The two threads were like the axe that split open the universe, creating a vast and majestic scene that all living beings had never seen before.
The terror of the Silk Links …
It was well displayed in the scene of the collapse of heaven and earth.
The reason why it was so terrifying …
In the eyes of others, it was so powerful that it could make Demonic Sound vomit blood and seriously injure her.
In the eyes of experts, apart from the absolute power displayed in the battle, there was something even more terrifying about it.
In a tragic battle three thousand years ago …
Gu Jianfeng was seriously injured. The Paramita Virtual Bridge in his body, which represented the Heaven's Equal Realm, was broken into eighty-one pieces.
If it was any other Heaven's Equal Realm expert in this situation, even if they did not despairingly transform themselves into Dao, they would still walk step by step towards despair.
But Gu Jianfeng did not.
Not only did he not despair, but in the past three thousand years, he tried his best to reverse this desperate situation.
And in the end, he succeeded.
How did he succeed?
Through a technique, he healed the broken Paramita Virtual Bridge, which was the most fundamental part of cultivation and could not be reversed. Only a Great Emperor could fix it.
Demonic Sound was not a fool.
The Green Lotus Road, which represented Gu Jianfeng's Paramita Virtual Bridge, became a Green Lotus Road, but it was enough to dispel 99% of her doubts about how Gu Jianfeng would resist.
Even if there was only one point of doubt left …
This point would not come from Gu Jianfeng, but from Daozu, who had brought her so much trouble even though she had never met him.
Because of this, she stopped and asked Gu Jianfeng where Daozu was.
Daozu, who had not appeared yet, was Demonic Sound's only concern.
But she never expected …
This last point of doubt was still snatched away by Gu Jianfeng in an incomparably strong manner.
How strong?
Directly on the Paramita Virtual Bridge, which represented Gu Jianfeng's cultivation and battle power, that she thought was the least likely to repeat.
No Great Emperor made a move.
No Emperor herb with him.
Gu Jianfeng relied on his extraordinary aptitude, unimaginable talent in Sword Principle, and the Green Lotus Sword Manual to forcibly use a technique to achieve what only a Great Emperor could do.
It was not until she screamed hysterically and released the true body of the Divine Mirror that she had to admit one thing …
Gu Jianfeng's ability did not stop there. On the contrary, it grew explosively in his predicament.
This kind of growth had brought her a situation that was absolutely beyond his expectations. Both sides had suffered losses.
Even if he was looking forward to such a situation …
When it really happened, Xie Tian and little tyrant were dumbfounded as well.
Xie Tian was shocked by Gu Jianfeng's counterattack.
The experienced and knowledgeable little tyrant, on the other hand, was shocked by the true meaning behind Gu Jianfeng's self-comprehended Green Lotus Eighth Sword.
The world was quiet and unhurried.
Tranquility was expressed through silence.
Long You was the sound of crying.
The sobbing sounds came from the twenty-nine people beside Feng Po.
They could not understand this battle.
Moreover, with his own intelligence and wisdom, he had long since determined that this battle would end in the hands of the Demon King and the Human King.
At this moment, the situation where both sides were injured was like a slap in the face.
But what made them cry wasn't a slap to the face, but a glimmer of hope.
From their point of view
At the very least, if he were to escape while the souls of the surrounding devil generals were out of his body, he might still have a 20% chance of survival.
Gu Jianfeng wanted to cry as well.
Especially when he was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky.
His thoughts were in turmoil.
One moment, it was that unexpected battle three thousand years ago …
The next moment, it was his struggle and struggle in the past three thousand years …
The next moment, it was the painful decision to make a sacrifice for the greater good …
The next moment, it was this scene.
All the pain, all the misery, all the effort, all the sacrifice …
In this current scene, he had obtained the most perfect reward.
This sense of achievement, brought about by his own struggle while on the verge of death, surpassed the time he toyed with Lu Feiyang, and even surpassed the time he toyed with the Sword Emperor. It even surpassed the sum of the two.
Even if his enemy this time was a female devil whose reputation was not as great as Lu Feiyang's, and whose status was even lower than the Sword Emperor's.
"Three thousand years …"
"Die or not! Live or not! Heh! "
"But I can't accept this!"
"Why!"
"I shall move unhindered, and the Nine Heavens shall be mine to roam!"
"Hide in a corner and wait for death? F * ck you! Hahahaha … "
"My Green Lotus Immortal Artifact … I have avenged my brothers! Your sacrifice is worth it! "
"Demon voice, if it weren't for the two female devils' sneak attack, how could I be so miserable!"
"Once I get serious, killing you is as easy as flipping my hand!"
"Lu Feiyang … I said that the person who can turn the tables can only be me, Gu Jianfeng!"
"Hehe, I think at this moment, you must have a dumbfounded expression … You are still too young …"
…
Lying on the ground and looking at the sky, Gu Jianfeng's thoughts were very light, but they were also chaotic because of this.
He thought too much, even more than he had thought in the past three thousand years.
But at some point …
He felt that no matter how much he thought, it was better to stand up.
So he stood up shakily and extremely slowly.
There were at least a hundred places on his body that were bleeding, and the injuries were not much lighter than the injuries from three thousand years ago …
But neither humans nor demons saw the slightest humility or misery from this incomparably miserable body. There was only majesty, majesty, and brilliance that could not be looked at directly.
This stand …
All the demon generals sucked in a breath of cold air.
Zhou Tan and the others were so happy that their eyes were brimming with tears.
What was an expert?
It was the kind that even if they were just a breath away from death, as long as they did not die, they would be able to intimidate and control the entire situation!
And the existence of such an expert was equivalent to raising their chances of survival to eighty percent! Ninety percent! Or even a hundred percent!
Sweeping his gaze over Demonic Yin, who was still lying on the ground motionlessly …
The little tyrant sighed.
From this sigh, Xie Tian could hear a sense of relief …
However, what entered his ears right after, was …
"Damned old bastard. Truly, good people don't live long, while scourges live for a thousand years!"
Xie Tian was currently laughing inwardly …
"Say, should this young master charge out and finish him off?"
"Ah?"
"What ah? This young master can endure anything, but I can't bear to see that old bastard being so smug!"
"It, it's better not … If others find out …"
"Is this young master someone who cares about what others think?"
"That's true …"
"So you're saying you agree? The hell, Xie Tian, oh Xie Tian, you sure are despicable. However, this young master likes it, hahaha … "
"However …"
"However what?"
"However, before you finish him off, it's best if you take care of something else."
"What is it?"
"That is, kill that Demonic Yin first."
…
Demonic Yin sounded very strange.
This place, including the demon generals of the first Sweeping Continent Squad …
No one had noticed.
Except for Xie Tian.
And precisely because of this …
When little tyrant saw Demonic Yin, who seemed to be even more heavily injured than Gu Jianfeng, stand up due to Xie Tian's words, his prideful eyes revealed an unprecedented graveness!
"Sweeping Continent!"
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