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Chapter 47 Slashing the Way(2/2)

That is something that has no connection with rejection. Youquan’s Tao may be, but Youquan Taoist Master was wrong.

In the endless roar of rage, the Taoist Lord Youquan was slashed by this sword. At once, all His power began to collapse, disintegrate, and dissolve into a more basic pure Taoist meaning without right or wrong. In order to resist this collapse, the deep spring eyes burst out infinitely with pure white breath of life, but this was meaningless. His will was burned by the unextinguished flames and gradually collapsed into pieces in the sky.

With one sword, the black and white springs began to weaken and distort in the vast chaos of the void.

【No】

At this moment, you can still hear Youquan's unwilling cry: [I may be wrong, but I am not guilty! All things are born from me, I also love sentient beings, I am willing to repent]

"Talk me a lot, tell them!"

However, the second knife cut off and immediately split the spring. The rushing spring water began to weaken, diverted, and turned into a gurgling stream.

The desperate spring searches all over the world, and his power is absolutely impossible to fight against Zhuzhou, not to mention that there is a silent Hongshi outside Zhuzhou.

The silent Hongshi stared at the void. He was thinking about whether his salvation gave all sentient beings the right to refuse... He was smiling bitterly, facing the eyes full of sorrow and praying in Youquan, He also shook his head slightly.

[I am also guilty, and Zhuzhou is the same] Hongshi said this, whispering: [We are born in nothingness and have rejected the most primitive love... Who can be innocent? Who can be pure?]

[Youquan, death is not the end, but the beginning... If your sin is to be washed away, you will go to the "life and death" and rotate it]

The third knife slashed, and the shrill thunder exploded in the sky.

Youquan's will gradually shatter, and the powerful people of Hedao are immortal. Even if they do not have their great way, their inheritance, and their will and legends, they themselves are immortal entities. Without the support of the great way, they can still be immortalized in all things.

But the fourth sword cut down, even if it is an immortal entity, it will fall into the silence of silence. He is not destroyed, but just silent.

And eternal silence is eternal sleep and death, which is one of the many different names of death.

At this moment, the fifth sword had been swung, and this sword would kill everything. Even if it was silent, it would not remain, but would completely die. It would destroy the Lixu realms and destroy the entire Youquan world group, and then completely dissipate the Taoist Lord Youquan, leaving only the imprint of nothingness.

Even if the world is not destroyed, the gentleness of the knife can take a long time to peel off the Great Dao from the universe, and then destroy the foundation of the Tao little by little.

But this knife did not cut it.

It lifted up, but it was just to return to the sheath.

"Although His sin is enough to be sentenced to death, it will not be destroyed."

Su Zhou put his sword back into the sheath. He looked at the many worlds in front of him. The young man said lightly: "The way of life and death does not leave the right to refuse to all living beings, but not all worlds are rejecting it."

In front of him, there are several worlds shining with black and white light. They are worlds that follow the way of the Seok Spring. They have never refused and are eager for them.

This is the possibility of the beginning of the future ‘miracle’.

If, in the distant future, these sentient beings who agree with the Way of Youquan really give birth to a new "the way of life and death cycling", then Youquan might be able to return under the call of his "comrade".

But that's what's going on.

At this moment, Youquan's will has been silent, His great way was broken, broken by four swords, and fell into eternal sleep.

This is death.

A black and white light of the great way appeared in front of Su Zhou, and the halo of "rejection" lingers around him, making him dark and haggard.

Su Zhou stretched out his hand to pick it up.
Chapter completed!
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