There's something wrong with my master.

However, the man holding the sword just moved forward, with no intention of looking back.

It seemed that the life and death of all living beings in the world could not cause the slightest ripple in his heart.

The blood on the sword became more and more, and fresher and fresher.

The number of corpses piling up behind him was increasing.

"One sword."

"The world."

Hoarse voices fell, some from Yun Changsheng and some from Qingchen Jian.

If everyone in the world is my enemy, then I will kill them all.

No matter who you are, as long as you stand in his way, you should be killed.

Tyranny rises in my heart.

The blood began to boil and burn.

Yun Changsheng seemed to be smiling, with the corners of his mouth wide open.

The loose moon-white robe fluttered in the wind, revealing scars and occasional white bones underneath.

"kill!"

"Go and kill them!"

"I want blood!"

"I want to kill someone!"

"Damn you, Supreme Forgetfulness!"

The sword roared in the early morning, and a ray of red light occupied Yun Changsheng's eyes.

After a moment, the red light was replaced by white light.

"Do you know why you always lose?"

"It's not good to be too rational."

"Light it up for me!"

The sound of the blood boiling became more intense.

From body to soul, everything seemed to be burning under the instigation of the sword of the morning, except for reason which remained clear.

Upon hearing this, Yun Changsheng relied on the Seven Emotions Flower to temporarily suppress the influence of Tai Shang Wang Qing.

Finally, his eyes were also filled with blood red, and his reason, flesh and blood, and soul began to burn.

The corners of his mouth widened even more than before, and his smile became more and more crazy and morbid.

"cut!"

The scarlet sword light rose from the ground, disorderly and chaotic, without any order or rules.

It seems that the purpose of this sword light is just to kill people.

The innocent souls who died in the hands of the Morning Sword in those years seem to still be trapped in this sword.

They bared their fangs and claws, stretched out their hands in the scarlet sword light, wanting to drag more people into hell and make them experience their pain.

The Buddha's light was clearly very hot, but the area within a radius of dozens of miles suddenly became a little cold.

"cut!"

The hoarse voice fell.

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, which had already been somewhat pushed back by Wu Ji's sword intent, made a crackling sound, as if a crack had appeared.

Rumble!

The void shook.

All the scenery on the Four Seasons Mountain was tinged with a dark red shadow.

The man carrying the towering mountain soars into the sky, his broad wings flapping behind him.

He held the sword in one hand, and the towering mountains and the clouds in the sky merged together to protect his body.

"Crush it for me!"

"Break it for me!"

The grinning man shouted.

The surrounding space trembled wildly with his roar, and tiny cracks appeared in the void.

"Amitabha, the donor has too strong a desire to kill. You should go to my Pure Land Temple to practice."

When Monk Jingtu saw the red sword light, his face still maintained a kind expression.

But the Buddha's light is no longer as gentle as before.

The devil and the Buddha are in opposition.

Any demon should be killed.

The heavy sword intent that Yun Changsheng had cut out from his body was still entangled with him, but he no longer cared about it at this moment.

Instead, he turned around and risked being injured by the sword's intent in order to keep Yun Changsheng.

boom!

The heavy sword intent that originally belonged to Wu Ji hit Jingtu's body directly, just like two huge rocks as big as hills hitting each other.

The sound is muffled.

After the collision, an invisible ripple spread in all directions with Monk Jingtu as the center.

On his body, which looked like glass, there was a sword mark starting from his left shoulder and slanting all the way to his right waist, as if trying to cut him in half.

The monk's robe also tore apart along with the body.

"Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

The voice of Pure Land was unquestionable.

The Buddha's light in the sky became more dazzling than before, dispelling the cold and gloomy atmosphere around.

His voice penetrated the void and lingered beside Yun Changsheng.

Buddha can restrain the devil.

The gap in realm made Yun Changsheng even more uncomfortable.

The flesh and blood on his body exploded in the Buddha's light, and the blood foam floated away and was absorbed by the Morning Sword in his hand.

“Don’t waste it.”

Chen Chenjian said in a hoarse voice, and the bright red on the sword became even more intense, as if it was covered with a layer of plasma.

"Besides, my master never considered himself a demon."

"In the words of your Buddhist sect, those who died went to the Pure Land with my master."

The sword flashed slightly in the early morning, and the sound was like a mockery.

"The fairyland should be considered a pure land."

As his words fell.

The extremely cold scarlet sword light suddenly became extremely hard and masculine, blending together with the Buddha's light all over the sky.

The originally decadent sword energy was ignited again and then moved forward.

"shut up."

Yun Changsheng said in a low voice, he glanced in the direction of Lin Xi, and put a mask on his face which was left with only bones.

The body is already empty, but nothing has been cut open yet.

More needs to be burned.

Then his skeleton also began to burn, and a layer of dark red plasma attached to his skeleton, corroding his skeleton bit by bit.

"Uh……"

The intense pain made his teeth chatter.

After a moment, the pain spread throughout my body and soul.

It was as if countless knives were cutting his body, dividing it into countless pieces.

"Evil heretics."

Monk Jingtu closed his eyes and spoke a few words slowly.

"I haven't killed for many years."

“But Buddha also has the angry eyes of a diamond.”

"May the donor ascend to paradise soon."

A Buddha statue that blocked out the sun rose up from behind him, covering the entire sky.

Everywhere you look is bright gold.

"I've already said it before, my master never considered himself a demon."

Morning Sword sneered.

Under the Buddha's light, the scarlet sword light swam freely in the golden ocean.

It absorbs the Buddha's light around it, making itself more solid.

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The coldness turned into masculinity, and the scarlet sword became even more powerful under the Buddha's light.

This was something that Master Jingtu had not expected.

He didn't expect that the Buddha he practiced would turn into a wedding dress for the devil.

"What kind of demon is this?"

A golden light flashed in the eyes of Monk Jingtu. He looked at Yun Changsheng, and then looked at the sword in Yun Changsheng's hand.

I seem to have some impression of this sword in my memory.

But after all, I was not born in that era, so I didn't recognize the sword at first sight.

As the scarlet sword light grew stronger, the sound of shattering became louder.

The first things to break into pieces were the two paper Taoists.

These two paper Taoist priests had been casting spells to reinforce the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom in their palms. Now that it had been chopped into pieces, the sound of the surrounding space shaking became more and more obvious.

"Brother, there is an 80% chance that we can stop him now."

"I know."

The two elders of King Yan looked at each other and threw out two more paper Taoist priests.

However, as soon as Paper Taoist appeared, he was chopped into pieces by the scarlet sword.

“I tried my best.”

"Yeah, I tried my best."

The two monks who had been slacking off since the beginning and had been here until now nodded together.

We tried our best, but it's not their fault if we couldn't stop it.

They guided the Yunxue Sword to strike farther and farther, and finally retreated into a corner.

There is only an 80% chance of stopping it.

This is too dangerous.