"Ouch——"
Zhu Qinglong was in pain, the dragon's head was raised, and Wanli's body flew wildly in the air, shocking the Human Emperor's army to dodge.
Unconsciously.
Yang Gang rode the dragon to Buzhou Mountain.
"Do you accept it or not?"
He suddenly narrowed his eyes and punched hard between the two dragon horns.
"Not convinced!"
Zhu Qinglong raised his head to the sky and shouted, his voice full of unyielding.
If you want to destroy its body, you also want to destroy its mind, Yang Jian... don't even think about it!
"good!"
Yang Gang sighed in admiration, but his attacks became more ruthless.
The battle ends here.
Yang Gang has been completely crushed.
But if he wanted to kill Zhu Qinglong, it would not be an easy task with his physical strength.
Moreover, as an ancient god who has practiced for countless thousands of years, it is almost impossible to destroy the opponent's mind.
So.
Why did Yang Gang do this?
"Do you accept it or not?"
Suddenly, Yang Gang found a strange scale between Zhu Qinglong's horns.
Instinctively, he pulled hard.
"Ouch!!!"
Zhu Qinglong suddenly raised his head high, his body tensed up, his eyes bulging, and his dragon body trembled uncontrollably.
"Reverse scales? Your reverse scales don't grow there?"
Yang Gang suddenly realized, and then he pulled off a dragon scale again.
"Ouch!!"
"Yang Jian! Yang Jian!"
"Let go quickly! Ah! Just kill me!"
"Yang Jian……"
"Ouch~~~I'm convinced, I'm convinced. Please, kill me!"
Every time a piece of reverse scale was pulled out, Zhu Qinglong trembled in pain, and his voice gradually became full of pleading.
"No, you don't accept it!"
Yang Gang looked serious and corrected Zhu Qinglong's words.
Zhu Qinglong couldn't help but froze when he heard this.
Then the pain on the scalp started to hurt again, and a piece of it was violently pulled off by Yang Gang.
"Ouch..."
awful!
awful!
awful!
Zhu Qinglong never expected that he would be forced into such a miserable situation.
My heart is filled with endless regret.
Should have known so.
It was better to crash to death on Mount Buzhou than to be tortured and humiliated by Yang Jian.
"I hate it!"
Waves of dragon roars resounded throughout Buzhou Mountain, as if they had been passed down through the ages.
This scene stunned the millions of human emperors and countless immortals in the mountains and seas.
At the same time, I felt extremely relieved.
The battle between Zhu Qinglong and Red Lotus Underlord caused countless disasters in the mountains and seas. They also used the innate destiny lamp to kill a hundred thousand troops. It was a crime worthy of death.
this moment.
No one thought that what Yang Gang did was excessive.
"What's the use of hating?"
Yang Gang rode on Zhu Qinglong and said coldly: "If hatred can change everything, how can all living beings in the mountains and seas suffer? How can Haotian treat you as an abandoned son?"
"Everything is your own choice, no one can blame you."
"My own choice?"
Zhu Qinglong's eyes suddenly froze.
The memory seems to be pulled back a long time ago, countless thousands of years ago, when it was just born.
"You don't understand... you don't understand anything... If I had a choice, how could I end up in this situation now? Hahahaha, Yang Jian, you don't understand at all..."
Two drops of painful tears fell from the huge dragon eyes.
Landing on Buzhou Mountain, two giant waves measuring thousands of feet were blasted out.
"What's the use of talking so much, everything... is going to end." Yang Gang sighed, seeming to mean something.
His thoughts on this matter were all occupied by the plans in his heart, and he had no time to listen to Zhu Qinglong's stories about the past.
"Yeah, it's time to end."
Zhu Qinglong stared blankly at Buzhou Mountain in front of him, which resembled his own body, his eyes filled with the will to die.
This life.
It has suffered so much misfortune.
I finally felt... enough was enough.
"End it!"
"End it!"
Two shocking shouts overlapped.
I don't know whether Yang Gang held Zhu Qinglong down or Zhu Qinglong took the initiative to seek death. Wanli Shang's dragon body actually crashed into Buzhou Mountain in front of him.
Rumble.
Rumble.
Rumble.
The sky and the earth are pale.
All spirits were shocked.
The Buzhou Sacred Mountain, which had stood for eternity, tilted and collapsed bit by bit, falling towards the northwest sky.
Buzz~~
Buzz buzz~~~
The life-level river shook crazily, and a line of strange text gradually appeared.
[Book of Mountains and Seas: Zhu Qinglong fought with the god of fire, water and fire, and fled to Mount Buzhou. See Haotian closing the gate of heaven tightly and not opening it. Furious. He hit the sky pillar and died. The mountains of Buzhou fell and the sky tilted to the northwest. 】
"Sutra of Mountains and Seas?"
Yang Gang was stunned, standing on Zhu Qinglong's head, and leaning towards the earth together with the towering Buzhou Mountain Tianzhu.
Boom~~
Bang bang bang~~
The connection point between Mount Buzhou and the heaven was suddenly disconnected, causing a huge hole to open in the world.
Countless screams rang out around him, calling him to leave quickly.
Millions of immortals and gods fled in all directions, fleeing away from each other. Perhaps this was the most terrifying disaster in this mountain and sea.
this moment.
All living beings in the mountains and seas lay on the ground in panic. They felt that the sky suddenly sank a little. The sky and the earth were dark, the sun and the moon had no light, and the stars in the sky were showing their signs during the day.
It seems to indicate that a real catastrophe is coming.
Only Yang Gang was stunned.
Looking at the projection of an ancient book vaguely appeared in my mind, it recorded many scenes about the great catastrophe of mountains and seas in the words of later generations of the Zhou Dynasty.
It's like being there in person.
Classic of Mountains and Seas.
who is it? Who is recording these mountains and seas?
What kind of spring and autumn brushwork is this!
Why was it that Zhu Qinglong and Haotian were recorded, but he, the most important protagonist in the catastrophe of mountains and seas, Yang Jian, the Erlang God, was left out?
"Ang~"
"Ang~~"
Zhu Qinglong's mournful roars came from beneath him.
The miserable voice seemed to contain an indescribable sense of relief.
It's so tiring.
It was too lonely.
For hundreds of millions of years, I have not had any friends or relatives, and my lonely heart has never had anyone to rely on.
Even the most trusted collaborator-Haotian. They just regarded it as a chess piece that could be discarded at any time. Zhu Qinglong was disheartened and felt that there was no point in living.
He simply hit Buzhou Mountain.
To end everything by dying.
"Yang Jian, are you satisfied?"
Zhu Qinglong suddenly burst out laughing, tears and blood flowing down his face, "You will die with me on Mount Buzhou, and use this ancient sacred mountain as your tomb. Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, of course I am very satisfied."
Hear the words.
Yang Gang also laughed and nodded: "From now on, the passage to heaven is closed. Heaven and man are separated forever, and Haotian can no longer harm humanity. You said...what am I dissatisfied about?"
"What did you say?"
Zhu Qinglong's laughter faltered.
It turned its head blankly and looked at Yang Gang on its back.
"You mean, you did all this to seal the passage to heaven? All of this was within your expectations. You...are willing to risk your own life..."
"For the sake of all living beings in the mountains and seas, for humanity, for... Wangchen. It's just one death, it's worth it."
Yang Gang responded to it with a bright smile.
Death is the least feared thing for him.
As long as he died in a worthy and valuable way, he could dedicate his life at any time.
"Wangchen..."
Zhu Qinglong's pupils suddenly shrank, as if recalling an extremely painful memory from the past.
"What did you say? Wangchen!"
"No!"
"Why, why is it for her!"
Brothers, can I ask for some monthly tickets?
(End of chapter)
