In the high sky of the inanimate world, the fog has blown away, and the sky is miserable white.

The "lifeless bliss, eternal worry-free" that hundreds of thousands of people once believed in is actually such an empty and monotonous place.

All the nutrients were swallowed up by the Inanimate God Lord.

Not even an illusion that could comfort the souls of the dead was retained.

Under the hollow sky, Zhang Linchuan stood suspended in the air, quietly feeling the feeling of the rapid loss of power - it did not affect his physical strength, but it affected his inanimate world, and even more so.

his long-term future.

The struggle that has been going on for so long has finally come to naught, shattered one by one.

The true god in this world has been reduced to a hairy god.

The Wusheng Sect, with hundreds of thousands of followers, collapsed overnight.

Seven souls and six lives, all the painstaking efforts were shattered one by one...

Any one of these is a blow that can overturn a life.

And he accepted it one by one.

In addition, things like shortening of life span, betrayal of relatives and friends, being criticized by thousands of people, being hated by people and ghosts, are all commonplace in comparison.

What is life all about?

Who do you work hard for all your life?

He was holding a frosty white shirt in one hand and looking into the distance. Even if he was as determined as he was, he couldn't help but sigh: "The world is so vast, with endless places in the south, east, west, and south. Is there no room for Zhang Linchuan?"

All high-level officials within the sect have been separated, hundreds of thousands of believers have dispersed, and all the souls of the dead have been dissolved.

In this vast and inanimate world at this moment, naturally only one person can answer him——

"Heaven can tolerate you, earth can tolerate you, but I cannot tolerate you!"

Jiang Wang stood up and hit the sky with his sword!

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he wiped the blood on the old coin with his own hands. Ruan Jianzheng's obstruction to Zhang Linchuan's life was one of the variables he had been waiting for after the fierce battle.

Zhang Linchuan's slight pause was the key to victory or defeat, the door to life and death, as he saw it!

The Sword Immortal unites himself and performs all kinds of magic with his sword, and every bit of strengthening will be reflected in his killing power. The blooming of his magical power has pushed him an important step towards becoming stronger.

This is the first flowering magical power integrated by the Sword Immortal!

At this moment, the five palaces are shining together, the sword immortal blooms, bathed in fire, and rises to the sky with one sword, supporting the inanimate world. At this moment, this is the most suitable sword——

This world is so muddled and hazy that it should be divided into two parts with the word human, standing upright with the sky and the earth, and then divided into the clear and the turbid!

Just as human civilization begins with fire, this moment of the Herringbone Sword is also lit by the true fire of Samadhi.

With the enrichment of knowledge, the true fire of samadhi will only become stronger and stronger, and it will become easier and easier to penetrate Zhang Linchuan's defense. From Linzi to this point, too many efforts have been made to "clear his samadhi". At this moment, the red flame is high

Blazing, Sauvignon Blanc is held high, its brilliance is like the first torch lit in the long night, illuminating this miserable world, breaking down the barriers of the inanimate world, and opening the way for the struggle between life and death!

The simple integration in the Sword Immortal state opened a new chapter for this world.

But Zhang Linchuan just lowered his head indifferently, looking at the sword that was getting closer and closer, looking at Jiang Wang who was also burning like a raging flame, and said indifferently: "I follow my own way, and the way is simple. God will not allow me to break it."

This heaven and earth won't tolerate me, break this earth. You won't tolerate me... kill this guy!"

Crush the frosty wind in your hand!

Black flames ignited outside the whole body. If you look closely, could it be fire? In every ray of fire, there are countless dark electric lights jumping. They are shadowy, they are evil and noisy, and they are also full of vitality.

Shenxiao Nether Thunder Forbidden Method!

It is still the framework of the Dark Thunder Forbidden Law, but the Shinto understanding of the living true god is added. It strengthens the killing power, enriches the future, and expands the boundaries.

Looking from a distance, under the background of the empty sky, two people covered in black flames and one covered in red flames collided.

Half of the high dome is dark, and thunder and lightning can be heard thousands of miles away.

Half of the ground is brilliant, with red flames burning up the world.

In this vast and inanimate world, this was an unprecedented collision. This bloody fight was a ground-breaking scene.

Black and red are separated at the touch of a touch.

The red one is falling, the red sea is ebbing!

The darkness only stopped for a moment, and then fell irrevocably, pressing down on the fire of civilization.

Even if all five lives are lost and all six replacements are lost, five of the nine calamities have been lost.

At least in this inanimate world, Zhang Linchuan is still infinitely close to the existence of the true God in this world.

He admitted that Jiang Wang's grasp of the fighter plane was extremely good, but under the crushing strength, the more accurately he grasped the fighter plane, the faster he would die.

Jiang Wang fell all the way, vomiting blood all the way!

Zhang Linchuan pursued him all the way.

In the endless thunder and red flames, those red-gold eyes were always looking at him.

As early as in Maplewood City, there had never been any weakness in these eyes. They had always been neither humble nor arrogant, and were firm in themselves. This kind of firmness made Zhang Linchuan feel that the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had a kind of immortal persistence.

Zhang Linchuan doesn't think it's respectable, and certainly doesn't think it's ridiculous.

He just had some regrets. Along the way, he thought that every step he took was as perfect as possible. Under limited conditions, he achieved the limit of his ability... But he failed to kill Jiang Wang early, which may be a flaw.

He is not a person who demands perfection. If he occasionally makes mistakes, he can just make up for them.

Now is the time to make amends.

He held his fist and drew it back. Dark thunder and dark light roamed on the peak of his fist. It vaguely caused the heaven and earth to tremble together.

Life or death is at stake!

Then he saw that the immortal red gold color in Jiang Wang's eyes shone all over his body at this moment, making him look like a golden Buddha. In the seemingly endless fall, he picked out another sharp sword.

A sword on the road!

The moment when the whole world is an enemy is not unique to Zhang Linchuan, Jiang Wang has also experienced it.

But even when he was publicly wanted by Jingshitai and cast aside by everyone in the world, there were always people who believed in him, people who always supported him, and people who always worked for his innocence.

Of course, there are people who have been running for Zhang Linchuan - either thinking about how to run away so as not to be implicated by him, or thinking about how to catch him and kill him.

Jiang Wang had his darkest moments and his most glorious moments.

When it is dark, everyone in the world thinks it is a demon; when it is brilliant, everyone knows it is a genius, and the Wu Sheng Sect can be destroyed with just one word.

In this darkness and glory, between this trough and peak, what remains unchanged is the "me".

So there was this Shingato Sword——

If you don’t praise me, you are not me!

This is his second True Tao Sword style since "The handle points north, the world is winter", and he learned it while chasing and killing Zhang Linchuan thousands of miles away.

This sword is divided into two styles: pressing it down will make it slandered by the whole world, and lifting it up will make it famous all over the world.

In the endless fall, Jiang Wang raised this sword!

Ruxue's sword blade actually cut out in a variety of colors.

It was countless praises, endless flattery, and endless luxury of this world.

Strange and strange.

Everything above this sword seems to have lost its quality and "self". Countless dark lightnings have turned into illusory bubbles, losing their essential lethality.

Even Zhang Linchuan himself was invaded by this sword intention, and his body was unstable. He transformed from a real and terrifying strong man to an illusory and uncertain bubble.

This sword is too lethal to Shinto.

In many cases, Shinto is a condensation of illusions, a gathering of the power of faith into God, and the realization of delusions.

But this style of Taoist sword is exaggerated and false, and it is decorated with dreams to decorate the mirage.

Because it is too exaggerated and too pretentious, it erases the possibility of Shinto being "true".

The fall of the red tide has stopped.

The colorful sword's edge was raised.

Jiang Wang's Dao sword is so powerful.

But in the broken light and shadow of the thunder, the outline of Sauvignon Blanc was clearly reflected in Zhang Linchuan's indifferent eyes.

Strip away the weirdness and get a glimpse of the true nature of the sword.

Then he punched the tip of the sword!

There were hundreds of thousands of believers, all of whom worshiped me as their god.

So what if I am famous all over the world? Has it ever moved my Taoist heart?

You, Jiang Wang, are world-renowned, and I, Zhang Linchuan, have already felt it!

clang!
To be continued...