I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The only true world is a dry star field, where many dead stars suddenly burst into flames.

Pillars of scorching light shot out one after another, intertwining and intertwining in the dark void, forming a huge and complicated formation.

Buzz!

The dimensional barrier was penetrated, and a beam of light crossed over at a terrifying speed and landed directly in the center of the array. The light dispersed, revealing three figures.

"Moro, you are quite sure that you have no plans left. You have been preparing for this day for a long time, right?"

At this time, Jian Chi had regained his physical body, his eyebrows were grim, and he had successfully left the dead silence of extinction. The positions of the two sides once again returned to pure opposition, and the atmosphere became stagnant and depressing.

"Haha, after all, it is also a foreign world. There are many ten realms, so we should still have the respect we deserve."

"So, can we start trading?"

Moro had a smile on his face, but there was evil intent in his eyes. As he spoke, he spread his palms, revealing three true spirits with weak auras.

"Kuruo..."

The sword maniac's eyes widened, and he clenched the long sword with his palm, making a creaking sound, and the violent murderous intent in his body was uncontrollably vented.

"Senior Sword Chi, please calm down!"

Bai Jiange's expression changed, and he quickly stretched out his hand to stop Jian Chi. Moro could not die before his goal was achieved.

"call--"

Jian Chi took out a deep breath and suppressed the murderous intention in his heart. He suppressed it again and again, making the killing intention more pure and terrifying.

"Okay, Moro, you have already broken your promise once. It is impossible to hand over the Demonic Sword of Annihilation to you until you complete the request of Jiang Ge and me."

Jian Chi's eyes were dark, and he was deeply aware of Moro's shameless cunning. He would never compromise this time until he saw the true spirit entering reincarnation with his own eyes.

"This matter is easy to handle. You know that reincarnation is easy for me."

"Then, how about using an oath as a witness?"

"good!"

Jian Chi nodded. Neither party had the slightest trust in each other. If they wanted to complete the deal, they could only use oaths to check and balance each other.

"However, it is not only necessary to take the oath of the true spirit, but also the oath of the great road."

How could the sword idiot forget the identity of the person who fished the corpses in the Moro Mu River? He didn't know much about it. What if they, guys who can play with the true spirit, had a special way to get rid of the oath of the true spirit? Wouldn't it be a bamboo basket? All in vain.

Strong men are extremely cautious when swearing oaths. Every word and deed can arouse the sympathy of heaven and earth. Swearing with the true spirit will definitely attract the witness of the mother river. This is an established rule. And swearing by one's own way is even more related to the road to the great road. If one breaks the oath, one's heart will collapse, one's own way will collapse, and there will be no possibility of progress.

"Can."

Moro thought for a moment and then agreed. All he wanted was the Demon Sword of Annihilation. It was not difficult to send a few true spirits into reincarnation easily. There was no need to fight with the sword idiot.

After the agreement was reached, the three of them looked at each other and raised their hands to the sky. The true spirit in their souls shone brightly, and a trace of aura was connected.

"I Mora, I swear by my true spirit..."

"I am a swordsman, I swear by my true spirit..."

"I, Bai Jiange, swear by my true spirit..."

Buzz!

Inspired by the mother river, the established rules changed far away, and a vague wave came, covering the true spirits of the three people.

The content of the oath is entirely centered around transactions. Moro must ensure that the four true spirits will be sent into reincarnation, and the memories of past lives can be awakened, and that no hostile means will be left on the true spirits.

Bai Jiange and Bai Jiange had to promise that after Moro completed the agreement, they would hand over the Demonic Sword of Annihilation (the body) to Moro, but they could not leave any back-up on the Demonic Sword.

The three of them were extremely cautious, and they took the wording to the extreme, not missing any detail, and definitely not giving the other party a chance to exploit any loopholes.

After that, he stirred up his Taoist heart and made an oath to the Taoism. The contents were generally the same.

"Little guy, give me your senior sister's true spirit!"

With a smile in his eyes, Moro slowly opened his palms towards Bai Jiange. He was extremely curious about Bai Jiange. He couldn't understand why a boy from the Eighth Realm could accomplish something that even a swordsman could not do.

"Sister..."

Bai Jiange took out the pitch-black clay pot from his arms, with reluctance and expectation in his eyes, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"Senior sister, you will be fine soon. No matter how long it takes, junior brother will be waiting for your return..."

Bai Jiange looked solemn and threw the clay pot to Moro. Moro took the pot and shattered it with a shake of his hand, taking out a broken and weak true spirit.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation! Now!"

Moro clasped his hands together, and the black "swastika" symbol in the center of his eyebrows was reversed crazily. The dark Buddha light behind his head expanded and extended, splitting into six dark and deep holes. The black holes formed a ring, spinning wildly, and gradually merged into a single huge whirlpool black hole.

Moro's expression was slightly stern, and traces of strange aura were stripped out of his body, tightly entwining the four true spirits in his hands. Under the intertwining of the auras, the true spirits that were on the verge of destruction gradually became stable.

"Go! Reincarnation!"

Buzz!

This strange aura formed by the fusion of the body of reincarnation and the insomnia spirit trembled slightly, condensed into lotus flowers, wrapped the true spirit, and slowly floated towards the dark whirlpool.

The three of them stared at the lotus tightly, but none of them noticed that the Twelfth Floor Master Order on Bai Jiange's waist flashed a glimmer of light, and four unobservable threads shot out, penetrated the lotus, and tightly wrapped around the true spirit. above.

boom!

When the four lotuses carrying the true spirit were all submerged in the dark vortex, the passage leading to reincarnation trembled violently, shrank into a black dot and disappeared.

"Fulfill your oath."

There was a mocking smile in Moro's eyes, and he slowly extended his palm into the void and took out a dark scabbard.

The obscure aura of the scabbard is made of unknown materials. It is neither wood nor stone, nor gold nor jade. It is engraved with mysterious patterns, and the aura of endless years lingers, making it extremely mysterious.

"Amiya Buddha! Who do you think I am? A fool?"

The smile in Moro's eyes became even greater. How could he not know how terrifying the Demonic Sword of Annihilation was? If he could touch the Demonic Sword, he would have gone to get it himself without wasting so much effort.

Xiao Jiujiu, who is in the hearts of the two sword-crazy people, has long understood and prepared things to carry the Demonic Sword of Annihilation. As long as the Demonic Sword is in hand, with his wisdom, he can naturally figure out a way to make the Demonic Sword recognize its owner. The maximum time delay is until he breaks through the ten realms.

"Boy, why are you standing still? Do you want to break your oath?"

Moro held the hilt of the sword, and his eyes became even more playful. Huh, it's the brat named Bai again. He hates guys named Bai the most.

Bai Jiange's expression darkened. He and Jian Chi seemed to have oversimplified the matter. Although they didn't know what the dark scabbard was, looking at Moro's fearless appearance, it was definitely not simple. I'm afraid it could really carry tyranny. The evil sword of annihilation.

"Jian Ge, give it to him, the oath cannot be broken!"

Jian Chi's face was also extremely ugly. Without the Demonic Sword of Annihilation, the two of them would not be Moro's opponents. Unfortunately, the time limit had already been set in the oath, and it was impossible to delay it.

Bai Jiange nodded helplessly, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand and threw the Demonic Sword of Annihilation. The moment the Demonic Sword left his hand, the silent sword body trembled slightly, and the terrifying and violent aura burst out again, overflowing with sharpness, everywhere it passed. Everything is shattered.

Moro's eyes showed joy, turning a blind eye to the terror of the magic sword. He raised his palm with great confidence and used the hilt of the sword to catch the gray-white sword shadow coming from him.

Clang!

The hilt of the sword slightly catches the Demonic Sword of Annihilation and fits tightly, as if the scabbard is tailor-made for the Demonic Sword. The moment the magic sword was sheathed, the violent aura immediately dissipated, and he fell into calm again.

"It seems that I am still more skilled, what? If you haven't escaped yet, are you trying to do your best!?"

"Hahaha! Just you?"

Moro changed his usual composure and looked up to the sky laughing with a proud gesture beyond words. How could he not be happy and proud after finally obtaining an ancient artifact? There is no need to suppress yourself, vent your inner emotions without reservation.

"Haha, my biggest regret has been completed, so what if I die? Moro, although you did help me, we got it with the magic sword, and it's not a favor at all."

"There is nothing more between us. The hatred you drive to tease me is indelible. Let's end it today!"

Jian Chi's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand lost the influence of its mother body and became active again. The light of the Tribulation Sword was erratic, containing the ultimate power of destruction.

Bai Jiange remained silent, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Yudu Sword, and the mighty sword intent rose into the sky. Five shadows holding sharp swords faintly appeared behind him, and their aura was extremely violent.

"Hmph! Stupid!"

Moro's eyes flashed with murderous intent, even if Jian Chi and others didn't settle the score with him, he would not let them go. The information about the Demon Sword of Annihilation in his hands must be kept strictly confidential, at least until he breaks through the ten realms.

Therefore, the two insiders, Jian Chi and Bai Jiange, must be eradicated. From the very beginning, both parties decided to kill each other, so they did not add an agreement in the oath not to attack each other. The moment the deal was completed, the oath had been reached, so both parties had nothing to do when they started to fight. Scruples.

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation! Appear!"

Boom!

The void buzzed fiercely, and five dark figures jumped out from Moro's body. Each held an object with a strange aura in their hands. They stood in different directions in an instant, activated the secret method, and a dark world descended instantly.

Moro has regained his former power, and has gone one step further, reaching the realm of becoming an emperor. The six-path reincarnation formation he has deployed now is much more terrifying than the time he ambush Bai Donglin.

"kill!!"

"Sword Prison Senluo!"

Naturally, the sword fanatic would not pay attention. The sharp sword in his hand was slashed out, and the sword light of endless tribulation emerged and gathered, forming a vast world of swords. The sword was cut and destroyed in darkness.

"Hmph! You, the emperor, are still a little short of the mark."

A dark demon Buddha emerged from the shadows, and pressed down with its boundless giant palm. The five elements in the palm of the palm were reversed, light and darkness repeated, and the extremely sharp sword prison was directly smashed into pieces.

"A long sword sings a song, a sword opens the duckweed together!"

Bai Jiange's eyes were bright and hot, his white hair and white robes were stirring, and the shadows behind him disappeared into his body one after another. His aura surged wildly, and the white jade sword in his hand slowly fell down.

"Eh? What a scary boy!"

Moro was stunned. In a daze, he saw a familiar shadow on Bai Jiange. He was also young, could also unleash terrifying attacks far beyond his realm, and even his face was somewhat similar.

"Could it be..."

Moro's heart trembled and he couldn't help but shook his head. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? How could the same monster be born in the same place? This chance was extremely slim.

"Hmph! Damn you little devil, mess with my mind, kill me!!"

Moro's eyes turned cold, he cut away his distracting thoughts, used the Six Paths of Samsara Fist, and crushed Bai Jiange away.

Boom!

After a fierce battle, the dark world was almost torn apart. The sword fanatic who was originally injured by taking the sword was on the verge of exhaustion after the battle. Bai Jiange was not much better. After all, he was still a big difference in realm and could not cause any harm to Moro. , if it weren’t for Jian Chi’s protection, he would have died long ago.

"Ahem, Jiange, it's me who has caused trouble for you!"

The sword idiot looked pale as he forced himself to squeeze out the power within his body to block Moro's violent attack.

"Senior, this is my own choice. Didn't I save my senior sister? This is enough."

"and……"

"We haven't lost yet!"

Bai Jiange's expression was stern, and an invisible majesty spread out. His thoughts moved slightly, and he probed into the depths of his soul, towards the active swordfish.

He saw those strange phantoms again, the sword sound that resounded throughout the world, the terrifying murderous intent, and four distant places, as if something was waiting for his call.

"Final Yan·Sword..."

Buzz!

The token on Bai Jiange's waist trembled slightly, and a palm suddenly poked out from it, ethereal and traceless, with a vague aura.

Ignoring all obstacles, he fiercely grabbed Moro's head.

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