The masked woman didn't know why. At the moment of shooting, she knew that she would fail, because the other party's eyes were so calm. She had never seen such calm eyes, as if the destruction of the world could not shake his will.
jingle!
The man stretched out his hand, caught the long sword of the attack and said, "I'll let you live, but I'll die."
The long sword broke in two.
The masked woman gave a stuffy hum and quickly threw off the hilt of the sword and wanted to retreat. However, how could the man let her leave? Without seeing how he acted, a net suddenly appeared in the sky. The net of the sky was broad and careless.
"Spirit skill, Skynet!"
Skynet is an ancient martial arts form of bondage, which is formed by the spiritual power to control the vitality to the extreme. In those days, the leader of Cihang Jingzhai was able to trap the leader of the demon sect with a move of Skynet, which shows the terrible nature of Skynet.
When the woman around saw Skynet, a strange flash flashed in her eyes.
The masked woman fell into Skynet and couldn't struggle. Only then did she understand the gap between her and the person who came before. She couldn't reasonably calculate. She stared at him and hummed, "who are you?"
The man came forward and raised his hand to kill. The power of terror broke out. The surrounding void was oppressed by his physical power, and there were space cracks. Seeing that the masked woman was shocked, she exclaimed, "how can the flesh become a Tao!"
The flesh represents the basis of people's spiritual will in the material world. If people's goal is the other side, the flesh is the ship that carries it. The stronger the ship, the greater the possibility of going to the other side. It is said that the flesh reaches the extreme and can cross the universe.
I didn't expect to see such a terrible figure on the first floor of the heavenly tomb. Don't mention yourself. Even if the whole school comes, I'm afraid it's not an opponent. The masked woman sighed in her heart. Unfortunately, she met a monster.
The wind raged, and the storm caused by the man's body swept the earth.
The wind blew over the masked woman and lifted her veil, revealing a face that is suitable for anger and joy. This woman is obviously extremely beautiful, but in the perfect masterpiece of the creator, her pretty face is branded with a long scar, just like hell envies the beauty of heaven and forcibly destroys the balance of the world@^^$
The masked woman closed her eyes and waited for death.
What else can you do in the face of a master who goes beyond imagination?
The storm stopped.
The woman's death didn't come for a long time. She couldn't help opening her eyes. Seeing the man looking at him with a smile, she angrily said, "if you want to kill, kill."
"How did the scar come from?"! $*!
The man stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her scar. The woman screamed, hurried back and said angrily, "it's none of your business. Don't think you can do whatever you want if you beat me. You can make fun of me. I didn't want to leave alive when I entered the heavenly tomb."
"Why?"
The man was not angry, but interested in the woman's identity. He locked his eyes on the woman's fingers and said, "you've been poisoned by the heart eating poison in Miao Jiang, and you can only live for half an hour. Don't you know?"
The woman's face changed slightly, looked at her fingers and showed sadness.
No one is afraid of death.
"Even if you don't kill me, I will die, so you disdain to kill me." the woman said coldly.
The man shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't kill you, not because you are dying, but because we have fate. Have you really forgotten?"
The woman looked at him suspiciously.
"Who are you?"
The man found that the other party really didn't know him, so he said, "China Airlines Group, public relations department, I was in there before. Cheng Cheng, have you forgotten me?"
"Cheng Cheng?"
The woman wondered again, "how do you know my name? Who are you?"
Naturally, the man is Yang Ping. He came to the altar with Ruyan. He wanted to go deep into the second floor, but he felt murderous, so he delayed for a while. Unexpectedly, it was an old friend who shot. I didn't expect to meet him on the first floor of the heavenly tomb.
"I'm Yang Ping."
Yang Ping said silently.
The woman is Gan Chengcheng. Yang Ping didn't pay attention at first, but when he reached his realm, the naked eye can see through the essence. He soon knew that the woman in front of him was the former false mother, Gan Chengcheng. But I didn't expect that the false mother Gan Chengcheng not only became a real woman, but also seemed much more beautiful than before.
Of course, Yang Ping just regards Gan Chengcheng as a friend, no matter how beautiful he is.
"Yang Ping..."
Gan Chengcheng looks puzzled and tries to remember the past, but his expression is very uncomfortable. It seems that the memory of Longcheng has disappeared for some time. It is obviously very uncomfortable. He covers his head and has a splitting headache.
"Yang Ping, I remember the name. I seem to have seen it somewhere. But why can't I remember the past..." Gan Chengcheng was in great pain. He rolled on the ground and suffered from heart attack.
Yang Ping did not continue to struggle and began to use the five element needling technique to save Gan Cheng. Although the heart eroding Gu is powerful, the five element acupuncture saves people. Soon, the Gu insect was forced out to attack Yang Ping, and a golden flame burned out.
Gan Chengcheng woke up and looked at Yang Ping in silence.
"What happened during this time? You lost your memory?" Yang Ping asked.
Gan Chengcheng looked at Yang Ping silently. He kept thinking about the public relations department of China Airlines Group. He pieced together small things and finally recovered some memory. He said quietly, "you are really Yang Ping!"
Yang Ping relaxed and said secretly. He finally remembered.
Gan Chengcheng blushed, looked at Yang Ping shyly and said, "thank you for saving me."
Yang Ping said with a smile, "you're fine. By the way, how can you guard at the altar? Also, you didn't know ancient martial arts before, but now your strength is in the realm of Asia saint. It seems that the strength in your body doesn't belong to you."
Gan Cheng's eyes are dim. He thinks of the sad past and bows his head.
Yang Ping knew the sad thing that touched Gan Chengcheng. During this time, Gan Chengcheng in Longcheng disappeared. It is estimated that a lot of things have happened. He said, "you'd better leave. Not everyone can come in the Tianmu."
"No!"
Gan Chengcheng suddenly looked up, bit his lips and said firmly, "I can't leave. I have to finish the task, or they will kill my parents."
Yang Ping squints.
Gan Chengcheng begged and said, "Yang Ping, I know you are strong, but don't embarrass me. I won't leave. If I don't finish the task, my parents outside will die."
Yang Ping saw the pain in Gan Cheng's eyes. Once a sentimental hypocrite became a real woman. She must have experienced a lot of painful past events. She sighed: "in that case, be careful."
With that, Yang Ping walked towards the altar.
Ruyan took a deep look at Gan Chengcheng and left.
"Wait."
Gan Cheng got up and shouted, "Yang Ping, i... can I go down with you."
Yang Ping turned back, stared into Gan Cheng's eyes and said, "you'd better not follow me. I'm different from others. The place I go is very dangerous..."
"I'm not afraid!" Gan Cheng hurriedly said.
Yang Ping still refused. Ruyan said with a smile, "he's very poor. Let's go together."
Surprised, she looked like smoke. This was the first time she took the initiative to let people join, not her style. Yang Ping thought about it. Considering the danger in the heavenly tomb, Gan Chengcheng's strength was not strong. If he continued to go deep, he might die miserably. He nodded and said, "the third floor, if you go deep, you can't follow me."
Gan Cheng was surprised and said, "OK."
The three went to the altar.
At the end, Gan Cheng looked at Yang Ping's back, full of special feelings.
Ruyan whispered, "she seems to like you."
Yang Ping's heart cluttered and he just felt creepy. He hurriedly drank: "don't talk nonsense. He's a man."