Lao Dao looked at him, smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Because I saw your memory, that filthy, brutal, murderous, terrifying, as if a hell, only the memories of Mrs. Hu's short years are the only warmth." ”

After listening to his words, Hu Yinshan's face was unpredictable, as if the sky was cloudy before the storm, and it was like the dawn of the coming morning, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be unable to extricate himself from the sea of memories and couldn't help himself.

"It's a pity that such a good woman ran into a demon like you, ruined her life, didn't live a normal life, and even gave birth to maggots in her corpse before she was buried in the ground. Lao Dao sneered.

Hu Yinshan's face was gloomy, his heart was furious, and he said like thunder: "You are looking for death!" His fingers inserted into his heart hatefully, clenching it hard, almost wanting to pinch the warm heart of benevolence.

Lao Dao didn't show any pain on his face, closed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Draw the thunder from the sky, remove the evil obstacles!"

The deep night sky where countless dark clouds gathered, suddenly thunder sounded, thousands of ways like leaf stems and veins, and like blood vessels branched, the thunder that was as bright as day, split the dark night sky, like a silver whip across the sky, along the canopy of the sky straight to the earth.

Hu Yinshan grabbed the heart that was about to be pulled out of his chest, surprised by the day-like light, and looked up to see that the terrifying heavenly thunder with infinite power had fallen from the night sky, like a silver light, slashing straight towards him.

wanted to escape, but at this time, Hu Yinshan found that his feet had already been frozen by the melted body of the old way, as if they were poured in rammed earth, coupled with the continuous input of spiritual energy, his legs were fixed, and he couldn't escape at all.

"I'm already a god, what can I do with the catastrophe, you can't destroy me!" Hu Yinshan's eyes widened, and he roared hysterically, using all his aura, leaving no trace behind, converging on the top of his head, forming a circular barrier, hoping to withstand the catastrophe of the thunder of the day.

Lao Dao smiled, touched it with one hand to reveal a big hole in his bubbling and bleeding heart, and opened his palm with the other, facing the sky, as if he had grabbed the heavenly thunder in the air and made it accelerate and fall.

And in the thunder of the sky, there seems to be a thunderous giant sword, as majestic as a towering tree, bathed in white light, stabbing at Huyin Mountain.

"If you don't die if you don't die, you will die together!" Hu Yinshan took out his left hand and grabbed Lao Dao's neck, but after leaving without caring about his hand, the aura barrier above his head had weakened.

Lao Dao always had a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking Hu Yinshan when he was dying, he was still obsessed, he only wanted to harm people, and never reflected on the deep sins of this life.

The thunder giant sword that burst out with infinite white light, like a huge stone tablet of silver light, broke through the air, mixed with the lightning of the heavenly thunder, and smashed straight into the two dying people who were entangled together.

"Destroy all forms and gods, evil obstacles!" Lao Dao struggled to breathe a few words out of his throat.

The white light flooded the two of them, and within a hundred meters of the surrounding area, everything was annihilated, and even half of the lake water was evaporating in an instant, not to mention the dense forest, grass and trees, all of which were turned into ashes.

Within a hundred miles, all the people who were sleeping or carrying lamps felt the tremor of the earth, and thought it was an earthquake, and all the candles and lamps were extinguished by the fierce invisible shockwaves, and even the glazed tiles on the houses were all shattered.

The loud sound of the white light giant sword smashing into the earth was even more heard, causing everyone's eardrums to almost burst, and it took a long time to return to normal, and the captive livestock with sensitive hearing struggled desperately, extremely frightened.

When the white light disappeared, there was silence all around, except for the smell of ash floating in the air.

The dark clouds dispersed, the bright moon hung high again in the night sky, the black and inky sky turned into a dark blue as deep as the sea, and on the bare earth, there was a giant sword with a glittering ghostly light, stuck in the ground.

That sword, like a fast, extremely thin and sharp stone tablet, remembered the two lost men who fought viciously.

The sword, not even a shadow, because the blade is extremely thin, there is nothing around, only this sword, extremely lonely.

But under the scorched earth, there was a little arch, as if the worm had drilled out of the ground, and then the worm got bigger and bigger, and it turned into a naked old man, without a trace.

It turned out that at the moment when the giant sword fell, in order to avoid the heavenly thunder, Lao Dao actually broke his arm and turned into an extremely small thing, hiding in the dirt, avoiding the heavenly thunder giant sword.

"Finally died under the catastrophe, even the corpse is gone, as long as you do a little good deed, the poor Dao will be merciful, let you die a better life. "Lao Dao is a little lonely, he has lost such an opponent of equal strength, and the whole world is full of little monsters, and it is like ants to catch, which is not interesting.

"Really?" That terrifying voice still existed in this world, and as soon as Lao Dao turned around, Hu Yinshan was also standing behind him with his naked body, his face was extremely hideous, "Do you think that only you will obtain other people's memories through aura, can't I?"

It turned out that the moment Hu Yinshan grabbed Lao Dao's neck, he absorbed his aura and obtained some of his memories at the same time, including the method of becoming smaller.

"I can't imagine that there are still people who like to be smaller, in that case, I should have given it to you a long time ago, especially somewhere, after you get smaller, you can't get bigger again. Lao Dao was annoyed by his carelessness, and actually forgot to get rid of Hu Yinshan's choke at the moment when his luck became smaller, so as not to be stolen by him.

"I can't imagine that you are a stinky old way, and there are such cruel methods, which almost caused me to fall into the Tao, fortunately, there are countless puppets sleeping in this world, and one will wake up every year, if I am okay, I will kill them in time, if I die, one of them will inherit all my memories and live for me, so you will never kill me. Hu Yinshan sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

"Then resurrect one, kill one!" Lao Dao said resolutely, flew up, and wanted to pull out the giant sword that was inserted in the ground and was more than ten zhang high.

Unexpectedly, Hu Yinshan had already taken the lead, jumped up naked, kicked the old road away, and used up the aura of the whole body, and kicked the old road away for more than 100 zhang, and it was enough to overwhelm a scorched black rockery before stopping, and a rockery was crushed to the ground and shattered into countless stones.

Hu Yinshan took advantage of the power of that kick, jumped to the top of the giant sword, stepped on the hilt of the sword, looked at the cold light of the sword body, and said proudly: "Stinky old Dao, this divine weapon has nothing to do with you from now on, let you see, what it feels like to be killed by your own artifact." ”。

Lao Dao himself was already seriously injured, and this kick was even more kicking, he spit out a few mouthfuls of dirty black blood, covered his chest with severe pain, looked at the ink-colored divine soldier, and said with a look of disgust: "The divine soldier has its own spirituality, where is it driven by a shameless fanatic like you?"

"Hmph, I might as well let you die!" Hu Yinshan sneered.