Taoist fast crossing

Chapter 301 Final Battle

There is no living creature in Cang Ya, only two people confront each other.

Because this giant broke through the ground from the entire Cangya, the ground was cracked, the sea water poured back, and the magma and the river of blood merged, creating a completely doomsday scene.

Above the sky, there was also a mess.The stars fell like fire, and the sun and the moon were darkened.

The giant obviously couldn't understand Si Qingyan's words, with sharp teeth in his mouth, and with a long tongue, it fell to the ground like a meteorite, hitting Si Qingyan.

Even though the situation was so severe, Si Qingyan frowned uncomfortably with this attack method.

He didn't want to turn into a giant and fight each other.

With just a little evasion, you can span thousands of miles.

Si Qingyan adapted very quickly, from the very beginning when it was difficult to move, it took less than half a quarter of an hour to move forward and retreat freely now.

Cang Ya's world consciousness is helping Si Qingyan suppress the consciousness of other beings, and the remaining emotions still have a strong impact on Si Qingyan, the fear after death, the reluctance to relatives and friends, the unwillingness to be weak, the fear of the end. Killing intent...

It was the first time that Si Qingyan felt the pain in his heart, and he was overwhelmed by endless negative emotions, so sad and desperate that he almost shed tears.The more desperate you are, the more rational you are.

His eyes were dark in color, as deep as an abyss, and the blood was so thick that it condensed into such a stagnant black, as if it had absorbed all the misery in this world.

The divine light of the Huashenjian in his hand is bright and bright, and after being refined in the end of the day, it becomes even more radiant and dazzling.

When the tongue was thrown for the second time, the sword energy was so sharp that it was cut off from the air.

But it didn't work, and soon the giant grew a second tongue.

【The world has been blocked】

【The host please make a quick decision】

[Before erasing this world, the host please leave the world]

It couldn't attack Si Qingyan, and couldn't leave this world. The giant roared up to the sky, and its body shrunk to only three meters. It was surrounded by distorted black light, as if it could swallow everything. Light or lurking dust and gravel were approaching. The black glow was instantly annihilated.

That is the position of a mixture of various doomsdays, with destruction as the main focus. Chaos, killing, erosion, infection and other negative energies are intertwined and intertwined, with powerful destructive power.

"You're so strange, why are you the same as me, yet different?" The giant tilted his head and looked at Si Qingyan, somewhat puzzled.

Obviously they all have the same structure, they are all creatures made of doomsday, why is the other party so good-looking?

Even if the giant has no concept of beauty and ugliness, he deeply feels the difference in appearance.

The environment was the same, Si Qingyan stood there, and there was an invisible soft light that made him look very good. No matter how desperate he was, when he saw him, he felt that there was still hope, and it wasn't too bad.

The giant was a little jealous for a while.

His limbs may be made of death, exuding a decaying atmosphere. Although he resembles a human figure, he only has the most basic head, torso, and limbs. There are only two deep holes on his face, which serve as eye sockets, and the looming red light is Eye.The mouth was split to the size of half a head, the tongue stuck out, and the magma dripped.

It was so eye-catching that it was impossible to identify its gender.

The long sword in Si Qingyan's hand suddenly lit up, and this sword energy was extremely gorgeous and graceful.Maybe it's the moonlight falling like silver water when the world is silent, maybe it's the autumn water in the eyes of a beautiful woman in a beautiful dress when she dances to the ground and looks back, maybe it's the jade stones hidden deep in the ground and in the water, maybe it's the flowers in full bloom, spring thunder and winter snow... It is all good things in the world.

This sword is not [Lan Yin], but the sword intent realized by Si Qingyan himself, and it has not yet been named.

Only after everything passed away did he realize that he loves the world so much.

Love Lingshan Xiushui, but also love old friends.

This sword is extremely affectionate.

With the blessing of the will of all beings, this love is magnified to a trembling level.

The giant instinctively sensed the danger, and stretched out his hand to block it. With this grasp, he held the sword energy in his hand, and with a light pinch, the sword energy scattered in all directions without any attack power.

The giant was puzzled, his nascent consciousness was still ignorant, and he was stunned at this moment.It clearly touched the concept of "beauty" vaguely, and felt that everything in front of it was dazzling.It used to sleep soundly on the ground and listen to people coming and going, birds chirping, and animals galloping. Everything was so beautiful and peaceful that it was beyond reach.

Where its heart was, there was a sudden sharp pain.

The giant clutched his chest, unable to stand still due to the sharp pain, and knelt down on one knee.

It let out a strange roar, looking at the dead world, magma rolled out of its eye sockets.

It can't help but doubt the meaning of its own existence.

Si Qingyan took the opportunity to strike a second time.

This time the sword energy is like blood, only killing intent.

The sword is a sharp weapon for killing.No matter what the purpose of using it is, its function is to kill.

The Flower God Sword was originally forged by the ancient gods to fight against the apocalypse. Although there is no sword spirit, its power is not reduced at all.

The bloody sword intent easily pierced through the black awn of the giant's body, and the giant's head rolled to the ground, and flaming magma rushed out of its neck. It wanted to retrieve the head, but the sword intent at the break was so sharp that even the black awn around the giant couldn't do anything about it.

A new head grew out of its neck, and it laughed sharply.

The giant raised his axe and slashed towards Si Qingyan.

The space shattered and made a dull explosion.

Si Qingyan didn't dodge. When the ax came down, she turned into a red butterfly, and appeared behind the giant in the next second, recondensing into a human form.

The sword intent transformed into thousands, covering the sky and the sun.

Piercing into the giant's body like a breast swallow throwing itself into its bosom, the sound piercing through the air, the splashing magma, and the red butterflies all over the sky, outlined a gorgeous and vast picture scroll.

After the giant's body was shattered, it turned into black fine dust, which eroded towards Si Qingyan.

The bloody flame ignited, fighting against the black dust.

The power of the blood flame is more neutral and parasitic, and the black dust is a variety of doomsday polymers with strong destructive and erosive properties.

Not long after, the color of the blood flame became a bit darker.

As soon as Si Qingyan closed her eyes, she could hear countless cries.

The suppression time of the world consciousness is limited, if he loses his sanity at this moment, and the red butterfly is uncontrolled, the whole Cangya will be completely reduced to the nourishment for the growth of the doomsday.

"Junior Brother, why did you kill Master? Even though he went astray, he never betrayed you."

"Young ancestor, I was reborn once, why can't I change my fate? Did I make a wrong choice?"

"Qing Yan, what is the relationship between the dead dragon of Lian Yunhai and me?"

"I heard... the singing of the people..."

"Actually, I can live without sunlight, but I really like the feeling of being in the sun, it's very warm."

"Looking back thousands of miles, the old man will never die..."

"Of course I'm not afraid. I will follow my brother from now on. I will go wherever my brother goes, and I will do whatever my brother does."

"I hope you live up to your original intentions and don't fall into the devil's way."

"Master, I will wait for you to come back and teach me the most powerful swordsmanship in the world."

The pictures, true or false, shuttled back and forth in his memory, life and death, or farewell, interlaced with the tragic picture he saw not long ago.

Lezheng Liyou was exhausted and dying.

Heilong was seriously injured and his bones were broken.

Si Wujiu's sword was rolled, and his heart was pulled out by the monster.

Bai Xiaocao's own body was also corroded by the poisonous mist, making her inhuman.

Luo Sanniang and the Si family killed the enemy together, and her head was crushed.

Jingliuli Arhat's body was shattered, and his Taoism was wiped out overnight.

……

It seems that all this is showing that resistance is useless.

Si Qingyan threw the puppet she had collected into the blood flames. This type of doomsday seemed to have the effect of fueling the blood flames again, and the previous gloom disappeared without a trace.

Countless fine black particles floated between the sky and the earth, gathered and condensed into black dust, surrounding the blood flame again.

The other puppets were all burned up, until the last puppet was still standing in the blood flames. The puppet transformed by Yi Changsheng was flickering in the blood flames.

Facial features gradually appeared on his face, not Yi Changsheng's face, but Buddha's son Zhanli.

The inaudible sound of chanting sutras sounded, and Si Qingyan's heart calmed down again.

Zhan Li, the son of the Buddha, has cut off the past life, present life, and future life, and the cause and effect have disappeared, leaving only this puppet as a bearer.And it, too, disappeared in the flames.Since then, Shangqiongbi has fallen to Huangquan, and there is no Zhanli in the world.

The blood flame rolled back the moment the puppet disappeared, forcing the black dust back for a while.

Heichen regrouped into a giant shape, raised his axe, and struck down from the top of Si Qingyan's head.

Si Qingyan raised his sword to the cross-

The sound of gold and iron resounded.

In just a few minutes, dozens of slashes were broken in a row.

At the level of two people, normal attacks are useless at all.

Si Qingyan's expression was calm, but the bloody flames became ferocious instead, turning into phantoms of giant beasts, gathering the forms of various creatures in mythology, ferocious and graceful, and suddenly opened its huge mouth, and swallowed it towards the giant.

The giant looked arrogant and stood still.

Si Qingyan didn't take it seriously, it's not that she hasn't swallowed Doomsday before, she's just a little bigger.

Even though there was no sense of taste during the devouring process, Si Qingyan still felt that her teeth were gritty and unpalatable.

Instead, the giant took the initiative to merge with the blood flame.Like a drop of ink, it was rendered and dyed the blood flame into pitch black.

Si Qingyan's eyes were silent, and there was only a deep black in them, which was consistent with the black flame.

The Giants wanted to seize control of the fusion of the two, but it was actually useless.

Si Qingyan is more compatible with Doomsday.

Compared with giants, his thoughts are more mature, and his soul has long been integrated with the doomsday.

Si Qingyan is the most ideal type of Doomsday.

Just breaking his self-control is enough for Doom to win.

The blood flame that accompanied Si Qingyan for many years turned completely black, it was deep, dark, and thick that could swallow everything.It is also light and light without flames when burning.

Si Qingyan recalled many past events.

It was as if a voice whispered in his heart——

The world has wronged you countless times, why don't you want to take revenge?

You have been slandered, imprisoned, used, killed, criticized, criticized, and abandoned by all. You are a superfluous existence, you have no destination, and you will always dissipate like dust and be completely forgotten.Why not become the master that all beings fear and submit to?

"The road I have traveled is my own choice, no regrets, no resentment."

"The night is endless, and the insects and ants are squirming, so I use the sword in my hand to cut out a ray of light."

A ray of light rose from his fingertips. There was no wind around, and this ray of light was trembling.

As Doomsday, yet he gave birth to such a detached sword intent.

It is trapped in a thick cocoon and cannot break free.

Si Qingyan himself is a cocoon, he has turned into a doomsday aggregate, but he still retains his own consciousness.

"This sword is called Shimmer."

Si Qingyan once again built a giant magic circle, which can sacrifice the power of any attribute.

Others cannot use the power of Doomsday, and when he himself becomes Doomsday, he can control it freely.

He sat in the complex pattern, with vast black light, feeding back the twilight sword intent under the effect of the formation.

Little power until the end.

Shimmer is the ultimate in life.

Wherever the sword light went, the huge waves stopped, the magma solidified, and the broken earth was restored as much as possible. Even if it could not be completely restored to its previous appearance, countless plants took root and sprouted and grew rapidly.

Cang Ya was completely destroyed by the doomsday, and under the effect of the formation, with the help of Shimmer, he was restored and appeased by the power of the doomsday.

Energy loss is unavoidable in the process, but Doomsday itself is an outsider and contains complex rules, which are enough to make up for these losses. After being fully integrated, Cang Ya's background is more profound.

The newborn has arrived.

Countless ink butterflies flew out of Si Qingyan's body, and under the purification of the faint light, they returned to the original soul source and turned into countless light spots.The world was destroyed too badly, and Si Qingyan didn't have the energy to restore their bodies one by one.

Spots of light were scattered from Si Qingyan's hands, covering the entire Cangya.

Si Qingyan saw the magnificent Miaoyin bird fluttering its wings to the south; he also saw a black grass taking root in the wilderness and fluttering with the wind; deep in the sea, a small blue dragon broke out of its shell; another family was born to be compatible with the sword , among a pair of brothers and sisters, the elder brother is very talented in Thunder Sword Intent, and the younger sister is good at Water Sword Intent...

Even though the origin of their souls is still the same, and their every move resembles that of their old friends, Si Qingyan still finds it difficult to calm down.

This is already the best result he can achieve within the scope of his ability.

His body is about to completely dissipate.

[A new type of formation has been recorded, please name the host]

[This formation can transform the doomsday, or become the main force of the doomsday battle]

"In the name of Cang Ya."

[Name the formation as "Cang Ya"]

Si Qingyan took out the jade order from his sleeve.

This is the afterlife order and his last hope for survival.

As the doomsday, he sacrificed himself, wondering if he could survive under the effect of the afterlife order...

The jade ring shattered at the fingertips, and Si Qingyan's body turned into black smoke and disappeared in the bright white light of the formation.

Shimmer remains in this world.

It remembers those things that Si Qingyan doesn't want to forget, it remembers Yuhuangyuan, Qinglong Aoxiao, Bodhi little monk Yiye, Dao Palace...

It hovers and stays in many places in Cangya, and it thinks of the master who disappeared in the formation many times.

It always remembers and waits for the newborn to grow up, discover the stories of the past, and obtain the inheritance of the dead.

Cangya is the first world to survive the conquest of the doomsday.

Many people feel that they have forgotten something important, an important person.

And some creatures who have not become human have even forgotten themselves.

They fell asleep in the rich gifts of the world, and the day they woke up, they would definitely be astonished.

One day, the dream creatures returned to Cangya under the guidance of a red butterfly, and harvested many sweet dreams. When the chubby Ugnes remembered the gorgeous red butterfly, it was already smelling of wine in the clear wind and bright moon. Dissipated without a trace.

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