3119: C3119 Dream Does Not Believe in Tears

C3119 Dream Does Not Believe in Tears

Ming Zhu felt the power in her body and felt a surge of emotions. She looked at Devil Lord in disbelief. Only then did she truly experience Devil Lord's strength. No, it could no longer be described as strong. Devil Lord's sword strike was equivalent to rejuvenating Ming Zhu.

The three streams of Ascendants' Mandates within his body were directly sliced apart by that single sword strike.

She felt that as long as she could obtain power, any price could be paid. Zhuge Qingyun's help her to integrate with the dark origin energy, she wanted to obtain the Unparalleled Divine Instrument and share it with Yang Ping. However, after successfully integrating with it, she finally experienced the endless pain that she had to endure every second.

She was almost unable to bear it, but every time she thought of the pressure Yang Ping was facing, she would persevere by relying on her will.

This was also where Devil Lord found it interesting.

He chopped out with his sword.

Devil Lord looked at Ming Zhu and said, "Since there are people who have designed it for me, how can I not give them some gifts?" Then he turned and left.

Ming Zhu opened her mouth, wanting to say a word of thanks. She even had the thought of acknowledging Devil Lord as her teacher, but Devil Lord left.

Devil Lord had his own dignity. Since he said that he didn't want to do it, then it meant that fate hadn't come. Perhaps there was already no hope left for him. Devil Sect Princess looked deeply at Ming Zhu for a moment before leaving.

In the corner of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, Ming Zhu looked at the courtyard in front of her. Her gaze was locked onto the cocoon, where the man she loved deeply.

Just after that one sword.

Zhuge Qingyun's angry roar came from a hidden place at the peak of the Mountain Meng. His pair of scarlet eyes released an endless bloody aura and the mountain was shrouded in red clouds, as if he was a bloodthirsty devil.

"Devil Lord, mind your own business!"

Ever since the Pearl had its will of an Empyrean cut off by a single sword strike, along with the fact that Zhuge Qingyun's main body had been affected, a crack had appeared in the small world within his body. This meant that he had been seriously injured. This was also the terror of Wu Tie's Sword. How could the third ranked Divine Instrument be so easy to deal with?

If Devil Lord was willing, he could have even sacrificed a bit to kill the Sky Sovereign with a single slash.

Zhuge Qingyun was extremely resentful. However, he did not dare to find trouble with Devil Lord because to Devil Lord, they belonged to another existence.

"I must obtain the Unparalleled Divine Instrument!"

Zhuge Qingyun's scarlet pupils contracted, and hot flames of vengeance burst out. He truly understood the terror of Wu Tie's sword, the Divine Instrument was a Divine Instrument, because it was above everything else.

While Zhuge Qingyun was severely injured, in a certain village in the outskirts of Dragon City, a heart-wrenching scream resounded through the sky. A golden symbol appeared in the sky. It was Shu Zu's Source energy. A crack actually appeared in the sky. Like Zhuge Qingyun, after being affected by it, Shu Zu was heavily injured.

The golden symbols rotated irregularly, slowly recovering. However, it would take at least half a month to recover. During this half month, he could not use his origin energy. He had to be extremely careful, or else he would be discovered. In order to avoid Dao Zun, he didn't dare to make a move. However, just as he was about to recover, he was heavily injured and had no choice but to hide again.

"Devil Lord!"

The golden symbol let out an angry roar, and then it slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The Dark Lord was definitely finished.

Dao Zun's goal was actually to use the Dark Lord and himself to fill in the gaps of the small world. Using two Sky Sovereigns to be the core of the small world was a true big deal. Dao Zun almost succeeded.

Shu Zu regretted that he actually trusted Dao Zun, that complete swindler!

Dragon City's South City Wall, a lonely voice stood beneath the city walls, silently looking into the city walls. His gaze passed through the Dragon City's defensive array formation, saw through the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, and focused on Yang Ping's body inside the cocoon.

He couldn't even see through himself?

Dao Zun was unhappy, he never thought that fate could rely on his perception, this was equivalent to losing control. Dao Zun really didn't like this feeling. If he lost control of something, he would do everything he could to kill it.

It was as if there was a mysterious force affecting Yang Ping's transformation, preventing him from succeeding. This was because once he succeeded, it meant that a new kind of fate would appear out of nowhere.

What did this mean?

Dao Zun did not dare to imagine. He remembered that person back then, a peerless supreme expert. Wasn't it fate that was void? He couldn't even sense or control fate, much less the Heavenly Dao.

He definitely couldn't let Yang Ping succeed.

Just as Dao Zun wanted to kill Yang Ping with disdain, his expression suddenly changed greatly. He coldly looked into the distance and from a certain location in the void, it seemed as if a golden line was shooting over. Before he could react, the new miniature world started to fluctuate. The Dark Monarch, who was suppressing the world inside it, seemed to have seen an opportunity and used the last of his strength to struggle.

"You're lucky!"

Dao Zun knew that he had to deal with the will of the Dark Lord, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.

"Devil Lord, our game has only just begun. One day, I will make you kneel before me!" Dao Zun sneered in his heart. He understood that he couldn't go against Devil Lord for the time being and leave the Dragon City to deal with the Dark Lord.

Only now did the Dragon City return to its normal calm.

However, a huge movement occurred at the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

It was as if spring had arrived.

Fresh sprouts grew from the trees in the front yard, then they turned into green leaves, and finally they fell onto the ground and turned into dried leaves. It was as if the four seasons had alternated, and a cycle of reincarnation had occurred. There was an invisible force of destiny controlling the growth of the trees, but among the countless leaves, there was a single sprout that maintained its tenacious vitality.

The shoots are growing strong and never fade.

The cocoon in the front yard split open.

The light inside was hazy, as if an unknown great world, full of mysteries, yet also like the boundless starry sky of the universe.

A hand stretched out from the cocoon.

What followed was a delicate and pretty face.

Finally, Yang Ping walked out of the mysterious world, looked up at the sky, and his eyes shot out a golden light. His body was filled with endless power, and one punch could shatter a vacuum.

So powerful!

Yang Ping felt like he was in a dream. He dreamt of going to the Ultimate Land and obtaining the supreme inheritance. He saw the back of a person sitting alone in the void, emitting an aura of invincibility and loneliness.

Wearing a green robe meant for the ages.

This was true invincibility!

Yang Ping wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't communicate here. He could only pass on the information silently through his brainwave. However, the other party did not respond. Inheritance after inheritance entered his mind. He had received a very mysterious inheritance.

Fate was empty.

After the inheritance was over, Yang Ping woke up and saw a new world, a new and stubborn sprout. He went to the tree and reached down and plucked the never-fading bud and looked at it for a long time.

"He's a new student."

Yang Ping sighed and said.

At this moment, a black light fell from the sky straight towards Yang Ping's head. It was a power that could ignore time and space, and it was the pure quantity of Spiritual Force. It wanted to kill Yang Ping and kill him in the bud.

Dao Zun's face appeared in the sky.

He looked at Yang Ping coldly.

Dao Zun!

Yang Ping's eyes were bloodshot. However, under the powerful attack of Dao Zun, his body had yet to recover. He could only watch helplessly as the black light shot towards him.

Once the black light gathered around Yang Ping, he knew the consequences would be severe.2

The fisherman was the first to discover that even though the fishing rod with emerald green liquid clashed with the black light, the fishing rod made from Wujia Ridge could not withstand the black light. With a "Kacha" sound, the fishing rod broke into two pieces.

The fisherman spat out blood as he looked at the sky in shock.

Inside the black light was an aura that made the angler's soul throb. This was the aura of a Divine Instrument.

But just when Yang Ping was helpless.

A beautiful figure pounced towards the black light.

Yang Ping saw the beautiful figure's face and his entire body turned cold. He shouted, "Ming Zhu, come back here!"

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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