You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 428: Cut directly to the source.

Then, a dazzling sun appeared in the painting, in their surprised eyes.

A black and white sword energy was released from the human figure, and the entire sky was dyed black and white. The entire world suddenly became bright on one side and dark on the other.

All the extraordinary people in the world had their hair standing on end at the same moment, and an extreme sense of crisis rose in their hearts. They looked up at the sky, and saw black and white flickering. Endless terror went straight into their hearts, as if they would be annihilated in the next moment.

When the sword is drawn, all spirits become silent!

The sword energy was extremely fast, constantly appearing and flashing in the sky, as if it was teleporting.

In their eyes, this was not sword energy at all. Wherever the sword light passed, Tao and Dharma were destroyed, the situation of heaven and earth was collapsing, and the teeth-grinding sound of collapse continued to stimulate their hearts.

Wherever the sword passed, only white was left between heaven and earth. Everything there was destroyed, and it turned back to the original pure white of heaven and earth, which made people's scalps numb.

The sword blade approached silently, everything was silent, but it frightened them. It was just a sword blade, but as the target, they actually felt that the blow before them was enough to cut through the sky, and each of them was locked.

To the point that even the thought of escaping disappeared. It was not because they didn't want to, but because they felt that it would be futile no matter where they escaped.

But in the face of the real death crisis, the desire to survive gave these people the last glimmer of hope to survive.

The sword made a soft humming sound, and the woman's sword suddenly came out of her body. She flicked her fingers, and colorful light leaped out from the sword body, counterattacking the Huanbai sword energy.

The old monk threw out a golden bowl and placed it below. The shadow of Buddha condensed on the golden bowl, and he recited Buddhist scriptures with Sanskrit flashing.

Bing Zun built a thick ice wall in front of him and quickly put on a set of armor made of black ice.

The old man in purple was even more straightforward. He turned into a speck of dust and disappeared into the soil, hiding in the mad stratum.

The devil summoned several ancient corpses of dark iron color and surrounded him.

They knew they couldn't escape, but they wanted to live.

As for the others including Sword Master, they were all Dharmakāya. They thought that this attack would at most cut off the Dharmakāya and their lives would be safe. Afterwards, they could condense the Dharmakāya.

So he didn't make any defense against the black and white sword energy and looked at it calmly.

Everything happened in just a moment, and everyone had already prepared for the response.

But is everything really as they wish?

The black and white sword energy suddenly dissipated when it was less than half a foot away from them.

Nothing happened? Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and couldn't help but laugh.

"That's it?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They thought Changqing was just being mysterious.

"It turns out that the sword energy only looks scary, but it is actually a paper tiger and there is nothing to worry about." The woman visibly relaxed and took a deep breath.

"I told you, how is it possible to reflect the real world through just a drop of water? This method is like being an immortal~" The young man in black also snorted coldly and sneered at the sword.

"Old man, is this your method?" The devil also mocked.

However, when everyone looked at the shadow in the drop of water in the long river of time again, a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged in their hearts.

"A certain family never wields a useless sword~"

A somewhat teasing voice came into my ears.

At the same time, everyone's faces turned pale and a bloody mist spurted out of their mouths.

For a moment, several people collapsed to the ground, their bodies twitching.

Those Dharma images actually disappeared directly. Millions of miles away, on the top of a mountain, a handsome man in green clothes holding a sword opened his eyes and coughed up blood.

Looking at this appearance that is exactly the same as that of the Sword Master, I think it is the Sword Master himself.

"Directly pointing to the origin! Cutting to the essence! This has already transcended the power and entered a new realm. What kind of existence is that senior?"

A strand of Sword Master's long hair turned snow-white and his body shook twice.

"Just one sword, as a punishment and warning. This sword will cut off the essence of your flesh and blood, cut off 10% of your lifespan, and leave a mark on your Dao heart!"

Changqing's vague voice sounded in their hearts along with the sword intent.

Jian Zun leaned on his sword, endured the injuries on his body, stood up, and bowed in the direction of Yingxu: "Thank you for your mercy, senior!"

This happens to everyone involved.

Although Chang Qing cut off their lifespan and physical foundation, he did not do it completely. They will be able to recover in some time. As for their Dao heart, the Yin-Yang Dao is the melting point of the positive and negative sides of all things. If they really have awe in their hearts, perhaps they can achieve something else through this trace.

"Thank you for not killing me~"

In Yingxu, several people with pale faces saluted towards the water drops.

Chang Qing was secretly delighted when he saw these important figures being stunned by him.

"The power of the world depends on the South. That's all I have to say. Take care, little kids~"

Chang Qing chuckled, but his eyes were looking towards the outer area of ​​Yingxu, into a void, and then he didn't say anything more.

With a "ding dong" sound, water drops into the river, and that drop of river water returns to its place in the long river of time.

As the long river of time recedes.

In the void outside Yingxu, the old beggar scratched his forehead, patted his chest and said:

"Wow, the methods of an immortal! I was so scared that I thought I was being watched. Fortunately, this person didn't have serious murderous intentions and was just giving a warning. I, an old man, have saved my life. Not bad, not bad. I have to go to Juweilou for a meal today. It will be my last chance to survive and calm my frightened heart. I will never come here again!"

The old beggar left from the void.

However, the old beggar's mumbling voice echoed in the void:

"The focus is on the Southern Region? Should I go to the Southern Region and try begging? Maybe I can really meet that person! Yeah! That's a good idea!"

Yingxu and his companions finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Changhe leaving.

Then the eyes of several people brightened.

Changqing's last words before leaving are very thought-provoking. The general trend of the world depends on the Southern Region. Doesn't that mean that the Southern Region is the key to this battle for opportunity?

"Amitabha, now that things are clear, many things still need to be prepared. Shi Nian bids farewell to all the donors~"

The old monk bowed to everyone, and a golden light roared, tearing through the void and disappeared.

The middle-aged man in red looked at the old monk's departing back, thinking for a moment, and clasped his fists towards everyone: "Everyone, go ahead~"

The middle-aged man in red left.

The remaining few people all looked at the young man in black, and the meaning was self-evident.

The excitement is over, it’s time for you to leave!!

The strong people of Lingran Continent still have a strong sense of belonging, and the frequent small actions of their sea monster tribe in the past two years must not have made a much better impression. His presence will inevitably make people feel uncomfortable.

"Haha, see you later~"

The young man was not annoyed, he smiled slightly, but it did not make people feel happy at all, and it looked more like a fake smile to everyone.

After the young man in black left, the atmosphere became relatively better.

Bing Zun spoke first: "I think what the senior said is clear, but he didn't specify the specific time. This..."

The woman nodded, frowning:

"That senior must have a very high level of cultivation, and was able to bring the Mirage Dragon Ancient Road out of it. According to what that senior said, the Mirage Dragon Ancient Road is most likely still in the Southern Region, and it is even very likely that it is still somewhere in Yingxu."

Everyone looked towards Yingxu and became much more serious.