The sword edge entered an inch.

Mu Feiqing's sword had entered the city composed of twelve small worlds.

Before the world, the end of the world is just a stone's throw away.

This is equivalent to Mu Feiqing's sword having traveled tens of thousands of miles, and this inch is an inch of the world.

In that city, there are twelve saints, just like the way of heaven.

Mu Feiqing's sword is like a challenge that the way of heaven has launched. This is drawing a sword from heaven. This heaven is in the human world, but it is not in the human world. Heaven and man should be separated forever, and there are major obstacles in the process. Specifically in this battle, the invisible barrier between heaven and man is broken.

At this time, silence is better than sound.

Mu Feiqing stood on the Wudi City and slowly closed his eyes.

But he could clearly see the city.

There are no people, no trees, no mountains, no water,

In that city, only darkness and light alternate.

When he closed his eyes quietly, he seemed to hear a wisp of prayer. A saint gently brushed his green sleeves, and a breeze swept over. Someone chanted the Buddha's name and thousands of Buddhas descended to the mortal world. Some people traveled all over the world, preached the Dharma to thousands, and some left traces, which will last for thousands of years.

Someone, there are saints who create the world,

He wants to break the world with his sword.

The sword on earth rust at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bright sword edge became dim, and a layer of blue-red rust spots grew like a cocoon. The rust spots continued to spread and went into the sword.

Every world has rules that belong to this world. Although it cannot reverse cause and effect, in this world, it can perfectly control the most basic and powerful rules.

Without no distance, you can no distance in this world.

Without time, the long river can flow in this world.

There is no world, you can create the world with mud in this world!

Creating the world is like the silent spring rain,

Breaking the world is like walking in the garden,

Everything seemed to be frozen.

Outside the Wudi City, 200,000 cavalry were surging wildly, and the breath stirred the wind and clouds of the world and surging endlessly. Horse hooves fell to the ground, as if the earth dragon turned over.

It’s just a pity that even though the 200,000 cavalry can dominate the world and cause trouble, it is like a drop in the bucket in front of the world of creation and the world of breakthrough, as if a stream has gathered into the vast ocean.

The empress stood on the chariot, and the army rushed, but it was as close as the end of the world, close to her eyes, but as far away as the corner of the sea.

The empress looked at the two cities facing each other from afar and sighed softly.

She has a city, like a world,

It's just a pity that she can't move that city.

Otherwise, she wouldn't mind breaking the city with the city, breaking the world with the world!

Mu Feiqing's sword went one inch further.

The sword edge that entered that world instantly broke.

His sword is gradually breaking through the world, and his sword is being eroded by the world.

"Um"

Mu Feiqing, who stood at the top of the city with his eyes closed, suddenly let out a soft moan, a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and a strand of silver hair fell into his mouth, and he took a step back slightly.

This step back is a real step back.

Previously, he fought with the five saints. Although he retreated, this retreat was not the other. He took a step back before and after, to lead the saint into the city, but now he retreated, he was forced to retreat.

At that moment,

The power of seventy-two laws condensed from Mu Feiqing's body, gathered at his fingertips.

He still closed his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and pointed from a distance.

Seventy-two laws,

Seventy-two avenues,

He took two steps forward,

The sword of the world, the sword of the world in this world, has entered that world two inches again.

What is seven inches of human world,

The sword of the world has entered four inches!

In that world, mountains and rivers appear, the sea is surging, the sun and the moon are rotating, the light is prosperous, and the darkness is extreme.

The world is just beginning,

However, above the world, there was a sword, a broken and rusty sword, only four inches.

Mountains and rivers gather, sun and moon wander,

The sword broke faster and more.

"Tick"

Mu Feiqing's legs trembled. He was thinking about moving forward, but he was as if torn by the strong wind. Blood on the corner of his mouth dripped on the ground, blood splashed and fell into the East China Sea.

At that moment, the East China Sea was boiling,

A thousand miles acres have turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Outside the city of Emperor Wu, the empress got off the chariot and beat the drum wildly. Every time she hit the drum, her breath became a little weak.

The army began to rush to the city wildly.

Tens of thousands of white turbulent flows suddenly appeared between the world.

A white turbulence is an army.

These charge down armies are closer to the sky, absorbing the sky light emitted from the clouds, and look like thousands of weapons, and thousands of troops are crushing endlessly.

"Your Majesty, no!"

A courtier knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

The empress beats the drum and blesses Mu Feiqing with the rhyme of the emperor. Every time she beats the drum, she will bring a little luck. This is completely gambled with Mu Feiqing. If Mu Feiqing is defeated, the empress will definitely become the king of the country and the country will be destroyed and the family will be destroyed!

"His Majesty……"

The courtiers cried.

"Shut up!"

The empress was angry, looked at Lan Ruo and said, "Fairy Lan Ruo, you will shut up all these people!"

When Lan Ruo heard this, he gently waved the long piano, and a sound of the piano passed by like a wave, shocking all court officials.

She quickly swept up to the point and

He walked to the empress step by step and whispered: "Your Majesty, will you not regret doing this?"

"regret?"

The empress laughed and said, "Everyone said that I was ordered by heaven. Haha, it's just a joke. I just want to fight for this destiny, but..."

"I... want Mu Feiqing to see that I am the real unparalleled empress. Even if I was born a thousand years later and my reputation was taken first, I will be the real unparalleled empress!"

When Lan Ruo heard this, he whispered: "Does Your Majesty want to be the historical empress in the world, or do you want to be the only unparalleled empress in the young master's heart?"

"Seven years ago, I disdained to choose. I want to be the unparalleled empress in the world, and I want to be the unparalleled empress in his heart, but now..."

The empress looked at the figure in the distance and said slowly: "Now, I want to be the only unparalleled empress in his heart!"

Lan Ruo chuckled, sat cross-legged, put a long piano on her knees, and gently hooked the strings of the piano, like a clear spring and rock flowing on the mountain. Even if there are thousands of troops, they are still clearly heard.

The long qin was filled with black air, gradually wrapping up Lan Ruo. Her fingers were hooking faster and faster, and her breath became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, the world seems to become more prosperous, but in an instant, the moment when the night comes, the green mountains become more lush, but it becomes the season when autumn wind and leaves fall. Those great, brave, elegant, and secular are all weak in the face of time.

Lan Ruo played the piano, and a series of magnificent luck emerged, and his drum beat with the empress gradually became rhythmic.

The empress was surprised.

Lan Ruo whispered: "I have been pursuing the great way over the years and found my previous life. I am a saint. I have just managed to protect the world and fell into reincarnation. In this life, I give up the opportunity to reunite the Tao and just wish the young master... good luck!"
Chapter completed!