Chapter 1077

Pearl felt the power in her body, and her heart was surging. She looked at the demon king inconceivably. Only then did she really realize the power of the demon king. No, it can't be described as strong. The devil's sword is tantamount to the rebirth of the Pearl.

The will of the three heavenly masters in the body was directly cut off under one sword.

Pearl was no longer hopeful. She felt that she could bear any price as long as she gained strength. Zhuge Qingyun helped her integrate the source of darkness, that is, she wanted to obtain unparalleled artifact and share it with Yang Ping. However, after she really integrated, she realized that she had to bear boundless pain every second.

She could hardly bear it, but every time she thought of the pressure Yang Ping faced, she persisted with her will.

This is also the place where the demon king finds it interesting.

Cut a sword.

The devil looked at the Pearl and said, "since someone even designed me, how can I not give each other a gift?" then he turned and left.

Pearl opened her mouth and wanted to say a word of thanks. She even wanted to worship her teacher, but the devil left.

The devil has his own dignity. Since you don't want to speak, it's fate. Maybe there's no hope. The demon gate princess took a deep look at the Pearl and left.

In the corner of the treasure Pavilion, the Pearl looked into the front yard and locked her eyes on the cocoon. There was a man she loved deeply.

Just after a sword.

In the secret place on the top of Mengshan mountain, Zhuge Qingyun's angry roar came out. A pair of scarlet eyes released a boundless smell of blood. The red cloud on the top of the mountain was shrouded like a bloodthirsty devil.

"Devil, mind your own business!"

Since Mingzhu was cut off by a sword, the will of the Heavenly Master and Zhuge Qingyun's body were involved, there was a crack in the small world in his body, which was tantamount to serious injury. This is also the horror of the sword of the underworld. The third artifact in the world is not so easy to deal with.

If the devil is willing, he can even sacrifice a little price and kill the emperor with one sword.

Zhuge Qingyun was resentful, but he didn't dare to trouble the demon king, because for the demon king, it belongs to another existence.

"I must get unparalleled artifact!"

The scarlet pupil contracted and burst into a burning flame of revenge. Zhuge Qingyun really realized the horror of the sword of the underworld. The reason why the artifact is an artifact is that it is above all.

When Zhuge Qingyun was seriously injured, a scream broke through the clouds and echoed between heaven and earth in a village outside Longcheng. A golden Rune appeared in the sky. It was the origin of Shu Zu. There was a gap. Like Zhuge Qingyun, Shu Zu was seriously injured after being implicated.

The golden symbol rotates indefinitely and recovers slowly, but it takes at least half a month to recover. In this half month, he can't use his original strength and must be careful, otherwise he will be found. In order to avoid Tao Zun, he dared not move. Unexpectedly, he was about to recover and was seriously injured again, so he had to hide again.

"Devil!"

The golden symbol makes an angry roar, and then slowly blends into the night.

The Dark Lord must be over.

The goal of Tao Zun is actually to fill the defects of the small world with the dark king and him. It is a real big deal to use the two heavenly zuns as the core of the small world. Daozun almost succeeded.

Shu Zu regretted that he actually believed in Tao Zun, that complete liar!

At the south wall of Longcheng, a lonely voice stood under the wall, silently looked inside the wall, looked through the defense array of Longcheng, saw through the treasure Pavilion, and focused on Yang Ping in the cocoon.

Can't even see through yourself?

Tao Zun was unhappy. He didn't expect that the nothingness of fate could rely on his perception, which was tantamount to losing control. Taoist Zun doesn't like this feeling very much. He will try his best to kill things out of control.

It seems that there is a force influencing Yang Ping's transformation and preventing him from succeeding. Because once successful, it means that a new destiny nothingness will be born.

What does that mean?

Taoist Zun did not dare to imagine. He remembered that man, a supreme power invincible to the world, was not just the nothingness of fate. Even fate could not be sensed and controlled, not to mention the Tao of heaven.

Yang Ping must not succeed.

Taoist Zun just wanted to enter into it and erase Yang Ping, but suddenly, his face changed dramatically. He looked coldly at a certain position in the distance, as if there was a golden line coming. Without reaction, the new small world actually fluctuated. The will of the dark king suppressed in it seemed to see the opportunity and struggle with the last strength.

"You're lucky!"

Tao Zun knew that he had to deal with the will of the dark king, otherwise his previous efforts would be in vain.

"Devil, our game has just begun. One day I will make you kneel down and submit to me!" Taoist Zun sneered in his heart and understood that he could not fight with the devil for the time being and leave the dragon city to deal with the dark king.

Only then did the dragon city really restore calm.

But there was a huge movement in the treasure Pavilion.

It's like spring.

Fresh buds grow on the big trees in the front yard, and then turn into green leaves. Finally, they fall on the ground and turn into dead leaves. It seems that the four seasons alternate and a cycle occurs. There is a force of fate controlling the growth of trees, but among countless dead leaves, a bud always maintains tenacious vitality.

The buds are thriving and never fade.

The cocoon in the front yard cracked.

The light inside is like an unknown world, full of mystery, and like the boundless universe.

One hand stuck out of the cocoon.

Followed by a beautiful face.

Finally, Yang Ping came out of the mysterious world and looked up at the sky. His eyes shone golden light. His body was full of endless power. One punch could smash the vacuum.

How strong!

Yang Ping seems to have a dream that he went to the ultimate place and got the supreme inheritance. He saw a figure sitting alone in the void, emitting an invincible and lonely atmosphere.

Dressed in green, arbitrary forever.

This is the real invincible!

Yang Ping wanted to talk, but found that he could not communicate here. He could only silently transmit information through brain waves, but the other party did not respond, but passed it on to his mind. He got a very mysterious inheritance.

Fate is nothingness.

After the inheritance, Yang Ping woke up and saw the new world and the stubborn buds. He went under the tree, reached out and picked the indelible bud and looked at it for a long time.

"New life."

Yang Ping sighed and said.

At this time, a black light fell from the sky and directly took Yang Ping's head. It was a force that could ignore time and space. It was a pure spiritual force. It wanted to kill Yang Ping and strangle him in the bud.

The Taoist priest's face appeared in the sky.

He looked at Yang Ping indifferently.

Daozun!

Yang Ping's eyes are red, but under the powerful attack of Taoist Zun, his body has not recovered, so he can only watch the black light shoot at him.

Once black light concentrates on Yang Ping, he knows the consequences are serious.

The fisherman first found that the green fishing rod collided with the black light, but the fishing rod produced by Wu Jialing couldn't resist the black light. It broke in two with a click.

The old fisherman spewed blood and looked at the sky in horror.

The black light contained a breath that made the fisherman's soul throb. It was the breath of an artifact. It was overwhelming and irresistible.

But when Yang Ping was powerless.

A beautiful shadow fell on the black light.

Yang Ping saw the true face of Qianying clearly. He was cold and shouted, "Pearl, come back!"