Chapter 369 The Spirit of Sword Cultivation(1/2)
Vertical pupils stared at Gu Qingshan.
It spoke quickly and wanted to communicate with Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "No-I will not lead you here, let alone provide you with any power."
The vertical pupil suddenly showed murderous intent.
A colorful thin line shot out from the vertical pupils and stabbed Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan shook his head and said, "You don't have the strength to activate that technique, give up."
I saw that the ash mountain kept collapsing downwards around the vertical pupil.
——Shu Tong is trying hard to obtain enough power from the Ash Mountain to form a certain evil power.
Unfortunately, everything about the eight-armed giant was washed into ashes by time.
If the number of sentient beings who sacrificed were not too large, even vertical pupils would not have the chance to be born.
All of this was a coincidence.
But the possibility has already emerged, so in this world, the existence of evil nature has already gained a legitimate "position".
This time, Gu Qingshan refused.
But what about the next time?
What choices will those saints who are eager to devote themselves to the new era make?
Gu Qingshan's eyes dimmed.
He grabbed the eternal sword from the void, fought with two swords, and jumped forward gently.
Two cold lights intersected.
The vertical pupil was immediately shattered, sank into a deep golden light, and completely disappeared into the prehistoric world.
Gu Qingshan turned his body, jumped back to the edge of the deep pit, and collected his two swords.
He looked a little bleak.
"These saints can't wait to go to the new era, but they don't know that they themselves represent history and are the objects that the new era wants to be eliminated."
"Kneeling down will not be accepted, it will only turn into the other party's food faster."
Gu Qingshan seemed to have some emotional ups and said to himself:
"A group of ridiculous and ignorant guys who forget their roots and pursue illusory things have long been doomed."
“—If that’s the case, why should I save such an era?”
He shook his head and turned around.
In front of him, an illusory bronze door appeared.
He pressed his hand on the bronze door and was about to push it in, but he heard a sound coming from behind him.
Gu Qingshan looked back.
I saw the sword flying back and forth, bursting with anxious cry, as if there was something I wanted to say.
Gu Qingshan lowered his head and thought about it for a few breaths.
The world was silent, as if waiting for his decision.
In a moment.
His voice rang in the empty and deserted land:
"The world is about to fall, but the saints are all thieves, and they perish themselves. This is the cause and effect of the change of times. Even if I have the power of chaos, I will not want to save this world for them."
"All dharmas are destroyed and cause and effect are not empty. Let everything follow their cause and effect and revolve."
After saying that, he was about to push open the door—
At this moment, the Bai Zhan Sword rushed over, staying beside him, and a shock burst into the sky.
Gu Qingshan was slightly stunned.
"What do you want me to see?" he asked.
Bai Zhan Jian did not answer, but just buzzed endlessly with all his strength.
The Changcun sword also flew to him, and together with Bai Zhan, it made a rhythmic sound of swords.
They seem to be calling for something.
In a moment.
Gu Qingshan sensed an extremely rare situation.
He couldn't help but slowly turn back and look into the void in the distance—
I saw that there was a vanity of light and shadow flowing in the void.
These lights and shadows seem to be another world.
"A phase world is overlapping with the main world...what will it come?"
Gu Qingshan murmured in confusion.
After thinking for a while, he reached out his hand and pressed it gently into the void.
In an instant, the bronze door disappeared.
He turned around and walked towards the light and shadow, trying to see what was going on.
The light and shadow around him sensed his movements, and the changes were immediately accelerated.
The next moment, the wilderness around Gu Qingshan disappeared.
Everything turns into invisible.
bright--
In the dark and lonely void, thousands of dark light spots condensed quickly like storms.
They show human form after human form.
Gu Qingshan looked quietly and thought, "Heroic spirits... I remember that there are no heroic spirits in the prehistoric world... After all, this is a very difficult road."
I saw those human figures condensed with light spots floating in the air, densely packed, neatly lined up, all looking towards Gu Qingshan.
They smiled.
——These are all heroic spirits!
Gu Qingshan's eyes wandered among the heroic spirits, and soon saw the sword cultivator.
The Bai Zhan Sword flew forward and circled happily around the sword cultivator, then he flew back reluctantly.
The sword cultivator looked at Gu Qingshan and smiled slightly, flew out, and waved to the heroes.
This seems to be a signal—
A hero raised his hand high.
Hundreds of heroic spirits raised their hands one after another.
They seemed to be calling for something, or they were waiting for something.
——I have to separate in order to continue fighting, and now it is time to meet again.
Gu Qingshan's face slowly changed, and he suddenly looked up at the sky.
sword!
Flying sword!
A flying sword dragged a long roar and rushed from the distant sky.
More flying swords are coming!
Thousands of swords are like rain, and thousands of swords are in a row, flying from all over the prehistoric world.
One subtle voice after another sounded in Gu Qingshan’s ears:
"The sword name is forever protecting, forever protecting sentient beings, and never stop until death;"
"The sword is called Demon Breaking Demon. Those who hold this sword swear to destroy Ten Thousand Demons;"
"The sword is called "alone", even if it is alone, the Tao is not alone, and there are his own comrades;"
"Sword Name Suzhan..."
"Sword Name Changge..."
"The sword name kills evil..."
"Sword name..."
When these sounds sounded, flying swords came in a daze, landing in front of Gu Qingshan, emitting a stern sword intent.
Time passes slowly.
To be continued...