1246: C1246 Wall-view

C1246 Wall-view

All along, in the eyes of the Southern North Heavenly King, Yang Ping had only been an experimental vehicle for the pair of master and disciple trying to create a new world as a sacrifice, and Yang Ping was definitely not the only one. There must have been other experimental vectors as well, so the old man did not think too highly of Yang Ping.

Too terrifying.

If one were to condense all the darkness in the universe, even a Heavenly King would have to retreat. Compared to the universe, a single person seemed too insignificant, even an old man would not be able to forcefully suppress them.

The heavens weren't high, but the human heart was.

The human heart was the strongest and the most terrifying, because there was no limit to one's desires.

The old man stared at Yang Ping and observed the changes in his body. He did not hesitate to use a large amount of pressure to make Yang Ping lose her balance and release a terrifying potential. Compared to the darkness inside Yang Ping's body, the Devil Qi that leaked out of the Land of Dark Passage, was not even worth mentioning.

"Enough."

The old man extended his hand and a magnificent palace formed above his head. There were a total of eighteen levels, and each level represented an endless parallel world. A total of eighteen worlds appeared, creating an unprecedented tomb.

The moment the Heavenly Tomb appeared, it absorbed the darkness, suppressing the Heavens.

The darkness returned to calmness. Yang Ping's eyes turned from absolute darkness into a stellar universe, as if they were nullified, reborn, reborn, reborn, and reincarnated unceasingly. Finally, they returned to the Primal Chaos, a land of primal chaos.

"Formidable."

After he saw through the changes in Yang Ping's body, the old man could not help but sigh with emotion: "As expected of the number one person in the universe, able to deceive the way of heaven and can also create countless lives. If the experimental carrier succeeds, then he will become an unfathomable oddity that has never been seen before."

Just as the old man was shocked, pondering, and hesitating, a palm flew in from the sky. A Spatiotemporal River pierced through the blue sky, forcefully pulling apart the past, three dimensions of time, and infinitely shortened the distance between the palm and Yang Ping, wanting to kill him with a single strike.

This palm was too terrifying. Everywhere it passed, all sorts of power erupted, as though there was no other power in the world that could resist against it other than the essence of the universe. Spatiotemporal River represented immortality, and using the power of space and time to attack was impossible to defend against.

North Heavenly King made his move.

He wanted to kill Yang Ping.

The old man, who was hesitating at first, suddenly emitted a divine light from his eyes. He said coldly, "Old bald donkey, why are you even more impatient than I am? You are not even as powerful as me." With that said, the Glorious Palace crashed into the Spatiotemporal River behind him. The two thousand strong forces collided, causing the void to be annihilated, and turned into an absolute darkness. However, the two of them had excellent control over the area and had not harmed a single plant in the Dragon City.

An old figure appeared on the small path, his yellow pupils releasing a piercing light, he said unhappily: "The cycle of karma, retaliates, the shackles that have been holding me back for so many years are going to disappear, why are you making things difficult for yourself?"

The old man sneered, "So what if your father doesn't like you?"

The one who made a move was naturally the North Heavenly King, he naturally saw that Yang Ping was extraordinary, and felt that she might become a threat in the future, possibly affecting her future path, so she did not hesitate to lower herself to help, but unfortunately, she was stopped by the old man, making him unhappy.

However, you should know, if it wasn't for that pair of master, you and I would have reached a higher level long ago. Throughout the history and times, we only have one chance, and if we were to miss it, you and I can only become nothingness. No matter how strong one's realm is, one cannot jump out. "

The old monk was obviously excited and shouted, "You lunatic, quickly get out of the way."

The old man shook his head and frowned: "I think you're too old and muddleheaded. Do you really think they only know how to prepare an experimental carrier? If Yang Ping died, their power would spread to the other carriers and the success rate would be even higher. Their main body is to let the carriers kill each other.

The old monk sighed, "In the end, you still have to stop me. Fine, I will only make a move once, since he is fine, it means that the fate of the mortal world is not ended, and the karma is not broken. But if you try to protect him like this, he will only die faster."

"At least it's better than being inexplicably killed by you." The old man spat on the ground and directly spat on the old monk's face. He did not have any sense of shame.

The old monk frowned, feeling helpless.

When dealing with someone whose level of strength was not below his, the other party still had no rules. The old monk was furious, but he could only say, "How about this, let's give up and watch from the sidelines. What do you say?"

"Don't think that I don't know that you want to use those juniors to carry out your bullshit plan. Let me warn you, if all the beauties in the world are gone, then I'll be the first to not let you go." The old man sneered.

The old monk harrumphed, "Don't worry, I always pay attention to cause and effect."

"F * ck off."

The old man didn't want to talk to the old monk. The two of them had different opinions. Last time, the old man wanted to take advantage of the old monk's injuries and kill him, but unfortunately, killing a Heavenly King was almost impossible.2

Karma is your Dao in the past. You have understood Karma in the past. With a long sigh, the old monk turned around and left, "Don't force me. The other two are about to come out. When the time comes, you should consider it yourself. You are not a match for three against one."

The other two were talking about the Heavenly Kings of the same realm as them, East, West, North and North, where the old man was the South Heavenly King, controlling the Heavenly Tombs, the old monk was the North Heavenly King, controlling the Great Way of Space and Time, and there was also a butcher and an alcoholic. The two of them had control over other Daos, but their strength was not weaker than the South Heavenly King.

"Don't try to force me here, if you want to threaten me, don't think that I will be so easily bullied. When that happens, I will have the ZhongTian King appear and kill you all."

The old man was unwilling to be outdone as he threatened.

Indeed, the reputation of the ZhongTian King was enough to intimidate the old monk. Amongst the four Heavenly Kings, there was one other mid-tier divine ability. This person was the strongest amongst the five of them, and had the means to suppress the Heavenly King.

"Could it be that you're not clear what happened to the Wujia Ridge?"

The old monk paused for a moment, then coldly snorted: "This matter is too big, even if we are involved we can forget about getting out of here." You better take care of yourself. "

"Both of them will not help each other."

Suddenly, the old man rolled his eyes and shouted.

The old monk frowned, hesitated for a while, then nodded: "It's a pity, you and I can't do anything. Yang Ping's path is a foregone conclusion, since the moment she was born, she has been destined to come to an end.

"It's a deal."

The old man harrumphed and said, "I don't believe it, what bullshit. It's nothing more than a chicken and a dog, all bullsh * t."

"Do your best."

The old monk left.

The old man looked at the unconscious Yang Ping, and said while clicking his tongue, "Brat, I, your father, have offended the old bald donkey for your sake, and the other two bastards might have long been watching us. You must work hard, and don't die halfway through your journey."

A streak of five-colored light entered his heart.

The old man left.

The two Heavenly Kings had reached an agreement. The two of them would not help each other and just let nature take its course. Now, it all depended on whether Yang Ping could endure through it. If she could endure it, he would naturally become a god.

Half a day later.

Yang Ping slowly woke up with a sharp pain in her head.

Teng Qingshan was still there.

Zhu Xi's Tomb.

Four scarlet words bore traces of the Great Dao. Strangely, when the grave departed, a purplish-gold coffin was revealed.

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