Qin Yang was not in a hurry to overtake himself, and after unlocking the refining state of the ugly chicken, looking at the wilting ugly chicken, Qin Yang comforted in turn.

"Don't be sad, I tricked you and refined you back then, aren't you unhappy?"

"Qin Youde, your uncle, do you think that when you fight for life and death, the ancestors don't need it?"

"In that case, I can indeed ask you for help, but I really don't want to see anyone die in front of me anymore, and it's useless for you to come out.

I've calculated all the means, but it's useless, I only have one choice.

And that's how I go.

Even I'm going to die. ”

Qin Yang was very rare, and patted the ugly chicken's head kindly.

At that time, Emperor Ying, for him, was absolute power, absolutely enough to reduce the power of ten guilds with one force.

No small means will have any effect.

Even if in the end, Emperor Ying maintained a state of silence, if Qin Yang didn't fight hard, the other party stood there motionless and carried it, and Qin Yang couldn't hack the other party to death for a year.

He could only continue to play with his life, and by the way, he also killed his own vitality.

That's a real injury that can't be stopped by any means of protection, no means of substitution for death.

can do this step, in fact, it is also the previous layer by layer layout, layer by layer weakening, so that Emperor Ying's strength continues to plummet, and even has a flaw itself.

In the end, a sword pierced Emperor Ying's heart and killed his vitality.

When Qin Yang thinks about it calmly now, he will also feel that the same will be destroyed, this is already the best situation beyond the limit.

After appeasing the others, Qin Yang looked at Emperor Ying's standing corpse and suddenly laughed.

He did have the idea of crushing the bones and ashes of Emperor Ying's oversized body, so that he couldn't even keep the ashes.

But after thinking about it, it's all like this now.

Forget it, it's been a lifetime to kill a dragon who has been overdue, and you can't smash your own signboard at the end.

took out a coffin, put Emperor Ying's body into the funeral, and lit him three spiritual incense sticks and inserted them in front of the coffin.

"Emperor Ying, the grievances between you and me, from today onwards, will come to naught, you go all the way, and I will come soon. ”

found a place, dug a grave, buried Emperor Ying, fell into the ground, and was buried.

After doing this, Qin Yang didn't have much thought, and went to prepare a mausoleum for himself.

I took a look at the surroundings.

It seems that it has been destroyed a lot, but the green mountains are still there, and in two years, it will become a lush, good place with mountains and rivers.

Emperor Ying doesn't have any mausoleum, and he doesn't want it anymore, anyway, everyone is dead, what's the use of a mausoleum, no matter how good it is, what is the difference between it and a tomb built of two handfuls of loess.

He dug a pit, took out a coffin, lay down in it, covered the coffin lid, and with a thought, the outer mound was closed.

Not even a tombstone.

Qin Yang looked at the mark that appeared on the back of his hand, closed his eyes, and slowly stretched out a hand and pressed it on his chest.

All of a sudden, he found that there seemed to be a lot of things that had not been explained, a lot of things that had not been done, life was in a hurry, and when he finally left, he would find that there were so many things to do.

Suddenly he understood, understood.

Why do so many people prefer to be ominous after death and stay in the world?

I don't dare to think about it anymore, and the more I think about it, the more reluctant I become.

"I'm all dead, who can expect anything from me?

Pull it down, love it, go as you like. ”

With a horizontal heart, Qin Yang launched the skill.

The mark on the back of his hand lit up, and the "pick-up" mark turned into a phantom of a hand and probed into his body.

The phantom retracted, and Qin Yang felt that something seemed to be missing from his body.

It doesn't seem to be any different.

It was not the same as the usual transcendence, he was still conscious, and he could still feel something.

The large golden light in his palm almost blinded his eyes.

More than a dozen golden balls of light, as if they were worn into strings, were pulled out by a swarm of bees.

When there were more and more golden balls of light, those golden balls of light fused together one after another, and after the color was extremely bright, the center turned into a pure black with no halo at all, but the outer circle was full of dazzling white light.

In addition to this, there is only one white ball of light left in addition to the very special ball of light.

The final harvest, two balls of light.

It's all skill books.

Qin Yang lined up the ball of light that was black inside and white on the outside into his head.

It's a method that doesn't have a name.

Integrate all his methods, integrate them into the Dao Foundation, completely precipitate, and merge into one method.

Another white ball of light.

It's also a skill book.

Again, there is no name.

On the surface of the skill book, there is only one imprint of the palm of the hand.

The lines are simple, horizontal and vertical, and at first glance they are not hand-drawn, and at first glance they look exactly like the icons they picked up.

The difference is that the hand that picks up the icon is palm down.

And the icon of this skill book, the palm of that hand is upward.

Slapped into the head, there is no explanation in the skill book, nothing.

Qin Yang thought of the pick-up skill, if touching the corpse is excessive, then this may be the skill of touching the corpse, is it the same as the icon, the reverse?

Look at the mark with the palm lifted up.

Is it possible, yes......

Reverse excess?

Qin Yang stretched out his hand and touched his body again, but he didn't react with any skills.

Qin Yang had some regrets.

Sure enough, I still don't want to die.

Shaking his head, forget it.

Qin Yang was not in the mood to study it.

With his eyes closed, he lay quietly in the coffin.

After a long time, Qin Yang was full of distracting thoughts.

He couldn't help but wonder why he was still in the coffin, why was he still conscious?

Obviously overtook himself, why are he still there?

Why is there no long sleep?

Qin Yang seemed to have insomnia, he couldn't fall asleep over and over, but his consciousness became more and more awake, and he couldn't feel any sleepiness or tiredness.

Qin Yang kept his eyes closed tightly and didn't dare to open them.

!

What the hell is this?

What is this, I obviously hate those who are dead and unclean, and are still bouncing on the grave when they are fine.

Now I've become the person I used to hate the most?

It's not clean to die, and it's not alive.

It's not up or down, what is this?

No, when I die, I will be like a dead man.

Maybe there's a delay in overtaking yourself, or maybe the effect of the full-picture silence hasn't passed, or maybe there's something else......

Wait, when you die, lie honestly in the coffin, and set an example among the dead.

I'm all dead, and it makes me think so much that I don't want to.

Thinking about it, Qin Yang's state of mind became more and more peaceful, just lying there, motionless, with his eyes closed, no breathing, no heartbeat, no matter who looked, this was an ordinary corpse that might not even be a corpse.

......

Qin Yang died too suddenly.

However, this is the normal state of monks in the world, and the vast majority of monks, which one did not die too suddenly.

The news hasn't spread yet, but there are already people who can't accept this fact.

At the earliest, he followed Qin Yang's ugly chicken, holding the Haoyang Treasure Bell, and walked around Kuishan every day, not running far, which was regarded as guarding the spirit of Qin Yang.

The golden pig held the soup pot for boiling treasure soup, and continued to boil himself every day, working hard to break the seal.

这货到现在恐怕还不知道，它这个看似可以忽略的家伙，在这场大局里，起到了不容忽视的作用。

The puppeteer didn't have any special feelings about Qin Yang's death, he seemed to be the real emotionless killer, he had turned into a statue and stood motionless on a mountain for a long time.

In this world, there seems to be no special change.

There don't seem to be so many people who know about Qin Yang's fall.

What everyone talks about is only the sadness that filled the heavens and the earth that day, and the terrible silence of the whole picture.

Even now that the effect of silence in the whole picture is gone, the whole world seems to have become a lot calmer.

The number of people who made a big move is more than half less than in the past, not as a last resort, they are all endured and do not do it, those who can be reasonable, those who can be discussed, it is better to discuss well.

The sales of magic weapons such as flying boats have risen sharply, and the cultivation of flying mounts has become a unified plan for various forces.

On that day, they were all really miserable.

In the past, the master who was high in the morning was like a little monk who had just learned to fly, and he fell and gnawed on a mouthful of mud, which was too embarrassing.

Then, slowly, new legends spread.

On that day, there were demons from outside the territory, driving to the Great Wilderness, Kuishan Mountain Ghosts, and the new Emperor Da Ying, and another unborn titled Daojun, fighting with the evil demons in Kuishan.

The mountain ghost seems to be seriously injured, but the Great Ying God Dynasty is still stable and has not seen any waves, and the new emperor should also be seriously injured and healed.

At that time, the situation was critical, and the unborn titled Dao Monarch performed the legendary lamentation trick.

One move to silence the whole picture, so that all the tricks of the demon became a stuffy fart, and then the big guy hacked the demon to death, and the matter was over.

At that time, the power was really too strong, and all the masters in the world were dumbfounded, but there were still a lot of them, and they couldn't do anything, but they could still feel it.

They could feel that Kuishan had appeared, a terrifying force that none of them could resist, an absolutely crushing force.

So, this master, who doesn't know who it is, is now a matter of course and has become the number one master in the world.

Even, the major forces are taboo about this, and they are obviously curious to death, but no one dares to track it down.

想到那天，无上伟力，镇压大荒。

The stronger the person, the more he can feel the helplessness and despair of falling from the clouds to the bottom, the irrepressible fear.

Kuishan is now a veritable forbidden place.

If it was in the past, what happened would have been a swarm of people to follow the trend.

But now, no one dares to go to Kuishan, what if they trespass into that giant's territory without permission?

Even, there are rumors that when Emperor Ying was in power, at the peak, he never dared to fight the idea of Kuishan, just because there was this giant in Kuishan.

How domineering Emperor Ying was back then, in the end he still retreated and never dared to overstep.

Later, the new emperor didn't know how to hook up with this giant, and got the tacit approval of others, so that Kuishan was included in the territory of the Great Ying God Dynasty.

It's all about having a nose and eyes, just like the real thing.

In the small town on the northern edge of Kuishan, Bai Rin looked at the mountain ghost Niangniang Temple in the distance, the temple was full of incense, and there were many people who came to worship recently.

Especially mortals, they feel more and more that the protection of the mountain ghost is real.

Because they are close to Kuishan, now, there are no monks who have made a big move in this vicinity, and even, if they encounter any mountain spirits and monsters occasionally, as long as they don't provoke them, those monsters will be safe with them.

Bai Rin couldn't help but pout as he heard someone next to him talk about a new version of the legend.

"Mmmmmmmm ”

He looked in the direction of Kuishan and licked his lips, his eyes flickering.

He also felt it that day, the mourning formula is definitely the legendary mourning formula, and it is also the strongest magic power in the mourning formula.

It is so terrible, that person must be the first time to perform, and the record in his place, the first time to perform, is called heaven and earth.

The unheard-of and powerful Peerless Heaven and Earth Passage seems to be even more powerful than what has been recorded.

Then, the other party is definitely a terrible person.

He could feel that on that day, the battle in Kuishan was much more tragic than the legend, and many people died.

The strong man, whose life was as blazing as the sun, also died.

All dead.

The true body of the mountain ghost seems to have also collapsed.

It's just wonderful.

Bai Rin couldn't help it.

So, he entered Kuishan.

Kuishan was much quieter than usual, and all the creatures, both strong and weak, were terrified, and now they were more honest than the other, even if they could actually feel that the mountain ghosts might not have time to pay attention to them now.

However, there is a word called settling accounts after the autumn, and no one dares to jump on the joy now.

Bai Rin moved forward smoothly and encountered no obstacles.

He followed the senses and walked all the way, and finally, when he reached a place, he was planted headlong from the sky.

And unlucky, he was planted directly in a sword forest, and dozens of blood holes were forcibly opened on his body, and he died tragically on the spot.

finally crawled out, but found that he had entered that state of peerlessness again.

Except for the hands and feet, there are no magical secret methods that can be used.

But Bai Rin became more and more excited.

"It's so strong!

This was definitely the center of the Peerless Heaven and Earth Movement at that time.

That man must have died, and it was here that the life that shone brighter than the great sun was extinguished.

Now that it's dead and silent here, but there's not even a breath of death, he must have died very completely!"

Bai Rin's heart was beating wildly, running wildly between the mountains and forests, looking for clues.

He felt that a great opportunity was waiting for him.

That's why he came to the Great Wilderness World.

Like a mortal, climbing mountains and mountains, after a month of busy work, he crossed a mountain again, and finally found something different.

He found a new grave in the col.

There is also a stone tablet standing in front of the grave, and the words on it are like a chicken scratching, and they are ugly to death.

The most important thing is that the words are not finished yet.

There is only one "Qin" character.

The following one word was only written twice.

。

After these two strokes were engraved, the person who carved the words seemed to be very dissatisfied and scratched the two strokes again.

Bai Rin took a few serious glances and couldn't help but be in awe.

It seems that this senior is also an informal, open-minded person.

may also feel that it is not interesting to leave your own name, so you simply leave a surname.

白凛走上前，恭敬的行了一礼。

This is an expression of respect, and every human race who can get started with a word is enough for him to maintain respect.

Of course, this homage is homage, and blasphemy is blasphemy.

After completing the ritual, Bai Rin rubbed his hands like a fly, stepped forward, and began to dig the grave.

Digging open the small dirt bag, and seeing the ordinary coffin again, Bai Rin felt even more that this senior was not like an ordinary person.

If it weren't for this place, it was this senior who was too strong, so much so that he left a piece of land that was absolutely universal.

He arrived fast enough.

Plus this is the interior of Kuishan.

In another place, when he sees this kind of mound, he will directly ignore it, and there will be no information about this small mound in his head.

I dug out the coffin and felt it carefully, but I didn't feel the dead air.

白凛不禁大喜，当时的战况，是何等惨烈啊，以至于，这么强的前辈，竟然都死的这么彻底。

But this is just right, the harvest may not be so big, but there will definitely be other gains.

Pry open the coffin nails and uncover the coffin lid.

When he saw who was lying inside, Bai Rin was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Qin Yang?"

"How could it be Qin Yang?"

"Impossible! How could Qin Yang be so strong?"

After the three questions of the soul, Bai Rin looked at Qin Yang with a calm face inside, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's you. ”

"yes, I didn't expect that. ”

"I really didn't expect it. Bai Rin replied casually.

But before he could say this, the expression on his face froze there, and he slowly twisted his neck and glanced into the coffin.

Qin Yang had already opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to support the edge of the coffin, and crawled out of it, with a long sigh of melancholy expression.

"I didn't expect it either......"

"I don't want to be the kind of person I am most annoyed with, I just want to be a dead person honestly after I die. ”

"But, ah......"

Qin Yang raised his head and roared at Bai Rin.

"Lao Tzu had just been buried, and his grave was dug up!"

A roar of grief and indignation, in the calm mountains and forests, the wind suddenly rose, and everything seemed to be roaring with it, and in the sky, there were bursts of thunder out of thin air.

Bai Rin's frightened face turned green.

If you want to run, how to run!

The neighborhood is all a realm of peerless communication.

And looking at Qin Yang's posture and such a climate, he is not affected by the Peerless Heaven and Earth at all, except that he is the big guy who started the mourning trick, there is no second possibility.

"Qin Yang, if you have something to say...... Say ......"

Before he could say anything, he felt everything in front of him instantly turn into an afterimage.

With a loud bang, Bai Rin was slapped and flew out, and died on a piece of steel stone on the spot.

Moreover, this time, Bai Rin was not resurrected again.

His supernatural powers were banned.

Unless he could get out of the realm of the Peerless Heaven, he would never want to open his eyes again.

Qin Yang buckled the coffin lid and sat on his coffin lid, his face tangled and deep in thought.

If you die, you won't let people live in peace, so I want to be a dead person who keeps to myself.

If you don't want to repair the mausoleum, do you have to force people to repair it?

After thinking for a long time, Qin Yang sighed.

The experience of our ancestors is not unreasonable.

How could I have thought that before a chapter had passed, the grave was dug up.

Cultivate it, just cultivate it here, there is a silent realm shrouded in it, and then cultivate it into a mausoleum that can't be pried open under the Dao Monarch, so as to ensure that no one can dig his grave.

Turning around and looking at Bai Rin, who was headshot, Qin Yang couldn't help but rub his hands.

Bai Rin is dead, right?

Or else, overdone?

Idle is idle anyway.

He stepped forward and reached out to touch Bai Rin.

The next moment.

On the back of his right hand, the mark of the pickup lit up.

On the back of the left hand, there is another mark lit up.

That is the same as picking up the imprint, which is obviously a painting style, but the palm is an upward imprint.