I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 54

No one can describe the brilliance of this knife, and no one can describe the style of this knife...

I just felt an indescribable majesty of heaven and earth rushing towards my face, as if engulfed in the will of the gods, it fell mercilessly on the Beihan robbery stele.

boom--

The dazzling light engulfs everything.

The violent impact and violent sound waves rushed in all directions like a tide, blowing down the buildings of the City Lord's Mansion piece by piece.

Bricks and tiles splashed and sawdust flew.

A stream of inexplicable Siobang Dao rhyme turned into a light curtain to protect the Beihan Tribulation Stele, and also protect Yang Gang under the ice monument.

"It's still... not enough!"

Yang Gang's stature was short, and he almost bent his knees and knelt down under the boundless power of a heavenly knife.

He carried the Beihan robbery stele, staggered and roared unwillingly!

"Give it to me—burn!"

The Great Sun Fen Tian Primordial Spirit is like a small sun, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.The ice and snow of the Beihan Jiebei melted, and the wisps of sitting and forgetting Dao rhymes were forcibly integrated into his body like flowing water.

Then it turned into a series of transcendent, ethereal and indeterminate powers of the fairyland.

"good."

Song Youque only made a faint comment.

Then, he cut out the second knife.

Heavenly Knife - breaking the robbery.

Thousands of sword lights converged in one beam, and the incomparably condensed light of the sword instantly cut on the Beihan Tribulation Stele.

'click~~'

The ice tablet that has been passed down for thousands of years has cracks like spider webs on the surface, as if it will be completely shattered into slag when the cold wind blows.

Yang Gang knelt down on one knee, supporting the ground with one hand, and dragging the Beihan Tribulation Monument on his shoulder with the other.

As if carrying mountains, carrying hope.

He clenched his teeth, desperately absorbing the power of Zuo Wang Dao Yun, and melted into his body.

"So what about immortals? So what about sitting and forgetting scriptures? It's not that Song has never killed an immortal. Just like what you said just now, power is in the hands of people, not a dead thing."

Song Youque looked indifferent, and took a step forward.

suddenly.

His steps stopped.

Turned his head and looked at a 'corpse' on the ground.

The cold wind was biting, blowing the blood-colored red clothes, Ye Hongyi's already icy body suddenly sounded a very slow but powerful heartbeat.

"Boom~~~"

"dong dong~~"

On the blood-stained face, the rigid flushing and unwillingness calmed down little by little, and the body softened little by little.In her heart, a scarlet Dao Heart is rapidly recondensing.

Ye Hongyi seemed to have had a dream.

next moment.

Her body, drained of vitality, slowly sat up from the ground.

The pupils suddenly opened.

For example, Wang Chunshui looked at Yang Gang who was carrying the Northern Cold Stele, with indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

"???"

Yang Gang was completely shocked.

What's the situation, can they be resurrected after dying like that?And... what kind of look is this?
Why is it even more so than when Zhao Ling saw him...

"Ah~~~" A sigh sounded.

"Love kills three lives, reunites Dao Xin. You have finally taken this step..." Song Youque looked at his daughter with a somewhat complicated expression.

It seems to be gratified, it seems to be regrettable, but there is no surprise or accident.

"Yeah. It turns out that Yuqing...can really become a Taoist."

Ye Hongyi said softly, his eyes were always on Yang Gang, as if he was the only one in the world.At this moment, all the crazy murderous thoughts in her dissipated, and her infatuated personality had completely gained the upper hand.

Yang Gang was dumbfounded.

The people around were also dumbfounded.

What kind of heart-cutting formula is really evil!
Not only can he ask questions, but he can also be extremely affectionate and gather an infatuated Taoist heart?

"it is good."

Song Youwu nodded, "After I resolve these troubles for my father, I will abide by the agreement, and wait for you to pass the Yuanshen Tribulation... come and kill me."

Say it.

He slashed at Yang Gang with a single blow.

'Ding~' There was a crisp sound of sword collision.

Holding a red sword, Ye Hongyi appeared in front of Yang Gang like a ghost.

Slowly shaking his head: "It's not important, it's not important anymore. But he... is important."

"I don't allow you to kill him." She said every word, and suddenly an astonishing aura erupted from her body, which was ten times stronger than before, and she entered the realm of primordial spirit.

A cold wind blew inexplicably in the sky.

Like a bone-scraping steel knife, it is so dark that it seems to be able to penetrate the flesh and blood.

One of the three kalpas of the gods of wind, fire, and thunder, the kalpa of Yinfeng is about to come.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Song Youque's expression was shocked, and his voice was angry.

"I know, and I know very well."

A mocking smile appeared on Ye Hongyi's face, "Isn't everything in your expectation?"

"Go away."

Song Youque finally became angry in a rare way, and swept Ye Hongyi away with a sweeping knife.

Heavenly Knife - breaking the robbery.

The incomparably condensed sword light fell on Yang Gang's head with a decisive killing intent.

Ye Hongyi's expression remained unchanged, he held the red sword in his hand, and suddenly stabbed out a sword energy full of the aura of the world of mortals.

The cold wind blows, the red clothes flutter, the beauty is like jade-the sword is like a rainbow.

"Pfft~~"

The sword light pierced through a soft body.

Bright red blood splashed and sprinkled on Yang Gang's face.

A piece of warm.

"I told you that you are not allowed to kill him." Ye Hongyi smiled foolishly, and the red sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Even if she has stepped into the realm of Yuanshen one step at a time, even if she has mastered the Heart Art of Zhanqing and is extremely affectionate, she is far from being an opponent of Tiandao.

She turned her head to look at Yang Gang, her eyes were as affectionate as water.

The body fell limply.

Blocking the fatal blow for Yang Gang, her infatuated Dao heart that had just been condensed was shattered again.The viscera and six internal organs were completely pulverized by the violent force.

This time, it is really hard to save the gods.

"Red clothes~~" Song Youque froze on the spot, holding the supreme sword of the Giant God Clan, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

however.

At this time, Ye Hongyi only had Yang Gang in his eyes.

She was dying and crawled on the ground, exhausting all her strength, and finally... crawled to Yang Gang's feet.

He staggered up and leaned his upper body against Yang Gang's arms.

Ye Hongyi touched his face, smiling all over his face: "I said that I will die in your arms."

"I..." Yang Gang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Shh."

Ye Hongyi gently pressed his lips, "Don't talk, I know, I know you don't like me...it's okay. I can lean in your arms before I die, I'm satisfied..."

Yang Gang's cheeks suddenly became hot.

"Giggle~" Ye Hongyi smiled coquettishly, her red lips slowly leaving Yang Gang's cheeks.

Leaning her head in his arms, she said softly, "Remember, I... My name is Song... Hong Ye." After finishing speaking, she gently closed her eyes with a peaceful smile on her face.

The body no longer has a trace of breath.

Ye Hongyi died.

Died in the hands of her father Tiandao, died in Yang Gang's arms, and died with satisfaction, without any regrets.

"..."

Zhao Ling stared blankly at the two cuddling each other, his pupils trembling.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a long whistle.

An incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Song Youque's body, causing a gust of wind.

He paused suddenly, his hair loosened, and he looked at Yang Gang coldly.

"It was you, you killed her."

"I killed her?"

Yang Gang sneered, laid Ye Hongyi's body flat on the ground, got up slowly, and lifted the Beihan Jiebei Stele.

At the same time, he silently picked up a knife on the ground.

"It's still a little bit, just a little bit..." He faced the sky knife Song Youque, and raised the ordinary long knife in his hand.

Song Youque, who fell into a rage, obviously wouldn't give him another chance.

Then, only war!

Walking with the stele on his back, Yang Gang carried the Beihan robbery stele and walked towards Song Youque.

He took the initiative to swing a knife.

"Burning the sky!"

The Da Ri Fen Tian Primordial Spirit burned completely, and finally turned into a ray of brilliant light, merged into the long knife, and shot out with electricity.

Bang!
Song Youque swung his saber horizontally, and directly cut off the Da Ri Fen Tian Yuan Shen into dust.

Yang Gang spat out a mouthful of blood 'puchi'.

His eyes turned black for a while, and his pupils became dizzy for a moment.

The primordial spirit is gone, and his vitality is completely cut off.

this life.

It's already come to an end.

"Haha, hahaha" However, Yang Gang smiled brightly.

Pieces of the Northern Cold Tribulation Tablet on his shoulders shattered and disintegrated, and wisps of the rhyme of sitting and forgetting the Tao melted into the body.

This battle was extremely tragic.

But it's finally time to end!
Yang Gang's body suddenly erupted with an aura, as if possessed by a fairy god, and his body was full of mysterious sitting and forgetting dao rhymes.

(End of this chapter)