Chapter 1293

On the towering cloud cliff, the wind is strong.

The sword heart walked slowly to the top of the cliff and looked at the sunset that was about to fall. A faint smile crossed the corners of his mouth, followed by a wary sword boy behind him.

Without looking back at him, the heart of the sword opened his mouth leisurely, as if he were talking to himself and telling, murmuring: "soon his wish will be fulfilled, and the world will become quiet!"

There was no reply. The sword boy just stared at him coldly.

"What's your name?" Looking back at him, Jianxin smiled.

"Sword boy!"

"Is this the name your master gave you?"

"No, he's my father!" His eyes flickered with determination, and the sword boy threw his voice to the ground.

With a smile, the heart of the sword shook his head slowly: "it's worthy of human inheritance. Keep your sword as a son!"

"What does your master think of you?"

"Is this unknown? It's his heart!" With a smile, the heart of the sword looked up at the sky and breathed a long breath: "where the heart comes, what the sword refers to, I am his sword. Moving according to his heart is the heart of the sword. He and I are the same person, regardless of each other! "

"Does your master treat you as a brother?"

"It's not a brother. My brother still has two hearts, but he and I will always be one!" With a slight smile, the sword heart looked at the sword boy and said, "what he wants to do is what I want to do. Your master, to put it better, treats you as a parent-child, but is it not slavery? You have to listen to him and be crowned with the word filial piety. You can see the hypocrisy of humanity! "

"Hum, what about you?"

With a cold smile, the sword boy disdained: "your master just made you like him. In the final analysis, he just copied himself. It sounds good that you are the same person. If it doesn't sound good, you are a replica of him. You don't have half a personality. But my father treated us like sons, but he didn't force us to go his way. So did Lord Luo, and so did Kirin. I'm just a sword, too. So who is the master's slave? "

His eyelids trembled slightly. The heart of the sword didn't speak. He just looked up at the sky and said after a while: "the way of heaven is ruthless. It's simple, not as complex as humanity. Therefore, the ten emperors in ancient times finally formed the ten ways in the heavens, and there were only nine people in one day. Nine people have roads, but there is only one way in heaven. We are similar, not because he copied himself, but because the way of heaven is similar. I am his sword. He points out the direction of heaven to me. Let's build a pure world together! "

"What does that have to do with my father? He didn't annoy you!"

"Of course it matters. He is the most important link. Whether it's the way of heaven or humanity, the direction of the world is on him alone. This man integrating heaven and humanity..."

His eyes slightly hissed and narrowed, and his sword heart smiled softly, revealing a natural color: "but if there is no accident, there will be eyebrows and eyes tonight, the direction of the world, ha ha..."

The body couldn't stop a shock. The sword boy's eyebrows shook and a trace of uneasiness arose in his heart.

Shua Shua!

At this time, two voices broke through the air, and two dark shadows suddenly appeared in front of them. They bowed to the heart of the sword and said, "Sir, everything is done!"

Looking up, it was two of the eight evils.

He nodded clearly. The sword heart waved and let them go down. Then he looked at the sword boy and smiled, "do you know who they are? Once the strongest man of any rank, he is a man who is arrogant and pursues the peak. But the more so, the more frustrated they will feel when they encounter an unreachable bottleneck. They who have never failed will become quite anxious and their desire will become extremely urgent. Then I stood up and told them that I could meet their wishes, and they bowed their heads. But once a strong man lowers his head, he can no longer lift it up. This is the despicability of humanity! "

"You mean, they are all from vantage. The Enlightenment of the five holy soldiers? "

"Yes, in a hard place, there will be strong people. After ancient times, there were no decent people in the holy land. There were only FanJie. A group of good people would appear every hundreds of thousands of years! "

He nodded faintly, and the sword heart chuckled, but soon his eyes showed naked contempt: "but what about this? They were stuck in the quasi emperor, and in any case they could not move forward, and their arrogance became cowardly. No longer believe in their own power, began to seek external power, and then lost the possibility of becoming emperor forever. "

"That's because they can't be called emperor. If the sword emperor is still alive, the quota of Kendo has been occupied, and what they realize is Kendo..." staring at him, the sword boy shouted.

When the corners of his mouth turned up, the heart of the sword shook his head noncommittally: "then you are wrong. Although there are ten names in the ten ways of the heavens, they are not the same. Although there are some difficulties, as long as there are people who find another way to become a Taoist, even if they are both Kendo, they can compete to determine who is the ancestor of kendo. Sword boy, there was a blood devil ancestor in ancient times. He had the courage, just a little. Unfortunately, after listening to his legend, future generations have always thought that the ten Tao will last forever, and no one has the courage to do so. Little, dare you? "

Staring at his strange eyes, the sword boy's fists tightened slightly, and his eyes gradually flickered with a sense of war.

"Hahaha... I guess I won't have that chance, if your master loses!"

He couldn't help laughing. The sword heart patted his little head and sighed, "let's go and see your master for the last time, maybe the last time..."

With that, the heart of the sword was a step and left. The sword boy's eyes were fixed and he followed immediately.

After a while, they came to the small yard of the emperor of heaven. At this moment, the emperor of heaven is still sitting leisurely at the stone table, playing with black and white chess pieces, with a deep light in his eyes.

Chu Qingcheng looked anxious and paced back and forth, looking at the space channel from time to time, waiting for Zhuo fan to come back.

With a whoosh, the sword heart and the sword boy fell down together.

The heart of the sword hugged the emperor, nodded and said, "everything is ready!"

"Very good!"

Glancing at the sword boy, the emperor of heaven didn't care. Chu Qingcheng was surprised and came to the sword boy and said, "Why are you here? It's very dangerous here!"

"Where's father?" Without answering, the swordsman asked.

With a pale face, Chu Qingcheng turned his head and looked at the channel behind him. He sighed: "I've gone to find the love emperor, and it seems that the two emperors are still dead enemies. Zhuo fan goes on behalf of the emperor of heaven, isn't it... "

But shaking his head, Chu Qingcheng felt that Zhuo fan was more or less dangerous this time. The sword boy looked a little dignified after hearing this.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a light chant sounded, and Zhuo fan walked out of the channel unharmed. When Chu Qingcheng and his wife saw each other, they were overjoyed and went forward one after another.

The emperor of heaven raised his eyes and glanced at him. His eyes flashed with Taoist essence and joked, "what did I say? That woman will give it to you."

"I got it. What do you want me to do?" When Zhuo fan looked at him, he could only sigh.

With a smile, the emperor shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand. A burst of floating on the flat ground opened another channel. At the end of the passage are the remaining disciples of the holy mountain, even the six mountain masters.

But at this moment, they seem to have fainted and lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Zhuo fan looked puzzled and looked at the emperor of heaven. He didn't know what he meant.

With a cold smile, the Heavenly Emperor youyou said, "as a descendant of Jiuyou orthodoxy, you have practiced his magic formula to the beginning of the saint, and you are still a little short of reaching the peak of the saint. As for the state of mind, it's not low that you can inherit so many Empire level masters. If you want to reach the imperial realm, there must be only energy left now! "

"What?"

Not surprised, Zhuo fan looked at those unconscious people again and immediately understood what he meant: "do you want me to absorb all their skills?"

"Of course, why else would I stop you from killing these mortals again? The disciples of the holy mountain are authentic. Their accomplishments are the most stable and their strength is the highest. It's best to practice with them. "

"What are you going to do to make me emperor?"

"You think I'm helping you!"

With a slight smile, the emperor of heaven showed his evil face: "of course, it's not just me. Other emperors probably hope so, otherwise they will spread so many emperor territory roads to you. Why do you improve your understanding of the roads?"

"But you don't have the same purpose as them!"

"Why do you care so much? It seems that you have forgotten your identity again. You are a chess piece and have no bargaining power. " With a sneer, the emperor glanced at Chu Qingcheng and the sword boy, and then looked at him: "if you don't want to be quick, you can't reach it. The emperor has already wanted to find a group of people to improve your cultivation. Why wait so long? Not yet? "

His eyelids shook slightly. Zhuo fan looked at the people at the bottom and the emperor of heaven. He took a breath, printed a dozen formulas in his hand, and the black gas bubbled all over his body. However, in the blink of an eye, it was like running into the sea and quickly drowned the people.

They also had no reaction. In their peaceful sleep, they suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace. And those black gases flowed back more violently. When they reached Zhuo fan's body, his momentum was constantly gurgling and improving.

Looking at him coldly, the emperor of heaven smiled repeatedly: "there are reservations. You are really afraid of being eaten back by the great magic formula and becoming like your disciples, aren't you. Don't worry, Tianmo Dahua's formula backfires. First, you don't have enough stamina. You have to absorb too much complex energy and can't suppress the explosive body. Second, the state of mind is not enough, disturbed by resentment, and fell into madness. But now you have no problem. Why don't you practice quickly? "

Your sister!

With a faint hum in his heart, Zhuo fan finally shook his body and fully opened his fire. The towering black gas swept the people under him like a storm, and turned them into ashes in an instant.

Seeing this, Chu Qingcheng was so frightened that he hid. The Heavenly Emperor nodded with satisfaction and said leisurely: "take advantage of this short time, our brothers, let's explore the orthodox topic of the heavenly way again, just like the debate before the world war in ancient times..."

Then, the emperor's eyes were stunned for the first time

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