No, no!

No!

He tried his best to control himself, almost using all his mind and strength, his fingertips were stretched to the trembling Cheng Dù, but the movement was still not the slightest sluggish, and on the white fingers, the sharp ice blade flashed coldly.

Struggling to regain control of a small amount of spiritual power, and this was to no avail, the sharp blade of lightning and stone fire had already reached Yang Ming's back.

Will he die at my hands like this?

The next moment, scarlet blood instantly soaked Yang Ming's robe, Yang Ming felt the warmth, and was shocked that he didn't have time to deal with Eryang, so he only used two hands to pull Li Yao's shoulders fiercely, forcing him to separate from himself.

But it was too late.

The Taixu Mustard Seed Array finally collapsed, and from between the gaps in the space frantically poured in was an extremely dark ink cloud, circling and rotating rapidly on everyone's heads in the shape of a dragon, it was the Heavenly Tribulation Thundercloud! And the sky outside the thundercloud was also collapsing like another layer of formation, and the fragments of the sky were falling and disappearing little by little, and beyond the gap, there was an invisible mysterious space, which was exactly the situation when the world was collapsing!

The double pressure from the top almost deforms people's internal organs, the cervical spine and shoulder blades seem to be pressed by the power of all kinds, and it is easy to lie on the ground, just like the way of heaven is forcing people to throw themselves on its five bodies, and the collapse of the world brings about the disorder of the state of mind.

But Yang Ming didn't care at all.

Blood is a very sticky thing, and when it drips, it can be called lingering.

His red eyes stared at Li Yao's blood-soaked hands, no, wrists.

Li Yao's right hand has been broken, he took control of that bit of spiritual power in the end, and cut off his hand from the flesh and skin, the heart puppet has become invalid, and now if he is not grabbed by Yang Ming, he will not be able to stand at all under the pressure of Heavenly Dao. He looked at Yang Ming's hideous face and thought, ah, in the end, he still couldn't do it.

But if I had to do it again, I would have chosen it this way, Lao Tzu is very righteous.

Yang Ming opened his mouth and was about to roar something, but at this time, a thunderous fall overshadowed his words, and he also flew out of the Li Yao he was holding, and was hooked by Lu Yang, jumped back in his arms, and flew away from him.

Yang Ming roared angrily, but he didn't have time to react at all, and the ninety-nine eighty-one Heavenly Tribulation Thunder fell continuously, and he couldn't help but leave. The powerful thunder continued to smash out on the ground, one by one deep pits, Yang Ming roared angrily, but he couldn't take a step, the powerful impact made him can only stand in place and suffer, just resisting requires all his strength, and there is no way to move again.

Yang hugged Li Yao and watched this qiē coldly from the sidelines. The power of that heavenly tribulation was too huge, and from his angle, he could only see that countless dazzling pillars of light continued to fall from the ink clouds, and the smaller pillars of light merged together to form an even larger pillar of light, and in the center of the pillar of light was a very small figure.

Under the coercion, that person really seemed too small.

As the catastrophe continued, the pressure released became more and more intense, and Yang barely fell down when he supported the ground with the tip of his sword, and Li Yao, who was in a lower realm, was even weaker, if it wasn't for Yang forcibly holding him, it was estimated that he would have collapsed to the ground long ago. But his mind was very clear, he knew that Yang Ming would definitely survive this tribulation, even if this tribulation had merged with the collapse of the world and become the strongest and most difficult tribulation in history, but he would definitely succeed.

But what about his own mission? Yang Ming survived the Heavenly Tribulation and became an immortal, so he would no longer be able to kill the immortal body, not to mention that Yang Ming would fly to the immortal realm, and he would stay in this world and destroy all things.

It seems that this time it's really going to be over.,Sure enough.,Reality and fiction are different.,Not all people can succeed.,I'm afraid he's going to have to explain here this time.,Novels are all deceptive.,Come on such a trip.,A mission didn't succeed.,And suffered a lot.

The dazzling scenes of thunderstorms and landslides were quietly reflected in his pupils.

But I don't regret it.

Yang Ming looked up to the sky and roared, his red eyes and long flying hair made him look like a rakshasa roaring under the heavenly path. The catastrophe did not give him a little room to breathe, and it continued to fall. At this time, the Taixu Mustard Seed Array had completely collapsed, and the surrounding area had reverted to the appearance of the back mountain of the Piercing Heaven Sect, the sky above was still collapsing, and the ground was a piece of flying sand, stones, grass and trees.

With Yang Ming's feet as the center, a huge scorched earth pit appeared, and another huge catastrophe thunder fell, only to see that the wave of coercion was in a ring, radiating out, and where it was swept, all the trees were cut off, and even those mountains were cut off in an instant. Yan Chuqi and those corpses were swept out and disappeared, and the ink clouds almost covered the entire heaven and earth, and in the darkness, there was only the thick and huge piercing pillar of light, which was exceptionally clear in this qiē.

Li Yao's sense of light was already strong, and even if he closed his eyes at the moment, he would be in tears, but he stared at this qiē without blinking, and he saw that the figure in the center of the pillar of light seemed so weak, compared to the vast heavenly tribulation, it was really insignificant, but until now, that person did not fall, still standing straight, raising his head and roaring, and wanted to approach his direction.

Yang Ming's clothes have become ragged, the muscles on his body have been tense to the point of soreness, the Xuan Qi around his body is running wildly, and the powerful spiritual platform domain in the late stage of the tribulation surrounds his body, forming an indestructible barrier, and the heavenly tribulation hits it one by one, colliding with dazzling firelight. If at the beginning, it was quite bearable, then the later it is, the more difficult the heavenly tribulation becomes! Yang Ming's teeth clenched, the corners of his mouth had oozed blood, and his feet sank deep into the ground, stepping out of two deep pits, his red eyes burst out, but in the time of half a burnt incense, the heavenly thunder had reached the last nine realms!

The power of these ninety-nine eighty-one tribulations is extraordinary, and it can be divided into nine realms according to the strength, and the levels within the small realm are constantly increasing, and the large realm is directly superimposed step by step, and in the end, that Cheng dù can be described as terrifying!

Together!

Yang Ming's fists clenched.

Two courses!

Blood oozed from the clenched teeth.

Three ways!

The bloodshot eyes burst.

Four ways!

In the bright red vision, I saw the man lying in someone else's arms.

Five Ways!

He let out a shout!

Six ways!

He tried his best to lift his leg and take a step in that direction!

Seven paths.

Under the pressure of the catastrophe, his raised leg knelt down on one knee, his clothes were soaked with blood and were chopped into tatters, and his exposed back was densely covered with tired scars.

Eight ways.

The fist slammed to the ground for support, and the blood flowed along the terrifying spiritual power of the arm in the air, and it was about to give him the final blow.

Nine ways.

All the souls were tortured and unformed, scorching, burning, peeling, stinging, and even the slightest nerve endings felt incomparably painful!

However, it doesn't matter, this bit of pain, compared with the inheritance of the Xuandao at the beginning, this is actually not a deeper pain, but, at the beginning, it was a powerless despair, and now, the most fearful thing is happening in front of you, but there is nothing you can do!

Wrath!

Furious!

Why has it come to this stage and become the most powerful being, or do you want to hinder me!

"Heavenly Dao - Death - !!"

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and struck a palm violently into the sky, and in an instant, the black flame in his palm and the white light of the Heavenly Dao confronted each other, and the ripples at the junction were distorted and the light was sheng, and the rumbling thunder was bursting, and finally "bang-", Yang Ming was violently bounced back, but at the same time, the thunder of the day was also gone.

Thunder tribulation, soar into it.

This move has been unfinished for thousands of years.

The ink cloud dispersed, but the light of the fairy world that should have appeared did not appear, and the sky above was mostly shattered, and he became the last immortal in this world.

Yang Ming stood up a little shaky, and then stumbled towards Li Yao, his Xuan Qi was already very little, and the immortal power that should have filled his body did not appear because of the collapse of the world, and now he can be described as extremely weak.

But he can't wait to rest any longer, he wants to go!

Yang looked at the appearance of this newly promoted immortal wolf bèi indifferently, on the distant horizon, the mountains were already gradually collapsing, and the fragments of the sky began to fall in large pieces.

Isn't it the scenery of the mountains and the sky?

The appearance of a devastation and decaying smoke and dust and the death of all things looks really beautiful and desperate.

He smiled, looked down at Li Yao in his arms, obviously he didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes, but he still had to stretch out his hand, oh, no, it was his wrist.

What kind of feelings do you have for him?

Yang couldn't think clearly, but he wasn't entangled, Yang Ming was about to get closer, and it was time to end this qiē.

On the rotating mural of the Piercing Heaven Sect, that apprentice didn't actually want that secret. He is just very jealous, in the master's heart, there will be something more important than himself, stealing is just a temptation, but unfortunately in the end it turned into a betrayal, the master set up the Taixu mustard seed array, the intention is actually very close to the original intention of the emperor, that is, to torture the traitor with an inescapable cage.

Master, you are really generous, you use heaven and earth as a cage, and if you can't keep it, then no one can escape.

But it's not necessary, because from the moment I left you, I was no longer free.

The next moment, when Yang Ming was about to touch Li Yao, he stabbed the sword in his hand into Li Yao's heart.

Blood spilled on Yang Ming's face, like a scar across his cheek.

"You"

Li Yao looked at the blood-red sword tip pierced through his chest, and the white clothes were quickly dyed, which was still the clothes that Yang gave him.

But in the next second, after Yang Yang pulled out his sword, it was Yang Ming who fell down holding his heart!