Synopsis: Rebooting Dead Life / the Law of Infinite Control

Fan Qinghui's eyes brightened. "Oh? He...he really took the last step? Shattering the Void?"

Shi Feixuan nodded with a complicated expression.Exclaimed: "Heavenly knife? Heavenly way!!"

Just when Song Que was about to reach Cihang Jingzhai's position, a one-armed old man with white hair and beard flitted over the top of the person.It landed in front of Song Que.

"Congratulations to Lord Song. You actually took this step of becoming a god and ancestor! Ascension in the daylight is just around the corner!" The old man gave a slap in the face.

"Ning Daoqi?" Song Que glanced at the old man in front of him indifferently, "Make way!"

With three light words, the only surviving Taoist master among the three great masters couldn't help but get out of the way.Not only that, he even almost knelt down.

Without even looking at Ning Daoqi who looked shocked, Song Que went straight past him and came to Fan Qinghui.

"You...you really broke through? Shattering the Void?" Facing Song Que, Fan Qinghui stuttered.

"No! It's still one step away!" Song Que shook his head.The cold look on his face was suddenly replaced by tenderness. "Qinghui, I need your blessing!"

The thoughts in Fan Qinghui's mind turned sharply, thinking quickly whether to take this opportunity to benefit from Song Que for Cihang Jingzhai.

"Okay! But you have to keep your Heavenly Saber technique!" Fan Qinghui said mercilessly.

"Oh... you still don't understand after all!" Song Que sighed, the tenderness on his face completely disappeared. "You are the only woman I am in love with in this life. Heaven is ruthless. I want to hold the sword on behalf of heaven, so I have to slash love to prove the truth!"

Zheng!

The sound of the knife clanging disappeared in a flash.Fan Qinghui, who had an excited face before, became stiff, and a red mark emerged from the bottom of her neck.

With a grunt, her head rolled off her shoulders. ..

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Even at the end of her life, Fan Qinghui's face still had a smile of winning.It seemed to her that Song Que would definitely accept her threat.

It's a pity that Song Que, who has already reached the realm of severing love and utterly forgetting love, has reached the state of forgetting love.How could it be possible to accept the threat of a mere mortal?

For the one who killed Fan Qinghui with his own hands, Song Que's state of mind was completely in harmony with heaven and earth.His knife skills go a step further.It is no longer a knife of mortal weapons, but a mysterious way!

Slowly retracting the blood-resistant long knife into its sheath, a tear rolled down Song Que's cheek.

"Master!!" Shi Feixuan closed her eyes in grief and indignation.Ever since Fan Qinghui threatened Song Que, she knew her master was doomed.

Shi Feixuan, who had faintly touched the Broken Realm, could clearly feel what Song Que's Tao was!It is precisely because of this that she has no thought of avenging her teacher.

Fan Qinghui's death was completely self-inflicted.Preventing people from becoming enlightened, and even disregarding the safety of the world, to blackmail Song Que in an attempt to obtain the other party's sword technique cheats!This is simply the old birthday star eating arsenic - impatient to live!

At the moment of killing Fan Qinghui, Song Que's awe-inspiring, ruthless temperament became even stronger.

On the top of Lushan Mountain, there is a square opened up at an unknown time.

Dong Zhuo and the others sat leisurely in a gazebo.In front of them, in a light film with a diameter of three to five meters, the scene of Song Que killing Fan Qinghui just now was completely presented.

Shaking his head, Dong Zhuo gloated a little and clicked his tongue. "Fan Qinghui is really looking for a dead end!"

Zhu Yuyan, who also saw this scene, had an ugly expression on her face.She and Fan Qinghui have been rivals for a lifetime.

Although Zhu Yuyan didn't want to admit it, the Yingui Sect led by her has been retreating steadily in front of Cihang Jingzhai led by Fan Qinghui.

Now seeing his opponent die so lightly.

Zhu Yuyan felt a little hard to accept it for a while.

"Hold the sword on behalf of the sky!" Luo Hao's body surged with an astonishing fighting spirit. "As expected, it is the last resort of world consciousness! To be able to reach such a god-like state as a mere martial artist!"

"Yes!" Dong Zhuo was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.Turning the topic around, he said regretfully: "It's a pity that Song Que didn't have a senior sister who was born in Godslayer, otherwise, he would definitely be a king not inferior to you!"

At the foot of Lushan Mountain, Song Que violently murdered Fan Qinghui, except Shi Feixuan and Ning Daoqi felt sad.The other onlookers showed indifferent expressions.

This is the embodiment of holding the sword on behalf of the sky. In the world of Datang, Song Que at this moment is the sky!That's the way!

No matter what outrageous actions he made, no one would find it strange unless he had the spiritual cultivation of a great master.

It was as if Song Que killed Fan Qinghui, the leader of the Bai Dao, but did not arouse any reaction from the crowd.

"Bury your master well!" Song Que ordered Shi Feixuan with a blank face.

"Yes!" Shi Feixuan wiped the tears from her cheeks, knelt down and picked up the master's head, and began to call on the fellow disciples to help the master's body.

hum!

There was a sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings, and Song Que pointed to a knife, slashing towards the void in front of him.

sizzle...

The sound that makes the eardrums tingle, and the roots of the teeth are sour, is endless.

As Song Que swiped his sword across, a pitch-black crack appeared in front of everyone.

Through this dark crack, one can vaguely see the scene of the square on the top of Lushan Mountain on the opposite side.

"What a Shattered Void!" Dong Zhuo couldn't help sighing.In front of them, a dark crack like the foot of a mountain was slowly forming.

When the crack was wide enough, Song Que stepped in.The whole person is swallowed by this crack.

The crack that devoured Song Que was like a beast that had eaten its fill.Slowly but steadfastly began to heal.

On the other side, Song Que's figure flew out like lightning from the crack on the top of the mountain.

"Lord Luo, it's been a long time!" Song Que looked suddenly, and looked at Luo Hao who had been waiting for a long time without any emotion in his eyes.