Chapter 2001
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The power against heaven should be used by the person against heaven.
When mu laoben turned upside down and wanted to make use of the power of incense for hundreds of years, he did not agree in essence. Instead, he could not break out completely, but was rejected. A breath of time, the sword against the sky appeared in Yang Ping's hand.
Mu was stunned for a moment. His eyes immediately turned red and roared, "vertical son, die!" this was one of his biggest dependencies. He was used to fight against Changsheng mountain. Even in the face of Yin-Yang palm teaching, he was not afraid. Now he lost it and fell into Yang Ping's hands. At the moment when the anti Heaven Sword merged with Yang Ping, the breath from the other side was unexpectedly strong
Made him feel the crisis.
This is absolutely unacceptable! Boss Mu roared and jumped at Yang Ping. He absolutely did not allow accidents. He saw that he was going to arrest Yang Ping, search his soul and find a way to the world of mortals. If he failed, the consequences would be unbearable. For this day, Mu Lao waited too long, from
Wu Yue went to the frontier and began to calculate.
"The sword against the sky!" Yang Ping held the handle of the sword and felt a great sense of war, which was integrated into his blood. This sense of war was extremely strong and even not weaker than the power of creation, because it was the unwillingness, anger and rebellion against the way of heaven left by countless heroes after their death
A trace of mysterious power that does not belong to the universal rules.
Mu Lao rushed.
Carrying the Heavenly God thunder, the thunder and lightning boiling like a towering column ran through the void and burst out more terrible destructive power than the frost sword.
Lightning.
This is the second rule controlled by Mu Lao, and it is also an extremely terrible force of rules.
Among the ten thousand boundary rules, lightning kills and destroys the sky. Mu Lao is a top-level strong man with 100% control. The lightning rules are applied a little, and the small world of the ethnic group can't bear it. There are cracks, but this is not enough to vent Mu Lao's inner anger. He stares at Yang Ping and wants to break him
Shi wanduan.
Wu Yue felt the horror of lightning and said, "run!" Yang Ping stood still and quietly watched Mu Lao rush. The distance between them was very short and came in an instant. However, in Yang Ping's sight, Mu Lao became full, as if walking in the long river of time and space, and all around was still. Bathe old hair
, expression, even the division of power, can be seen clearly.
"Anger of thunder!"
Boss Mu roared, and the lightning world behind him broke out. The thunder gathered into an immortal divine thunder, turned into a long gun, held it in his hand, and stabbed Yang Ping's head with all his strength.
The wrath of thunder has not yet arrived, and the ethnic world has collapsed one after another.
Wu Yue felt the power of destroying the world and couldn't help trembling.
How strong!
Mu Lao is worthy of being the strongest person in the ethnic group. The anger of thunder is ten times stronger than the sword of frost. He came to Yang Ping in an instant. The mountain master looked ferocious and said excitedly, "you underestimate Mu Lao's strength. Even if you put him on Changsheng mountain, he is also a top strong man. Over the years, he has been patient and low-key, just like a dormant dragon. What you see now
It's the tip of the iceberg! "
As a mountain master's teacher, he really has incredible power, especially the degree of control over the power of rules, which is far more than the mountain master.
Wu Yue scolded, "stop now while there are no dead people." the mountain master sneered and disdained: "Wu Yue, is there something wrong with your head? Do you think you can stop now? The red world channel is inevitable. This is the hope of the ethnic group and the hope we covet Jue Dian. Mu is only one step away
Step, he waited too long. "
Wu Yue's face was gloomy. She stared at the mountain master and said in a cold voice, "if Yang Ping dies, I want you to be buried!"
The mountain master turned his mouth and said, "fool."
Everything around seemed to be at a standstill.
Yang Ping's eyes suddenly changed. It was no longer a small world of ethnic groups, but a holy land of Taoyuan.
This is a mountain isolated from the outside world.
The traffic is crisscross.
Under the peach and plum trees, children sing.
There is a smell of peace everywhere.
"Where is this?"
Yang Ping's eyes were puzzled. His eyes fell on the two playing children. Their faces were full of pure smiles and squatted on the ground. There was a chessboard between them, sometimes arguing.
He looked closer and suddenly turned pale.
On the chessboard, there are all living beings.
Take sentient beings as chess pieces.
The two children come and go, and they win or lose each other. With the removal of each chess piece, he sees that each dimension is broken. Each chess piece represents a dimension and how many lives it has.
But it was two children who played chess!
Yang Ping looked closer and his face changed dramatically. Because his attention fell on the chessboard, a great horror never existed came to his mind.
"Here you are."
A child in bright yellow looked up and showed a young face, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes. It seemed that he could see the ancient and modern future and said, "who do you think can win?"
Yang Ping Yu Sai.
All living beings are chess. Yang Ping has never heard of anyone who has such great ability, but the dimensions of birth and death are clearly presented in front of him.
"Of course it's me!" the child in black on the other side shook his head and murmured, "you're just an alien. What qualifications do you have to play chess with me."
"I'm already playing chess with you," joked the child in yellow.
The child in black sneered, turned his head and looked at Yang Ping. He said faintly, "I didn't expect that you could see us."
Boom! When Yang Ping looked at the child in black, his face changed dramatically. He felt that what he saw was not a child, but an incomparably old king. These two people were older and more terrible than the four heavenly kings he had seen. This may
Has surpassed the king of heaven.
Who the hell are they?
Yang Ping took a deep breath, suppressed his inner shock and continued to watch chess.
Watch chess without saying a word.
Yang Ping didn't talk much. Even when the two children inquired, he showed a slow look and remained silent.
This is the chess of all living beings.
Can only see.
Don't move.
Because any mistake will lead to the destruction of countless people.
But
Although Yang Ping didn't know chess, he watched the two children play chess indiscriminately. He knew how many people would die in each step. He still looked naive and casual without much feeling.
"I won!"
The child in yellow stood up, looked surprised and said with a smile, "Jedi are born, and you have today."
The child in black sneered and hummed, "it doesn't count. Let's have another game."
Boom!
The child in black waved his big hand and the chessboard returned to its original shape.
The child in yellow frowned. Although he didn't want to, he still sat down and continued to play chess.
Yang Ping watched chess in silence.
At first he didn't understand who the two children in front of him were, but as the chessboard overturned again and again, he slowly felt something wrong.
In every game of chess, there will be accidents.
And this kind of accident will become an extremely mysterious force, ending in the world of Taohuayuan.
The two children didn't think so.
Continue playing chess.
One game.
Two innings.
……
After the ninety-nine innings, he fooled the winner.
But time seemed to go straight, and the two children played chess endlessly.
Yang Ping's face became more and more ugly.
He thought of a terrible thing.
Because in the chessboard, there is an accident, and this accident reflects a figure.
This figure is a man against the sky.
Every game of chess has an accident.
Yang Ping's face was dignified because he saw himself in the last chess game. I was an accident!
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The power against heaven should be used by the person against heaven.
When mu laoben turned upside down and wanted to make use of the power of incense for hundreds of years, he did not agree in essence. Instead, he could not break out completely, but was rejected. A breath of time, the sword against the sky appeared in Yang Ping's hand.
Mu was stunned for a moment. His eyes immediately turned red and roared, "vertical son, die!" this was one of his biggest dependencies. He was used to fight against Changsheng mountain. Even in the face of Yin-Yang palm teaching, he was not afraid. Now he lost it and fell into Yang Ping's hands. At the moment when the anti Heaven Sword merged with Yang Ping, the breath from the other side was unexpectedly strong
Made him feel the crisis.
This is absolutely unacceptable! Boss Mu roared and jumped at Yang Ping. He absolutely did not allow accidents. He saw that he was going to arrest Yang Ping, search his soul and find a way to the world of mortals. If he failed, the consequences would be unbearable. For this day, Mu Lao waited too long, from
Wu Yue went to the frontier and began to calculate.
"The sword against the sky!" Yang Ping held the handle of the sword and felt a great sense of war, which was integrated into his blood. This sense of war was extremely strong and even not weaker than the power of creation, because it was the unwillingness, anger and rebellion against the way of heaven left by countless heroes after their death
A trace of mysterious power that does not belong to the universal rules.
Mu Lao rushed.
Carrying the Heavenly God thunder, the thunder and lightning boiling like a towering column ran through the void and burst out more terrible destructive power than the frost sword.
Lightning.
This is the second rule controlled by Mu Lao, and it is also an extremely terrible force of rules.
Among the ten thousand boundary rules, lightning kills and destroys the sky. Mu Lao is a top-level strong man with 100% control. The lightning rules are applied a little, and the small world of the ethnic group can't bear it. There are cracks, but this is not enough to vent Mu Lao's inner anger. He stares at Yang Ping and wants to break him
Shi wanduan.
Wu Yue felt the horror of lightning and said, "run!" Yang Ping stood still and quietly watched Mu Lao rush. The distance between them was very short and came in an instant. However, in Yang Ping's sight, Mu Lao became full, as if walking in the long river of time and space, and all around was still. Bathe old hair
, expression, even the division of power, can be seen clearly.
"Anger of thunder!"
Boss Mu roared, and the lightning world behind him broke out. The thunder gathered into an immortal divine thunder, turned into a long gun, held it in his hand, and stabbed Yang Ping's head with all his strength.
The wrath of thunder has not yet arrived, and the ethnic world has collapsed one after another.
Wu Yue felt the power of destroying the world and couldn't help trembling.
How strong!
Mu Lao is worthy of being the strongest person in the ethnic group. The anger of thunder is ten times stronger than the sword of frost. He came to Yang Ping in an instant. The mountain master looked ferocious and said excitedly, "you underestimate Mu Lao's strength. Even if you put him on Changsheng mountain, he is also a top strong man. Over the years, he has been patient and low-key, just like a dormant dragon. What you see now
It's the tip of the iceberg! "
As a mountain master's teacher, he really has incredible power, especially the degree of control over the power of rules, which is far more than the mountain master.
Wu Yue scolded, "stop now while there are no dead people." the mountain master sneered and disdained: "Wu Yue, is there something wrong with your head? Do you think you can stop now? The red world channel is inevitable. This is the hope of the ethnic group and the hope we covet Jue Dian. Mu is only one step away
Step, he waited too long. "
Wu Yue's face was gloomy. She stared at the mountain master and said in a cold voice, "if Yang Ping dies, I want you to be buried!"
The mountain master turned his mouth and said, "fool."
Everything around seemed to be at a standstill.
Yang Ping's eyes suddenly changed. It was no longer a small world of ethnic groups, but a holy land of Taoyuan.
This is a mountain isolated from the outside world.
The traffic is crisscross.
Under the peach and plum trees, children sing.
There is a smell of peace everywhere.
"Where is this?"
Yang Ping's eyes were puzzled. His eyes fell on the two playing children. Their faces were full of pure smiles and squatted on the ground. There was a chessboard between them, sometimes arguing.
He looked closer and suddenly turned pale.
On the chessboard, there are all living beings.
Take sentient beings as chess pieces.
The two children come and go, and they win or lose each other. With the removal of each chess piece, he sees that each dimension is broken. Each chess piece represents a dimension and how many lives it has.
But it was two children who played chess!
Yang Ping looked closer and his face changed dramatically. Because his attention fell on the chessboard, a great horror never existed came to his mind.
"Here you are."
A child in bright yellow looked up and showed a young face, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes. It seemed that he could see the ancient and modern future and said, "who do you think can win?"
Yang Ping Yu Sai.
All living beings are chess. Yang Ping has never heard of anyone who has such great ability, but the dimensions of birth and death are clearly presented in front of him.
"Of course it's me!" the child in black on the other side shook his head and murmured, "you're just an alien. What qualifications do you have to play chess with me."
"I'm already playing chess with you," joked the child in yellow.
The child in black sneered, turned his head and looked at Yang Ping. He said faintly, "I didn't expect that you could see us."
Boom! When Yang Ping looked at the child in black, his face changed dramatically. He felt that what he saw was not a child, but an incomparably old king. These two people were older and more terrible than the four heavenly kings he had seen. This may
Has surpassed the king of heaven.
Who the hell are they?
Yang Ping took a deep breath, suppressed his inner shock and continued to watch chess.
Watch chess without saying a word.
Yang Ping didn't talk much. Even when the two children inquired, he showed a slow look and remained silent.
This is the chess of all living beings.
Can only see.
Don't move.
Because any mistake will lead to the destruction of countless people.
But
Although Yang Ping didn't know chess, he watched the two children play chess indiscriminately. He knew how many people would die in each step. He still looked naive and casual without much feeling.
"I won!"
The child in yellow stood up, looked surprised and said with a smile, "Jedi are born, and you have today."
The child in black sneered and hummed, "it doesn't count. Let's have another game."
Boom!
The child in black waved his big hand and the chessboard returned to its original shape.
The child in yellow frowned. Although he didn't want to, he still sat down and continued to play chess.
Yang Ping watched chess in silence.
At first he didn't understand who the two children in front of him were, but as the chessboard overturned again and again, he slowly felt something wrong.
In every game of chess, there will be accidents.
And this kind of accident will become an extremely mysterious force, ending in the world of Taohuayuan.
The two children didn't think so.
Continue playing chess.
One game.
Two innings.
……
After the ninety-nine innings, he fooled the winner.
But time seemed to go straight, and the two children played chess endlessly.
Yang Ping's face became more and more ugly.
He thought of a terrible thing.
Because in the chessboard, there is an accident, and this accident reflects a figure.
This figure is a man against the sky.
Every game of chess has an accident.
Yang Ping's face was dignified because he saw himself in the last chess game. I was an accident!
The power against heaven should be used by the person against heaven.When mu laoben turned upside down and wanted to make use of the power of incense for hundreds of years, he did not agree in essence. Instead, he could not break out completely, but was rejected. A breath of time, the sword against the sky appeared in Yang Ping's hand.Mu was stunned for a moment. His eyes immediately turned red and roared, "vertical son, die!" this was one of his biggest dependencies. He was used to fight against Changsheng mountain. Even in the face of Yin-Yang palm teaching, he was not afraid. Now he lost it and fell into Yang Ping's hands. At the moment when the anti Heaven Sword merged with Yang Ping, the breath from the other side was unexpectedly strongMade him feel the crisis.This is absolutely unacceptable! Boss Mu roared and jumped at Yang Ping. He absolutely did not allow accidents. He saw that he was going to arrest Yang Ping, search his soul and find a way to the world of mortals. If he failed, the consequences would be unbearable. For this day, Mu Lao waited too long, fromWu Yue went to the frontier and began to calculate."The sword against the sky!" Yang Ping held the handle of the sword and felt a great sense of war, which was integrated into his blood. This sense of war was extremely strong and even not weaker than the power of creation, because it was the unwillingness, anger and rebellion against the way of heaven left by countless heroes after their deathA trace of mysterious power that does not belong to the universal rules.Mu Lao rushed.Carrying the Heavenly God thunder, the thunder and lightning boiling like a towering column ran through the void and burst out more terrible destructive power than the frost sword.Lightning.This is the second rule controlled by Mu Lao, and it is also an extremely terrible force of rules.Among the ten thousand boundary rules, lightning kills and destroys the sky. Mu Lao is a top-level strong man with 100% control. The lightning rules are applied a little, and the small world of the ethnic group can't bear it. There are cracks, but this is not enough to vent Mu Lao's inner anger. He stares at Yang Ping and wants to break himShi wanduan.Wu Yue felt the horror of lightning and said, "run!" Yang Ping stood still and quietly watched Mu Lao rush. The distance between them was very short and came in an instant. However, in Yang Ping's sight, Mu Lao became full, as if walking in the long river of time and space, and all around was still. Bathe old hair, expression, even the division of power, can be seen clearly."Anger of thunder!"Boss Mu roared, and the lightning world behind him broke out. The thunder gathered into an immortal divine thunder, turned into a long gun, held it in his hand, and stabbed Yang Ping's head with all his strength.The wrath of thunder has not yet arrived, and the ethnic world has collapsed one after another.Wu Yue felt the power of destroying the world and couldn't help trembling.How strong!Mu Lao is worthy of being the strongest person in the ethnic group. The anger of thunder is ten times stronger than the sword of frost. He came to Yang Ping in an instant. The mountain master looked ferocious and said excitedly, "you underestimate Mu Lao's strength. Even if you put him on Changsheng mountain, he is also a top strong man. Over the years, he has been patient and low-key, just like a dormant dragon. What you see nowIt's the tip of the iceberg! "As a mountain master's teacher, he really has incredible power, especially the degree of control over the power of rules, which is far more than the mountain master.Wu Yue scolded, "stop now while there are no dead people." the mountain master sneered and disdained: "Wu Yue, is there something wrong with your head? Do you think you can stop now? The red world channel is inevitable. This is the hope of the ethnic group and the hope we covet Jue Dian. Mu is only one step awayStep, he waited too long. "Wu Yue's face was gloomy. She stared at the mountain master and said in a cold voice, "if Yang Ping dies, I want you to be buried!"The mountain master turned his mouth and said, "fool."Everything around seemed to be at a standstill.Yang Ping's eyes suddenly changed. It was no longer a small world of ethnic groups, but a holy land of Taoyuan.This is a mountain isolated from the outside world.The traffic is crisscross.Under the peach and plum trees, children sing.There is a smell of peace everywhere."Where is this?"Yang Ping's eyes were puzzled. His eyes fell on the two playing children. Their faces were full of pure smiles and squatted on the ground. There was a chessboard between them, sometimes arguing.He looked closer and suddenly turned pale.On the chessboard, there are all living beings.Take sentient beings as chess pieces.The two children come and go, and they win or lose each other. With the removal of each chess piece, he sees that each dimension is broken. Each chess piece represents a dimension and how many lives it has.But it was two children who played chess!Yang Ping looked closer and his face changed dramatically. Because his attention fell on the chessboard, a great horror never existed came to his mind."Here you are."A child in bright yellow looked up and showed a young face, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes. It seemed that he could see the ancient and modern future and said, "who do you think can win?"Yang Ping Yu Sai.All living beings are chess. Yang Ping has never heard of anyone who has such great ability, but the dimensions of birth and death are clearly presented in front of him."Of course it's me!" the child in black on the other side shook his head and murmured, "you're just an alien. What qualifications do you have to play chess with me.""I'm already playing chess with you," joked the child in yellow.The child in black sneered, turned his head and looked at Yang Ping. He said faintly, "I didn't expect that you could see us."Boom! When Yang Ping looked at the child in black, his face changed dramatically. He felt that what he saw was not a child, but an incomparably old king. These two people were older and more terrible than the four heavenly kings he had seen. This mayHas surpassed the king of heaven.Who the hell are they?Yang Ping took a deep breath, suppressed his inner shock and continued to watch chess.Watch chess without saying a word.Yang Ping didn't talk much. Even when the two children inquired, he showed a slow look and remained silent.This is the chess of all living beings.Can only see.Don't move.Because any mistake will lead to the destruction of countless people.ButAlthough Yang Ping didn't know chess, he watched the two children play chess indiscriminately. He knew how many people would die in each step. He still looked naive and casual without much feeling."I won!"The child in yellow stood up, looked surprised and said with a smile, "Jedi are born, and you have today."The child in black sneered and hummed, "it doesn't count. Let's have another game."Boom!The child in black waved his big hand and the chessboard returned to its original shape.The child in yellow frowned. Although he didn't want to, he still sat down and continued to play chess.Yang Ping watched chess in silence.At first he didn't understand who the two children in front of him were, but as the chessboard overturned again and again, he slowly felt something wrong.In every game of chess, there will be accidents.And this kind of accident will become an extremely mysterious force, ending in the world of Taohuayuan.The two children didn't think so.Continue playing chess.One game.Two innings.After the ninety-nine innings, he fooled the winner.But time seemed to go straight, and the two children played chess endlessly.Yang Ping's face became more and more ugly.He thought of a terrible thing.Because in the chessboard, there is an accident, and this accident reflects a figure.This figure is a man against the sky.Every game of chess has an accident.Yang Ping's face was dignified because he saw himself in the last chess game. I was an accident!
