Forgetting the world of mortals and applying everything from the past to the present is the way to forget. As the saying goes, 'Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day! '
Zhao Ling held a gun in one hand and pressed it on the Beihan Tribulation Monument with the other.
Dao Yun came to mind, and she suddenly understood what the way of sitting and forgetting was, and understood the general content of the Heart-Severing Secret Art bit by bit.
But sitting and forgetting the Sutra... There is no such thing as sitting and forgetting the Sutra in this world.
The past, non-existent, forgotten, and untouchable Tao... is the Zuo Wang Sutra! If we must say what the Zuowang Sutra is, the Zuowang Taoist rhyme preserved on the Beihan Jie Stele for countless years is the essence of the Zuowang Sutra.
The three plum blossom marks on Zhao Ling's face faded little by little. At the same time, the strong emotions were quickly assimilated by Zuowang Daoyun, gradually losing the 'humanity' atmosphere.
The Heavenly Sword is coming towards you.
But he saw a spear piercing the sky, hitting the tip of the heavenly sword with a 'ding' sound.
A circle of invisible ripples spread outward.
Zhao Ling was shaken all over, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. He continued to fuse the rhyme of Zuowangdao with an expressionless face.
"Huh?" The surrounding Yuanshen masters all showed surprise.
Song Youque's expression became more solemn.
The vibrations of the Beihan Tribulation Monument became more and more violent. With this strike of his sword, it seemed that he was helping Zhao Ling accelerate the integration of the Zuowang Dao Yun on the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
"Yang Ling~~~" Zhao Ling turned to look at Yang Gang.
"You have always protected me. This time... let A-Ling protect you just once!"
"just one time……"
Her eyes showed deep attachment and reluctance, but they quickly faded away little by little.
Instead, there is a kind of indifference and ruthlessness, as if everything is just a passing cloud, even the person you love most will never meet again as a passerby.
Zhao Ling knew that after this glance, he would never be able to remember the person in front of him again in this life, or even in eternity.
But it's her choice.
As long as she can save Yang Gang, she has no regrets.
Just heart-wrenching.
But the colic only lasted for a moment, and then washed away and faded with the breath of the way of sitting and forgetting, and was ruthlessly deprived of it!
The woman holding a spear had a dull aura that became stronger and stronger.
The transformation from human to immortal is about to be completed.
"Ha~~"
Yang Gang suddenly smiled.
Looking at the ethereal Zhao Ling, he stretched out two fingers and gently pinched her chin.
He smiled and asked, "When did I promise you to protect me?"
"Um?"
A trace of astonishment appeared on Zhao Ling's face, like a fairy who was suddenly pulled into the mortal world.
"Are you worthy?"
Yang Gang smiled and suddenly slapped down his palm.
Zhao Ling was completely unprepared, and the palm that was pressing on the Beihan Tribulation Monument was knocked down by him.
"you...."
Chuchen's aura quickly melted and disintegrated, and Zhao Ling looked at Yang Gang in astonishment and shock, with confusion in his eyes.
He doesn't want to live anymore?
Not only Zhao Ling, but also Song Youque, the old snow mountain demon who was spying in the dark, and all the surrounding Yuanshen Grandmasters from Sifang City all had astonished expressions on their faces.
Extreme love and sex?
Don’t want to live?
still……
'clatter'
A broad and powerful palm pressed on the Beihan Tribulation Monument again.
A cold wind blew.
The Northern Han Tribulation Monument remained indifferent.
Everyone couldn't help but be startled.
There was something funny in my heart.
What does he want to do? How could you do such a stupid thing, thinking that just any person can activate Zuowang Daoyun? Integrate the Northern Cold Tribulation Monument 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, "You are so overestimating your capabilities, I take back my... comment."
Having said that, he wanted to end this mess with one blow.
"rise!"
A cold shout.
The Beihan Tribulation Monument buzzed and trembled.
Under the stunned gazes of everyone, Yang Gang picked up the huge ice monument and carried it on his shoulders.
"Burn!"
The reddish-brown Zhanqing Zhen Gang ignited from Yang Gang's shoulders, seemingly endless, turning into a ball of flame and burning the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
Buzz——
The calm Beihan Tribulation Monument actually gave off a faint tremor.
"not enough."
"not enough!"
Yang Gang shook his head slightly and suddenly shouted: "Burn!"
The energy and blood were as hot as magma, and the true agitation was burning like a flame. It was used from within his body to completely wrap up the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
Buzz——
The Beihan Tribulation Monument shook again, emitting a circle of air waves.
finally.
A misty wave emerged from the surface of the huge ice monument, giving people a glimpse of the Tao Yun that seemed to be forgotten even by itself.
"What?"
"He can actually resonate with the rhyme of Zuowang Dao on the Beihan Tribulation Monument?"
"Could it be that he has mastered the Heart-Severing Art to perfection?"
The faces of many souls around him were astonished. This little Zhen Gang Realm boy had brought them too many surprises today.
"But so what, the Love-Destroying Heart Art can unlock the Beihan Tribulation Monument, but it cannot control the power of this fairyland treasure. Today, it is still a dead end for the two of them!" Someone shook his head and sighed.
Naturally, they didn't know that Yang Gang's Love-Slaying Art was actually not perfect, but he was a person who truly had no previous life.
"not enough."
"It's still not enough!"
Yang Gang looked up to the sky and roared angrily, gritting his teeth: "I can definitely change my destiny against the will of heaven!"
His face was distorted, and a trace of blood spilled from his ears, nose, and eyes.
Suddenly.
A shadow of the soul that resembled the sun slowly appeared above Yang Gang's head, burning like a flame and emitting a dazzling light. In an instant, his whole body of Gang Qi and Yuan Shen turned into a pillar of fire that soared into the sky, burning the Beihan Tribulation Monument with crazy moxibustion.
Buzz buzz——
The Beihan Tribulation Monument once again bloomed with an extremely strong momentum, reaching straight into the sky. It was actually the same power as when Zhao Ling touched it just now.
"Burning Soul?"
"He's crazy!"
A Yuanshen Grandmaster was shocked: "It's not enough to burn the True Gang. He actually wants to burn the Yuanshen and forcibly fuse the Zuowangdao Yun on the Tribulation Tablet! If he really succeeds... he will definitely die!"
"This kid has gone crazy!" One person sneered.
"Love is unparalleled. I would rather die than regret it." An old Yuanshen Grandmaster 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 take revenge? Why should he bear all this for himself? Why...should he be so nice to me?
Are they two 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... will wash and rub your socks for you, beat you and scold you, and you will never regret it in your life!
If there is an afterlife, you must... remember A-Ling!
In the field.
Song Youque's face was as sinking as water.
Yang Gang's performance exceeded his expectations time and time again, making the situation beyond his control for the first time.
This feeling is very bad.
At this moment, a trace of serious emotion flashed in the eyes of the invincible Heavenly Sword across the north.
then.
A faint momentum rose from him, indifferent and majestic, like the power of heaven.
"Here comes the knife."
He suddenly raised his hand.
Above the sky, a bright light suddenly lit up, falling like a comet in Song Youque's hands, and transformed into a huge bronze heavenly sword that was one foot long and three feet wide.
"It's the Supreme Heavenly Sword!"
"No, hurry, stay away!"
The faces of all the souls in the square changed wildly, and they quickly backed away like crazy, staying away from each other.
"The Heavenly Sword - is missing."
A sigh, filled with indescribable melancholy and loneliness.
The supreme heavenly sword that has been passed down by the giant gods for thousands of years—cut down.
this moment.
The world... seems to have collapsed.
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