With a vertical eye swept across, the blood demon understood the whole story.

He trembled his hands and touched the incurable wound on his chest, and smiled miserably, feeling helpless.

I don’t know how many years ago it happened. It may be a long time apart, and it may be longer and difficult to judge.

But he still can't forget that sword because it was his last memory and the most unforgettable dark history.

An ancient and unchanging broken sword came from the ages. As it approached, it only slashed lightly, almost shaking it open and letting his blood fall into the ancient star, and never drying up for thousands of years.

If it weren't for the power of the Demon Lord who evolved into peerless magical powers, he might have to be depressed and turned into something in the underworld.

At that moment, the Demon Ancestor roared, and his angry demon flames shook all worlds and burned the heavens. He showed his true body as the Demon Lord, fought with him, ready to stop him from leaving.

At that moment, the powerful people from all over the heavens showed their true bodies, but no one dared to interfere in the matter in front of them. The origin of the sword was too great, and no one was willing to provoke it on his own initiative.

A quarter of an hour later.

The Demon Ancestor was defeated and watched the broken sword turn away with blood.

Earlier, when the Blood Demon was dealing with the thunder, he was suspicious and realized that the roots and feet here were a little unusual. He thought a lot, but he had never understood them thoroughly. Later, he did it.

He fantasized and looked at everything that was born in front of him with a glimmer of luck.

However, now he didn't think so. After a little thought in his mind, all of this was completely in line.

The Blood Demon fell into the void, looked up at the sky, and his eyes showed a hint of remembrance. He shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Even if I come in person, I'm afraid I will be shocked and retreated." The Blood Demon was deeply moved and extremely melancholy.

In the four directions, everything was silent and there was no sound at all. Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Then, someone looked around and followed the blood demon's eyes and saw the broken sword.

"Oh my God, when did a long sword appear in the sky?" Someone was uneasy and shouted, as if a new Big 6 had appeared. He was extremely surprised and pulled his companions to look at the sky together.

"No, it's a sword, and it's just a phantom. Look carefully." The man was very careful and saw something strange. He spoke to correct it, very cautiously, and was still holding a mess of magic seals in his hand, like a fortune teller.

Someone agreed and felt that he was very professional. He pointed at him and said, "Yes, it is indeed a broken sword. Look, it is shaking."

A stone caused a thousand sensation, and there was a commotion at the scene.

Everyone looked up at the shadow of the broken sword in the sky, and glanced at it, like small lanterns were lit and shining.

At the sky, the broken sword trembled, and pieces of silver bloom fell, and the stars were dotted, very soft, like small fireflies, flying happily.

Then, the broken sword began to circle, and a rubbing sound was made. Silver lights split the void and turned into thousands of lights and shadows.

Suddenly, a dazzling silver light burst out and pushed forward, like a huge rock falling into the deep sea, waving a circle of silver ripples, extremely dazzling. Suddenly, everything lost its color and the world appeared the same color.

Too dazzling, you can't look directly at it.

In all directions, the people watching the battle all held their foreheads with their hands to cover their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of strange music sounds came into my ears, like the echoing music of immortals, or like the ascension music, which made me intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.

The audience's eyes were blurred.

The confused look reappeared, and everyone stood there and fell into a illusion. It was estimated that it would be difficult to wake up for a while.

At a high altitude, the broken sword trembled, turned around, the sword tip was facing down, looking down at the four places, as if it was spiritual, extremely extraordinary.

The sword tip pressed down, and after a light click, an invisible pressure rippled out and enveloped the land in all directions.

I saw that in the four directions, the figures and legs began to tremble, shaking violently, like eggplants hit by frost, feeling a little bit uneasy. Then, the bodies of these people tilted and fell to the ground, splashing rolling smoke and dust, lying together in a row, looking extremely indecent.

At the same time, in the air, the figure of the powerful man in Feixian Realm turned into lightning and cut through the void. It was so fast that he could see half a figure after flashing and bursting.

Oh, no, there are two figures that have not moved, they are the Blood Demon and the Void Demon.

"After a long time, my deity believed in bewitching and broke through the ground, but never thought that it was the place where you and the immortal sects were waiting for." The blood demon remembered the past and recalled the ancient scene again, and felt bitter in his heart.

He is not bad by nature, but he just likes to be wise and always likes to show off.

"well!"

The blood demon sighed lightly, and his body trembled slightly, and he was scolding the sadness of the past and extremely sad.

A thought of reincarnation plays with sentient beings, and two lives are ups and downs.

All living beings in a world are souls, and they act in the cycle of reincarnation and rush themselves.

"The blood debt is too much. I will pay back one or two of them today. Let me pay back the remaining amount." After the words, the blood demon rose up and stood between heaven and earth again. His figure was tall, like a pillar supporting the sky.

The broken sword roared and buzzed, as if he understood his words, responding violently.

"I am rebellious for life. Even if I die, I will never surrender under this heavenly way." The blood demon stood in the void with his hands in his chest, feeling like he was standing tall and upright.

The strong wind swept away everything visible in the world. What blows are strands of blood-colored filaments, but what cannot be blown away is that majestic figure.

The floating clouds surround the shoulders, taking away a trace of melancholy and sadness, but what cannot be taken away is the memories and unwillingness that fall into the depths of my mind.

The same thing is said, if you can live, who is willing to die?

If you waste your life and have a place where you can bury your bones, it is difficult to eliminate the desire to survive.

When you fall into the underworld, even if only a trace of light appears, you will not want to give up the approaching other side.

......

Soon after, the broken sword fell and a peerless silver light burst out, splendid and astonishing, like a silver furnace falling from the mortal world, it was almost like refining the world.

After the silver light, the phantom of the Blood Demon and the demon had disappeared, and the phantom of the Broken Sword completely disappeared, with no trace of it, as if it had never appeared.

In the sky, white clouds fell by, revealing the blue sky.

The sun spreads across the sky, and golden and red lights are shining, and the radiance of the sun shines on every inch of the world, and a sense of warmth and comfort comes again.

Half an hour passed.

The people who had fallen to the ground narrowed their eyes and woke up slowly, holding their foreheads with their hands and pinching their temples there.

Some people were puzzled and confused, and wanted to ask the people around them what they had just given birth to.

However, just as he was about to speak and was about to ask, he noticed that everyone around him looked very confused, even worse than him, so he stopped.

Not long after, someone spoke, and seemed to remember something.

"It's that sword." Someone spoke, first to break the silence, pointed the signs straight at the broken sword, and was still searching for it.

Another person stood up and said seriously: "Yes, it's definitely the broken sword. I just looked at it and felt like I was as if I was flying up the clouds. It was so evil."

"I bet that sword is definitely weird. Do you believe it?"

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun." A man from the door stood up and began to criticize the buddy, saying, "I'll go to your uncle, who is the one who has time to bet with you, a fool." Then, he said, "That broken sword has long been gone. Do you have the ability to find it? You also bet, I'll bastard!"

There was a sudden chaos. The two of them took out all their weapons and were about to scramble, with their faces ashen.

Someone came out to smooth things over and said, "No need to bet, I have figured it out, it's that sword." The person who spoke was an old Taoist. He rolled his eyes, like a dead fish, walked out with a strange little sail in his left hand, and his right hand was like a chicken claw, pinching it there, and it was quite fast, just like a hand twitching its tendons.

"Get out of here, stinky Taoist priest, don't block me from watching the scenery, be careful to destroy you." Several people were persecuted by Guan Wulu, hated such a person who pretended to be a ghost. They roared in their mouths and wanted to suppress the Taoist, pinching their finger bones, their eyes turned red, their necks twisted, and their voices came out.

"So, these are all dreams, ancestor, I thought you were back." Someone came to his senses, his words choked, his nose and tears were snot, and he looked very miserable.

Half of the Billions stood up, his head was gray and there was a trace of tears at the corners of his eyes, and said, "Brother, you have had such a dream, a fellow disciple!" After the words, he began to beat his chest and stamp his feet, wiped his tears, and squatted aside with the brother he called out to compete with each other, crying and making a fuss.

Several powerful men from the Great Sage Period passed on their voices to each other, nodded their heads, and then turned into long rainbows and rushed around, but in a moment, they disappeared.

Someone took off and woke everyone up immediately.

At this moment, everyone realized that the war had already ended and it was time to return.

It can be seen that these people are worried and ready to leave with deep questions and confusion.

People who know each other respect each other and speak solemnly.
Chapter completed!