Chapter 302 Its over!(1/3)
She is begging for death.
Yu Yang closed his eyes and sighed, but there seemed to be various scenes rolling in his heart, as if he saw the bright girl again.
A drought-bag is neither born nor dead, and even among all the fruits of Taoism, it is special. To a certain extent, neither birth nor death is an immortal life.
After three thousand years, countless emperors, generals and ministers in all dynasties, and outstanding geniuses pursue immortality but are unattainable.
But this woman had already obtained it, but she had no desire to live.
With his five fingers opened and closed, he was about to explore the three-foot forbidden area that could melt the iron of gold. Yang Yu himself didn't know whether the mustard seed space could accommodate such terrifying warmth.
But he wanted to give it a try and free her.
call!
The calm voice echoed, but the ghost felt a heavy hammer hitting his heart, and couldn't help but let out a loud roar:
"Get out!"
It didn't know what the person in front of him knew and where he knew it, but seeing him stretching out his palm without hesitation, the ghost still couldn't hold it.
Something is wrong with this Jinyiwei!
A sharp roar echoed, and it had exploded. A large fog instantly spread and rolled, forming a strange picture at an extremely fast speed.
In the picture, there is a altar covered with blue and black mist.
However,
The person is not here!
He is not here?
Not here?!
The ghost's heart was shocked, and his voice was extremely sharp:
"Nie Wendong!"
boom!
The moment these three words were revealed, a terrifying red light burst out, like a dam breaking a dam, and the rolling evil spirits were like boundless oceans.
In an instant, the entire cave was filled with it.
Rumble!
It was like a great sun bursting out all the light and heat of life in an instant. In just an instant, the entire cave was filled with red light.
The indescribable horror and evil spirit swept through everything.
"ah!"
In the abyss, on the stone bridge, and more hidden places, hundreds, thousands or tens of thousands of various corpses seem to have felt the most terrifying existence in the world.
He shivered and couldn't get up.
Even if he was killed on the spot by the sword, he would not dare to dodge at all!
"Drought Ba, born!"
Looking at the scorching red light, Qi Gang's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he killed the corpse blocking the road in front of him and rushed to the other side.
However, he stopped.
It was not because I was stopped by someone, but because I felt an unparalleled and powerful thought!
Huh huh huh ~
The red light roared, and the evil spirits seemed to be rolling in the middle.
Is this the will of the drought skull?
Qi Gang and Qin Jinfeng were all moved. What powerful will can cross the threshold of illusion and reality and manifest in the present world?
The true energy is insufficient, the furnace is insufficient, and the martial arts masters who are melted into hundreds of classics cannot.
Only by qi opening up all the orifices, opening up the mystical orifices, and walking to the great master in front of the Martial Saint Sect can we activate the essence of fist in the most intense battle.
But even a great master cannot reach this level, right?!
This drought bark has not yet been born, and its will has reached such a terrifying level?!
At this moment, whether it was Qin Jinfeng, Qi Gang, or even all the Jinyiwei and Long Yuanwei were shrouded in this substantial thought.
In his eyes, in his heart, all perceptions are filled with it.
The coldness is bone-broken and the heart is cold.
The drought has not recovered, and they can only support it. The drought has awakened, and they are only afraid...
This is true when watching from afar. Yang Yu, who was so close to him, even his heart roared. Even though he closed his eyes, he was still knocked open by this strong will that reached its limit.
For a moment, my heart was blank, and I saw those pictures rolling.
"The Buddha from the East is here, the little girl Nie Qing'er."
"Everyone says you are the most merciful. Please bless the people of Qingzhou to get a good harvest in the coming year. Please bless your father with peace and safety... Well, please bless the little girl to meet a good man..."
In the magnificent hall, the gilded Buddha sat with a smile, and a bright and beautiful girl knelt in front of the Buddha, burning incense and praying.
“Did you want too much?”
The girl muttered to put in incense and walked out of the gate. She saw heavy snow flying. She couldn't help but feel happy, but she didn't see a young man looking at her.
"This girl?!"
Seeing this scene, Qi Gang's mind suddenly shook and recognized who this woman was.
Many years ago, he had seen this woman once.
But how could she...
And he also recognized that the young man was Jilong Mountain...
...
"Let's go, far away!"
It was a quiet courtyard, a young man was holding a girl and begging.
"Elop?"
The girl pointed at the young man's eyebrows and bit her lips and said:
"My mother died early and my father raised me with great difficulty. How could I leave him?"
"Your father is not a good person..."
The young man wanted to speak but stopped.
"But he is my father after all..."
Bang!
While the two were arguing, the gate of the courtyard opened wide and a group of mermaids came out in a row. One person in front of him was as heavy as iron. Without saying a word, he ordered someone to take the two of them and take them away.
"Nie Wendong?!"
Suddenly shouts sounded, and everyone, including Qin Jinfeng and other Longyuan Guards, recognized the old man leading the way.
How could it be him?!
"He is the person behind it!"
...
"Dad, are you so angry?"
In the hall, the old man supported his forehead with his hands, his face was as heavy as iron. He did not say a word. The girl circled around the old father, constantly comforting him with soft words.
Seeing that the old father was unmoved, he said:
"Is it okay for my daughter to be willful? You have to be grandfather..."
Um?!
The girl never noticed that the old man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a terrifying light flashed.
...
"Sir, please help me!"
In the same hall, the young man kowtowed heavily, and repeatedly, knocking out the blood.
"Success?"
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold tone:
"I gave you all the fame and fortune, but you actually want me to fulfill it? Why?"
"Sir! I..."
The young man was speechless and gritted his teeth:
To be continued...