amaotonovel Chapter 807: Trapped in Freedom
Chapter 807: Trapped in Freedom
Chapter 807: Trapped in Freedom
In the phantom light reflected by the demonic energy, there was an extremely fierce battle.
The blade light, like the wind and snow, was so bright, blending with the boundless pure dust, setting off a mad killing spree, like a stormy wave hitting the shore without regret, but with broken pearls scattered everywhere, and a hint of eternal struggle, like in front of a sick tree, all the trees are repeating the same thing...
It seems that people’s hearts are unpredictable, and they fight and kill each other endlessly. They even raise their wine glasses to ask the sky, when will this earthly world be replaced by a paradise?
The magic is as magical as drawing a sword and cutting water, as if the dust in the heart is far away, but there is a sky full of pure dust rising, just like the bright moon shining on the world, but no one is seen... This is the fulfillment of freedom, and it is also the joy of the emperor. It is a blessing for both parties to destroy the heavens, regardless of the disasters and struggles for a few more years.
The powerful sword energy cut through the pure dust, and the whistling sound of wind and snow was deafening, as if a madman, like a lunatic, was struggling hard between heaven and earth, bursting out the sharpness in his heart.
It was as if he was trying in vain to cut through the flow of fate, or as if he was wielding a blade for deep attachment, taking the blue sky and the yellow spring, reflecting the myriad things in this world, allowing madness to appear, unable to express in a thousand words.
For their respective obsessions and to engrave the path ahead in the passing years, Daozi and Tianzi fought resolutely. There was no evil or good, only brilliance.
Zhumai Ruochen Emperor stood in the empty sky, waiting quietly, just like a group of patient hunters, admiring the scene of killing that caught their eyes.
In this kind of killing, although each of them has their own hearts covered with snow and frost, it is still clear and bright, and it is also like being scalded by ice, which is intense and refreshing.
"It is indeed the Son of Heaven's will. It can boil the heaven and earth, and it can also stir up the universe. However, ah..."
The faint words of praise came out from the mouth of Emperor Zhongchen and echoed in the magic consciousness of other emperors, as if there was a deep regret, which was enough to echo in the boundless front along with the endless flowing water.
Even if he was the true emperor who dared to change the color of the sun and the moon, even if he was the Great Freedom who could destroy the world, he would still be moved by the miracle of Qilintian. Emperor Chongchen had destroyed so many worlds, but he had never seen one so bright.
He even felt that even if he won the fight and continued to conquer the heavens, he would probably never see such sincere destruction again.
"It has clearly been covered by the Void Sky. Logically, this world should have gradually fallen. Whether it is the human world or the demon court, they will only consume each other. After all their courage and wisdom are unleashed, they will eventually become a demon's nest...
I didn't expect that even though humanity is already broken, it can still produce so many rare treasures. It's incredible! These talented people are unwilling to enter the way of great freedom. It's really a loss for me, the demons!"
All the emperors could not help but nod their heads slightly, and they all agreed with what Emperor Chongchen said. Being able to see such a Qilin Heaven is a blessing for Dazizai, but also a regret for all the emperors.
Hongyu Emperor's face was clear, and he spoke calmly, "I never thought that the four Dao Emperors would come together to destroy the world, and now I, Ruochen Emperor, am the only one left. It's really hard to believe.
I have deduced a total of 79,006 times. During the Abyss Tribulation, we, the Great Freedom, did not make any particularly fatal mistakes. For some reason, the third Abyss Tribulation suddenly broke out, and all the tribes of Qilin Heaven were involved in it, and then we were inexplicably defeated and lost..."
“Yes, the changes in the catastrophe are happening too fast, even those of us who are great and free are caught off guard. The courage and wisdom of the human race are clearly there, but it is hazy and unclear…” Emperor Chongchen sighed deeply, with a look of deep confusion on his face, as if the world was in a turbulent chaos, just like the heavy mountains and clouds making the road ahead unclear and the storm unsettled.
Qingjue, Youshi, Wuwang, Li Guang, Ruchi... The emperors of all tribes looked at the figure madly swinging a blade in the illusory light and nodded faintly.
The emperor is enlightened and will not mind going for great freedom to achieve his goal. Death is a trivial matter, and the annihilation of body and soul is not worth mentioning, not to mention the sudden and fierce storm in the robbery. Since he has already chosen the crazy corpse ghost as the breakthrough point in the robbery, he will go all out.
What's more, this is also the best choice to attack the heartland of the human race.
In the Changchang Changle Sect, although the two souls of Ge She and Fei Xin were not strong in attack, they were connected to each other in the void and had the mysterious ability to move without hindrance, making it difficult to ambush them.
The Zhuxing Spiritual Sect also has two Yuanshen, Sui Yan and Yao Huang, and the sect's spiritual treasure, the Seven-Star Candlelight Cauldron, which can create seven Yuanshen fake bodies. If there is no extremely restrained magical power, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. If the Kuizhen Sect is still there, it can still see through the falsehood. Ruochen Sect's Tianzi magic is really not good at this.
The rest are Yuantu Sect and Xiuxingshengyuan.
In the eyes of Emperor Zhumai Ruochen, those Yuantu Sword Lords are really useless. They do have the power of a Saint in their nine strikes, but there are only nine strikes. If three or five of them attack together, they can indeed threaten the emperor, but if the emperor were to kill these sword masters, it would be a bit not worth it.
This kind of quickly-formed Sword Master, just like Ming Tanzong's acquired gods and demons, is a means specifically designed to consume the Holy Lord. After killing one, another will be selected, making it impossible to kill them all.
Unless the foundation of the Lord of Swords, the Sima Dao, is destroyed, the roots can be dug out.
But right now, this Siming Sword happened to be in the hands of another Ruying Daozi—Gongsun Wuzhi. His person exudes the aura of great joy and great destruction, which makes the Siming Sword have the nature of destroying demons, making it difficult for Emperor Ruochen to act rashly.
After various deductions, the emperors of each clan, Ruochen, could not help but turn their attention to the targets that were easiest to capture, Xiu Xingshengyuan, Fengmo Shigui, and Ji Cuiyu.
In the illusionary light, the young Taoist with delicate eyebrows and eyes spoke coldly, as fierce as the wind and snow, and with a ruthless intention, "Kong Jing, I am a very suspicious person by nature, and I am extremely afraid of death, so it is difficult to break through the barrier of Yuanshen's heart!
But I have also glimpsed the method of breaking fate. Killing more saints can also help break through the barrier. You coming to me is exactly what I want!
Come and take the stab of the long sword. Even if the future is long, you will eventually be the immortal stepping stone on my path."
The madness has already appeared in the boy's eyes, like a thick blood color, rippling in the place of killing, turning into a will to fight to the death, fiercely trying to snatch and reveal.
The Sky Mirror Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled ruthlessly and indifferently, and gently pulled off the bright robe on his body. The magical incarnation had become crystal clear, reflecting the myriad elephants in the world, appearing so clear and pure, like a mirror, like cleanliness, like dust, like sincerity...
"The path to becoming the emperor is clearly within your reach, but you refuse to take it and insist on proving the way to the primordial spirit. Why do you bother?"
"I am a rebellious person. I don't care where I will die tomorrow. I just want to be free and unrestrained! Living is good, but if I can live according to my own wishes, wouldn't it be better?
Since the emperor has attained great freedom, I wonder if he can develop a compassionate heart. Why not help me achieve my goal?"
Ji Cui Yu smiled coldly, held the long sword firmly and slashed towards Emperor Kong Jing fiercely. A ray of extremely sharp sword light shone through the blade, and in the wind and snow, there was his Dugu Gaoge.
The flowing water cannot be cut off, the spring and autumn seasons cannot be sung all the time, so why do we still have to sing, why do we still have to go on?
I am just crazy and crave the coolness of time.
boom!
The sharp knife light rolled like a tide, like a fierce ghost from the underworld, seizing souls and spirits, and tinging the killing with a layer of crazy murderous intent, making it difficult for people to resist, and they only want to crawl under the knife light and be killed in horror.
"Alas, compared to when I became the emperor, this boy is much better than me..."
Emperor Kongjing sighed slightly, his eyes seemed to be filled with nostalgia and admiration, the next moment, the magic had already boiled over, the empty and clean air reflected the location of the hanging blade, as well as the bravery of those who dared to risk their lives.
In the midst of wind and snow, I come to fight for a chance to be loyal and disloyal, to overwhelm the madman and kill the fool, and to kill the foolish man destined by heaven.
Dugu Jianyi?
The Sky Mirror Emperor could not help but nod slightly. The nine sword intents of Qilin Heaven - Dugu, Heming, Guanghua, Gangzheng, Kongque, Shunyi, Tiandun, Guayan, and Guizhen - were really brilliant in their own ways. The Lord of Xingtian chose Shunyi, and Wuzhi Daojun embarked on the path of Gangzheng. Zhuoyu Xianzun was the one who had gone the furthest among the Dugu sword intents. He did not expect that the deduction of Dugu sword intent by the corpse ghost in front of him was not inferior to the sword master. In an instant, the Emperor's crystal body had been chopped into pieces, and only half of the mirror body was left, which suddenly turned into a stream of light, piercing through the dark and uncertain cloud world and desperately fled towards the Qingming above.
The handsome young man flicked the long sword lightly, and a sharp sound of sword rang out, "Zheng"...
Immediately, they pursued the emperor fiercely again, as if they were determined to fight to the death. The sky was wrapped in a fierce snow and wind, which seemed to be able to ruthlessly smash all obstacles in their destiny.
The blade kissed deep and blood splattered, killing and destruction were in chaos, but there was no resentment. The sun and the moon came to shine on the green mountains, but the lies were blocked and the killing dust could not be washed away.
……
Facing the siege of the three emperors, the young Daozi's brows narrowed slightly, and the bone jade on his forehead looked even more sinister.
The heavy demonic energy has already obscured a corner of the virtual sky, sealing off any place where the mad corpses could move, just like amber, condensing the insects into crystals, turning into clear evidence of the sun and the moon's torment on sentient beings over billions of years.
The blade light, which was originally as blizzard-like, had turned into a light purple color, showing more madness of struggle and determination to sacrifice one's life. It was like a ferocious beast that had fallen into a trap, trying its best to escape, and it no longer cared about anything else.
"My three emperors, if you continue to force me, I will have to treat you to a glimpse of the Seven Deadly Black Shuttles, the Secret Demon of the Stars in the Heavens!"
Ji Cuiyu's originally rosy-lipped and white-teethed face now had a hint of ferocity, as if the mad and evil anger in his chest was gradually accumulating, and it was possible that in the next moment it would break free from the chains, explode in this world, and ignite a terrifying fire of karma.
“The black flames of the Seven Deadly Black Shuttles are indeed extremely ferocious, and we have never seen such a common sight even after traveling through the heavens!
But it doesn't matter, if Cui Yu can smash it out, we are willing to come and watch!" Emperor Qing Jue covered his mouth and smiled softly.
The emperors have their own beliefs and will never mind if the demon's body goes to the Great Freedom. However, the Great Freedom emperors are also very happy that they can continue to fight and appreciate more courage and wisdom.
At present, Emperor Qingjue is already fully sure that Ji Cuiyu definitely does not have another Seven Wonders Black Shuttle, the secret magic of the stars in the sky.
"Using the emperor as bait to lure a small person like me who is not even a soul, Ruochen is really generous!"
The young Taoist spoke coldly, and continued to slash with his sword coldly. The murderous intent in his eyes was unconcealed, and he showed no sign of giving up, as if he was trying every possible way to escape from the calamity.
The lavender blade energy wrapped around a ball, slashing it with difficulty, barely creating a piece of pure land in the boundless demonic dust, where he could find shelter.
The two emperors, Youshi and Hongyu, clapped their hands and laughed at the same time, with a hint of admiration in their eyes.
"We know that you are willing to say anything to save your life! So, no matter what you say, we will not respond at all, unless we refine you into the Son of Heaven!
This is the lesson that Kuizhen Dao left behind. I, Ruochen Dao, will never suffer the same loss again. "The Emperor of Oath raised his eyebrows, as if there was a faint fire in his heart, reflecting the past.
Back then, this corpse ghost clearly had a destiny, but he actually deceived everyone and used the emperor of the Dao of Guzhen to fulfill his fate. The Demon Mother was so angry that she almost vomited blood!
However, he took this opportunity to escape, and from then on he released the crane into the sky and freed the trapped dragon... It really shocked all the saints.
Hongyu Emperor took over and said calmly, "Even if you blurt out that you want to surrender, we won't believe it at all. The best way is to directly refine you into an emperor!
Don’t blame us for not giving you respect, it’s really inconvenient to give you respect…”
The three magic veins of Shichen, Hongchen and Juechen are connected to each other, surging and floating, turning into an incomparably heavy ancient sacred mountain, pressing towards the sharp sword light, removing success and failure, all turned into dust and dirt, but the gathering and separation are helpless, but the past is no longer there.
The eyebrows reflected by the bone jade were slightly narrowed, and there seemed to be boundless madness and ferocity in them, as well as a ferocious look, as if they would explode in the next moment.
The purple energy contained in the wisps of sword intent has become increasingly dense, as if it is questioning life and death, as if it is chanting the fate of the fool...
"How could I die here? How could I die here?! I can break through calamities, I can break through life, even Zheng Jingxing's luck can be taken away by me! Do you three think you can suppress me here?"
A fierce roar roared out from the mouth of the mad corpse ghost, and the eerie sword energy surged again, bursting out with extreme brightness, as if expressing the unwillingness in his heart to the sky, to the earth, and to all things in the universe.
Like plum blossoms like snow, like pear blossoms like the moon, they are never seen. Year after year I face the flowers in silence, but I am never willing. The heartless spring is like a cold wave, and my wish is not fulfilled.
“The three emperors of my Ruochen lineage are more than enough to suppress you, but the night is long and dreams are many. If Gongsun Wuzhi and the other four Yuanshen rush to Xutian for support, you may really be able to break the calamity and get out!
Ji Cuiyu, you should be the Emperor Ruochen, and we will come together to save you!"
The faint demonic chant had already echoed in the empty sky, coming to eliminate the unwillingness in Daozi's heart and to achieve a glimmer of perfection in his calamity.
The other Ruochen emperors have already appeared in the empty sky. In the vast tide of dust, they are shining again, like the sun and the moon moving across the sky, brilliant and unstoppable.
"Since Emperor Ruochen of all clans has arrived, it seems I have no choice..." The young Taoist was slightly startled, then he sighed softly, looking a little more desolate, but the bone jade on his forehead reflected the magical light, which seemed even more crystal clear and brilliant.
"Of course you can choose. The Crazy Emperor or the Dark Emperor are both good titles of emperor... It's up to you! If you want to make up a title of emperor for yourself, that's fine too!" The Heavy Emperor smiled and made a false invitation.
"What if I don't want to?"
The sarcastic voice fell in the sky, resounding, "Even if I can't break the calamity, I can't break my life, I still have a way to make Ruochen gain nothing."
Emperor Chongchen smiled calmly, with a hint of humor in his smile, "If you say that you can explode with sword energy and destroy your body, I absolutely don't believe it. If you say that you can take out the Seven Absolute Black Shuttle of the Secret Demon of the Stars in the Sky, it is even more impossible!
Wuzhidaojun is not here, Jinyu Qilin is far away in the west, and Xingtian Lord is still fighting with Jiayunzhen.
What if you tell me what you can do?"
Emperor Chongchen gently waved his hand downwards, and the dust like a sea rolled towards the young Taoist, like catching a turtle in a jar.
(End of this chapter)