Zhao Ling's body flew out, staining the sky with blood.
A long knife mark appeared on her abdomen.
The Zhanqing Zhengang condensed quickly, sealing the blood that was about to spurt out.
next moment.
Song Youque appeared behind her again.
Time seemed to slow down again.
The second knife fell.
Zhao Ling froze, and managed to dodge again at the fastest speed in the world.
But there was another knife mark on the back.
A gurgling stream of blood flowed out uncontrollably...
The sword energy full of imperfect Taoism was rushing through her body, sweeping through the Zhanqing Zhengang and annihilating the strong worldly energy.
One knife.
Another knife.
Song Youque, who entered the realm of Youque and Wuque, never gave Zhao Ling any chance again.
in a blink.
Zhao Ling was stabbed twenty-three times, and the wounds were bloody and extremely brutal.
"Okay! Kill!"
"Kill her!"
"Crush this female devil into thousands of pieces!"
The giant gods in the city cheered up and their excitement was indescribable.
"Sure enough...is this still the case?" A faint sigh came out.
Zhao Ling gasped and stopped.
Looking at Song Youque walking towards her step by step, ready to end everything.
But she said very calmly: "A person like you is the most beautiful person in the world, and has gathered all the luck of swordsmanship in the North... From the moment he was born, he has been loved by heaven and earth..."
"Your destiny is destiny, so if I want to kill you, I have to reverse destiny!" Her eyes suddenly flashed with endless hatred.
A strong breath of mortals appeared on her body, like a burning flame.
Song Youque's expression changed slightly.
He stopped and looked at Zhao Ling, his expression suddenly became very solemn.
at the same time.
"Finally...is it coming? That shot that changes fate..."
Yang Gang, who had been watching the battle silently, looked at Zhao Ling, who was covered in blood.
He couldn't help but recall what Jiang He said to him in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion.
'The Northland Spear Demon received Song Youque's twenty-three Heavenly Swords, and burned his soul for three generations into a magic spear... That spear, with all its splendor, penetrated the chest of Song Heavenly Sword. Falling in the City of Titans, above the heads of countless creatures...'
Twenty-three stabs in the body...
So, is the legendary shot... finally coming?
I saw Zhao Ling's whole body burning with aura.
The billowing breath of the mortal world turned into fuel, burning her true agility and burning her soul...
Burning... everything in Zhao Ling's life.
Until there is nothing to burn.
The spear in his hand was raised.
Suddenly.
In the sky, a huge black magic gun appeared.
The magic gun quickly fell from the sky like a comet.
Directly pointed at Song Youque.
"Not enough... not enough..." Tears fell from Zhao Ling's face. The rich breath of mortals seemed to amplify her emotions countless times.
Even if he awakens to the third life of Wangchen Immortal Lord, he cannot dilute the strongest emotion in the world. Just because of Zhao Ling's special experience in this life, her feelings for Yang Gang were too strong...
Or maybe this is the legendary... love disaster that cannot be forgotten even in three lives and three lifetimes.
"Since your destiny is destiny..."
Zhao Ling suddenly rose into the air, exceeding the top speed, making her figure completely invisible.
"Then I will... change my destiny against heaven!"
She suddenly turned into a stream of light and fell from the sky.
The shadow of the huge black magic gun completely merged into one, turning into a peerless spear tip.
Zhao Ling at this moment.
It seems that even the physical body, which has been cultivated for hundreds of years, is burning to the extreme.
"Burn!"
A command.
The first life level belonging to Immortal Wangchen finally received the ultimate burning shot.
The rich scent of mortals burned crazily on her body.
And... Song Youque's twenty-three sword strikes on her body left behind a rich and extremely rich Youque Dao charm.
Yes.
Everything that happened today is still in Zhao Ling's calculations.
The heart of true love-cutting and love-killing that has been condensed makes Zhao Ling's mind as absolute and sane as a monster's, calculating everything.
The Taoist rhyme, filled with all the shortcomings in the world, combined with the rich aura of rolling mortal world, is like a burning fire cooking oil.
An extremely strong aura suddenly erupted.
However.
This is not enough!
"Burn!"
The second scream.
The reddish-brown flames suddenly turned into black demonic flames.
The fate level belonging to the second life of Wangchen Immortal Lord turned into the nourishment of this shocking shot, burning crazily in the extreme realm.
Zhao Ling understood in his heart.
With this shot, she was fighting against the sky and the fate behind Song Youque!
So even if she spent everything she had to completely burn the soul of Sansheng Sansheng, she still had to make sure that nothing went wrong.
Yu wanted to kill Song Youque completely this time, without giving him any hope of recovery!
"——Ran!"
The last sound fell.
The magic spear in the sky was completely integrated into the most common spear in Zhao Ling's hand.
then.
Draw a brilliant light.
next moment.
Appearing in front of Song Youque, he completely broke through his seventy-two swords, like a curtain of swords with perfect swords.
Blow into his heart!
"puff--"
The spear went through his chest instantly!
"you……"
The Supreme Heavenly Sword crashed to the ground.
Song Youque's figure was like a ball of candlelight, blown by a gust of wind and dissipated with the wind.
Zhao Ling looked into his unwilling eyes.
He said calmly: "I, Zhao Ling, have not been smart in my life, and my qualifications are also very poor. In his eyes, I may...have always been a dragster. At a certain moment, I also thought...I thought, otherwise I won't take revenge. Now, it would be great to be with him and follow him in this life...
"But, you ruined everything...everything..."
The spear in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling light.
Tragic and decisive.
It condenses Zhao Ling's lifelong desire and expectations, and burns the soul of three generations.
Just for the Heaven-cutting Sword, against destiny!
The bright light completely turned Song Youque's body into flying ash, and at the same time it fell on the heads of countless living creatures in the Giant God City...
Rumble~~
The ancient city of Giant God, which had been inherited for thousands of years, suddenly disappeared into nothing at this moment.
Thunder broke out in the northern sky.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.
It was as if heaven and earth were raging.
With this shot, Song Youque could not help but be completely killed and the Giant God City was destroyed. It even... seems to have broken through fate and provoked this world shrouded in fate!
"it's over."
Zhao Ling's calm voice sounded, and his figure faded away like a stream of light.
At the same time, the magic gun that held her lifelong dream in her hand was completely broken into two pieces with a 'click'.
This shot.
It's called 'A Shot Like a Dream'.
Develop unique skills and invite the Heavenly Sword. The heart of the gun is like a dream, and the gods and demons cry for blood.
The only recorded battle of the Northland Gun Demon, a short but glorious life, ended completely.
Life fades away.
She took one last look at the mortal world in the North, with a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.
"Aling..."
"Actually, I already knew... you... wouldn't be able to come back."
"Then what's the point of living in this world? So...I, Burning Soul for Three Lives, am willing to trade three lives for one life of love. I believe that after cutting off fate...I will definitely meet you again in the next life. !”
"Aling... let's see you in the next life!"
The words fell.
Her figure was like an epiphyllum, turning into nothingness.
Yang Gang silently looked at Zhao Ling's last look.
There are mixed feelings in my heart.
The surrounding time and space began to turbulent and stagnant.
"It's finally over." He sighed.
Heavenly Sword...Northland Gun Demon...
The two people who died together finally fulfilled their respective destinies.
And his soul-stirring life in the North will also come to an end!
Empty and control the energy, it rushes like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth to seek everywhere.
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen.
Just like that song of everlasting regret.
In everyone's life, there is a period of unbearable love and separation, and countless times of looking back in dreams.
It's just... this is a world with a past life.
People look for him thousands of Baidu.
perhaps.
next life.
Suddenly looking back, the man was in a dimly lit place.
waiting for you!
holy capital city
Yang's courtyard.
"The Northland Gun Demon's previous life is over, and now...it's time to start leaving the Yang Mansion."
Yang Gang opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.
He looked at the seven cyan causal opportunities and one white causal opportunity in the long river of fate.
A thought came to my mind.
Suddenly, seven blue smoke pillars ignited on the little green mortal fish, and a wisp of white smoke pillars fell into the long river of life.
"Boom~~~"
Suddenly a dull thunder sounded in his ears.
Yang Gang couldn't help but look up.
I saw the sky a few miles away from Changting Street, which seemed to be the location of Jiang Mansion.
Suddenly, a huge black magic spear rose up in the night, like a shadow of the soul.
"After ten years of hardship, once the hidden dragon emerges from the abyss...this beautiful girl from the Jiang Mansion is going to survive the three calamities of the Yuan Shen in one night!" The figures of Yuan Shen Grand Masters appeared in the sky of the Holy Capital City.
They all looked in the direction of Jiang Mansion.
Even some beings who have stepped into the fairyland are paying attention.
"The genius of the Bai family just passed the tribulation a few days ago, and she made such a noise again... Could it be that she wants to compete with the genius of the Bai family who has awakened the mysterious Zhu Qinglong fate when the Qingyun struggle begins?"
"They are both geniuses of the younger generation, maybe?"
"But Wang has never heard of what kind of fate this Jiang Xiaosha God has awakened!"
"Ha~~ Who said that one cannot break through the soul before awakening one's fate? Look at the mythical geniuses who have left their names on the road to Qingyun..."
Yang Gang stood in the courtyard.
Looking up at the distant sky, I couldn't help but think.
"The seven cyan karma is digested by chance... is it related to Jiang Jiang's three consecutive tribulations this time due to the involvement of karma?"
