One after another, the black bamboos are stuck in the soil in disorder, like a bush of knives or a forest of swords, but it is far more than that.

Qi Lung stared at a strange black bamboo in front of him. It was as thick as a bowl and had no knots throughout. When he looked carefully, he saw that the surface of the bamboo was covered with thunder patterns, twisted and weird. In a daze, Qi Lung seemed to see endless thunder and lightning striking back.

Shaking away the dark clouds, tearing the sky apart, all the thunder gods and thunder soldiers were overwhelmed, even splitting the heavenly palace, and scattering the huge will in the sky.

Use thunder to extinguish thunder, and use heaven's punishment to kill heaven.

Qi Lung turned his attention to another piece of bamboo. This bamboo had square joints, wide outside and sharp edges inside, as if embedded in a pillar.

The four poles are ruined, the nine states are torn apart, the sky cannot be restored, and the earth cannot be reincarnated. The fire will not be extinguished, the water will not be extinguished. The wild beasts will eat the people, and the birds of prey will prey on the old and the weak.

There was a sudden pain in Qi Lung's foot. He turned his foot away and saw a trace of blood flowing out of his palm.

A bamboo shoot covered with barbs appeared under the sole of the foot.

The son kills the father, the daughter kills the mother, relatives cannibalize each other, friends cannibalize each other, the cannibalism of heaven and earth is not as good as man cannibalism, and oneself cannibalize oneself.

Qi Long moved his feet away expressionlessly, then felt a cramping pain all over his body.

The heart rebels, the stomach swallows the lungs, the liver and gallbladder explode, and the spleen becomes violently poisonous.

And inside the bamboo forest, where there are three or four acres of wasteland, Ming Wuyu is supporting an old farmer sitting on the field ridge. The old farmer uses his remaining left hand to take off his bamboo hat, revealing an old face with ravines. At this moment, the old face is full of

beads of sweat.

"Master uncle!" Ming Wuyu looked at the cage in the bamboo forest, and then at the broken arm of the sword demon, but stopped talking.

The Sword Demon asked him to pass the kettle over, and after taking a shaky sip, he said:

"Don't make a fuss. Those who are blessed by nature will also be jealous of heaven. Those who want to destroy the world will also be destroyed by heaven and earth. I can survive until now, which is considered good."

"You think the Great Dao seal outside is to seal me. If the movement of the Great Dao had not been controlled by several junior brothers, haha, I would have been killed by the one at the top."

"But uncle——"

The Sword Demon waved his hand and said with a smile: "Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all things like stupid dogs. Whether you obey her or go against her, it makes no difference to her. If I prevent the disaster from coming and save the world, she will not treat me.

Let's not even mention that I failed."

"But uncle, since the seal is there, why is your hand broken?"

Before the Demon Sword becomes a Sword Demon, the most powerful thing is his right hand. He holds the sword in his right hand and can destroy all things.

However, at this moment, this arm is gone.

Ming Wuyu suddenly thought of something, and his face turned ugly.

The sword demon smiled calmly: "Maybe some junior brother felt that I was overwhelmed with the heavy responsibility and wanted me to move my position. Without anyone else's advice, how could Dugu Ji, a cautious but courageous guy, come to do this?

My apprentice."

Due to the special system of teaching martial arts at Wendao Tower, there are no interest factions formed within the sect due to the master-disciple relationship.

Moreover, the will of the peak swordsman is as firm as iron, and he has his own beliefs, which are difficult to be moved by external objects.

The split among the five Taoists is something no one wants to see.

This means that not only do they have to choose sides, but Wendao Tower also has to split.

And the real responsibility of Wendao Tower will be completely lost in the internal fighting.

In fact, there are some vague signs of this. For example, the master swordsman uncle has not returned all year round, the master swordsman has no interest in worldly affairs, and the only gathering of the Five Great Daoists in the past ten years was about Senior Sister Lu Aohou...

Ming Wuyu forced a smile and said: "What the uncle said is exaggerated. Maybe there is just something wrong with the seal of the avenue."

But even he himself didn't believe this.

After a moment of silence, Ming Wuyu said again: "Master, is this really the only way to eliminate the demonic nature in my little junior brother's mind?"

In the eyes of the two of them, Qi Lung was dripping with blood from the sharp blades in the bamboo forest. The blades made the son of the Dragon Vein's body almost unstoppable.

The world has been destroyed, let alone you, one of the protagonists in the world.

On these bloodstains are endless destructive thoughts, which directly plunge into the spiritual ocean and kill on the demonic shadow.

The huge sword light transformed by the power of the Four Killers also took the opportunity to help. In an instant, the demonic shadow was destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The reason why Sword Demon is willing to take action is mostly because of Bo Xun.

In that battle that year, he won but lost again. He defeated the enemy and lost the calamity. He thought countless times whether he could successfully trigger the power of the eight calamities and prevent the gods from descending to earth if Bo Xun had not stopped him.

The answer is unknown.

As for Bo Xun, the former demon sword wanted to kill him ten thousand times, ten thousand times!

Above the water, a figure slowly walked out.

"It's really you!"

The huge demonic shadow transformed from the seventh heaven of the desire world turned its head, and the face of Bo Xun grew out of the back of Qi Long's head. He looked down at his former enemy from a high position. Suddenly, he smiled coldly:

"The sinners who defy heaven and die at the hands of their own disciples in the future will have all their plans in vain, which is really sad."

The Sword Demon looked towards the fourth level of the Desire Realm...a giant Buddha that looked like a mountain of meat and giggled, its eyes spitting out magic light.

"The future Buddha actually fell into your hands. Buddhism is really unfortunate." The sword demon smiled softly: "But according to the nine-character motto of the ancient Buddha, you are not the real future Buddha."

"Really? The future Buddha will be in this world. If not this king, who else could he be?"

Bo Xun seemed to be angry, and his claws stretched to the sky. In an instant, the endless demonic shadows rolled towards the sword demon crazily. However, within three feet of the sword demon, they all collapsed.

"Only those who destroy the world and rebel against the common people can become a demon. With your evil thoughts, you are not worthy of becoming a demon."

The sword demon made a move with his left hand, and the power of the four killings was condensed into one, turning into an ancient-handled sword, which was raised upwards gently.

In an instant, the four corners of the spirit shattered, and at the same time, a heaven-destroying sword intent directly shattered the spiritual world.

The black sword light flashed away, and in Bo Xun's incredible eyes, the huge six-layer demon body was directly split into two.

"Holding a knife in the left hand is not stable."

The sword demon looked at the dimmed blade and shook his head.

Bo Xun, who was split into two, suddenly laughed strangely, and at the same time, the Maitreya Demon also laughed and said:

"The sword light you passed on to that little girl cannot stop the supervisor's heavenly sword at all. The destruction of this world, including all living beings in this world, is inevitable. Your magic sword is the best evidence."

The sword demon's face darkened slightly.

A voice suddenly interrupted the other party.

"If you don't mind, can you lend me this knife?"

There was a trace of surprise on Dao Mo's ravaged face.

"You actually escaped from the World-Destroying Bamboo Forest?"

A ripple rippled out from the sword demon's side, and a human figure appeared. Qi Long looked at the scene of destruction, and felt heartbroken.

What has happened to the core of my own martial arts system?

The sword demon handed over the blade, with a smile on his rugged face, "Since you want to do this, then go ahead and do it."

Qi Lung held the handle of the knife and felt for the first time the power that evolved from the great catastrophe.

From what I just said, I learned that Marquis Lu Ao's rebellion was actually prompted by the sword demon.

The power of four kills is the strongest attack power among the eight great tribulation powers.

As soon as Qi Long grasped the handle of the knife, a destructive force burst out from the knife.

Extermination in spring, killing in summer, extinction in autumn, and depression in winter

The Maitreya Demon's eyes suddenly spit out a dark light.

"Your end won't be any better, you will die in the hands of that woman!"

With a flash of sword light, the world was destroyed!

…

In reality, Qi Long screamed and transformed into a golden-winged roc, with blood all over his body. Then he rolled to the ground and transformed into his true body with thick dragon veins. He transformed several times in a row before returning to his human body.

A pair of bloodshot eyes met the sword demon's eyes.

It was bottomless black.

The sword demon slowly stood up, and in an instant, with three feet around his body as the core, everything he passed was shattered.

"The Thoughts of Dao Demon!"

Ming Wuyu's expression changed, but this terrifying power did not impact the two of them.

However, the entire sea surface of the Demon Tribulation Territory was washed away and turned into black.

Other than that, everything fades away.

The sword demon opened his palm, and a bamboo sword was formed out of thin air.

"Let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them felt the void overlap crazily, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Then the sword demon took a step forward and appeared in the space between reality and reality that was exploded.
To be continued...