I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

Zhang Xuansheng also looked at the black sword condensed from many divine thunders with some curiosity.

What surprised him was that the aura on the black sword became more and more magnificent, as if filling the entire world, a shocking sword intent radiated from above.

Lei Jie is powerful, Zhang Xuansheng can understand, but how can there be sword intent on it?

Now he is no longer a rookie who doesn't understand anything on the way of cultivation. Although he doesn't know how to do it himself, he has also heard Li of Tianjian Mountain mentioned it naturally.

Sword intent is a kind of insight that has been accumulated over the years. There is no one who can cultivate sword intent, and every person who has sword intent has different characteristics of sword intent.

But anyway, according to Li Ziran's theory, sword intent can only be realized by thinking and sentimental people, but now the Thunder Tribulation Black Sword descended by Heaven actually has sword intent?

That day... is it really just a ruthless existence?

As Zhang Xuansheng was thinking, the ninth spirit was shaking in the condensed array, facing the black sword hanging above his head, he felt fear from the soul.

At the same time, all people in Jiuxiao's world who are doing great evils feel inexplicably frightened, as if there is a sharp sword hanging above their heads and they are about to fall and stab themselves.

Let these people kneel down on the ground one after another, confessing ceaselessly.

"Oh heaven, I am guilty. I killed the second uncle's family of five for the piece of gold hidden under the kang..."

"God, I was wrong. I will never do fornication and looting anymore. From then on I will change my mind and be a good man..."

"Hahaha, heaven, heaven, it's not that it doesn't report, the time has not come...Is Hu Kai really wrong? Am I really guilty? Hahahaha...what about heaven, I'm not afraid, you can't blame me!"

"..."

Suddenly, confessors have it, lunatics have it, and the world is in chaos.

In the mortal kingdom, there are people who tremble inexplicably in the streets and alleys, and then kneel down to confess.

In the practice sect, some trembling people have regretted it, and some unwillingly look to the sky, thinking that their lives are about to come to an end.

Naturally, Zhang Xuansheng didn't know this. If he knew, he would only feel that those people were thinking too much, but the breath of punishment and thunder was all over the world.

What he targeted was only the ninth spirit from beginning to end. He didn't want Heaven to deprive him of his reward, and the world was so big that the wicked didn't know where they were. He didn't know what the cause and effect were.

He has never been a god, and will not let the heavens punish the "wicked people" in large numbers by relying on vague judgment criteria.

He killed the ninth soul, mainly to deter the soul mound, the other party dared to run to the battlefield of the Great Abyss to lick the bag, it was crazy.

He has a hunch that if the soul tomb is not removed, something even more terrifying than those of the elders may happen, and it may even lead to annihilation!

The black sword that punishes Thunder Tribulation, its momentum has already reached its peak at this time, carrying the earth-shaking sword intent, falling downward!

The speed is not fast, but it is not slow, as if carrying a general trend.

The Ninth Soul looked desperately at the magic defensive array he released, shattering in an instant, his proud magical attainments looked so ridiculous in front of the divine might of God.

At this moment, he remembered what Zhang Xuansheng had just said, and when the other party saw Black Sword, he paused and did not finish.

"If God really wants to punish you, it is not up to you what kind of form..."

He thought what Zhang Xuansheng said was reasonable, yes, if God wants to punish himself, it is also God’s freedom. If you want to use Western methods, you can use Western methods. If you want to use thunder to kill yourself, then use thunder to punish yourself. Myself...

But when the penalty black sword was about to fall, he turned his head to look at Zhang Xuansheng, and heard the other party speak again.

"...But I have the final say!"

Zhang Xuansheng said calmly, fluttering in white, unparalleled domineering!

The Ninth Soul Inspiration was punished by the black sword and pierced into his body, the aura of destruction raged, and at the last moment he was sober, he deeply imprinted the figure and posture of the man in white into his mind, wanting to use magic to contact other souls , But it was too late.

He wanted to remind other spirits to avoid the world for thousands of years for the purpose of the soul mound, and wait until this monster is gone before being born!

At the moment when his consciousness disappeared, he seemed to see thousands of evil spirits rushing towards him, and those people seemed to have been killed by the soul grave method.

Death is not just the end, there is the endless hell waiting for him again...

The ninth soul is dead!The soul will never die!

Zhang Xuansheng glanced at the ninth soul that was turned into ashes, then put away the bronze coffin that was left in place, and was ready to study again.

Then he turned around and left, and came to a few black people who had been so frightened to carry the coffin.

Zhang Xuansheng was a little disdainful, although he didn't know why Xilu people practiced so fast and gained strength so easily.

But the state of mind is far inferior to the cultivators of the same realm of the Nine Heavens Continent, such as Yao Zun, even if they were previously hostile, he had to admit the courage of the opponent.

If the Yao Zun and these black people had changed positions, it would definitely not be such a lack of fighting spirit at this time.

Thinking of this, he looked back at Yaozun.

I saw Yao Zun looked at himself with admiration, holding the Ling Xun Tong who was recording in his hand.

Zhang Xuansheng:...

"My hero Xuansheng, I have taken photos of your heroic fighting pose. Lieyang boldly asks my hero to allow me to use this image to inspire the military spirit of the monster race, so as to help you further control the race."

Yao Zun saw Zhang Xuansheng not speaking, so he explained.

Zhang Xuansheng just came across. He thought that Yao Zun had become more immortal on the Internet recently, and he was poisoned. It turned out to be to increase his prestige in the hearts of the Yao race.

Although they had already made a great oath of heaven and earth, these demon cultivators who accompanied them to participate in the Battle of the Great Abyss were naturally convinced after seeing their own efforts to turn the tide.

But those demon races in the rear, who didn't see them, were not always convinced.

Because the previous battle was too dangerous, and then Zhang Xuansheng's power was too fast, everyone/monsters were stunned, and naturally no one could record it, which made Yao Zun regretful.

I just caught the opportunity, so I naturally wanted to take a photo. If I could get the consent of the real person Xuansheng, it would be an excellent material for deterring all races and establishing prestige.

Look at it, meaning that the existence of the true fairyland, the existence that is more bullish than the Lord of the Great Abyss, is not lost in a word in front of the real person Xuansheng.

"You are interested, but I don't want to restrain the monster race too much. It's the same whether everyone accepts me or not."

Zhang Xuansheng said that he was sincere, and the demon race made a big oath to guarantee peace with the human race, and he was too lazy to manage and rule.

He also knows a little bit about Yaozun's thoughts, it is nothing more than that he feels safe to let the whole clan hold his big thick leg firmly.