The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

"The ignorant, what do you want."

In Tianchi,

Gan Jiang Moxie said in unison,

In an icy tone, he questioned Wan Hou's purpose. Although he was immortal for thousands of years, no matter what identity he appeared in front of them, he was still nothing but a confused ghost.

"Seek defeat."

"promise."

Wan Baihou calmly said four words,

"Mortals are stupid and greedy, do they still persist in transforming ghosts after death."

"This is my business. Killing you will be able to fulfill what I want."

The second sword is not in words,

It seems that he has put his thoughts back into the years when he was a human being. If it weren't for these two unfamiliar fighters, how could he have boundless resentment attached to it?

Human nature is greedy and full of filth,

Unexpectedly after they died,

There hasn't been a trace of change in the world, and even ghosts dared to put greed above the freedom of the two.

Saying too much is useless,

It is evil to kill a person,

Killing ten people is the murderer,

Kill thousands of people as heroes,

The dead souls under the sword of Mo Xie, killing thousands of souls, are the unshakable existence that only exists in the legend.

Ghosts are fearless, let his ignorance mix with this fear and resentment and leave the world.

Gan will be out of the sheath,

A cold light shows up, threatening everything in the world,

The water in Tianchi seemed to sense the murderous aura that was coming, and it could not stop boiling in the lake.

And the sword of Moxie on the side was slowly unsheathed at this time,

Two swords walk together, swear not to be separated,

This is the promise made by Gan Jiang Moxie that life and death will never be separated.

If you fight, follow each other,

Unless you really meet someone who can resist their two swords, you will either live together or die together.

Seeing the two swords unsheathed at the same time, Pale Hou's face became more perverted. The Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his hand was still trembling, but his heart was in ecstasy.

Accompanied by the two swords being unsheathed at the same time,

The air circulating around has stagnated at this time,

Everything seems to be attached with a thin film,

When pale, step forward,

The boundary formed by the film is broken, but with this step, there is a desperate scene formed by thousands of swords.

Every corner of the body is firmly forced by his sharp edge,

‘Ghost Destroyer·Tenchu ​​is Extinct! ’

Heavenly Tribulation Sword moves,

Not afraid to intimidate Mo Xie, the powerful sword aura instantly raged away,

Centering on itself, a huge cylindrical sword gas barrier was opened, and it continued to expand outwards. The sword formations formed by Qian Jiang Mo Xie were smashed into pieces.

Is this the feeling of fighting for life?

When Wan Bai came with a sword, although he broke through the sword formation of Gan Jiang Mo Xie, he still couldn't calm the surging in his heart.

This sword moves,

Doomed to life and death,

He can be sure that Gan Jiang Mo Xie’s cultivation strength has far surpassed the number of levels that the spirit caster does not know, and he can even call them the pinnacle existence, but the agreement between himself and the spirit caster,

Is the vow he promised,

Not overcoming obstacles,

How to fulfill the promise.

However,

Everything in front of me is pale fantasy,

Those shattered blades are just phantoms again and again, and the steps that Pale Hou takes are all his own imaginations.

His deity,

Still staying in place and never moving forward for half a step.

When all illusory appearances are broken,

What appeared in front of Wan Hou was still the scene of confrontation with Gan Jiang Mo Xie,

And he,

It is because of the space that creates the illusion.

"Am I afraid, am I shocked."

When I was pale, I kept asking myself, but the cold sweat oozing from his forehead had shown everything.

When the swordsman's heart is confused,

When the determination of the swordsman was shaken,

The invincible sword in his hand will eventually come to the end,

Everything is glitzy,

The scene of defeating those swordsmen on earth in the past is vivid, and everything is as real as a dream.

Only when I was pale, I felt my illusion,

Gan Jiang Mo Xie both came to Wan Hou,

If you have a sword in your heart, you are strong and invincible,

Without a sword in your heart, it's better than a thousand,

Tangible and intangible, all due to obsession,

One step of faith, one step of vain.

Wan Hou may be invincible in the world, but he will always have a grudge against his sword, because the spirit casting master is not dead,

He valued the sword’s predecessor and forgot the original meaning of the sword.

Any sword that exists requires the recognition of the sword holder to achieve the boundless road.

But the only exception is Pale,

He valued the sword, and he also valued the past of the sword,

I firmly believe that only those who kill the sword can get the recognition of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, and have never listened to the words of the Heavenly Tribulation,

He is a successful swordsman, but also a failed swordsman,

The same mind,

Only one step away.

Hoo hoo hoo,

The rustling breeze blows,

The pale body began to fade like floating sand, and the persistent resentment fell into confusion at that moment.

The Heavenly Tribulation Sword exudes its own sorrow,

Looking at the pale when he has completely lost his faith,

It, lamented.

"Sword and sword, are you in pain."

Gan Jiang Moxie asked in unison,

As swordsmiths, they are also swordsmiths, with different pursuits and different situations.

But for the sword, it is all the ideas that can understand it,

"Sword and sword, are you sad."

"Following such a master is the failure of your life. Perhaps there is an unbridgeable gap between the good and the bad, but in the matter of choosing the master, the gap can no longer represent the gap between us."

I have a sword in my heart,

But can't understand the sword,

Pale is destined to be impossible to be the strongest existence,

And his strength is only limited to the single existence of himself or Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

The dust dissipated,

Pale time no longer exists in the world,

The Heavenly Tribulation Sword that had lost its master slowly fell into the cold and merciless Tianchi water,

It wailed,

It's painful,

It's a pity that I couldn't hear when I was pale.

"Perhaps in a thousand years, you will still be able to find someone who understands you."

Gan Jiang Mo Xie looked at the sinking Heavenly Tribulation Sword and said with relief,

Quack,

There was a crisp sound from the lake,

It turned out that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword actually cut its edge, and Wan Baihou was the master he recognized, although he never understood himself until he died.

But as a sword,

Should have their own dignity,

There is no complaint to find one master for life, live and die together.

I don’t know whether it’s praise or sorrow,

Gan Jiang Moxie's double swords also exuded piercing swords at this moment. Regarding the encounter with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, he could only express his thoughts in his heart in this way.

"Since you have woken up, then destroy everything."

Gan Jiang said quietly,

The sky in the distance is already dazzlingly approaching,

The Xuan Dynasty was imprisoned by the ten-step sword formation he had set up, but there were still many strong men who could break through it.

They all know where the root of everything happened,

They are also afraid that they will do things that are not conducive to the Xuan Dynasty,

pity,

They are all right.

The heart is alive,

Both swords soared high in the sky.