Chapter 247
Everything has a spirit, so it has life.

In the eyes of the vast blue sky, there is no distinction between high and low spirits, because everything is a humble dog.

But after the spirit is born into the flesh, it has the distinction of nobility, and this nobility is not determined by heaven, but the deeds of all things themselves.

Just like human beings, some people are superior and have the power of life and death in their hands, while some people are as low as mud, and they can't control their own life and death.

Once you lose your body and become a spirit again, it doesn't matter that you are nobler than me.

There are many causal lines connected to the Nether Demon Sword transformed by Nangong Lin, because the Demon Sword was transformed by Nangong Lin at his own sacrifice, so it also inherited Nangong Lin's cause and effect.

Countless grievances are connected to the sword with causal lines, which are transformed by the creatures that Nan Gonglin used the horn wind chimes to shake to death just now.

The resentful spirits are afraid of the killing power of the demon sword, and dare not approach, the extreme freezing power, even the soul will be completely frozen, and they will never be reborn forever.

Clang!
With a sound of the sword, Nangong Lin's sacrifice was finally completed. The blue-black devilish energy was lingering around the magic sword, and the sword body was engraved with pictures of thousands of floating corpses. One person sat in the sky, looking down at everything, looking at his face, eight times like Nangong Lin. very similar.

The man turned his eyebrows and looked at Bai Kun, and the corner of his mouth moved, as if he said: "Bai Kun is to die", and the magic sword also moved out in response to the sound, and killed Bai Kun.

This is the lore sword of Wusheng Kendo, the supreme sword of killing, and he gave up everything just to cut out this sword. The sword of martyrdom.

This sword is invincible. Although Nan Gonglin is not practicing Wusheng swordsmanship, the first thing in swordsmanship is artistic conception and pattern.

At this time, Nangong Lin had given up everything, just to kill Bai Kun, this sword was Nangong Lin's heart, the sword, to the extreme, was only for killing.

All alien races could feel the murderous intent of this sword towards Bai Kun, even if the water of nine days could not be washed away, life and death enmity, irreconcilable.

At this time, except for Zhan Tianque, Liuchen, Geng Tianqi and Bao Leiming, all the alien races have left the ring far away.

Because this sword is terrifying and terrifying.

When he got close, he could actually feel this escaping sword energy entering his body, continuously cutting his meridians, depleting his true essence, and destroying his own bones.

"It's too scary. Nangong Lin's blow turned out to be so terrifying." A foreign race walked slowly and was caught by the sword energy. Fortunately, there were not many of them. the way.

He was even horrified to find that just such a trace of sword energy was like a tarsal maggot in his body. Even if he suppressed it with a huge Gang Yuan, it couldn't be eliminated for a while, and he could only slowly wear it away with the Gang Yuan.

"I recognize this sword, which is one of the highest sword skills practiced by those lunatics of the Wusheng Sword Dao - Sacrificial Sword." A foreigner recognized this sword and said solemnly.

"I've heard of this sword. I'll give up everything just for one sword. The more you give up, the stronger the power will be. It's the most decisive sword recognized by all the sword sects in the Northern Wilderness. It's the most decisive sword for others and even more for yourself. It's decisive, it's rare that Nangong Lin has such determination, now regardless of strength, in terms of character, we probably have no one here except those in front of the stage." A foreigner added.

"It seems that this Bai Kun is doomed to die today, the pride of the earth's human race really can't last long, unless..." a foreigner hesitated to speak.

"You don't want to say that he is the son of luck, it's impossible. I asked someone to investigate some of his past, and found that before the end of the world, it was nothing special. The chance of picking up treasures while walking, and realizing the Dharma while sleeping is incomparable to the son of luck." The man of the feather clan said.

After discussing for a while, everyone turned their eyes back to the arena, no matter what, it's none of their business, and they were eager for both of them to die.

Among the few people still in the arena, except Geng Tianqi, Zhan Tianque and Bao Leiming remained motionless, while Liu Chen had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth at this moment.

He is suppressed here by Bao Leiming's aura, even if he is a genius, but his real cultivation is only at the peak of the Qi Control Realm, while Bao Leiming is a real person who has been famous for a long time, the difference is immeasurable.

Among the four, his cultivation base is the weakest, and this sword is indeed too strong, even if it is not aimed at him, but the dissipated strength still hurts his internal organs. Fortunately, what he comprehend is the mountain that is the main guardian. , To suppress Daqian, I stand still.

As soon as those sacrificial sword qi entered the body, although the destructive power was extraordinary, they were all suppressed in one place and could not move. It is impossible to suppress him.

And as the injury got worse, his eyes became brighter. He had already reached the peak of the Qi Control Realm and opened up two thousand miles of primordial purple energy. Breaking through the barrier between Huagang Realm and Yuqi Realm.

It is believed that once Bao Leiming withdraws his oppressive aura, he can break through the entrance in one fell swoop and become a strong man in the Transformation Realm.

But at this moment, Liu Chen didn't care about this at all, but cast his eyes on Bai Kun, his eyes under the mask revealed worried eyes, even he who had great confidence in Bai Kun couldn't help but feel worried at this moment.

"You must not die like this."

The imposing manner of the magic sword is oppressive, and everything bows its head, but Bai Kun still stands with the sword, happy and fearless.

Suddenly, the aura on Bai Kun's body shrank, and he seemed to disappear in this world. Suddenly, he galloped towards the monstrous magic sword, and suddenly, Bai Kun's Emperor Devouring Sword suddenly displayed six circular light wheels.

As Bai Kun continued to move forward, these six circular light wheels began to expand continuously, connected together, and appeared in front of Bai Kun.

The center of the six-color light wheel seems to be a portal, and it also looks like a Taoist yin-yang Pisces Taiji diagram. It looks strange and inexplicable, but the aliens present feel a kind of warmth when looking at this portal, as if they used to come from this portal. Born in the six-color light wheel.

And with the appearance of the six-color light wheel, this small world is vibrating, and the whole world begins to become full of vitality and joy. This is the joy of this small world, it is happy, it is cheering.

All the creatures in this world are cheering and jumping for joy. They feel the joy from the ground under their feet, because they are complete.

Everyone else felt the cheers and joy from the world, and even their originally nervous heart calmed down a little under the influence of this atmosphere.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It can arouse the "emotions" of a world. It's too terrifying. Is this still a swordsmanship? What kind of swordsmanship is this?" a foreigner said in disbelief.

Although Nangong Lin's self-sacrifice is strong and outrageously strong, after all, everyone knows that this is the sword technique of Wusheng Kendo, and it is one of the supreme king's swords. It is reasonable to have such power.

But what kind of swordsmanship is Bai Kun's swordsmanship? They have never heard of it in the northern wilderness. It stands to reason that the swordsmanship that can arouse the cheers of the whole world should not be unknown, but should have been famous in the northern wilderness long ago.

However, they would not have thought that this sword technique was created by Bai Kun. After all, the Northern Wilderness Realm is too big, and there are many martial arts and martial arts. Maybe it is some long-lost sword technique that Bai Kun was lucky enough to find.

Nangong Lin would not pay attention to this, so what if the world cheers, I just need to kill you, what kind of swordsmanship, as long as it can kill people is enough, Nangong Lin has a strong heart at this time, and he is not confused by these changes at all.

In Bai Kun's field of vision, there are only countless causal lines left, as well as the innocent ghosts killed by Nangong Lin. When Bai Kun's six phantoms appeared, these ghosts cheered and moved towards Bai Kun Kun's six light wheels surged forward.

And Bai Kun also felt the resentment of these resentful spirits being beheaded innocently. At this time, this emotion was magnified by reincarnation, and Bai Kun's heart to kill Nangong Lin was even firmer.

The way of heaven is not benevolent, I will control reincarnation on my behalf, and claim the life of this thief.

(End of this chapter)

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