Chapter 170: The Sword of Punishment and Evil Power - God-killing Sword Following the explosion, Zhao Yueyue opened her eyes again and returned to reality. However, the shock of all this took Zhao Yueyue a long time to recover. However, only Zhao Yueyue herself knew about this thrilling experience. Even Mei Mei, who was standing next to her, could only feel that Zhao Yueyue's breathing became much faster in just a few seconds, and her whole body revealed complex emotions such as shock, fear, sadness, hatred, etc. what's wrong? How could the emotions fluctuate so drastically in just a few seconds? "Sister Yue, what's wrong? I feel like your mood swings are not right. What happened?" Zhao Yueyue was brought back to her senses by her words. Turning her head to look at Mei Mei and then looking around, she found that everything around her was no different from what she had just seen, which meant that even though many of the things she had just seen had not been that long ago. Looking at Mei Mei's puzzled expression, Zhao Yueyue felt that the time that passed was very short, perhaps just a few minutes, which made Zhao Yueyue breathe a sigh of relief. "nothing." Zhao Yueyue shook her head gently. Mei Mei did not ask too many questions to Zhao Yueyue, who was obviously hiding something but refused to say it.
As long as it's not a big deal, it's fine. It's always inconvenient to have so many people watching what you say and do here. I can understand that you don't want to say more. So Mei Mei nodded decisively, "That's good! Then you should get ready, the time is almost up, we should be teleported out soon." "okay!" Zhao Yueyue nodded obediently. This made Yang Jinyuan, who couldn't get in between the two of them, feel extremely jealous. The relationship between these two people was quite good! But why, in what way am I inferior to this big guy? Senior Sister Lin Yue would rather have him than herself? This made little Bifang feel aggrieved and frustrated, and Zhao Yueyue, as the monarch of Bifang, immediately sensed his frustration, which made her laugh and cry. But now she had no time to comfort a wounded heart, because she had the most important thing to do. Thinking of this, Zhao Yueyue slowly lowered her head and looked at the broken sword in her hand. And I don’t know if it’s because she has seen the details of the battle that year, but when Zhao Yueyue looked at it again, she no longer felt that the sword body was rusty, but more like a long-solidified - divine blood! There were so many of them, it was like her whole body was immersed in them, and her hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble. That's killing gods! By the end, even she, as a bystander, didn't know how many gods the sword in her hand had killed. Stop! Stop Zhao Yueyue! So what if it really killed God? No matter how powerful it once was, and no matter how it was the sword of the Divine Emperor, times have changed, and today it is nothing more than a tattered broken sword! After comforting herself in this way, Zhao Yueyue lowered her head, looked at the God-Slaying Sword that seemed to be dead, and finally spoke. "You are the Divine Emperor Sword that slaughtered the last of the Divine Sword clan, right? Let me think about what I should call you? God-killing Sword?" When these three words appeared, the other party didn't react at all, as if he wasn't saying them. Zhao Yueyue knew that this was something it didn't want to face at all, so Zhao Yueyue said that it was also avoiding it. But Zhao Yueyue didn't want it to escape. If it was really the sword of His Majesty the Divine Emperor, then it couldn't just disappear like that. It had to survive! It will atone for all this! As the personal sword of the God Emperor, its existence should have benefited the gods, but now it has to bear the heavy sin of killing God for the sake of all living beings in the world. This boundless karma must have tormented it for tens of thousands of years, right? It was in pain! So Zhao Yueyue wanted to relieve its pain. But at the same time, Zhao Yueyue also learned from that year that it doesn't need too much comforting nonsense and sympathy, that doesn't belong to it, so -
"Don't you want revenge? God-killing Sword! The Demon Emperor back then was not completely dead! The Demon Clan did not completely disappear from this plane! That cunning guy took advantage of your master and transmitted his origin from the Heaven Sacrifice Tibetan Array. Relying on this, the filthy Demon Clan continued to survive. Although the vitality was greatly damaged, the result of sacrificing the entire God Clan was only a few thousand years of peace! Then those disgusting guys came back again! I admit that the God Clan is great. You sacrificed the entire God Clan. Although you did not completely eliminate the Heavenly Demon Clan, you sealed the Heavenly Demon Emperor and greatly weakened him, so that this terrible opponent could no longer come to this world. But at the same time, their sacrifice did not bring much results, because at the critical moment, the then Heavenly Demon Emperor transmitted his origin, which resulted in the successor Heavenly Demon Emperor having the opportunity to appear in the world without being sealed by the formation. In another two hundred years, he could break the seal. Are you willing? You sacrificed the entire God Clan, and you also bore such a great sin, but you only let these stink bugs be sealed for ten thousand years. Are you really willing?" "I'm not willing! Of course I'm not willing. Why do they have the right!!!" "Buzzing—" Zhao Yueyue's words almost stabbed at the heart of the sword spirit of the God-killing Sword. The more she spoke, the more excited it became. The more she spoke, the more it became. Since its dead breath was slowly recovering, and then the huge evil power it carried was stimulated, sandwiched in the huge divine power, a new power was generated, the power of punishment! It leaked out. Just a trace of it made Zhao Yueyue, who was holding it, spit out a mouthful of blood. "puff--" What a terrifying power! Zhao Yueyue could feel that the opponent's power had just awakened, and he was afraid of hurting himself, so he got hurt when he leaked a little bit of it. What kind of power was this? This made Zhao Yueyue fearful, but it was extremely terrifying for others, because everyone present, like her, vomited blood, and many people even fainted without knowing what had happened. Even the heroine and the original protagonists, even the Rubik's Cube. "What on earth is this? Pfft——" He only had time to say this before he fainted. Soon, Zhao Yueyue was the only one who was still safe. This scared the people outside, and many of them sat up suddenly. "What exactly happened?" Some people who were restless even wanted Nangong Wen to forcibly open the seal of the sword tomb and go in to rescue people. Because they also felt a sense of fear in their hearts, and always felt that the power that suddenly appeared was something terrifying. Just as everyone was terrified and the people outside were about to force their way in to rescue people—— A little bit of the blood that Zhao Yueyue had just spat out dripped onto the God-Slaying Sword and was quickly absorbed. Thanks to this, the God-Slaying Sword, which was almost out of control, regained its sanity. "Sorry~" A male voice sounded in her ears, and then Zhao Yueyue felt a darkness in front of her eyes. Time is turned back. Thinking back to before Zhao Yueyue spoke, before everything happened, she was so confused that she couldn't help but blink. This is, so what? Ok? (End of this chapter)