Creation of the whole people: the beginning creates chaos

Chapter 211 Dugu seeks defeat!

In the fantasy world, the way of heaven is always dark.

Tang Xia's Divine Kingdom is no exception. There is an ancient great god named Dugu Clan. His original name is unknown. He was born in the mortal world.

He started practicing martial arts at the age of ten, and at the age of thirteen he was already invincible to the younger generation. The younger generation who could be killed with a purple gold soft sword in his hand turned pale.

At only eighteen years old, he was already invincible in the mortal world, and then finally comprehended the supernatural powers, stepped into the supreme realm, and started the path of cultivation. At the age of thirty, he had already broken the infinite shackles and ascended to the upper realm.

Since then, the legends and deeds of the Dugu family in the mortal world have been cut off, leaving behind a generation of legends of ascension, which inspire future generations.

The Dugu family who came to the upper realm did not stop their footsteps, and their cultivation base rose rapidly along the way, and their realms rose sharply. They broke through three realms in a year, and soon reached the second-level strength.

Then, ten years later, he broke through the three realms and reached the third level of strength.

Here, the number of people who died under Dugu's subordinates is unknown, as the saying goes, one general will be successful and his bones will be dry.

However, when the way of heaven is limited, even if the talent is as Dugu's, the final cultivation still slows down.

Tens of thousands of years passed by in a hurry, and Dugu's family broke through a boundary, and after a million years, Dugu's family broke through another boundary.

But a million years later, even if the Dugu Clan defeated countless masters in the Upper Realm, they would still be unable to step into a higher realm after spending an unknown amount of time.

But he can still feel that his cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, but his realm is stagnant.

Another billions of years have passed, and Dugu Baitian has been able to defeat all the masters in the world who are in the same realm as him with one move, but he is still unable to break through the realm.

He was invincible through the ages, and all he wanted in his life was a defeat. He was obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, and when he looked back, he realized that all the old people had fallen, and he was the only one left.

This feeling of loneliness and loneliness did not defeat him, but made him more tenacious and more obsessed with the way of swordsmanship.

From then on, the Dugu Clan changed its name to Dugu Qiubai, just for the sake of one defeat. However, the gods born from ancient times in the world, or the newly promoted gods, are all vulnerable to one blow. I want to hurt people's lives, but I don't know how many murders I have to make.

Just like that, another billions of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, he saw a new world one day, and he broke into it, wanting to claim a defeat, forcing a powerful existence to defeat himself, so he issued a move, an ordinary sword light.

But it was just that ordinary sword light, and all the creatures in the endless world were killed by him.

From then on, Dugu Qiubai regretted it inexplicably, and vowed that he would never act rashly before finding out the opponent's strength.

Ever since, for endless years, he has always come across another world every once in a while, and every time he runs into it full of joy, but every time he runs out in frustration.

His cultivation is getting stronger day by day, and his swordsmanship is also getting better day by day, but his realm has always stagnated, and he doesn't know why and how to break through.

Until one day came, it was the only failure in his life, that is, that failure, which ignited his almost dead Dao heart again. It was a world of technological gods. lost his own men.

The other party was able to copy himself, he was no match for himself, fortunately, he did not die...

Since that day, he has practiced swordsmanship even more hard and indulged in the way of swordsmanship. No one knows how terrifying his strength is.

But not long ago, probably hundreds of thousands of years ago, he encountered that kingdom of God again, and that kingdom of God copied him again. However, this time, he was not defeated, he was just a simple sword , and beheaded himself.

It's not that he copied by that kingdom of God is still the previous him, but that he is now able to instantly kill the copied self.

No one knows how much effort he put into it, only the sword that accompanied him day and night knows.

That sword is still the sword he wore in the past, and it is also the mortal sword. Although it is a mortal sword, it has the god of the sword.

There is no divine sword in the world, and when there is a sword god, there will be a divine sword.

For the sword god, it is the same whether there is a sword or not, and it is the same if the sword is good or bad. When the sword is strong enough, whatever it uses is as powerful as a divine sword, just like his mortal sword.

It's not that Dugu Qiubai couldn't get rid of the shackles of the sword, he had already stepped into an unknown state in the way of the sword, and he was able to win without a sword with a sword many years ago, but he was used to the company of this ordinary sword, that's all. This is also his only old friend...

In the upper realm, in a deep mountain and old forest, in a bamboo house.

There was an old man, like a candle in the wind, or a leaf falling in the sky, his body was bleak, as if he would die at any moment.

If someone who knew him was here, his eyes would definitely be wide open, because the plain-looking old man in front of him who seemed likely to pass away at any time was the sword god who left countless legends, Dugu Qiubai!

"The old man is like falling leaves in the wind, withering one after another..." The old man watched the bamboo leaves fluttering with the wind, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his cloudy eyes. He was thinking of his childhood playmates and thinking of his teacher who taught him swordsmanship.

But he was too obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, with no other distractions, no foreign objects and no emotions in his heart. When he suddenly woke up and looked back, he realized that his old friend had already passed away.

He went to see their reincarnations, but after reincarnation, they were not the old friends after all.

He turned into various identities, leading them on the road of cultivation, and comforting them a little.

Until one day, he found out that the reincarnation of the old man was very different from his previous life. After embarking on the path of cultivation, he committed all sorts of crimes and dominated the entire world.

Then he personally sent him to reincarnation, and never saw him again. He understood that the reincarnation was not the previous life, and only the remembrance of the old person was left in his heart.

As for such deeds, he has no regrets, and he has never been afraid of others saying him. He is only obsessed with swordsmanship. Whether he is a good person or a bad person, it will be nothing but nothing.

Do whatever you want, like this sword.

Dugu Qiubai cast his eyes on his own sword, it was already shattered, if not for his divine power, it might have been shattered already.

This situation has been going on for countless years, and it seems to be broken, but it has never been broken.

"Huh? Here we go again! I hope there is someone in this world who can defeat me!"

Suddenly, Dugu Qiubai put away his reminiscence, looked up to the sky, and he felt the aura he felt in the past again, those auras from other worlds! ! !
(End of this chapter)