Chapter 1253 Killing in One's Life! (Third Change)

Chen Qingzi had cultivated in his whole life, before merging with the underworld, there was only one!

This way is not the way of the dead.

In fact, after betraying Mingzong, he had already abandoned his own way of the underworld, and he did not rebuild it for many years, so from the beginning to the end, his way... that runs through the past and the present, is only... the way of swordsmanship!

Everything is on the wooden sword in his hand, he pursues this sword all his life, and only walks one way in his life.

So even if he merged with Ming Dao later, it was more of a borrowing. Sword art is everything to him, and this wooden sword that has been with him for a long time is of very ordinary material.

To be precise, it was a wooden tablet, a memorial tablet.

In his life, he has only seen the soul, the doomed wife who painted her face in the afterlife with his own hands. This is her tablet. No matter whether the appearance of this soul is a conspiracy or an accident, these are not important. ... After this ray of the future was reincarnated, it was destined to be the soul of his wife, and it disappeared.

He betrayed Mingzong, although not all of them were for this reason, but after all, this soul was regarded as an introduction, and it was deeply buried in his heart. It has not dissipated for many years, so after he betrayed Mingzong, he went to Weiyang Clan, standing in front of the memorial tablet of that ray of soul, after a long silence, took the tablet away.

Since then, he has an extra wooden sword by his side.

This sword has accompanied him to this day, and in his gaze, he can't tell what way he is, maybe it is really a way of the sword, because he has realized the triple realm on this wooden sword.

The first level is the body of the wooden sword, which can fight thousands of times and is invincible.

The second level is to transform the soul. While the power explodes several times, it can ignore all ways and kill everything.

As for the third level, or the third form, Chen Qingzi only surfaced in his mind, and never showed it in the world.

He called this third form...memories.

Although the name is a memory, it has nothing to do with time, or even the slightest connection at all, because this third form... Although it has never been shown, it has made his murderous thoughts arise every time it has surfaced in his heart. To an indescribable extent.

So, it should be killing.

Chen Qingzi murmured, staring at the wooden sword in front of him, seeing that the sword was shocked at the moment, with layers of wooden skins emerging on it, until finally, a killing intent that made the starry sky tremble and Wei Yangzi's expression changed suddenly, From this sword, a monstrous eruption broke out.

This killing can alarm all directions.

This kill can shake the stars.

This kill can blur the universe!

"In my life, my memories... are all about killing." Chen Qingzi murmured, instead of looking at Wei Yangzi, he stared at the wooden sword, raised his hand to hold it lightly, took a step forward, swung the sword at will, Formed a sword light that made the starry sky seem pitch black for an instant, only the light of this sword shone.

Facing Wei Yangzi whose expression had changed, and who cried out in surprise, he fell suddenly.

"What kind of way is this? The way of the sword? No! The way of killing? Not at all!" Wei Yangzi's mind roared, this was the first time since he fought with Chen Qingzi, he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

Even though his second head was full of demonic energy, even though his cultivation base and combat power were much stronger than before, but at this moment, he actually retreated immediately.

"Before joining Mingzong, my parents died in the war. I joined the sect to learn the art of killing..." Ignoring Wei Yangzi's retreat and dodge, Chen Qingzi still murmured, his voice was deep and deep, as if resonating with the Dao, echoing in all directions In the meantime, even the black fish of Mingzong Tiandao and the golden beetle of Weiyang Tiandao trembled, showing panic.

An inexplicable danger made them tremble inwardly.

"After learning art, I will kill!"

"Killed a battalion, killed an army, killed a whole country, and buried with my parents." Chen Qingzi's voice was obviously deep and slow, but every word he could say seemed to form a monstrous coercion. Shi Tiandao retreated, and Wei Yangzi continued to dodge, but he still couldn't dodge completely after all. When Chen Qingzi's words came out and he took the third step, a sword aura fell directly on him.

During the roar, under the intense life-and-death crisis, Wei Yangzi raised his right hand, and his arm was instantly atomized, exuding the meaning of changing clouds and mist, but before the Tao contained in his arm was fully revealed, the sword energy had come, and after a moment, Wei Yangzi's right hand immediately collapsed and exploded.

The bursts of severe pain caused Weiyangzi's complexion to change rapidly. Although a new arm grew out amidst the bursts of storms, the danger of life and death still made Weiyangzi back again.

"Afterwards, I met my benefactor, was enlightened by my benefactor, put down the butcher's knife, and worshiped the Mingzong..."

"In Mingzong, I ferry the souls of the dead. It seems pure and good, and I walk for the reincarnation of heaven, but in fact... this is still killing, but this time, it is the souls that are killing!" Chen Qingzi smiled, but this smile Without the slightest emotional fluctuation, the wooden sword in his hand, even following his words, had already chilled the starry sky with his killing intent. With a sweep of the sword, Wei Yangzi made a shrill sound, and his newly grown arm of wind collapsed again !

"What the hell is this!!" Wei Yangzi's scalp was numb, he could already see that Chen Qingzi's state was very strange at the moment, he seemed to be here, but in fact he didn't seem to be there, and the supernatural power he developed couldn't affect him, However, every sword of the opponent brought an indescribable crisis to himself.

"I'm tired. The disappearance of my wife in the afterlife made me want to turn my life upside down, so I betrayed the Underworld Sect. In that battle, I was still killing, killing the former fellow disciples of the Underworld Sect, and killing the invading cultivators of the Weiyang Clan... "

"I thought that after this battle was over, I wouldn't kill again, but I didn't expect... In the universe of the Weiyang Clan, I actually have memories, memories of Mingzong, memories of my junior brother, memories of my master..."

"Memories are like poison, like poisonous insects, devouring everything in me. The solution... is to kill!" Chen Qingzi looked calm, but the words he said made everyone who heard them tremble inwardly, one after another His sword energy exploded endlessly.

At a critical juncture, Wei Yangzi made a tactic with both hands. Now his hands are the last two of his six arms. One hand is thunder, and the other hand grows like a black hole, which contains the meaning of devouring.

At this moment, at the moment of the tactic, thunder erupted, devouring the sky, and even more demonic energy turned into a demonic shadow, like a demon god descending, appearing behind him, seemingly wanting to suppress everything.

During the roar, with the arrival of the sword energy, the phantom trembled, and each sword energy tore it apart a lot, and Nei Weiyangzi himself also kept retreating, with madness appearing in his eyes.

"I will kill the Ten Thousand Clans, I will kill Wei Young, I will kill the God General, and I will kill the God Emperor!"

"Killed for a hundred years, killed for a thousand years, killed for tens of thousands of years!"

"But why, my heart is still being invaded by poison, why, I'm still remembering... For the sake of Rong Mingzong's heavenly way, I killed all spirits, to reach the peak, I killed the master, and now... I'm killing life again Realm, kill all obstacles, kill...Weiyang Emperor!" Chen Qingzi raised his head suddenly, and at this moment, the wooden sword in his hand had an indescribably shocking killing intent, and even cracks appeared on it, resembling the wooden sword itself. It was also unbearable, as Chen Qingzi swung his head up, the sword fell with a bang.

A sword qi that was even more violent and endless than before cut down in an instant, and landed directly on Wei Yangzi's phantom.

In an instant... Wei Yangzi's head collapsed!

Left hand Thunder, crash!

The right hand devours and collapses!

His body... collapsed!

"I am Chen Qingzi, what is my way, do you know?" The starry sky was dead silent, only Chen Qingzi lowered his head, whispering.

The wooden sword in his hand shattered inch by inch and spread out around him, looking like a lotus flower from a distance.