Chapter 178

Ye Ling stood in the void, his hair scattered, like a demon god. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Ling looked back, there was endless sadness in his eyes, he was not cruel, on the contrary, he was still very kind, he had not experienced everything that a cultivator had experienced, the world was not beautiful for him, but it was by no means sinister.

Bullying the soft and afraid of the hard?

Big fish eat little fish?

These things are only recorded in Ye Ling's mind, and Ye Ling has never really touched these things.

It wasn't until this time, when the strong used the lives of the weak to practice the exercises, that Ye Ling somewhat understood the rules of the human world.

"Senior!" Liu Shiyuan exclaimed, looking at Ye Ling's eyes with more and more admiration.

Ye Ling lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Sect Master, Wu Zi cultivates magic skills, and I will kill him." ”

The master of the Trapping God Gate seemed to have just reacted, and nodded hurriedly, "He practices magic skills, and he should be punished!"

"If it's okay, Ye still wants to go to the forbidden place of the gods. ”

Ye Ling bowed his hand to the door master.

"Yes, yes, please, please. ”

Ye Ling took a few steps back in the void, and then turned back and said, "Ye Ling will leave on his own after his cultivation is over, and at that time, he will not ask the sect master for his resignation." ”

"Yes, I see. ”

Looking at the way the master of the Trapping God Gate nodded and bowed, Ye Ling sighed lightly, turned around and left.

Trapped in the forbidden place

Ye Ling stood here, the last time he came here, Ye Ling was a little strange, but he didn't go too deep, there were too many unknown things in it, even Ye Ling didn't dare to take risks easily.

A looming sword aura gradually emerged beside Ye Ling's body.

The sword qi is released.

Shenzun did not leave a sword technique in Jianfeng, but left his own sword intent, Ye Ling felt there for a year, and it was also a small success, Shenzun's sword intent was sharp and sharp, it was a superior killing method, but it was too sharp.

Ye Ling uses a heavy sword, on the one hand, the weapon has been formed, the heavy sword has no edge, Ye Ling is also happy to use a heavy sword, on the other hand, the fast sword is not suitable for Ye Ling, Gu Feng and Ye Ling also tried many times, and finally finalized Ye Ling's sword path.

Ye Ling's swordsmanship is not bad, and the sword intent has absorbed the strengths of the Divine Venerable, and when he practiced the Lingxi Sword Wave in the Imperial Realm, he even comprehended Ling Xiao's sword intent, which is another kind of sword intent, which is different from the sword intent of the Divine Venerable, Ye Ling also comprehended it for some time at that time, and now Ye Ling feels a sword intent.

This kind of sword intent, with grievances, faintly restrains this sword intent.

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, it was the same last time, this kind of faint restraint of his sword intent prevented him from continuing to explore.

This time, Ye Ling secretly thought that he must rush in.

What does the name of the trapped god mean?

Ye Ling walked forward silently, thinking about the inheritance.

The coercion of the sword intent became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more difficult for Ye Ling to walk.

What is a forbidden place?

No one has been able to break into the Shenmen Gate for nearly 10,000 years, which shows how difficult it is.

In the past 10,000 years, there has not been a person whose combat power is higher than that of Ye Ling? This is obviously impossible.

Ye Ling deliberately went to check the Venerable who had been on the border for nearly 10,000 years, and there had been hundreds of Venerables and saints in the Trapping God Gate? I'm afraid that there was only the one who founded the mountain gate of the Trap God Gate.

So Ye Ling is still a little confident, and the master of the Trapping God Gate also said that he has never entered this forbidden place himself.

Hmm――

Ye Ling gritted his teeth, this kind of sword intent suppressed his sword intent too much. Ye Ling was already a little unable to hold on.

Grief -

Ye Ling was silent, this sad artistic conception had been experienced by himself for a long time.

But!

Ye Ling's eyes widened suddenly.

"Illusion?"

No wonder, Ye Ling whispered, this kind of sad sword intent will lead to the illusion, the situation in this Xinjiang Ye Ling also saw it, there are no people who cultivate the mind, the human heart here is not particularly good, and it is very possible for the illusion to sink.

Yeling closed her eyes slightly.

After that, what came to mind was-

Eyes full of grief and resentment.

Ye Ling was shocked for a moment, these eyes were full of agility and light before, when did they become so dim?

"Dragon ------ Clear Moon"

Ye Ling softly read out the name of the person in front of him, what is this illusion------

"Yeling, can you --- not kill my brother ---?"

"Kill --- Long Qinghao?" Ye Ling was puzzled, looking at his hands, which were covered with blood, and behind Long Qingyue was Long Qinghao, who had bloodshot on the corner of his mouth and covered the wound on his chest.

Ye Ling's eyes widened, "------ fake"

"It's fake!"

"Brother Night. Long Qinghao smiled bitterly, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Why did you suddenly make such a ruthless move, you want to kill me?"

Ye Ling took a few steps forward and gently touched Long Qingyue's cheek.

Although Long Qingyue was trembling, she didn't retreat a step.

Ye Ling looked at Long Qingyue with a heartache, and the real touch on his hand made Ye Ling unable to tell whether this was reality or illusion.

"--- you are so afraid of me?"

Long Qingyue shook her head, "Don't be afraid." ”

Unafraid?

Ye Ling smiled bitterly, and then raised her eyebrows.

Long Qingyue's body subconsciously tensed.

Ye Ling turned around and shouted angrily, "Break!"

Suddenly, Ye Ling looked back and saw the brothers and sisters of the Long family who were still standing there.

Bang bang -

Ye Ling's heart was beating wildly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and his pupils contracted suddenly.

"Isn't this an illusion?"

At the thought of this, Ye Ling gulped in the air, as if he had been greatly frightened.

"Brother Night, do you think this is an illusion?" Long Qinghao showed a hint of anger and pointed to the wound on his chest, "Is this wound also fake?"

Ye Ling looked at Long Qingyue in a daze, and then reached out to touch Long Qingyue's face.

Illusion? Real?

Ye Ling's body burst out with a fierce sword intent, wanting to use the sharp sword intent of the Divine Venerable to forcibly cut through the void.

"Ye Ling!" Long Qinghao shouted, his body moved rapidly, and he punched Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's sword intent was Ling Ran, and the sharp sword qi cut through Long Qinghao's skin, Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back.

A strange smile appeared on Long Qinghao's face.

The body slammed into Yeling's hand.

Blood splattered.

Ye Ling was stunned, and the touch on his hand was telling Ye Ling that his hand had penetrated Long Qinghao's body.

"Brother!"

Long Qingyue's exclamation brought Ye Ling back to his senses.

"Yeling, you ---" Long Qingyue pulled Yeling's collar and shouted loudly, "How can you kill my brother?"

Ye Ling looked at Long Qingyue blankly, her eyes lost focus.

"Kill her, kill her------ kill her"

"Kill her, kill her"

"Kill her!"

"Kill --- her ---"

Ye Ling whispered, and the eyes that looked at Long Qingyue became terrifying.

Plaintive.

It's that grieving sword intent again.

Ye Ling's brain suddenly calmed down.

Grievance, melancholy, mixed with great hatred.

This is that this hatred is hidden too deeply, and Ye Ling didn't notice it at the beginning.

It was only now that this hatred had affected Ye Ling's thoughts, and Ye Ling had truly discovered the existence of this emotion.

Kill your best friend with your own hands.

The sword intent that is perceived by the negative emotions of such hatred and remorse.

Ye Ling shuddered deeply.

This method is so vicious, no wonder those people didn't pass it.

Killing a close friend will inevitably affect the Dao heart.

If you don't kill and die in this illusion, I'm afraid you will really die in reality.

"Why don't you kill her!"

A voice roared angrily in Ye Ling's head.

"Kill her"

"You can cultivate this top-notch kendo!"

"Kill her!"

Ye Ling was silent, looked at Long Qingyue in front of her, raised her hand, and gently rubbed her hair.

"Don't worry, neither you nor I will die. ”

With that, Ye Ling closed his eyes, sword intent and protected himself.

Use Zhiqiang's consciousness to resist the sword intent full of hatred.

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