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Chapter 1662: The Sword of Destruction of Space - Galaxy Scroll

It started raining in the sky.

It was not a downpour, nor a violent storm, and there were no dark clouds in the sky. Everything was peaceful, just like the soft and gentle spring rain in March.

Under the bright sunshine, the temperature is neither high nor low, and raindrops are falling. Farmers are walking in the rain, bringing the unique fragrance of spring.

At first, the raindrops had a hint of golden color, and occasionally showed a sharp edge, as if they were going to tear the sky and earth apart and kill all living things.

But as the raindrops fell to the ground, more raindrops fell, and the color of the raindrops changed.

The raindrops began to change from gold to green, with a thick vitality distortion, as if to make the living beings suddenly mutate in infinite directions, making the bodies of gods and demons no longer stable;

Green turned into water color again, and the endless destructive hydrogen fusion and destructive will filled the four directions...

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth constitute the foundation of all things in heaven and earth. The six realms of reincarnation go on again and again, and with each reincarnation the sharpness of the raindrops diminishes a little.

In the end, all the sharpness disappeared.

In this world, all the destruction and splendor disappeared, turning into an ordinary March water village painting, spreading out in all directions like a famous artist's painting, covering everything.

In this picture of spring rain in a water village in March, a puppet full of cracks slowly stands up from a deep pit.

Countless silk threads like ink lines surrounded him, twisting and changing, emitting a terrifying aura that made people dare not look at them at all, because the soul of a mortal would collapse instantly when facing the gods.

“Paintings of Space.”

"This reminds me of an incident that happened many years ago during the catastrophe. An immortal technique called Suppressing the Sky descended upon the world. The nine major immortal sects fought endlessly for it, but in the end, the inheritance disappeared..."

The celestial being stared at the young man in the sky and said coldly.

"Pure Yang Sword,"

"If you want to escape, I won't stop you."

"Why do you keep pestering me?"

"You know that if you delay for even a moment, other gods may appear and you will surely die."

His cracked body gradually expanded and expanded.

The perfect human skin was torn apart, revealing a puppet with black and red tears and blood flowing. Dark clouds appeared in the sky, and silk threads hung down, deeply penetrating into the puppet's limbs, heart, head, meridians, and every other part of its body.

This star-sized puppet of blood and tears stood swaying between heaven and earth. The ink painting of the Jiangnan water town showed a faint sign of instability, with tiny cracks appearing.

Woo~

Woohoo~

The sound of sobbing came from the darkness.

The blood and tears puppet really shed tears, and the tears became drops, and then became strands, dripping to the ground. Endless hatred, endless attachment, and endless resentment filled the world.

The falling drops of blood and tears fell to the ground, like jade beads, scattering in all directions with a rustling sound.

They were thumb-sized blood beetles for children.

There is a cute child's head, white and tender, innocent, but from the head down is the body of a beetle with black and red mixed together, covered with hideous patterns.

“Daddy…”

“Daddy…Daddy…”

These beetles chirped innocently.

Dense swarms of blood beetles dripped from the puppet's eye sockets, landed at the feet, and then crawled in all directions, gnawing at space, gnawing at rules, gnawing at cause and effect, and gnawing at everything in the world.

Among these beetles, a figure appeared hazily.

An ugly beggar with scars and pus all over his face, and his lovely daughter, who was jumping around, walked together on the streets, relying on each other for survival.

Snap!

Click, click!

In March, cracks began to appear on the ink painting of the water town as it was being gnawed by dense swarms of bloody beetles.

"Xian Shu Zhen Kong has this past?"

"I don't know about this, sir."

Jiang Ding looked at the blood beetle swarm with a slight sigh and said, "You are not running away. You have the demeanor of a true strong man and the grace of a celestial being. This is very good."

"You ask me why I don't run away now?"

"I came to the upper realm just to find a suitable enemy!"

"You are the one I am looking for. You have spontaneously come to me and begged me to grant you death."

"What more can I ask for? What more can I pursue?"

"so,"

“Die!”

boom!

The sword is unsheathed!

Endless light, endless brilliance shines between heaven and earth, with incomparable brilliance, just like the ancient sun descending to the earth, the brilliance of this moment surpasses everything.

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After a moment of brilliance, the world fell into extreme darkness.

This extreme darkness lasted for a long time, thousands of years, and yet it seemed like just a moment.

In the dark galaxy, the first ray of light appeared. In this light, a scroll slowly opened, revealing an ink painting reflecting the galaxy.

This galaxy painting depicts such a scene.

In the water town of Jiangnan in March, the spring rain is as soft as butter, all things grow, presenting a beautiful picture full of vitality.

In the center of such a picture, a puppet stands in the center, surrounded by many rustling blood beetles, covering the sky and the earth, with billions of them gnawing at cause and effect, gnawing at rules, and the space is completely swallowed up by them, with nothing blocking them.

Such a scene is too abrupt when put together with the fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River in March.

What's even more terrifying is that the puppet and the blood beetle are still wriggling, wriggling continuously, trying to break free of something. They gradually changed from a standing state to a bow stance. The puppet was waving a blood-red flag, pulling at countless threads of cause and effect and fate.

Countless blood beetles gathered together under the blood-colored flag, forming a spear of cause and effect curse that emitted a fierce and poisonous aura that soared into the sky. Blood-red threads spread out in all directions, running through the galaxy.

The wriggling of the puppet and the blood beetle froze in place.

The middle part of the Galaxy Scroll was thus finalized.

A puppet under the dark clouds, controlled by countless transparent silk threads, holding a blood-red spear, with eyes wide open, is charging towards the sky in this quiet and peaceful Jiangnan water town.

Such a painting is recorded in the universe and stars.

"The prototype of immortal arts: the sword that destroys space!"

"cut!"

A low shout was heard from the vast starry sky.

Boom!

Somewhere in the dark, the gears of the universe are turning.

A ray of solar sword light that blocked out the sun descended upon the heaven and earth at this moment, bringing with it the sword desire of a Great Sun Swordsman to the world.

This sun-like sword fell on the galaxy scroll and blasted into the picture.

The world was quiet for a moment.

boom!

Snap!

The sun burst into brilliant light, and the galaxy scroll was shattered into pieces in the brilliance of the sun's explosion, turning into powder. Countless debris splashed in all directions, and countless people and objects in the painting were annihilated in the high temperature.