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Chapter 85 The End of Tribulation: Changing Fate Against the Heavens, Unparalleled in the World

Yang Gang's eyebrows instantly condensed a small knife of the soul.

Severely chopped off Song Youque's head.

when~~~
Song Youque's hair was flying in a bun, and a gap was split in the bones of his forehead, and blood flowed out.

The primordial spirit who had practiced for a hundred years in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly gushed out and turned into a brilliant heavenly knife, resisting the great celestial spirit knife stuck on his forehead.

Feeling Yang Gang's determination.

He couldn't help being furious.

Roaring: "The reincarnated body of the Xueshan old devil has been used by the black devil robber eye, and has become the carrier of the gate of the nine serenities. At that time, he will surely turn into a peerless true devil. Even if you die with me, he will die the same. Here people, all will die because of your choice..."

"It's too late! Get out of the way! Let me... kill him!"

"impossible!"

Yang Gang gritted his teeth and roared, but instead increased the output of the power of the primordial spirit.

However, compared to Song Youque's Yuanshen, who had practiced for a hundred years and had already reached the limit of the human world... Even with the attack method of the Yuanshen Blade, it still couldn't kill him with one blow.

The Nine Nether Gates behind him suddenly burst into countless black lights, quickly turning the emptiness into reality, and it was about to take shape.

"Master..." Yang Wuhui's voice became deep and deep, revealing an evil spirit.

"I don't want to become a demon...Master...help me..." He kept struggling in pain, beating his head, as if he wanted to expel the memory of the Snow Mountain Old Demon from his mind.

However, it was always to no avail.

The strong suction of the Nine Nether Gate made it impossible for him to break free.

Waves of devilish energy poured into his body, giving birth to scales, which grew out of his skin and flesh, densely covering his whole body.The teeth in the boy's mouth became sharp and sharp, and his eyes protruded, extremely ferocious.

Like a monster.

"Master save..."

Yang Wuhui's voice froze, as if he had suddenly remembered something, his hands suddenly clasped his eyes, "I remembered, I remembered... as long as you dig out the Black Demon Eye, you can seal it..."

puff~~
Blood splattered with blue and black colors.

The boy who was about to be demonized roared in pain, and actually forcibly pulled out his two eyeballs.

however.

Black light flashed.

Two eyeballs plunged into Yang Wuhui's eye sockets, and strips of flesh and blood grew back to connect his eye sockets.

Yang Wuhui stayed where he was in astonishment.

"Why...why is this happening?"

"It's useless. The Black Devil's Eye is connected to the Gate of the Nine Serenities. The evil spirit in the Devil's Eye wants to turn into a real demon, and you, as its host, are the best carrier."

Song Youque turned his head to look at Yang Gang, and asked, "Are you going to persist?"

Yang Gang ignored Song Youque's words.

Silently looking at the painful Yang Wuhui, he stretched out his hand unwillingly, and closed his eyes decisively.

Yang Gang suddenly pulled out the Blood Drinking Demon Knife from Song Youque's chest, and slashed it out.

Hei Mo Jieyan let out a 'ding'.

Unscathed, it continued to fly back to Yang Wuhui's eyes.

"Master..."

The boy roared in pain, "I don't want to become a demon!"

As he said that, it was actually the third time that he plucked out his own eyeballs.

Two lines of blood and tears rolled down his face.

The young man's painful struggle and roar made people feel a little moved.

"Ugh……"

A sigh sounded faintly.

Between lightning and flint.

A palm blocked the return of the two Black Demon Eyes to Yang Wuhui's sockets, pinching them in the palm of his hand.

Yang Gang holds two pure black eyes, as if he is holding two mountains.The power of the nine dragons and nine elephants and the power of the primordial spirit rushed out at the same time, forcibly resisting the strong suction of the gate of the nine serenities and the magic eye.

"A carrier?"

Yang Gang looked at the unyielding boy who lost his eyes, as if he saw himself in the past.

Couldn't help laughing.

"Old Demon Snow Mountain...you did everything you could to fulfill me back then. Karma cycle, this life...it should be me to fulfill you."

Say it.

He actually raised the Black Devil Eye, and with difficulty, squeezed it into his own eye socket.

"Are you crazy?"

Song Youque shouted: "This kid is the life host of the Black Demon Tribulation Eye, and fits the power of the Demon Eye. It is impossible for you to replace..."

"How is it possible?" He suddenly exclaimed.

Looking at Yang Gang in disbelief.

"Master, what are you doing, Master?"

The blind Yang Wuhui asked uneasily, waving his hands wildly.

"Get up—" I saw Yang Gang roaring, the power of the golden body of the Hundred Tribulations Demon God exploded completely, and finally pressed the two Black Demon Tribulation Eyes into his sockets.

next moment.

A powerful black light shot up into the sky.

The suction on Yang Wuhui's back was loosened, and he was directly pushed out of the Nine Serenity Gate.

Followed by.

A strong suction came, sucking Yang Gang's back tightly to the dark Jiuyou portal.

"How is it possible? How can you..."

Song Youque was completely stunned.

For a while, I couldn't believe how Yang Gang did it, and couldn't accept that he was willing to sacrifice himself for his apprentice.

"If you talk about the carrier..." Yang Gang's calm voice sounded.

He raised his head to look at Song Youque, and said with a faint smile, "I...maybe the most suitable person in this world to withstand the black devil's eyes and become the carrier of the power of the Nine Nether Sect."

Black light soared into the sky.

A force more powerful than when Yang Wuhui merged with the Black Demon Eye just now rushed straight into the sky.

The golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations surged with energy and blood, frantically absorbing waves of fierce devil energy.

Yang Gang's body began to demonize visibly with the naked eye.

"I see……"

Song Youque looked at Yang Gang's body, and suddenly said, "Your golden body has inherited the skills of the ancient demon god?"

Yang Gang nodded silently.

In terms of the power that is most suitable for carrying the Black Demon Tribulation Eye and the Nine Nether Gates, he who possesses the golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations is more suitable than Yang Wuhui.

The two black eyes emitted black lights, and countless bloody and killing auras gathered here at a faster speed.The Gate of Nine Serenities behind him solidified faster and faster.

"town!"

Yang Gang took a deep breath.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Great Sun God, which has not yet been fully formed, turned into a burning sun that covered the sky.

The incomparably powerful power of the primordial spirit was severely suppressed on the Black Devil Jieyan.

Immediately.

The killing air in the sky vortexed, like a headless fly, losing its direction.

He actually temporarily suppressed the birth of the Jiuyou Sect with his powerful ability!
"Come on, keep fighting!"

Yang Gang raised his long saber and pointed it at Song Youque.

The Blood Drinking Demon Knife buzzed and trembled, and the evil energy from Jiuyou seemed to make it more powerful.

"You are already like this, you still want to fight?"

Song Youque asked in surprise.

"30 years ago... I walked against the monument... I can win you. Ah—" Yang Gang roared, gritted his teeth and lowered his waist, and pulled the Nine Nether Gate forcefully with his physical strength.

then.

He actually picked up the Nine Nether Gates.

Just like 30 years ago, carrying the Northern Cold Stele.

The long knife pointed directly at Song Youque.

He shouted: "With this Nine Nether Gate today, I can still beat you!"

Domineering, arrogant.

Dropped with a bang.

A terrifying aura shot up into the sky, like a black sky pillar.

"cut!"

Yang Gang carried the gate of the Nine Serenities and stepped out in one step.The light of the knife, which was dyed black by the devil's energy, crossed countless distances in an instant, and slashed at Song Youque's body.

With a bang.

The Supreme Sky Knife of the Northland was hacked out by the knife when he couldn't catch it, and fell deeply into the stone wall of the tiankeng.

"Okay! Then fight!" Angrily shouted.

Song Youque was drenched in blood, his figure shot out from the stone wall, followed by the knife, and the bronze sky knife slashed towards Yang Gang who was under the Gate of Nine Serenities.

The two Northern Dao of Swordsmen once again fought civilly in the tiankeng formed by the Gate of the Nine Serenities.

A series of peerless sword lights.

Violent confrontation again and again.

Fentian, Shanhai, Yuanshen, Zuowang, Longxiang...Yang Gang burned Qi, blood, true energy, and even the power of Yuanshen, and tried his best to kill Song Youque in the shortest possible time.

Complete the goal of this life.

However, how could the Heavenly Knife of the North Land be so easy to kill?

The collision of forces again and again, the two sides blood-stained the tiankeng, evenly matched.

Song Youque was still as imposing as a rainbow.

But Yang Gang's aura was weakening a little bit.

The golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations seemed to never run out of power, and every time he swung a knife, his aura became weaker.

Song Youque shouted in a deep voice: "Give up! You are suppressing the Gate of the Nine Serenities. You are in such a state that you cannot be my opponent! Let go now, before it is too late!"

"Hahaha... So what about life? What about death? Yang has never used the word 'give up' in his life."

Yang Gang swung his sword across the sky, and laughed wildly.

"I'm laughing at the sky from the sidelines, and I'm going to save the Kunlun. If you have the ability, you will kill me first."

Say it.

A knife cut out more fiercely.

But he completely let go of his own defense, planning to give it a go!
"you……"

Song Youque sighed, upset.

Suddenly a reddish-brown knife light separated his layers of defense, and the blade turned, leaving a deep wound on his chest.

"Just a little bit." Yang Gang sighed regretfully, and stopped.

Carrying the Gate of Nine Nethernesses on his shoulders, as if he was carrying a mountain, with his body with the power of Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants, he gasped violently in his chest.

"Your knife, slow..."

Yang Gang said calmly.

"Your knife is too slow." Song Youque looked at Yang Gang with regret in his eyes.

He didn't understand, what made Yang Gang so persistent?

I gave up everything for the sake of the North, for the precepts of my ancestors.Wife, children, master...

But this is my destiny!From the beginning of a short sword in practice, it is doomed.

And he... what is it for?
Song Youque's heart couldn't help being shaken.

It is also this trace of doubt.

It made him unwavering in the way of the sword, adding a bit of hesitation.

Song Youque sighed, "I'm ashamed of you for suppressing the Nine Nether Gates. But...do you still have the strength? There is no need to continue this battle..."

He shook his head.

His face was full of regret.

He was about to lose his only opponent in this life, and the strong sense of regret in him seemed to be even stronger.

"is it?"

Yang Gang silently raised the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, and said softly, "Come on, I have one last knife left. Fighting with all your strength is the greatest respect for me."

"Give it all?"

Song Youque's heart was surging.

After a while, he finally nodded heavily.

"Okay, I promise you. But you should be clear, after this knife... you will die."

"don't want--"

A sharp cry sounded above the sinkhole.

Zhao Ling lay on the edge of the tiankeng, staring at Yang Gang below, with tears streaming down his face.

"A Ling...don't! I won't take revenge anymore, don't do this...I don't want you to sacrifice yourself! Please...we won't take revenge...OK..."

She looked at Yang Gang at the bottom of the tiankeng, with hysterical despair in her eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Yang Gang lowered his head silently, as if he didn't dare to meet Zhao Ling's gaze.

He knew that once he died, Zhao Ling would probably live in endless remorse and despair for the rest of his life.

but……

"You have your own destiny, and I... also have my mission. This knife—my fate is up to me."

"I can't help it!"

Suddenly.

The Blood Drinking Demon Knife emitted the most dazzling light in its life.

The long knife pointed directly at Song Youque, and the light knife cut through the void.

He stopped drinking: "Magic Tribulation."

Yang Gang's whole body seemed to be ignited with balls of exaggerated flames.

The tiankeng under Sifang City.

Carrying the Gate of Nine Serenities, he slashed the strongest sword in his life.

In the last knife of his life, he burned everything.Burning the true energy in the body, burning the primordial spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness, and burning the terrifying power of nine dragons and nine elephants in the golden body, the golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even—burned the power belonging to the Black Demon Eye and the Gate of the Nine Serenities.

Countless complicated forces poured into the golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations.

Fen Tian's fifth sword - Dragon Elephant.At this moment, the extreme realm sublimated and turned into a demon.

"Roar!!"

Behind the portal of the black air, a Nine Nether Shaman let out a frightened roar.

hum...

The blood-drinking magic knife trembled slightly, and the blade changed, returning to its original source bit by bit.

Turning into a reddish-brown bone knife, frantically absorbing the power of the Nine Serenity Gate.

"This is... the bone of the Demon God." A strange voice seemed to pass through countless voids and spread into the Tiankeng.

"Understood... what a pity, what a pity."

After a Youyou sigh, the Nine Nether demons gathered in front of the Jiuyou gate, ready to invade the human world, turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

"Give me—cut!"

Yang Gang raised his head to the sky and roared, his eyes fixed on the sky.

The Blood Drinking Demon Knife draws out a long rainbow.

This knife seemed to be not only cutting towards Song Youque, but also towards this world shrouded in fate!
In the world of the Northern Spearman, he not only wants to fight the Heavenly Sword.

And... to fight against the sky!

Fight against the so-called destiny!
"war!"

The Blood Drinking Demon Knife traveled through the void and appeared in front of Song Youque.

In his stunned eyes.

Passed through the brilliant light of the Supreme Heavenly Sword of the Giant God Clan, and passed through his generous chest.

It came out from his back, bringing blood spots and pieces of internal organs.

Finally, it cut towards the endless sky.

"I... lost?"

Song Youque lowered his head slowly and gave a wry smile.

The tall body crashed down.

The Heavenly Knife, which is invincible across the Northlands, has finally been defeated!
"I won."

Yang Gang smiled silently.

The space around him began to become unreal, and time seemed to freeze a little bit.

And his body finally reached its limit, and his vision began to turn black.

the last moment of life.

He looked up at Zhao Ling who was almost fainting from crying on the edge of the tiankeng, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

He couldn't help but think back to the reminder he saw on the River of Fate when he entered the previous life of the Northern Spearman this time.

[Currently you can enter the robbery chapter: the robbery of the sword demon.To develop unique skills, invite the Heavenly Sword.The heart of the knife is like a dream, and the gods and demons cry blood. 】

"I'm sorry, Zero. In fact, from the very beginning, I knew that this was my destined ending in your life."

"In this life, I can no longer accompany you to the end."

"We... see you in the next life."

boom!
The power contained in the most violent knife in the world has already completely destroyed the inside of the golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations.

With a bang, Yang Gang's body shattered into pieces, completely dissipating into the world with the power of the Nine Nether Gates.

This knife is called Demon Tribulation.

This knife, no regrets.

Replacing Zhao Ling, she fulfilled her destiny as the Northern Spear Demon.

He also replaced Song Youque, the Heavenly Sword, and fulfilled his destiny.

"Do not--"

Zhao Ling shouted in despair, tears streaming down his face.

"Master." Yang Wuhui knelt on the ground in despair.

At this moment, time is completely frozen.

[When the robbery rises and the robbery ends, my life is up to me. I can't help it. 】

[The Tribulation of the Sword Demon——The End of the Tribulation. 】

At the same time, the river of destiny began to settle.

[You rebelled against Yin and Yang and reversed reincarnation.With the true gang, cut the sky knife.Extreme sublimation, replacing the fate of the Northern Spearman with his own fate.Evaluation: Changed fate against the sky. 】

[Five cyan opportunities have been transformed (not triggered), the accumulated quantity: one (white) and seven (green)]

[You can receive Karmic Opportunities at any time. 】

[You participated in the study of the previous life and experienced reincarnation.Comprehend the sword of the dragon and elephant, turn the dragon and elephant into a demon, sublimate the extreme realm, and reach the pinnacle of understanding of the way of the sword. 】

[Evaluation: No match in the world! 】

[Accumulation in previous lives transforms the power of participating in research for 100 years. 】

Thousands of rays of light bloomed in the long river of life, and the indigo color turned into fish swimming like water, penetrating into Yang Gang's soul.

at the same time.

The Jiang family a few miles away.

Jiang Jiang hugged her knees and sat in bed in a daze, countless grotesque pictures flashed before her eyes one by one.

"A Ling... Ah Ling don't want... We won't take revenge... Please..."

"I don't want you to die..."

Suddenly.

In the dark night, a gloomy light flashed.

"Kill-kill-kill-kill you all!"

"Heavenly Knife... Giant God Clan... Kill!"

"Kill everything in the world, and I will... resurrect him!"

"kill!!!"

An astonishing murderous intent soared into the sky.

"what!"

In the small courtyard of Zhongyonghou's Mansion in Shengjing City, Yang Gang's exclamation sounded.

He stared blankly at Mingjie Changhe's subsequent deduction.

[The sword demon perishes, the heavenly sword loses.The evil in all directions dissipated. 】

【However……】

[The fate belonging to the Northern Gun Demon has not ended because of this...]

Followed by.

The long river of fate began to deduce automatically, accompanied by memory pictures one after another.

It turned out to be a century-old memory of the Northland after the catastrophe of the sword demon.

But this time, the main perspective of participating in the research was switched to Zhao Ling.

(End of this chapter)