I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 53 Walking on the shoulder of the monument, changing fate against the sky!

The world of mortals forgets the way, forgets the past and adds everything in the past to the present, which is the way of sitting and forgetting.

Just like the famous saying '1 years is too long, seize the day! '

Zhao Ling held a gun in one hand, and pressed the other on the Beihan Jie stele.

When wisps of dao rhymes came to her mind, she suddenly understood what the way of sitting and forgetting was, and she understood the content of the general outline of the Heart Art of Severing Love little by little.

And sitting and forgetting the scriptures... how can there be such a thing as sitting and forgetting the scriptures in this world.

The past, non-existent, forgotten, untouchable Tao... belongs to the Sutra of Sitting Wangjing!If you have to say what is the Sutra of Zuowang, the Daoyun of Zuowang that has been preserved for countless years on the Beihan Jiebei Stele is the essence of Zuowangjing.

The three plum blossom marks on Zhao Ling's face gradually faded away.At the same time, his strong emotions were quickly assimilated by Zuo Wang Dao Yun, gradually losing the breath of 'humanity'.

The Heavenly Knife is coming.

But he saw a long spear piercing the sky, and with a 'ding' sound, it hit the tip of the sky knife.

A circle of invisible ripples spread outward.

Zhao Ling was shocked all over, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he continued to blend the rhyme of sitting and forgetting Dao without expression.

"Huh?" The Yuanshen masters around all showed surprise.

Song Youque's expression was a little more solemn.

The vibration of the Beihan Jiebei Stele became more and more violent, and it seemed that he was helping Zhao Ling to speed up the integration of the Zuowang Taoist rhyme on the Beihan Jiebei Stele.

"Yang Ling~~~" Zhao Ling turned to look at Yang Gang.

"You have always protected me. This time... let Ling protect you once!"

"Just this time..."

Her gaze showed deep nostalgia and reluctance, but it quickly faded away little by little.

Instead, there is a kind of indifference and ruthlessness, as if everything is passing by, even the most beloved person will be a passerby from now on.

Zhao Ling knew that after this glance, he would no longer be able to remember the person in front of him in this life, or even in eternity.

But it's her choice.

As long as she can save Yang Gang, she has no regrets.

It's just like angina.

But the colic only lasted for a moment, and then it was washed away and faded by the breath of the way of sitting and forgetting, and was ruthlessly deprived of it!

The woman holding a long gun has a faint aura on her body that is getting stronger and stronger.

The transformation from human to immortal is about to be completed.

"Heh~~"

Yang Gang suddenly laughed.

Looking at the ethereal Zhao Ling, he stretched out two fingers and gently pinched her chin.

She smiled and asked, "When did I promise you that you would protect me?"

"Ok?"

A trace of astonishment appeared on Zhao Ling's face, like a fairy who was suddenly pulled into the mortal world.

"You, are you worthy?"

With a smile on his face, Yang Gang suddenly slapped his palm down.

Zhao Ling was completely unprepared, and the palm he was pressing on the Beihan robbery stele was directly knocked down by him.

"you"

The dusty aura melted and disintegrated quickly, Zhao Ling looked at Yang Gang with astonishment and shock, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

The fusion of Zuowang Daoyun came to an abrupt end, and Beihan Jiebei regained its calm amidst the tremors.

He doesn't want to live anymore?
Not only Zhao Ling, but also Song Youque, the snow mountain old devil who was spying in the dark, and all the masters of the Sifang City Primordial Spirit around him all looked astonished.

The most affectionate?
Don't want to live?

still is……

'clatter'

A broad and strong palm pressed down on the Beihan Jiebei Stele again.

A cold wind blows.

The Beihan robbery stele remained indifferent.

Everyone couldn't help but startled.

There is some funny in my heart.

What does he want to do?How could he do such a stupid thing, thinking that just anyone can activate Zuo Wang Dao Rhyme and fuse the Beihan Tribulation Stele that has been passed down for thousands of years and cannot be unsealed?

not far away.

Song Youque shook his head in disappointment, and raised the long knife in his hand again, "I'm so overwhelmed, I take back my previous evaluation."

After all, it is necessary to end this chaos with a knife.

"rise!"

A cold drink.

The Beihan Jiebei Monument trembled.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Yang Gang picked up the huge ice tablet and carried it on his shoulders.

"Burn!"

The reddish-brown Zhanqing Zhengang ignited from Yang Gang's shoulders, seemingly endless, turning into a ball of flames and burning the Beihan Jiebei Stele.

hum-

There was a faint tremor in the peaceful Beihan Jiebei.

"not enough."

"not enough!"

Yang Gang shook his head lightly, and suddenly shouted: "Burning!"

Qi and blood were scalding like magma, and the real body was burning like a flame, completely enveloping the Beihan Tribulation Monument from within his body.

buzz-

The Beihan Jiebei shook again, emitting a wave of air.

at last.

A ethereal dao rhyme that appeared from the surface of the huge ice monument, which made people seem to be forgotten even at a glance.

"what?"

"He can really resonate with the Zuowang Daoyun on the Beihan Jie stele?"

"Could it be that he has already mastered the Art of Severing Love--Cultivated to great success?"

Many souls around looked surprised. This little boy in the real world brought them too many surprises today.

"But so what, Zhan Qing Xin Jue can unlock the Beihan Tribulation Stele, but it cannot control the power of this fairyland treasure. Today is still a dead end for the two of them!" Someone shook his head and sighed.

Naturally, they don't know that Yang Gang's heart-cutting formula is actually not great, but he is a person who really has no previous life.

"not enough."

"It's still not enough!"

Yang Gang raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, gnashing his teeth: "I will definitely do it, change my fate against the sky!"

His face was contorted for a while, and traces of blood overflowed from his ears, nose and eyes.

Suddenly.

A phantom of the primordial spirit, like a sun, slowly emerged from the top of Yang Gang's head, burning like a flame, emitting a dazzling light.In an instant, his whole body's stellar energy and primordial spirit turned into a pillar of fire that soared into the sky at the same time, roasting the Beihan robbery stele crazily.

buzzing-

Beihan Jiebei once again burst into the sky with a strong aura.It was actually the same power as when Zhao Ling touched it just now.

"Burning soul?"

"He's crazy!"

A Yuanshen Grandmaster exclaimed in shock: "It is not enough to burn out the true scorpion, but he still has to burn the Yuanshen to forcibly fuse the Zuowang Daoyun on the robbery stele! If he really succeeds...even if he succeeds, he will die Undoubtedly!"

"This kid is crazy!" One person sneered.

"Love is unparalleled, I would rather die than regret." An old Yuanshen master sighed, "This child... what a pity!"

"Yang Ling, Yang Ling...don't!" Zhao Ling's lips trembled, she wanted to rush to Yang Gang like crazy, but was pushed away by an invisible force.At this moment, despair and regret filled Zhao Ling's heart.

She hates herself, hates herself so much...

Why revenge?Why let him bear all this for himself?Why...he wants to be so nice to me?

Are the two of them destined to die?
"no, I can not."

Zhao Ling's eyes gradually became firm, "If you die, I will never live alone..." If there is an afterlife, Ah Ling... I will wash your clothes and wash your socks, beat and scold you, and never regret it!
If there is an afterlife, you must... remember Ling!
in the field.

Song Youque's face sank like water.

Yang Gang's performance exceeded his expectations time and time again, giving him a feeling that the situation was beyond his control.

This feeling is very bad.

At this moment, a trace of seriousness flashed in the eyes of the invincible Heavenly Knife across the North.

then.

A faint aura rose from him, indifferent and majestic, just like Tianwei.

"Come on the knife."

He suddenly raised his hand.

Above the sky, a ray of brilliance suddenly lit up, falling like a comet into Song Youque's hands, and turning into a huge bronze sky knife one foot long and three feet wide.

"It's the Supreme Sky Knife!"

"No, hurry up, stay away!"

The expressions of all the primordial spirits in the square changed wildly, and they quickly retreated like crazy, avoiding them far away.

"Heavenly Knife—There is a shortage."

A sigh, with indescribable melancholy and loneliness.

The supreme heavenly sword that has been passed down for thousands of years by the giant gods - cut down.

this moment.

The world seemed to have collapsed.

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