Chapter 1998

Heavy pupil, open the sky!

Yang Ping walked out of the destruction, and his fingers burst out a breath of destroying the sky and the earth. He broke the array of the ancestral hall, smashed the columns one by one, and the universe opened at the beginning, and the dark yellow force shot at the mountain Lord's chest.

The mountain Lord sneered and didn't care.

How powerful can a great saint be even if he leaps over the level?

Kill Qinghe, but so.

But when Yang Ping showed his talent, the mountain Lord's back was cold, as if he were in annihilation, as if he had encountered the great collapse of the universe. The power that invaded the soul could not resist at all.

Stand where you are.

dumb as a wooden chicken.

The mountain master lost his mind and waited for death.

He could not resist the terrible force from the deepest part of the universe, which was a creative force based on rules.

Natural powers use the power of creation.

The mountain Lord is waiting to die.

But.

After a long time of death, the mountain Lord opened his eyes and was in doubt. The ancestral hall collapsed and the columns were smashed. The numb elders came out of the darkness and showed their original shape.

Thirty eight in all.

This is the strongest fighting power and inside information of the ethnic group.

Not dead?

The mountain Lord looked down and found that he was unharmed. He was ecstatic.

Is it a bluff?

That's right.

How old is Yang Pingcai? He has been practicing for 30 years. Even if he goes against the sky, can he surpass the mountain master's practice for hundreds of years?

The mountain master created his own rules of the mountain, which can be comparable to the experts in the later period of the heavenly king with the realm of the middle period of the heavenly king.

This is not a joke.

It can be seen that the mountain Lord's talent is powerful.

He saw at a glance that Yang Ping was the end of a powerful crossbow, smiled grimly, and said angrily, "Yang Ping, I thought you were powerful, but so, are the descendants of Wu Jialing all means to scare people? Wu Jialing used to say that he wanted to lead us against the sky and make everyone king, but he ate his words. Now you are the same."

The other elders looked at each other.

Just now.

They felt the coming of death and almost went to hell.

Hell.

That's the place where people hold experts after death. So far, no one can escape.

Cages in the dark, once trapped, will never come out again.

Mu Lao's eyes were suspicious and always felt that something was wrong.

He also felt the coming of the end.

Why did it disappear?

Yang Ping stood not far away with a calm face. He didn't seem to realize the failure of ChongTong to open the sky. He didn't go to see those who escaped from death.

Only Wu Yue.

She doesn't believe that Yang Ping is the kind of person with little thunder and heavy rain. There must be something wrong.

Yang Ping looked up at the void.

In the depths of the void, there was a cloud of light and shadow looming, like a round of stars, bursting out terrible power. Even the mountain Lord was not enough to see in front of him.

"Yang Ping, honestly explain the channel of the world of mortals."

The mountain Lord patted the dust on his body, but he killed the opportunity in his heart. The gaffe just now is a disgrace to life. Even if Yang Ping explained the channel, he will still find a way to kill him. He must not leave a laughing stock.

Yang Ping was silent.

Wu Yue stopped talking.

But I'm sorry to speak after all.

Mu Lao stood up and sighed, "Yang Ping, if you can be honest, I guarantee with my personal reputation, you will be fine."

Yang Ping looked at Mu Lao and said faintly, "your reputation?"

Mu Lao's face was positive and said seriously, "yes, my reputation is still very useful."

Yang Ping shook his head and disdained: "your reputation is worthless to me."

Mu Lao turned pale and said discontentedly, "young man, you talk too much. Don't make mistakes."

Although ChongTong Kaitian failed, it did not panic Yang Ping.

He remained calm.

Mu Lao sneered and said, "don't force me to fight. In the ethnic world, no one knows my opponent."

His tone was firm and confident.

Yang Ping showed a mocking look and said, "from the beginning, you were pretending to be a good man. The mountain leader sang black face and you sang white face. But do you think I am such an idiot with Wu Yue? The mountain leader is just your dog."

The mountain master turned pale and wanted to scold.

Old Mu shook his head and said helplessly, "since this is the case, you are forcing me to do it. Wu Jialing is kind to me, and I didn't want to force you. There is a saying in the world of mortals that you can only have hope if you stay in the green mountain without worrying about firewood."

Yang Ping's mind moved and suddenly said, "someone under the red earth is your chess piece!"

Mu Lao was surprised and looked at Yang Ping in surprise.

The boy doesn't look stupid. He can guess a lot of things in a few words.

Mu didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it. He said coldly, "give you a minute and say it, otherwise there will be only one end, that is death!"

Yang Ping shook his head.

Mu Lao went to Yang Ping with a cold face and said indifferently, "since you are stubborn, I have to do it myself."

Yang Ping is as motionless as a mountain.

Quietly watching Mu Lao come.

"Sword of frost!"

Mu Lao raised his hand. There was a sudden big change between heaven and earth. In the season of warm spring and blooming flowers, suddenly in the cold winter and December, frost came one after another, and frost swords floated in front of him to form a big dipper Seven Star array to surround Yang Ping.

Each sword has the power to kill the experts in the later stage of heaven.

Countless swords form an array. Even in the middle of the heavenly king, you will be badly hurt if you touch it gently.

With one move, old Mu surpassed the strength of the mountain Lord.

No wonder Mu Lao can become the first expert of the ethnic group.

This man has two brushes.

Wu Yue's face was ugly and wanted to stop, but the mountain Lord stood in front of him and snorted coldly: "since you have made a choice, don't tangle. Your choice is not wrong. Mu Lao's strength is far from you can imagine. He controls the five rules!"

Wu Yue was shocked and showed an incredible color.

Five rules!

Doesn't it mean that Mu Lao's strength is close to that of Yin Yang palm sect?

Yin Yang palm sect is the giant of Changsheng mountain. The five rules are superior to all sentient beings. Even if it is placed in other super holy places, it is also a top expert.

It's not too far.

But there are essential differences between Jue Dian and the later realm.

No wonder Mu Lao is always calm.

Because he has absolute strength and controls the scene.

No wonder the mountain Lord obeys Mu Lao's words. He is honest and never betrays.

Because Mu Lao has five rules.

Ice rules!

The power of rules exercised by Mu Lao is far more than that of the mountain master. I'm afraid that just understanding the rules of ice, its real lethality may exceed the mountain rules created by the mountain master.

Very strong!

When the frost sword appeared, Wu Yue's scalp became numb and her heart was shocked.

"You can regret it now."

Mu Lao walked slowly towards Yang Ping. His momentum became more and more terrible, as if a universe had come and his voice was cold and ruthless, "otherwise I would extract your soul and know the result."

Yang Ping was silent.

He doesn't know what he's thinking.

Wu Yue looked sad and began to regret.

I knew I wouldn't wait for Yang pinglai.

This should have been planned by Mu long ago. If she were someone else, Yang Ping might not come back, but Wu Yue is different. She is the one who has really contacted Wu Jialing experts.

Have original inheritance.

There will be a sense of closeness.

"Die!"

Mu Lao no longer gave Yang Ping the chance to speak. He pointed to the sky, the world changed, and the sword of frost gathered.

Roar!

An ice dragon appeared in front of the crowd, releasing towering pressure.

That's horrible!

Even the mountain owner feels depressed and uncomfortable.

Not to mention Yang Ping.

This is the real strength of Mu Lao.