Chapter 1945

Linghu can't dream of using his killer mace. He is still vulnerable to attack. Before he dies, he looks at Fenglin mountain from destruction to rebirth, as if there is a new force around him and wants to catch it desperately. Unfortunately, it's like quicksand passing through his fingers.

Dead.

The parents and children of the great God of war, with the existence of vertical and horizontal dimensions, must be promoted to the master of the heavenly king in the future. They died in Fenglin mountain and Yang Ping's hands.

Yang Ping stood between heaven and earth and was not happy because he killed Linghu.

It seems to be born like this.

I am the king.

Will the king be happy to step on an ant?

can't.

Yang Ping is just a little sorry. If Linghu could be a little stronger, he might be able to force him to understand the deeper power of creation. Now, although he has touched that layer of separation, he has not controlled it after all.

But that's enough.

Because someone else will come.

Fenglin mountain returned to calm. After Linghu's death, it didn't cause much shock, because Fenglin mountain was still shrouded in fog, cutting off the mystery. Even Zhang's gossip couldn't be calculated.

Whoosh!

Two figures came from the sky. It was the other two masters fighting behind the clouds.

Gongsun Yi and sword have no spring.

Their status is even higher than that of Linghu. If there is an immortal ancestor behind the God of war, it is estimated that their parents don't care at all. It is the existence of the immortal ancestor that makes Linghu's status rise. Gongsun Yi looked around and saw Yang Ping standing in front of him. She was surprised and said, "Linghu can't release water. He still has spare time to leave. It's a waste of everyone's time." it had been agreed to solve Yang Ping as soon as possible, so as to make a plan, find the trace of Wu Jialing and get the supreme inheritance against the sky

, it looks like it will take some time.

"Hello."

Gongsun Yi looked at Yang Ping and shouted, "did you surrender to Linghu or did Linghu keep your dog's life for us to take away?"

Yang Ping did not answer.

Gongsun Yi smiled and said to Jian WuChun, "look, this boy has a hard temper. It seems that he doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin."

"Waste."

Jian WuChun sneered and disdained, "a mole ant can't step on it. It's useless to come down with us. It's just tarnishing our reputation. You go or I go and solve you."

Gongsun Yi mused, "you or I are probably not happy. Otherwise, let's scissors, stone and cloth. Who wins and who does it. You also know that there are few experts in the world of mortals. It's not fun to kill."

Jian WuChun smiled and scolded, "you have many ghost ideas. You are the same as people."

Gongsun Yi said angrily, "I'm not a human being, but others are demons." speaking of demons, Gongsun Yi's ancestors are real demons. They are Kunpeng. After they become an adult, future generations will have human bodies. However, Gongsun family can transform into Kunpeng, and their combat effectiveness will soar. This is the power given by blood, unlike Linghu

There is a great difference between the God of war separation and the God of war halberd.

The sword without spring is even more powerful. Its mother, the sword God, is the heavenly king of the sword dimension. She is also the top five experts in the cloud world. It is broken by a sword in the sky and underground. Her strength is extremely terrible. No one dares to provoke the sword without spring, because the female sword God is such a son, who is extremely protective of her weaknesses.

scissors!

They played a childish game and didn't pay any attention to Yang Ping, because Yang Ping's breath is weaker and even extremely weak, and his breath is only the strength of the great sage realm.

Mahatma realm?

Their breath can make a great saint disappear.

scissors!

The two played several times. They were fighting wits and bravery. Although the game was childish, it was definitely a technical job involved in peeping into the future. I don't know how many times they tried. Finally, Gong Sunyi won.

He smiled proudly and said, "well, my deduction of the secret of heaven is better than you."

Jian WuChun disdained: "your demon clan is keen on the aura of heaven and earth and depends more on the rules of heaven and earth than me. I can sweep the dimension with a sword. Naturally, I disdain it."

Gongsun Yi knew that the other party was telling the truth, but she was still unhappy and said, "if you lose, you lose. Where does so much nonsense come from?"

Jian WuChun's face was ugly and glared at Yang Ping. It was this mole ant that made him unhappy. He hummed: "don't kill too much. His soul belongs to me. I'm in a bad mood. Let him taste the taste of purgatory later."

Gongsun Yi walked forward and shouted, "is that suicide or should I do it?"

The same conversation.

The same tone.

The same arrogance.

Yang Ping looked at Gong Sunyi as if he saw Linghu's face and shook his head. Are these second generations all good? No wonder you can't be promoted to King of heaven with such good conditions. It's estimated that there's no hope in your life.

"Are you sure you want to kill me?"

Yang Ping sighed.

He's a little tired.

Others are pretending to be forced and then ruthlessly killed. Yang Ping doesn't want to repeat this plot. He has no choice but to say, "you just go together and send you to be reunited with the one just now."

what?

Gongsun Yi wanted to hear wrong. She stared at Yang Ping for a long time, then covered her stomach and laughed wildly.

Jian WuChun shook his head and said secretly that mole ants are mole ants. It's not clear about the gap between them. It seems that the world of mortals is too degenerate. A realm is not high, but his heart is higher than heaven. No wonder there are no too powerful experts for so many years.

"Do you know that I can kill you with one hand..."

Pop!

Gongsun Yigang was about to pretend to be forced. His charming face was deformed. A clearly visible palm print appeared on his face. His body slowly flew out with the passage of time. He seems to have been slapped into the river of time and space.

Boom!

Gongsun Yi smashed a big pit on the ground.

The laughter disappeared.

The world is quiet.

Jian WuChun stared at Yang Ping. His hand slowly put down and felt he was dreaming.

what the fuck.

Gongsunyi was slapped away.

If it was a heavenly king, jianwuchun had no doubt, but it was impossible to be beaten by Yang Ping.

But when Gongsun Yi climbed out of the ground, she released a strong anger, and the evil spirit of blocking the sky rose into the sky. The sky above Fenglin mountain was very gloomy and terrible, and the sword had no spring. Only then did I believe it was true.

"How dare you... Hit me?"

Gongsunyi clenched her teeth and stared at Yang Ping, saying in a cold voice.

Yang Ping looked at Gongsun Yi. The next moment, his body disappeared and appeared in front of him. He easily grabbed his neck and said faintly, "you talk a lot of nonsense. I'm in a hurry. What can I do to make it out?"

Click!

Yang Ping didn't give Gongsun Yi time to resist. His hand seemed to be a new cosmic force. It could produce countless dimensions or suppress countless dimensions. It was easy to quietly cut Gongsun Yi's neck.

He threw it on the ground. Yang Ping looked at the sword without spring.

Jian WuChun was stunned.

It must be an illusion!

But after Gong Sunyi fell to the ground, he could no longer get up, his breath dissipated and completely annihilated in the world.

Really dead.

A big demon in vertical and horizontal dimensions was killed so easily?

When Jian WuChun was stunned, he saw a body not far away.

Impressively, Linghu was so angry that he couldn't die again.

Cold all over.

Jian WuChun finally knew who he was facing and finally remembered where he came from.

The legendary holy land. Wu Jialing.