A World Worth Protecting

   Chen Qingzi has cultivated throughout his life, before merging with Ming Dao, there is only one!

  This way is not the dark way.

  In fact, after betraying the Mingzong, he has already abandoned his Mingdao, and has not rebuilt it for many years, so from beginning to end, his Tao...through the ancient and modern, only...Sword!

  Everything is on the wooden sword in his hand. Pursuing this sword throughout his life, he only walks one time.

  So even if he later merged with Ming Dao, he was more just borrowing it. Sword Dao was everything to him, and the wooden sword that had accompanied him for a long time had a very ordinary material.

  To be precise, it was a wooden tablet and a tablet.

In his life, he has only seen the soul, and the doomed wife who painted the face of the afterlife with his own hands. This is her tablet. Whether the soul appears, whether it is a conspiracy or an accident, these are not important, after all ... After this ray of future reincarnation, it was destined to be the soul of his wife, and it disappeared.

He rebelled against the Mingzong, although not all of it was due to this reason, but this soul was ultimately an introduction, and it was deeply buried in his heart. For many years, it has not dissipated. Therefore, after he betrayed the Mingzong, he went to Weiyang. Clan, standing in front of the memorial tablet where the wisp of soul was alive, after a long silence, took the memorial tablet away.

  Since then, there is a wooden sword beside him.

  This sword has accompanied him to the present, and in his gaze, he can't tell what kind of way he is. Perhaps it is really one of the ways of the sword, because he has realized the triple realm on this wooden sword.

  The first layer is the body of the wooden sword, capable of fighting thousands of times and destroying everything.

The second level of    is to transform the soul, and while the power explodes several times, it can ignore all the ways and kill all.

  As for the third level, or the third form, Chen Qingzi has only appeared in his mind, and has never shown in the world.

  He called this third form...memories.

Although the name is a memory, it has nothing to do with time, or even the slightest connection at all. Because this third form...Although it has never been revealed, in the several times that he has appeared in his heart, every time his killing thought arises. To an indescribable level.

   So, it should be killing Dao.

Chen Qingzi muttered, staring at the wooden sword in front of him. Seeing this sword shocked at this moment, layers of veneer appeared on it. Until the end, a killing intent that made the starry sky tremble and Wei Yangzi's expression changed. From this sword, a monstrous eruption.

  This kill can shock everyone.

  This kill can shake the stars.

  This kill can blur the universe!

"In my whole life, my memories... are all killings." Chen Qingzi murmured, instead of looking at Wei Yangzi, but staring at the wooden sword, raising his hand to hold it gently, stepping forward, swinging the sword at will. It formed a sword light that made the starry sky look like pitch black for an instant, only the light of this sword shining.

  The expression has changed, Wei Yangzi, who exclaimed in exclamation, fell suddenly.

  "This is...what kind of Dao? Sword Dao? No! Kill Dao? No!" Wei Yangzi roared. This is the first time he has an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart since the battle with Chen Qingzi.

  Even if his second head is devilish, even if his cultivation base and combat power are much stronger than before, at this moment, he actually regressed for the first time.

"Before entering Mingzong, my father and mother died in the war, I worshipped the sect to learn the art of killing..." Ignoring Wei Yangzi's retreat and dodge, Chen Qingzi still murmured, his voice was low, and it seemed to resonate with the avenue, echoing everywhere. During this time, even the dark fish of Mingzong Tiandao and the golden beetle of Weiyang Tiandao all trembled and their expressions showed horror.

   An inexplicable danger makes their hearts tremble.

   "After learning art, I will kill!"

"Kill a battalion, kill a army, kill a country, and bury my parents." Chen Qingzi's voice is clearly low and slow, and every word that can be spoken seems to form a monstrous coercion. Shi’s Heavenly Dao retreated, Shi Wei Yangzi’s dodge continued, but after all, he could not completely avoid it. When Chen Qingzi’s words came out, the moment he took the third step, a sword aura fell directly on him.

In the roar, under the intense crisis of life and death, Wei Yangzi raised his right hand, and his arm instantly fogged up, giving out bursts of cloud and mist. But before the path contained in his arm was fully revealed, the sword energy had come, and after an instant, Wei Yangzi's right hand immediately collapsed and burst open.

  The severe pain caused Wei Yangzi's complexion to change rapidly. Although the new arms grew out of the storms, the danger of life and death made Wei Yangzi back again.

  "Afterwards, I met a teacher, was enlightened by the teacher, put down the butcher knife, and worshipped the Underworld..."

"In the Mingzong, I ferry the dead souls, seemingly pure good, and walk for the reincarnation of the heavens, but in fact...this is still killing, but this time, it is the soul!" Chen Qingzi smiled, just this smile Without the slightest emotional fluctuation, the wooden sword in his hand followed his words, the killing intent had already made the starry sky cold, a sword swept across, Wei Yangzi made a stern sound, and the wind arm he had just grown collapsed again. !

"What the **** is this!!" Wei Yangzi's scalp was numb, and he already saw that Chen Qingzi's state at this moment was very strange. It seemed to be here, but in fact it seemed to be absent, and the magical powers he developed could not be affected. But every sword of the opponent brought an indescribable crisis to himself.

"I'm tired of the disappearance of my wife in the afterlife, making me want to subvert my life, so I rebelled against the Mingzong. In that battle, I was still killing, killing the Mingzong in the past, killing the Weiyang invading Xiu... "

   "I thought that after this battle was over, I would not kill again. I didn't expect...In the universe of the Weiyang clan, I actually have memories, memories of the Mingzong, the younger brother, the master..."

"Memories are like poisons, like poisonous insects, all that swallows me, the only solution is to kill!" Chen Qingzi's expression was calm, but the words that he could utter made everyone who heard them trembled, one after another. The sword energy is even more explosive.

  At the moment of crisis, Wei Yangzi pinched the tactics with both hands. Now his hands are the last two of the six arms. One hand is thunder, and the other is like a black hole after it grows out, which implies the meaning of swallowing.

  At this moment, the thunder broke out, swallowing the sky, and even the magical energy turned into a magical shadow, like a demon **** descending behind him, seeming to suppress everything.

  Rumbled, with the arrival of the sword aura, the demon shadow trembled, and every sword aura tore it a lot, and Wei Yangzi within it was constantly regressing, and a madness appeared in his eyes.

   "I will kill the tens of thousands, I will kill Wei Young, I will kill the **** general, I will kill the **** emperor!"

   "Kill for a hundred years, kill for a thousand years, kill for tens of thousands of years!"

"But why, my heart is still being poisoned, why, I am still reminiscing...For the Heavenly Rongming Sect, I kill all spirits, to reach the pinnacle, I kill Master, and now... I kill Xiangsheng again Realm, kill all obstacles, kill... Emperor Weiyang!" Chen Qingzi suddenly raised his head, with the wooden sword in his hand, the killing intent had reached an indescribable level of shock, and even cracks appeared on it, like itself. It was also unbearable, and with the wave of Chen Qingzi's head up, the sword fell violently.

  A sword aura that was even more violent than before, it was cut down in an instant, and it fell directly on Wei Yangzi's demon shadow. The demon shadow collapsed instantly, splitting apart, and the sword aura flashed, never swept past Yangzi's neck.

  In an instant...Weiyangzi’s head collapsed!

  Left hand thunder, collapse!

   Right hand swallowed, collapse!

  His body...Crash!

  "I am Chen Qingzi, what is my way, do you know?" The starry sky was dead, only Chen Qingzi lowered his head and whispered.

  The wooden sword in his hand was shattered from inch to inch, scattered around him, looking from a distance, it looked like a lotus flower.