Chapter 1588 (1/2)

In the face of Huang He's attack, Zhang Xuan cuts it out with a sword.

The purple sword went straight to the sky full of golden light, which came from the sword of the demon sword. When it cut the sky full of golden light, it didn't raise a wave, even it was swallowed directly by the sky full of golden light.

That cut out of the sword, also didn't bring Zhang Xuan a little feedback, just like disappeared out of thin air.

The golden light came to Zhang Xuan again. At the same time, Huang He's voice rang out.

"It doesn't belong to any space, it's a place to jump off, to destroy the world, to absorb the power of the world, to destroy everything, but it's here. But there is no power, can let absorb, not to mention you, even if it is Xuantian's demon sword, come here. I can't lift any waves. Zhang Xuan, let's appoint him. "

At this moment, Huang He's tone, even with a kind of compassion, as if to let Zhang Xuan let go, is for Zhang Xuan good general.

Naturally, Zhang Xuan could not be caught without a hand. He also tried to summon Yin Yue, but like Zhan Ling, Yin Yue and Yao RI. They can't show up.

Zhang Xuan waved his arms in succession, and one sword after another cut the golden awn.

But just as Huang He said, all the swords cut by Zhang Xuan completely dissipated in the golden light of the sky, without any influence on the golden light.

"Zhang Xuan, you don't have to make meaningless resistance any more. What I want is not your life, just the lotus. You can't see your father when you were born. When you are in your early 10 years, your mother sacrifices herself. This shouldn't have happened to you. You should have a harmonious and happy family. Now you should be at home, enjoying and living The warm time of parents together, all you have experienced and all your sufferings are just imposed on you. Now, you just need to relax, you just need to give up resistance, and you don't have to endure such torture any more. Only in this way can you find your true self. "

Huang He's voice, with a kind of magic. Like the spring breeze, people can't help but relax.

It can be seen that the purple sword in Zhang Xuan's hand gradually became illusory and then dissipated.

At this moment, everything around is full of golden light, only a huge colorful lotus floating there.

Huang He sat on the lotus with his knees crossed, just like the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist Scripture, who came to help all living beings.

"Zhang Xuan, give up resistance. As long as you give up everything, you can see your father and your mother and come back to you. Let go. It's not up to you. You're too tired. "

Golden light, with a warm, like the March wind in which a ray of sunshine sprinkled on the body, people are particularly comfortable.

Just as the golden light was about to spread to Zhang Xuan, a lotus emerged from the top of Zhang Xuan's head, whirled, sprinkled light, and covered his whole body.

Zhang Xuan had become a little obsessed with the eyes, and suddenly clear up, his hands just dissipated the purple sword, and re cohesion.