced lights and flashing swords.

Gu Cheng and the statue had a life-and-death battle.

Gu Cheng's clothes were soaked with sweat, and his breathing became rapid, but his eyes were still firm.

He knew that if he relaxed at this moment, he would die here.

After dodging the statue's attack again, Gu Cheng seized the opportunity and used all his strength to turn the soul-splitting sword in his hand.

Suddenly, a strong sword energy swept out and rushed towards the statue like a whirlwind.

The statue felt this powerful force, but it was too late to dodge.

The knife energy hit the head of the statue solidly. With a few crisp "crackling" sounds, cracks appeared on the head of the statue. These cracks spread rapidly and covered the entire body of the statue in the blink of an eye.

"Fall down!" Gu Cheng shouted, leaped up, and kicked the statue.Chest.

The huge body of the statue shook violently for a few times, and then slowly fell backwards with a thunderous roar.

As the statue collapsed, countless rubble flew up like raindrops, forming a huge cloud of dust.

After Gu Cheng landed, he took several steps back to stabilize his body.

At this time, he was exhausted and covered with wounds, but he still held on to not fall down.

When the dust cleared, Gu Cheng looked at the statue in front of him that had turned into a pile of rubble, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

This thrilling battle finally ended with his victory.

As the statue collapsed, the invisible pressure that had been shrouding the temple like a dark cloud and making people feel depressed disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Gu Cheng seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He sat on the ground exhausted, his chest heaving violently, gasping for air, just like a fish out of water trying desperately to breathe.

He stared blankly at the gravel on the ground in front of him with his empty eyes, and kept thinking about the thrilling and fierce battle just now. He couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This battle was too difficult and tragic. The opponent's strength was beyond imagination, and it was simply an insurmountable mountain.

However, Gu Cheng did not give up easily. Instead, he relied on his iron-like tenacious will and outstanding ability to resist the enemy's fierce and fierce attacks again and again.

And seized the fleeting opportunity to give the opponent a fatal blow.

In the end, after a long and arduous battle, Gu Cheng successfully defeated this seemingly invincible enemy.

Gu Cheng sat motionless on the ground and panted for a long time before he gradually recovered his breath.

He supported his body with difficulty, stood up shakily, and walked towards the altar not far away.

When he came to the altar, he stretched out his trembling right hand and slowly picked up the bead that was quietly lying on the table, emitting a mysterious light and containing powerful energy.