Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

One day, the boy will grow up and take over the responsibility of guardianship from his father's shoulders.

Every teenager's growth path is different.

When Liao Tian and Xian Ling were still babbling, Jun Manxu read them "The Rise and Fall of Tiandu", telling them the story of Wu Jun and telling them what their brothers were heroes.

"Daddy is a hero!"

Xian Ling retorted: "But the people in "The Rise and Fall of Tiandu" also said that Dad was a tyrant!"

Jun Manhuo touched the heads of the two children and sighed: "It doesn't matter what you say about a hero or a tyrant. Everyone has different evaluation standards. It doesn't matter what others say, because time will change everything."

"What does that mean?"

"Look up to the heaven and the earth and have no regrets in your heart. The rest will be praised and criticized by the spring and autumn."

Liao Tian was so ignorant that he naturally didn't understand why he was allowed to "praise and criticize in the Spring and Autumn Period", but he kept the eight words "Look up to the heaven and the earth, and feel no regrets in his heart" in his heart.

This time his father asked him to come to Beihai Lingzhou to participate in the World Fight. He must have expected the appearance of Mo Shi. Killing the demon was the task his father gave him.

At this moment of life and death, Liao Tiancai knew that it didn't matter whether he was a hero or not, and it didn't matter what others said. What mattered was that no one around him could die. Qing Haichao and Ji Xiazhang must be brought back to Tiandu safely. .

"Wuxia, ready!"

"Liao Tian, ​​I will accompany you."

Fighting alone, Liao Tian was still defeated by Xianzhong Wuming. What's more, the current Ten Thousand Demons Shiyuan. Fortunately, the previous three tough battles had already caused Mo Shi to suffer a lot.

Just when Master Chaoyi and Qingshuangtai were in danger, the sky was filled with dazzling purple, and the aura of Haoran's sword flew into the sky. Liotian held the Cang'er sword tightly and slashed it at Mo Shi's head.

At the same time, Ji Wuxia lightly scolded, and the Frost Sword cut through the clouds and wind with a domineering slash.

The Cang'er Divine Sword, which specializes in destroying undead souls, roars like a purple dragon, and the Tairuoshan Sword, which weighs more than ten thousand jun, is like the topple of the five mountains. The combined force of the two attacks is enough to shake the North Sea and shake the world.

"Huh? Son of Luohu, the First Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Mo Shi originally came for the young master of Tiandu, but Mo Nao did not give an assessment of Liao Tian's strength. Only Xian Zong Wuming left the impression of fighting Liao Tian, ​​a mere junior, nothing to mention.

Despite this, without the divine emperor's aura to protect his body, and with the near-god's body being seriously injured, Mo Shi did not dare to take risks, and retreated as quickly as the sword fell, choosing to avoid its sharp blow.

Taking advantage of the distance created by retreating, Mo Shi let go of Chaoyizhu and his wife and struck back with his sword.

Bang bang!

With two loud noises, Liao Tian was hit by the volley and couldn't wipe the vermilion from the corner of his mouth. He picked up Chaoyizhu and Qingshuangtai like lightning, and then flew away with the backlash of the Demonic Heavenly Artifact. In an instant, the three of them were already on the horizon.

Fighting fiercely is fake, saving people is real.

"Go away!"

When Mo Shi came to his senses, he couldn't help but be filled with anger. Being played by the ants in his eyes over and over again was a life-long humiliation.

"You can also use your corpse to get back the Five Qi of Chaos, the Demonic Martial Ultimate, the Destroying Wheel Seal!"

Mo Shi abandoned his sword and changed his moves, swung his hands left and right, and then gathered them in front of his chest. Thousands of moves merged into one, turning into a huge fist seal that shattered the void, and chased the three of Liao Tian step by step.

The demonic energy of death that destroyed the heaven and earth formed a dark shadow of despair behind Liao Tian.

"Quick, snowy, clear, time, secret!"

Faced with such a situation, Ji Wuxia did not panic. With a loud shout, Yuan Gong poured out, the sword light roared in the glistening snow, and the white hair and blue skirt flew behind him, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world, single-handedly stopping the devil from causing harm to the world. .

The powerful moves collided with each other, cracks appeared in the sky, the sword light collapsed, and the beauty fell.

Red rain splashed all over the sky, Ji Wuxia's pale face was covered with scarlet, and her white feather shawl was stained red with blood. She supported herself with her sword and stood up little by little.

After several tough battles, Mo Shi felt his energy and blood surge, and he forced himself to swallow back the mouthful of blood that surged up his throat. Unlike the fledgling Liao Tian, ​​Ji Wuxia was reborn as a girl from Bo Xun, and her strength and swordsmanship have not disappeared, which made Mo Shi, who had already suffered a huge loss, begin to feel uneasy.

It can be said that he spent a lot of effort to deal with the two close gods, the God of Doom and Emperor Tianyao, but Bo Xun was the real demon god and was not someone he could kill.

Staring at the horizon, Liotian and the others have disappeared.

Mo Shi's eyes flashed, and he said arrogantly but with ulterior motives: "Looking at your status as Bo Xun, you may be able to survive by bending your knees."

Ji Wuxia heard Bo Xun's name for the second time.

She took off her white feather shawl, wiped the blood from her face, threw it down, and held the Tairuoshan sword again.

The body carved from ice and snow now not only looks more slender, but also looks colder and more rugged. Only the will to fight remains.

"Talk too much, take action!"

"Nuya, your companion has abandoned you and fled, do you still want to serve the person who killed you? The First Master feels pitiful and pathetic for you."

Unexpectedly, Ji Wuxia smiled contemptuously: "Hahaha! Mo Shi, are you afraid? Provoking discord will only lose your magnanimity as the source of all demons."

"Stubborn!"

Mo Shi was angry and resentful, but tried his best to control himself.

He knows his own situation. Except for the immortal soul, the body of a god, and the power of death, the others are all external forces. Although they are forcibly fused into one body, allowing him to reach the level of a god, it seems perfect, but in fact there are many subtleties. Undetectable flaws.

These flaws are very small and very clever. If it weren't for these three tough battles, Mo Shi himself might not even be able to detect them.

At this moment, Liao Tian has escaped, and there is no point in fighting anymore. It is better to go back to the Netherworld to study it carefully and find ways to repair these flaws.

Ji Wuxia didn't give him this chance. The sword flashed, white snow flew, and a force of force followed the heavy sword and slashed at Mo Shi again.

"Guanghua·Flawless Moon!"

As soon as the sword came out, the eternal ice and snow of the palace, the eternal tide of the North Sea, together with the sky and the earth, unexpectedly responded inexplicably, creating a strange resonance, forming a world of swords.

Countless brilliance surged out from Ji Wuxia's body and then illuminated Daqian, making her as clear as glass, both inside and outside.

"How can a demon show the form of a Buddha?"

Such a strange sight surprised Mo Shi.

"I hope that in the next life, when I achieve Bodhi, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, and free from stains and dirt!"

A low sigh came out of Ji Wuxia's lips, as if she had finally realized something. There was a hint of relief in her beautiful eyes, which turned into a bit of determination.

Jian Yue Wuxia slashed with a bang!
It contains the aura of heaven and earth and accepts the prayers of gods.

Pure, transcendent, sublimated.

This was the full blow of Ji Wuxia, who had regained his enlightenment, and the sword of punishment fell on the Beihai Shrine and Lingzhou land that had been poisoned by Demon Shi.

boom!
As soon as the two swords were handed over, the Demonic Heavenly Weapon was cut off immediately.

Without delay, Mo Shi opened his arms, raised one hand, and turned the other hand down, using the unique move that revealed his ambition.

"The origin of the left hand creates nothingness, the ending of the right hand brings destruction!"

Origin and end.

Creation and destruction.

It has always been Mo Shi's dream to dominate the misery, but unfortunately, his dream was shattered once again. (End of chapter)