The world suddenly became deathly quiet.

The black lotus flower, with its petals closed, burned silently in flames.

The puppeteer reverted to his human form and stood in place like a statue.

Xun Mu, who was as old as a corpse, leaned his head on a stone, quietly looked at the scene in front of him, and grinned with difficulty.

His longevity was almost exhausted, and he was too badly injured to have much longevity left, and he could consume it to recover from his injuries.

But he has no regrets.

The Hades Emperor, who treats him as a pawn, but looks down on him as a pawn, is planted this time.

If he wants to recover in the future, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Xun Mu gave a thumbs up to the black flame lotus flower, and said vaguely.

"Zhang Zhengyi, I misjudged you before, you are a fucking man, if there is still the world after death, let's see you over there, I will set you a drink, let's have a cup of enmity. ”

Before he finished speaking, Xun Mu was already so weak that he couldn't speak, he collapsed on the ground, blood foam continued to spill from his mouth, and he saw that he was breathing more and less breathing.

And Qin Yang, like an emotionless machine, stood in place with indifferent eyes, quietly watching this scene.

It's a lose-lose ending.

In the dead silence, the sound of burning flames, the sound of Xun Mu breathing hard, coughing up blood foam, and other voices began to emerge.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

The sound of the heartbeat, from the faint at the beginning, slowly turned into thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The puppeteer, who had been standing still, turned his head to look at Qin Yang, who was also expressionless.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of throbbing, accompanied by the earth-shattering heartbeat, slowly emerging.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, more and more intense, like a heavy drum and hammer, and everything here seems to be shaken together.

Xun Mu, who was so old that he was dying, covered his chest in pain, and the expression on his face slowly became extremely painful.

Originally, they were waiting to die, but at this moment, Xun Mu covered his chest, got up with a smoke, leaned over, like an old man, his little short legs were fast, and he fled quickly into the distance.

The throbbing in the puppeteer's eyes also became stronger and stronger with the sound of his heartbeat, and then when the throbbing completely surfaced in his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned his head and ran.

In an instant, only the huge flame black lotus and Qin Yang were left in the same place.

The sound of the heartbeat jumped out of Qin Yang's chest.

His qi and blood were churning, burning into flames, the true yuan was boiling, if the monstrous rage, his divine soul, the fluctuations emitted, were also like the roar of the angry sea.

Only his consciousness was undisturbed, and there was no ripple at all.

Qin Yang's face was expressionless, motionless, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no emotional fluctuation, but a drop of hot tears slowly slipped down his cheek.

When that tear was shattered on the ground, Qin Yang slowly stretched out his hand and took out two small books.

He flipped to one of the pages.

There is a clause on it, written in crooked ligatures, that looks perfunctory for long to-do items.

"Don't let Zhang Zhengyi really die, don't worry about anything else. ”

Then, I pulled out another small notebook.

Turn to one of the pages, and there is also a strip on it.

"Kill Zhang Zhengyi once. ”

The following is counted by the method of drawing positive, a "positive" word, followed by a "one".

A total of six Zhang Zhengyi were killed.

Qin Yang put away the small notebook and looked at the black lotus burning in front of him.

It's a bit difficult to complete these two.

He had to revive Zhang first, then get him out of here, and then beat him to death six more times.

Qin Yang slowly stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and touched the black lotus.

The flames burned his palm, and in an instant, his palm ignited, and the flesh withered rapidly, and the flames began to flow down his hand and towards his arm.

Qin Yang glanced at his left hand expressionlessly, stretched out his right hand, grabbed his wrist, exerted his strength in vain, crushed his wrist, and then ripped off the ignited left hand and threw it aside.

Losing his body, his left hand was wrapped in black fire in an instant, and in just one or two breaths, his left hand turned into ashes and dissipated.

At this time, Qin Yang urged the dragon blood treasure technique, mobilized the power of the true dragon's blood, took the elixir, and the broken wrist was surging with flesh and blood, and the new hand was quickly regenerated.

It's just that this newborn hand will be much weaker than the original, and the power will flow to the left hand over and over again.

His left hand couldn't withstand his own strength, his skin continued to crack, and his bones continued to shatter, but at the same time, the Dragon Blood Treasure was being repaired over and over again.

All smashed in an instant, repaired again in an instant, and in just a few breaths, it was repeated hundreds of times.

The strength of his left hand also increased rapidly at an extremely terrifying speed, and after a dozen or so breaths, it was not much different from the original.

During the whole process, Qin Yang didn't even frown, the kind of pain that was enough to make ordinary people collapse, so that his eyes couldn't do it with a slight fluctuation.

Qin Yang stood in front of the Flame Black Lotus, and his thinking began to accelerate.

The more sensible it is, the colder it is, but the faster it is thinking.

Now you don't even need to cool down for overclocking.

In a moment, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

Thinking is too powerful, it has faintly made his body unable to bear it, countless thoughts, forming a storm of thoughts around him, the kind of consciousness that can be clearly felt, but can not be sensed clearly at all, is alternating crazily.

At this moment, any normally thinking creature falls here and is brain-filled by this terrible thought storm, and the best result is to faint and crash on the spot, and never accept this kind of thought storm again.

After just a few breaths, Qin Yang stopped and his crazy thoughts flowed.

Synthesizing all the information and concluding that there are two shortcomings in order to accomplish the goals in the small book.

The first is the most important shortcoming.

Lack of skills and the means to cope.

The second is that the strength is not enough.

The Twelve Demon Swords are no longer able to be cast, and this method of greatly and temporarily increasing their strength is no longer usable.

If you want to make up for your shortcomings in a short period of time, you have the corresponding skills.

There is only one way.

Elevate the realm.

Deduction in the current state, comprehend the White Jade Divine Gate.

It will take about ten years to come to the conclusion.

Then, if the usual data continues to be deduced, it will enter a state of severe intellectual disability for more than one jiazi.

After pushing open the White Jade God Gate, there is a high probability that there will be new abilities, but the portability is too low and the time is too long.

Scrapped.

The only remaining way is to upgrade the Ruined Dao Palace and give birth to the Law Phase.

Then, execute it immediately.

Qin Yang stretched out his left hand, and the left hand of the black shadow merged into his left hand, and at the same time, he began to practice together, and the two volumes of the fragments of the Heavenly Immortal Classics were supplemented.

The mind accelerates to the extreme, and begins to comprehend.

The first meditation is over.

Deduction results, there is a high probability that it may not be enough.

Begin the second meditation and try to continue to complete and deduce.

Fail.

......

Half a cup of tea time later.

On the basis of the original perception, the sixty-third repetition of the enlightenment deduction began.

The understanding is complete, the current conclusion, the direction is correct, the expected results are good, and the next step can be moved.

Start your practice.

Getting started is successful.

Suddenly, above the White Jade Divine Gate, golden patterns emerged, all over the entire White Jade Divine Gate, and the mysterious and mysterious aura erupted out.

There seemed to be some words, floating on the white jade god gate.

Add twenty-three.

At the same time, the Black Jade Divine Gate opened, and the power in the black hand was fully mobilized and continuously poured into the Black Jade Divine Gate.

The black torrent rushed down and turned into a torrential rain that enveloped the whole world.

With the black pouring rain, in the void, pieces of earth fragments collided together, squeezing and merging in an extremely rough way.

Slowly, all the fragments of the earth turned into an irregularly shaped continent.

The land shook violently, changing its shape until everything stabilized.

In the center, as fragments of the earth collided in all directions, an internal peak appeared.

As the black rain continued to fall, around the mountain peaks, huge black palaces with a minimum height of thousands of zhang rose from the ground.

The palaces, between each other, and some broken walls, connect them together, and the faint leakage of the atmosphere is a huge palace group that stretches for thousands of miles.

And the highest solitary peak in the whole world is located in the center of the palace complex.

The lonely peak was still climbing in height, and when it reached a height of 9,999 zhang, it was like encountering an invisible barrier.

Qin Yang remained motionless, continuing to strengthen his strength, and the aura on his body was also rising in a straight line.

The realm climbed all the way to the peak of the Dao Palace, and then stopped, but the breath and momentum were still growing.

Slowly, the top of the lone peak stopped climbing, but the lone peak itself was still changing, and the top turned into a platform as flat as a mirror, which could not be done even an inch higher.

As soon as Qin Yang's thoughts moved, the demonic intent was enlightened, and the demonic qi was born.

Enchanted.

A rune began to appear on his eyebrows, his hair continued to grow, and his complexion began to reveal a hint of gray.

The breath continues to skyrocket as it enters the demon, which is an all-round improvement.

After entering the demon, the White Jade Divine Gate trembled slightly.

Qin Yang's face was expressionless, the side effects of entering the demon were completely negligible to him, this was an extremely effective method with no side effects, so he naturally had to use it first.

With the enchantment, the world inside the Black Jade Divine Gate, the demonic qi also breeded, and it continued to merge into the lonely peak.

But Lone Peak can no longer climb an inch.

At this time, Qin Yang stopped, stretched out his hand, and released the Black Jade Divine Gate.

The relief of Ying Long on the Black Jade Divine Gate suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Qin Yang, and then wandered away, wrapped around the Black Jade Divine Gate, and the gate slowly opened.

Qin Yang stepped into it.

Enter the very center of the earth, climb from the bottom of the lonely peak, step by step, and come to the top of the lonely peak.

Around his pupils, a copper ring appeared, and the pupil turned into a cross and spread out, connecting with the copper ring.

As his thinking accelerated to the extreme, countless messages that were difficult to feel were integrated, and slowly, in Qin Yang's eyes, a flat giant wall appeared, horizontal above the lone peak.

It was this huge wall that blocked the path of Lone Peak's continued ascension.

Qin Yang stretched out his left hand.

It seems to be habitual, and he narrows his eyes slightly.

Then, bending his fingers, he pressed his middle finger with his thumb and aimed it at the giant wall that pressed against the whole world.

Black oil gushed out from the black hand, quickly enveloping Qin Yang's whole body.

Qin Yang's momentum began to rise in a straight line, and the terrifying aura that pressed the entire world trembled slightly.

Qin Yang's face was expressionless, and he popped out a finger at the giant wall.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound exploded in this world.

Like the world's first thunder, it resounded throughout the world.

Qin Yang's body shook, a blank appeared in his consciousness, and the whole person stood on the spot.

But in the purest and most rational situation, without any emotional fluctuations, not a single thought or omission that should not have appeared.

Perfectly controlled the power of the self, guided by the power of the self, guided the power of the black hand beyond the limit of his power, and completed a perfect catharsis.

The force of the shock was only for a few breaths of silence.

When Qin Yang regained consciousness, he raised his head with a pale face.

On the huge wall that pressed the entire world, thin cracks began to spread from the place where Qin Yang bounced.

"Click...... Click......"

The subtle sound, in an instant, turned into a loud crash.

Huge cracks that pierce the huge wall of the front.

After a dozen breaths, the giant wall shattered, turned into a stream of divine light, and disappeared without a trace.

The shackles are all gone, and the meaning of a hundred feet of progress comes out.

Qin Yang's realm suddenly erupted, and its momentum rose in a straight line, and after soaring dozens of times in a row, it finally slowed down.

At the same time, with Qin Yang's flick of his fingers.

On the White Jade Divine Gate, there were also some dense cracks suddenly, like dao lines, all over the entire White Jade Divine Gate, it seemed that with a little more strength, or a little bit of control, the White Jade Divine Gate would be shattered with one finger.

And on the black jade divine gate, there is also a flow of divine light, full of fine cracks.

The earth was casual, and it crumbled again, and the ruins of the broken walls that connected the palace complex collapsed at the first time, and the huge palaces collapsed one after another.

The entire Dao Palace was almost shattered.

But as Qin Yang's momentum climbed, he successfully shattered the shackles.

With the infusion of power, the Black Jade Divine Gate began to repair automatically, and its size shrank by a circle, but it became more condensed, and the land within it was also more than ten times smaller, but it also became more condensed like the Black Jade Divine Gate.

The huge black palaces automatically condensed, and the ruins that connected the palaces seemed to have become more complete.

The dense fine cracks on the White Jade Divine Gate also slowly disappeared with time.

Realm Advancement.

Method!

Qin Yang closed his eyes and stood in place, his aura continued to climb, so strong that it was outrageously strong, almost crushing his accumulation, and at this moment, he was accumulating steadily.

The benefits he received from his advancement far exceeded those of ordinary monks.

That's a kind of transcendence that is tens or hundreds of times.

That's why, if there is a genius who has the hope of reaching the peak in the big forces, he will not be boosted by the seedlings.

Under the realm of the Divine Gate and the Divine Gate, there are various methods to ensure a strong foundation and rapid advancement.

But from the beginning of the Advanced Dao Palace, there is no one who can be called Junjie who has not stayed in the Divine Gate realm for a long time.

The further back you go, the more time you stay.

Just like the parallel goods that they have encountered, their future is over here, and even the promotion in the realm of the Dao Palace will become particularly difficult, although the strength is stronger than the ordinary Divine Gate, but among the Dao Palace monks, it is definitely at the bottom.

The geniuses in the big forces only need the Divine Gate realm to be able to kill them.

This is commonly referred to as a cross-level challenge.

The realm is related to combat power, but it is not the only one, and even most of the time, it is not the condition for ranking first.

The dangerous and dangerous advanced law phase, Qin Yang did not have a little joy in his heart.

He went straight to the top of Lone Peak.

The lone peak did not continue to climb in height, but in the center of the flat peak, a twelve-cornered black altar rose.

In the center of the altar, there is a plain-looking, featureless black sword.

The black sword is neither gold nor wood, neither stone nor jade, and there are no patterns, just like a simple training sword.

Qin Yang stepped forward, stretched out his left hand, pulled out the black sword, and turned to leave the Black Jade Divine Gate.

The door closed suddenly, and the relief of Ying Long returned to the center of the door, closed his eyes, and turned into a relief.

Putting away the Black Jade Divine Gate, Qin Yang held the sword in his left hand and came to the burning Black Lotus.

A sword slashed out, and the black lotus was split in half in response.

The black flames scorched the black sword, but the black sword didn't react at all.

As the lotus petals were split, the pictures of memories began to turn into phantoms and slowly dissipate in mid-air.

In the center of the Black Lotus, Zhang Zhengyi's body was no longer visible.

His physical body had already dissipated in the flames, and only a ball of light, in the center of the lotus, was constantly scorched and dissipated by the surrounding black fire.

Seeing that the lotus flower was opened, the light seemed to want to spread, turn into light, and dissipate between heaven and earth.

But it was retracted by Qin Yang's sword, and he regained the appearance of the light cluster.

Qin Yang looked at the light cluster and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a golden light flew from afar.

The figure of the blind monk walked out of the golden light, he looked at the black lotus on the ground, and then looked at the light cluster.

In an instant, a thought occurred to him.

Do everything you can to destroy this group of light.

However, at this moment, Qin Yang turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

The black sword held in his left hand slashed at the blind monk.

The blind monk was startled, his hands were folded, and his whole body shone with golden light.

He blocked the flashing black light, blocked the body of the black sword, but there was still a trace of power that slashed through him.

The divine light on the blind monk's body flickered frequently, and he retreated some distance with a frightened expression.

He couldn't remember what he wanted to do!

Even, I can't remember what I should do now.

The blind monk quickly recalled the whole current situation to deduce what he should do.

But this thought no longer appeared.

He knew that he should destroy the light group now and do everything he could, but the idea itself would not appear.

Before doing anything, you must have existing thoughts, the moment the idea emerges, and then express yourself to do it.

If you can't even think about it, how do you do it?

You're thirsty, you see a glass of water in front of you, and you want to pick it up and drink it.

But your body can no longer receive the thought of "holding up the water cup".

This is the case with blind monks.

He felt everything on Qin Yang's body, but he couldn't feel it, Qin Yang had the slightest emotional fluctuations that a human being should have.

He could even feel what he dared to do to that ball of light.

Qin Yang would kill him as soon as possible.

In particular, he felt the power of Qin Yang's left hand, and was very sure that Qin Yang might really have this kind of power.

After all, he was only in the realm of a Dao Monarch like an ordinary monk, but his strength was not as good as a real Dao Monarch.

Coupled with the weird black sword in Qin Yang's hand that had no breath, it seemed to be just right to restrain him.

The blind monk looked at everything in front of him, and when he saw that the light cluster wanted to spread again, Qin Yang slashed his sword without looking at it.

The blind monk immediately stayed away and never moved again.

Qin Yang turned around, took out a white lantern, and urged it with the power of his left hand, and a miserable white halo shone on the light cluster.

Within the scope of the light, a corner of something seemed to be revealed.

Qin Yang increased the input of power, and the light shone for several miles.

Slowly, a giant gate shaped like a compass, as black as ink, and thousands of feet high, emerged in the light.

This huge compass, every inch, is a layer, every inch is a grid, and the number of grids in each layer is more and more from the inside to the outside.

Qin Yang glanced up, the 100,000 layers of lattices, plus the number of each layer, climbed exponentially, and the result of combining each other was completely astronomical.

And here there may be only one or a few of the correct results.

If one is fine, if there are several, then the order in which they appear may be another problem.

The probability of trying out the result is negligible and negligible.

Thinking accelerates to the extreme, and it may take a long, long time to crack it.

Qin Yang's eyes swept over all the lattices.

Soon, I found out that some of these grids were actually different in color.

Qin Yang stepped in the air, climbed the stairs, turned the layers in the compass, and gathered all those gray grids together.

In an instant, those small gray lattices coalesced together.

Those small gray lattices, facing Qin Yang's gaze, kept changing, and the number of lattices became smaller and smaller, slowly turning into a small door three feet wide and seven feet high.

In the center of the small door, there is only one mark of the palm of the hand, and six small grids, all of which are in the palm of the hand.

On each small grid, there is a word.

In order, they are "You, Qin, Da, De, You, Ye".

Qin Yang stretched out his hand and shook the small lattice expressionlessly.

After a while, in the center of the palm, there was a "Qin" character left, and the remaining five characters fell on the five fingers.

Together, it's one sentence.

Qin Youde, your uncle.

In an instant, the six character grids also dissipated, leaving only one palm print there.

Qin Yang stretched out his right hand and pasted it in his palm print.

"Click. ”

The small door slowly opened.

Seeing this scene, the blind monk glanced at the dishonest light group and immediately had an idea.

"Donor, the old monk can help you trap this thing. ”

Qin Yang pointed to the light cluster.

"If you want to stop the resurrection of the Immortal Emperor, I will kill him. ”

"Good. The blind monk nodded in agreement, and didn't ask why Qin Yang knew this.

Qin Yang looked into the distance and drank expressionlessly.

"Moyang. ”

There was a loud shout, and the sound shook thousands of miles.

After a while, the puppeteer flew back again, and he had the same face as Qin Yang, and after he fell, he didn't speak, and stood there quietly.

Xun Mu, who fled away just now, also came back with a body full of old age spots.

After Xun Mu came back, he gasped, found a big stone to lean on, and sat on the ground.

Seeing that the blind monk seemed to be paying attention to him, Xun Mu grinned.

"Don't look at me, I'm almost dead, I'm gone, I just want to watch the Hades Emperor being hacked to death before I die, and I can be blinded when I die. ”

Xun Mu glanced at Qin Yang, whose aura had changed drastically and had fallen into the devil, and smiled silently.

The Hades Emperor is a melon skin, thinking that he has learned the withering heart curse and broken Qin Yang's hatred, Qin Yang will no longer be able to greatly increase his strength?

It's really clever but clever and mistaken by smart, no, it's called stupidity.

The Dry Heart Curse is a taboo for the human race, is it because of incomplete memory, and the people who don't remember casting the Dry Heart Curse at all, how miserable are all of them?

One of them was a guy who forgot the name and identity of the other party, not even whether it was male or female.

After this thing cast a dry heart curse, it was shot by the good-natured prince himself and beaten to death, which is called a miserable.

Even after death, no one will avenge him.

Because, the prince of the palace even wiped his name, his identity, and all the traces of his existence cleanly.

But who is that man?

No one knows.

Even his closest relatives don't remember that he once had a blood relative.

Completely erased and clean.

Everyone only remembers that the good-tempered Fujun once personally shot and killed a guy who had cast a dry heart curse.

The reason why I still remember this is purely because of necessity.

Since then, the three words of the Dry Heart Mantra, when they are connected together, do not appear in the texts.

This time it was not erased, but no one dared to keep it.

All were scared.

Xun Mu glanced at Qin Yang, whose realm had been improved once, and sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, he was dying, but fortunately now he didn't need to be hostile to Qin Yang.

lost the bottom line, lost the shackles in his heart, and completely blackened Qin Yang, how terrible is it.

Thankfully, he didn't have to feel it at all.

At this moment, he couldn't see through the current situation of Qin Yang at all.

Xinmen, he knew, the white lantern, he also knew, but Qin Yang had this thing, and he didn't feel any surprise at all.

Qin Yang really looks like the legendary prince.

Maybe he could really be that reincarnation.

Xun Mu is quite looking forward to the next development.

The Hades Emperor himself paved a path to true death for himself.

This is his life.

Xun Mu couldn't help laughing, laughing very happily.

Qin Yang turned his head to look at the puppeteer.

"Mo Yang, look at this blind monk, if I don't come out of it, you leave here and kill all the bald heads in the Arctic Ice Fields and the Land of Eternal Night. ”

"Oh. The puppeteer nodded expressionlessly.

The blind monk's eyelids jumped, obviously he didn't even have killing intent, but his eyelids jumped when he listened, and his scalp was numb.

"Hey, blind monk, I advise you to believe it, have you ever heard of the Dry Heart Mantra? It doesn't matter if you haven't heard it, you just need to know that what he is saying now is absolutely true. ”

Xun Mu grinned and kindly explained, he looked at the puppeteer and paused slightly.

"The other one, it will definitely be carried out meticulously, in addition, I am rare and kind, to remind you more, this person, standing for you to fight for a year, you can't let him be hurt a little.

It is said that there is not a single living bald head in the land of the far north and the land of eternal night, and it will definitely not be discounted at all. ”

The blind monk didn't speak, fighting for the benefit of his tongue, it had no effect, he flew to the black lotus and put it, and the golden light on his body fell, enveloping the black lotus entirely.

Then he put his hands together and never moved again, and the light cluster below him never moved again.

Qin Yang didn't say anything, and pushed open the small door and entered it.

Inside it, there is pure dead silence and darkness, and there is nothing.

The sound of blood flowing, in Qin Yang's ears, was like a rushing river, and the sound of a heartbeat was also like a drum beating in his chest.

Absolute darkness, dead silence, this is the simplest and the most intriguing thing to arouse fear in people's hearts.

This kind of fear, with the passage of time, will breed little by little, and the toxin-like spread will be completely irresistible.

However, Qin Yang no longer had fear, he couldn't feel fear at all.

Qin Yang swung the black sword in his left hand and slashed out with a sword.

The whole world had not changed, it was still dead silent and dark, but Qin Yang could keenly perceive what he had cut open.

Take out the bamboo flute, urge it with the power of the magic hand, and play the Fishing Sleep Tranquility Tune.

There was no change in the surroundings, but I could still perceive that something was being erased.

The lonely sound of the flute resounded in this dark world.

Moving forward little by little, Qin Yang's face was expressionless throughout the whole process, and there was no wave in his heart.

This is the memory of the Immortal Emperor.

Endless darkness, endless dead silence, nothing.

This is the means used by the Emperor of Hades to crush the other party when he is giving up.

It is also a means of protection for the Emperor of Hades.

That endless memory is all he has.

His consciousness is this endless memory.

But at this moment, these memories were shredded by Qin Yang and erased with the Yumian Tranquility Divine Comedy.

There was no time, no space, nothing, and Qin Yang couldn't accurately judge how long he had been in.

It's just repeated, mechanically doing the same action over and over again.

It's like a copy every time, and there's no difference at all.

No negative emotions will breed.

The means of protection against the memory of the Hades Emperor have no effect on Qin Yang today.

I don't know how long it has been, but in the dark and dead world, there has finally been a change.

When the Fishery Sleep Tranquility Erased Those Dark and Dead Memories, a Cormorant with black flames burning all over its body appeared in this dark world.

The huge cormorant with 100,000 wings spread outstretched, resisting the power of the Yumian Tranquility Comedy, turned its head to look at Qin Yang, and the fierce light in its eyes was revealed.

Qin Yang's face was expressionless, without the slightest hesitation, he swung his sword in his left hand, slashed it, chopped it up, and then erased the chopped cormorant with the Fishing Sleep Tranquility Comedy.

At this step last night, Qin Yang even easily erased his memories from the time he entered here to the time he saw the cormorant just now.

After this period dissipated, the dark world suddenly changed, turning into a lush world.

Among them, there is a giant tree with red leaves that reaches into the sky, stretching its canopy and supporting a bird's nest, and a huge cormorant is entrenched in it.

The cormorant opened its mouth and squirted, and the black fire rushed like a tide, and the heat wave and the aura of destruction were no different from the real thing.

Qin Yang did the same, swinging his sword, smashing the black fire, and erasing it.

Then rush forward, slash the cormorant, chop it up, and wipe it out.

Since then, it has remained the same as the dark and dead memories of the past.

Every time you move forward, a cormorant will appear.

Qin Yang tirelessly killed all the cormorants in his memory again and again, chopped them up and erased them.

The screen turns again.

In a Terran settlement, a woman in a black dress with soft eyebrows and eyes was healing a seriously injured Terran.

It seems that this place is still very ancient times, and the conditions are extremely simple.

When the woman saw Qin Yang carrying a black sword, she immediately retreated in horror.

"Lord Fujun, why did I do this?

"I'm not the king. Qin Yang's eyes were indifferent, and as he spoke, he directly swung the black sword in his left hand, slashed it, and then erased it.

In the blink of an eye, his memory was erased, and Qin Yang didn't remember that he had ever seen that woman.

A cormorant used to look like it.

Repeating this constantly, Qin Yang saw all kinds of cormorants.

But every time, Qin Yang will not hesitate, no matter what the other party looks like, as long as it is a cormorant, then chop it up and erase it.

And so on and over again and again a hundred thousand times.

Qin Yang was still the same as at the beginning, not numb.

Because from the very beginning, he was already numb.

The picture turned again, and this time, the cormorant turned into Zhang Zhengyi's appearance.

"Senior Brother Qin......" Zhang Zhengyi was surprised and delighted, and rushed towards Qin Yang quickly: "You...... Uh......"

Before he finished speaking, the world in his memory, along with Zhang Zhengyi, was cut in half.

Qin Yang swung his sword again, smashing and separating the picture, and finally dividing it out, what really belonged to Zhang Zhengyi, there was only one picture of Qin Yang who was surprised and delighted.

Qin Yang put away this picture and erased all the rest.

Keep moving.

This time, it's a picture of the Domen station.

Uncle Meng is telling Zhang Zhengyi something.

Qin Yang shredded the world of memory pictures again, and then cut off Uncle Meng, and the next moment, Zhang Zhengyi's memories of Uncle Meng fell out, and the part of Uncle Meng that was cut off turned into the appearance of a cormorant.

Slash, erase.

Like an emotionless killing machine, doing one thing repeatedly and numbly.

Smash the memory, strip out the memory of Zhang Zhengyi, and erase the memory of the Hades Emperor.

Keep going, and soon the world of memory changes again.

returned to the section where he saw Qin Yang before the Hades Emperor and hit Qin Yang with the Dry Heart Curse.

Qin Yang swung his sword and went to kill himself first.

His eyes were like torches, and he could see at a glance that this time, the Hades Emperor had hidden the most critical memory under his own memory, that is, Qin Yang in his memory.

Chop, chop, peel, take away, erase, a set of procedures, familiar with the road.

The screen turns again.

The Immortal Emperor turned into a living face, and when he saw Qin Yang, especially when he saw Qin Yang's left hand and that sword, he retreated in horror.

"Fujun?

"No, you're not the king, who are you?"

"I ...... I ......"

The horror on the Emperor's face was even worse, and he gasped.

"What about my name, who am I?"

"By the way, I'm the Stygian. ”

He became insane and talked to himself, and when he saw Qin Yang walk in, he became more and more frightened.

"How have I ever offended you? Don't come here!"

Qin Yang stepped forward expressionlessly, simply took out his sword, split, shredded, and erased it.

When the image dissipates, the world returns to darkness.

This time it's not dark memories, but pure emptiness and nothingness.

There is only a little bit of inspiration, which remains at the end.

Qin Yang put away this aura, this is Zhang Zhengyi's purest consciousness, and it is also the last bit of memory.

He was enthusiastic about the memory of pulling the Emperor of Hades to die together.

Qin Yang even saw that in the end, Zhang Zhengyi was still afraid, and he still scolded the last sentence in his heart.

"Qin Youde, your uncle, I just figured it out, when you see me again in the future, don't you want to kill me for the last time? ”

"Qin Youde, your uncle!"

Cursing over and over again.

The last of this memory fills memories.

Until, he didn't even have a memory.

Qin Yang's heart, like a dry pool, suddenly gave birth to a trace of fleeting ripples.

In an instant, he returned to an emotionless state again.

Qin Yang gathered Zhang Zhengyi's consciousness, as well as all his memories.

Erase all the memories of yourself here.

When Qin Yang erased the picture of the last face of the Hades Emperor in his memory.

There was a loud bang.

The whole world began to crumble.

Qin Yang turned around, and the small door when he came in had already appeared behind him.

He pushed the door open and stepped out of the place.

......

The giant gate is still manifesting.

Qin Yang didn't come out either, but whether it was a blind monk or Xun Mu, they could see that the flame of the black lotus was getting weaker and weaker, and the light cluster of the lotus heart was getting smaller and darker.

On the ground in the distance, on the corpse of Sect Master Yan, a trace of strange fluctuations slowly emerged.

He sat up suddenly, his dilated pupils slowly retracting, he just glanced at the strange situation here, and left without looking back.

The blind monk was busy suppressing the light group and did not dare to relax.

The puppeteer is busy guarding the blind monk, and the lesson of the tiger leaving the mountain has appeared before, he is not stupid, and he can be fooled twice!

And Xun Mu ......

It's all half a breath left, ignore it.

A few days later, Bai Rin, who was left by Qin Yang to wait for death, quietly approached here with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and after observing for a long time, Bai Rin quietly approached Xun Mu.

At this moment, Xun Mu saw that the giant gate shaped like a compass suddenly shook and began to collapse.

Under the light of the white lantern, the shattered fragments disappeared silently.

Xun Mu didn't pay attention to Bai Rin who was approaching, he tried to sit up straight, his eyes were so old that he was cloudy, staring at the collapsing giant gate, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times.

"Hades, you're fucking dead in front of Lao Tzu!haha...... Ha ......"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Xun Mu's body went limp, completely paralyzed on the ground, and he lost his life.

His eyes were closed and a smile was still on his face.

......

When the giant gate almost collapsed, Qin Yang pushed open the small door and walked out.

As Qin Yang walked out, even the small door that belonged to Zhang Zhengyi also collapsed and dissipated.

Qin Yang put away the white lantern, and the black lotus that burned with black fire had also extinguished the flames.

The light cluster inside the lotus heart no longer knows when it will dissipate completely.

Qin Yang stepped forward and put away the somewhat broken black lotus.

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