"A completely new personality with no previous life?"
Yang Gang read this sentence silently.
A vague thought suddenly arose in my mind.
Song Youque said: "But in this world, who doesn't have a previous life? Therefore, only by practicing the heart-breaking art of love and conforming to the method of sitting and forgetting on the calamity stele can the Beihan calamity stele be cracked."
"My friend, do you still have any questions?"
"alright, you win."
Yang Gang spread his hands and said helplessly: "The Beihan Tribulation Monument belongs to you, please send me on my way. If you can take away the life of the Heavenly Sword Girl, my life... is worth it."
"It is not my way to sit and forget the scriptures."
Song Youque glanced at the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
There was an extremely powerful self-confidence in his words. For someone like him, the door to the fairyland was probably not a question of whether he wanted to enter, but whether he was willing to enter.
"But you... do deserve to die."
Song Youque raised the very ordinary long sword and was about to slash out the peerless heavenly sword.
"etc."
A voice suddenly sounded at this time.
"What?"
Yang Gang turned around and looked in shock.
Zhao Ling walked over step by step.
She had lost all her shoes, but she still held on to the spear that she regarded as life.
"You are not allowed to kill him!"
She held her gun in front of Yang Gang, and her innocent words made people laugh.
"What are you here for?"
Yang Gang pulled Zhao Ling behind him, with a hint of anger in his voice.
"It turns out they are a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. Then... I'll send you on the road together." Song Youque couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and suddenly slashed down with his long knife.
The sword's stunning light split the space.
The pressure that was like the power of heaven made everyone in the square unsteady.
Heavenly Sword!
Yang Gang's pupils shrank severely.
In just an instant, the sword light was in front of him.
"Fengtian!"
"Mountains and seas!"
"soul!"
Between the electric light and flint, three splendid sword lights hit the sky sword sword light one after another like overlapping waves.
boom!
Gang Qi spurted out, gravel flew, and the wild air flow shattered everything around it into pieces.
A figure rushed out of the turbulent flow and hit the Beihan Tribulation Monument heavily.
"Wow~~"
Yang Gang put down Zhao Ling who was protected in his arms, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"What a heavenly sword, I saw it today." Yang Gang said with a sad smile, blood mixed in his mouth.
"good."
Song Youque nodded lightly, "At the Cai Zhen Gang realm, you have already gathered part of your soul in advance. You do have the talent. If I give you time, you may become my opponent in the future."
"pity……"
He shook his head and slashed again.
"The Great Sun Burns the Sky Primordial Spirit!"
Yang Gang's eyes were about to burst, and a soul gathered between his brows.
The unwilling young man raised his sword again and used all his strength to cut out his strongest sword.
boom!
A burst of energy.
There was a circle of ripples.
Yang Gang was thrown away feebly, and his back hit the Beihan Tribulation Monument again.
Just like before, Ye Hongyi met a miserable end.
Time seems to flow backwards at this moment.
With the Heavenly Sword Song Youque's cultivation, it only took two swords to seriously injure Yang Gang. If he said that there was no deliberate intention, no one would believe it.
The surrounding Yuan Shen masters looked at this scene with a trace of regret in their eyes.
What Ye Hongyi did was actually not popular in the North, but her daughter of Tiandao... and now because of her, a talented young man who may be on par with Tiandao in the future will die here, which really makes people feel sad. sigh.
"Ahem~~"
Yang Gang stood up silently and picked up the black knife with gold patterns on the ground again.
"Yang Ling..." Zhao Ling held his arm, his eyes filled with self-blame.
"It's all my fault, if it wasn't me..."
"Shut up."
Yang Gang wiped the blood from his mouth and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if I die, I can have a good fight with the Heavenly Sword, and at worst I can live another life in the next life!"
"The next life..."
Zhao Ling looked at Yang Gang's profile and said, "Okay, then let's... see you in the next life."
Say it.
She stretched out her palm and gently pressed it on the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
rumble!
The calm Beihan Tribulation Monument suddenly buzzed and trembled at this moment. An extremely powerful momentum rushed from the ice monument into the sky, completely shattering the dark vortex in the sky.
At the same time, a strange momentum also rose from Zhao Ling.
Like an immortal, like a Tao, misty and out of the dust.
Her expression gradually changed, and her emotions, desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy seemed to fade away little by little at this moment.
Zhao Ling turned around and glanced at Yang Gang, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
It seems that the most important figure in my heart is deeply imprinted in my heart.
"What!"
Yang Gang, Song Youque, and many Yuanshen Grandmasters around them all looked at this scene blankly.
"So that's it, she is the key... She is the Immortal Lord Wangchen who was exiled in the world of mortals and has been sinking for thousands of years!" Song Youque suddenly spoke with a hint of surprise.
then.
He raised the long knife in his hand.
"If you want to take away the Beihan Tribulation Monument in front of me, do you really think that someone from Song Dynasty is a clay sculpture?"
The sword is as powerful as heaven.
A brilliant sword light struck Zhao Ling under the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
"Today, Song will be the one to kill the immortal!"
When~~
A long sword came across the sky and cut in front of the sky sword.
Yang Gang vomited blood and flew backwards. Finally, the long knife in his hand could not withstand such a battle, and it shattered inch by inch.
He rolled down next to Zhao Ling and smiled bitterly. Then, he stubbornly climbed up again.
"Resisting stubbornly."
Sensing the increasingly ethereal aura on Zhao Ling's body and that of the Beihan Tribulation Monument, Song Youque's expression became unusually serious.
The long sword was raised high, like the power of heaven... This sword was aimed at Yang Gang.
First solve the problem of Yang Gang, and then deal with the Immortal Lord Wangchen who is about to return from the world of mortals.
However.
Yang Gang didn't look at Song Youque again.
Turning around to look at Zhao Ling's increasingly cold and heartless eyes, he smiled bitterly in his heart.
Thousands of thoughts can't help but flash through my mind.
Ever since I learned about the effect of the Heart-Destroying Art.
He didn't want Zhao Ling to unlock the seal of the Beihan Tribulation Monument, practice sitting and forgetting the Sutra, and embark on the path destined to be ruthless and forgetful.
I also told Zhao Ling... It's a pity that she chose this path in the end.
A girl whose family is ruined has lost everything. In order to take revenge, she has to forget all emotions in the end. Even Burning Soul III had to completely sacrifice everything to defeat the Heavenly Sword.
The meaning of life is just for hatred!
The price is too high.
It's a pity that fate took many twists and turns and eventually returned to the starting point.
He understood that he might die today, but Zhao Ling probably wouldn't.
This is her destiny, and she is destined to challenge the Heavenly Sword in her life.
Could it be... that because of losing me, Zhao Ling completely lost the last support in his heart, so he could decisively abandon everything and return to the destiny of the Northland Gun Demon?
Could it be that in this life, he was destined to end prematurely somewhere and become the 'karma' for Zhao Ling to embark on his fateful road?
So, instead, I became a stumbling block in the rise of the Northland Gun Demon?
Yang Gang smiled bitterly.
Can't I... change Zhao Ling's fate?
No, I can!
In the flash of lightning, Song Youque's words flashed in Yang Gang's mind.
"A new personality...with no previous life."
