The black horizontal breath below was surging, and the tornado was gone, and the aura of Li Guihai was as deep as the sea.

His deep eyes stared at Gu Qing, but he said to the Ghost Sword Immortal: "Brother Ghost, are you afraid of him?"

The Ghost Sword Immortal pressed the sword and chanted: "At this time, I don't care about life and death, and I don't know what to fear."

He paused and said in a deep voice: "But there is Gu Qing in the world, and it has to make people sigh."

The Ghost Sword Immortal sighed and then smiled bitterly: "There are words for mortals, and the snails are shaking the trees. I am a snail today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a sword light, which came from the black water, and was an unprecedentedly brilliant sword.

The Ghost Sword Immortal was completely integrated with his own magic sword, and the spirit of this sword was no longer enough. He did not wait for Li Guihai or other ghost immortals to rush forward.

My whole life's cultivation is integrated into this sword.

He must draw his sword, and must abandon his obsession with life and death, otherwise he will not have the courage to draw his sword.

At this moment, the Ghost Sword Immortal is not a cultivator, but a swordsman.

When we met in a brutal manner, we only drew our sword.

The sword must draw the sword!

The heart of the Ghost Sword Immortal was flying like a geek. The body of the Ghost Sword Immortal disappeared in an instant. Only a dazzling sword light could be seen in the world. If there were any other one, it would be Gu Qing.

Gu Qing is in the sky!

This sword must be sacrificing one's life and dying, and it cannot be fired.

Heaven is the gold move, and the people in Jiange are also the gold move. The gold move into the gold move, and this is the destination.

This sword is called "Go Back".

The ghost sword immortal Hongfei's heart flashed with memories of the past. After walking through a thousand mountains and a thousand rivers, crossing the eternal and cold snow-capped mountains, passing by the zodiac siege where monsters appear, I don't know how much suffering and how much sin I suffered, and then I came to an ordinary sword pavilion.

Looking outside, Jiange was towering and majestic.

When the Ghost Sword Immortal entered the Sword Pavilion, she realized that the surrounding mountains were so small.

There are no peaks, no caves, no blessed land, only deep in the white clouds, behind them is a cemetery, no people are buried, only swords are buried. Only sword cultivators who have become souls can bury the sword.

Sword cultivators above the Yuanshen can only bury swords.

The destination of the sword cultivator is not to be a feather, not to die in the heavenly tribulation, but to die in battle.

It was crushed to pieces, but the broken sword was restored.

The swords in the sword tomb are all broken swords.

The master died and the Tao disappeared, and the magic sword would not be perfect.

When the Ghost Sword Immortal entered the Sword Pavilion, he saw an old man, who was the Sword Old Man. He has existed since the Sword Pavilion existed and has never left the Sword Pavilion. When he saw the Ghost Sword Immortal, he asked him, "Why are you here?"

The Ghost Sword Immortal said: "Learn Sword."

Old Man Jian whispered: "What else?"

The Ghost Sword Immortal said: "Seeking for immortality."

The old man Jian said calmly: "You can learn swords, but Jiange cannot teach people the method of immortality. The sword master killed and attacked. Once he entered this path, half of his foot had already stepped into the ghost gate, and the other foot had entered the ghost gate. That was only a matter of time."

Finally, the setting sun shone on the old man Jian. The setting sun brought twilight, and there was twilight on the old man. Finally, he sighed softly: "I will return after I die after entering Jian Pavilion."

Return after entering Jiange and returning after death!

All the brilliance of the sword light disappeared in an instant, and the sword lost its luster.

No, this sword made everything in the world lose its luster.

The heaven and earth fall into a dull darkness, just like death.

Li Guihai couldn't help but be moved. He tried his best to calm himself down so that he could find the best opportunity to take action, but at this time he couldn't help but be moved by the sword of the Ghost Sword Immortal.

When darkness strikes, the Ghost Sword Immortal's vitality is completely extinct.

This is not a sword that can be killed and reborn, but a sword that is the ultimate sword and the death sword.

No matter whether the success or failure of this sword is successful or not, the Ghost Sword Immortal will not know.

A sword flies!

Gu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his robes roaring, and the black water under his feet was like a sea of ​​bitterness. Gu Qing was now like the Emperor of Heaven standing proudly in the sea of ​​bitterness. He had no need to cover it up, and his surging aura pierced the sky. Even the real people of the soul outside Qingyang can feel Gu Qing's power at this moment.

The mysterious light of life and death practices the soul!

In an instant, Gu Qing created a powerful primordial spirit that was rare in the ages.

This is a natural result.

Others thought that he had achieved this after practicing Taoism for a long time, but they didn't know how many times he had experienced the desperate death disasters before he could have this life.

Only by condensing thousands of lifetimes of disasters can this result be achieved!

The Deadly Silent Sword Immortal Sword of Desolation and Resolution had not yet reached the corner of Gu Qing's clothes, but Gu Qing felt the pressure of this sword all over his body. When the sword was about to come, Gu Qing seemed to be trapped in a deep sea.

But how could he do what he can do at this moment when the deep sea is so deep?

The sword that the Ghost Sword Immortal burned out of everything did not change, and no trace of power was wasted. A simple sword interpreted the silence, extinction, and the end of life.

The Taoist rhyme revealed by this sword is enough to make any real person of the soul recall the pain of breaking the delusion, and even crying. Even if he is a sarcastic heart, he will be moved by it.

The Ghost Sword Immortal has a thousand years of life, and it is this sword.

Gu Qing raised his fist and burst out with extremely terrifying power in an instant.

The interweaving of life and death made this world that was trapped in darkness burst out with brilliant divine light. Two terrifying forces met without canceling each other, nor did they emit a shocking explosion. The fist cracked the Sword of Death inch by inch. In an instant, countless fragments of magic swords sank into the surging black water like a meteor shower, causing ripples.

At the same time, it caused ripples in everyone's hearts.

And the moment Gu Qing appeared, a phantom of a violent ape that was as tall as Gu Qing, who was like a god, roared behind him. The moment Gu Qing achieved his soul, he also touched the realm of martial arts and immortality. The bloodline of the ancient demon ape gradually became clear to Gu Qing.

While shattering the Sword of Death, Gu Qing's body began to shrink continuously, and the aura emitted from his body became increasingly surging.

The phantom of the fountain of life and death on the other side slowly disappeared.

The vision of the soul gradually disappeared.

Gu Qing is still Gu Qing.

He looked at the pieces of magic swords that were rising and falling in the black water with a soft sigh, and said calmly: "He has done his best."

A simple sentence touches the heartstrings of the masters of all schools.

This sentence treats all the masters of all the major schools as nothing.

How natural it is said.

Ku Zhi, a monk from Lanke Temple, bowed to Gu Qing and said, "Gu Tanyue, where does the bloodline of the ancient demon ape on your body come from?"

Gu Qing shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I have no connection with you, and there is no way to be said to me." Ah Qing may have, but Gu Qing definitely has not. Even if he is destined, it is a bad fate.

Kuzhi nodded, bowed to Gu Qing again, and said, "I offended you."

With a bow, he put his hands together and a giant Buddha phantom appeared, and the Buddha's eyes stared at Gu Qing.

"Passion to Tathagata!" This is the top supernatural power of Sumeru Temple!

You can borrow the power of the Tathagata Buddha to subdue demons and demons.

This is also the second time Gu Qing has met the power of Tathagata!

But this time Kuzhi was not alone.

The Taoist Shenmu in the Shenmu Palace next to Kuzhi suddenly produced 360 wood chips, flew around Gu Qing, and formed a large formation in a moment. The wood chips were like lotus flowers, and the shadow of the Buddha was above the lotus.

The power of wood and earth is connected, and the power increases in an instant.

Gu Qing had blue and yellow black lights all over his body, as if mountains were pressing against him.

He was completely unaware of it, just looking at the big Buddha. In the eyes of the big Buddha, there seemed to be a manifestation of supreme compassion, as if he wanted to cross Gu Qing out of the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

"The Buddha's Dharma is boundless and boundless sea of ​​suffering, but he can only pass through the Tathagata." Gu Qing thought so.

After realizing the soul of life and death, Gu Qing also sensed the difficulties of life. Not only did he think of false thoughts, but he also had an endless sea of ​​suffering. In it, evil deeds were like tides, even if the immortals and Buddhas were sacred, it was difficult to escape the robbery. It is better to seek oneself than to seek Buddha. Today I know this principle.

Gu Qing raised his fist and punched him out.

He does not seek Buddha, nor does he need Buddha to save himself.

Let's disperse.
Chapter completed!