Chapter two hundred and seventy-one, a thousand-year debt, repaid in one go!
Chapter 271: The debt owed for thousands of years must be paid off in one go!
The Formation of Destiny is an extremely weird spell, and the conditions for its completion are extremely stringent, making it almost impossible to perform.
And when it is actually performed, the caster can gain the right to speak the truth and follow the rules within the scope of this array of destiny at the cost of his life.
Feng Ziyue thought it was the work of Know-It-All, while Shen Siniang and others speculated that it was the master of magic behind Feng Ziyue.
But no one thought of Zhuge Lian, who was weak and sick all the time!
She doesn't know any martial arts at all, and she has never been seen practicing any technique.
Although she has read all the classics in the world and is as intelligent as a monster, due to her poor health and young age, she is just a weak little sister in the eyes of Feng Ziyue and others.
It wasn't until the battle between Chu Kuangren and Zhuge Lian that he gave Feng Ziyue's seven-star lantern to pray for peace and help him use the unknown swordsmanship to defeat Chu Kuangren. This gave her a mysterious veil.
However, after Feng Ziyue returned from the Sea of Divine Power, he went to express his gratitude to Zhuge Lian while doing all the complicated things. However, Zhuge Lian kept his secret and kept a low profile.
Even Feng Ziyue only thought that this seven-star lantern for praying for blessings was something she got by chance. She was grateful, but she didn't think it was her purpose.
But now, seeing her appear in the formation of destiny, Feng Ziyue's heart seemed to be brightened, and he immediately connected these things together.
As the daughter of the Zhuge family, it would not be surprising at all if Zhuge Lian's knowledge is within the scope of acquired knowledge - even if she really reads the classics and understands many innate things, it would be normal.
But what she knew was clearly more than this.
This seven-star lantern for praying for blessings is not a treasure that only the Zhuge family can possess. Naturally, she has a different origin.
Unfortunately, after Feng Ziyue returned from the Divine Power Sea, he had been busy with the sealing of the demon-suppressing stone tablet and preparations for the Divine Water Tribulation, and did not pay too much attention to this sickly little sister.
It was only today that I was shocked to see her brilliance!
Black clouds fill the sky, and the heaven and earth are extinct!
None of the masters from the ten directions dared to act rashly. Even Yao Huang stared at the white light at the top of the sky suspiciously, feeling like he wanted to worship in his chest.
How can it be?
He felt a deep sense of shame, but for some reason, he felt a deep sense of awe towards the little girl in the white light that day.
It was as if she was the ruler of this world.
Destiny is my destiny!
The Formation of Destiny has been completed. Zhuge Lian now represents the destiny of this land with a radius of hundreds of miles. Her words and actions are the destiny!
"Yao...huang..."
After she said these two words, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, there was no trace of blood on her face, and her lips could not stop trembling.
Zhuge Lian's frail body was unable to withstand the gathering power of destiny. As long as there was a slight wave, she was afraid that she would die under the counterattack force of heaven and earth.
But before that, she must finish this sentence!
Zhuge Lian glanced at Feng Ziyue, and the familiar situation that day appeared before her eyes. She took a deep breath, and from nowhere, she got a huge strength to support her body.
"……die!"
She finally reluctantly finished saying these three words, and at the same time, her body leaned up and was suspended in mid-air, as if she had fainted.
The white light disappeared, darkness once again enveloped this land with a radius of hundreds of miles, and countless whirlpools rolled up in the black clouds.
The direction of the whirlpool is all towards Yao Huang.
With one move of the demonic furnace of heaven and earth, he forged the furnace of misery with the heart of eternal grief, burning the world and turning it into purgatory. But in the face of this real destiny, it was vulnerable. When the darkness shrouded just now, the surge of
The flames have all been extinguished.
At this time, he seemed to be pulled by a huge force, unable to move. He could only watch the sharp edge of the whirlpool rolling towards his body!
kill!
Destiny says, kill!
Who can resist!
If you don't experience this terrible feeling personally or witness it with your own eyes, you can't understand the majesty of this destiny. It's like a predetermined destiny, without huge momentum, like aging, like it's destined.
Death comes quietly, but it is impossible to resist!
The demon's bloody silk clothes were torn to pieces by those tiny black whirlpools, revealing her slender body.
His body was covered with scars, the marks left by Feng Ziyue's nameless swordsmanship, which have not been eliminated even now.
He does not look like a strong man transformed from a mythical beast, but rather like a noble man who is saddened by spring and autumn. Even when facing a desperate situation, his eyes still reveal boundless loneliness and sadness.
"I shouldn't have been in this world in the first place. Now, is there another inexplicable death?"
Yao Huang gave a long laugh, his tone full of sorrow.
"I am indeed not worthy of inheriting the bloodline of the Demon Emperor, but in this case, what is the purpose of your sacrifice, ancient master?"
At the last moment of his life, countless fragments of memories emerged in his mind.
He was originally an ordinary third-grade divine beast, but due to the cultivation of the ancient master, he received a drop of spiritual blood from the Demon Emperor Tianzun and became the heir of the Demon Emperor's bloodline.
Originally, he should be able to reach the top of the world just like the Demon Emperor of the day.
But due to various accidents, he finally became a useless loser.
After thousands of years of escaping, the ancient master was finally tired of it. In an accidental ambush, the ancient master, who had all-powerful abilities, was seriously injured. Before he died, he fought to the death and transformed into a rain of blood, wrapped in blood.
He followed him and fled to the Tianwu Continent, which was sealed by the demon-suppressing stone tablet.
Perhaps, it was to save his life.
Or maybe, it's for...
Yao Huang's gaze turned to Qi Xiaodie in the distance. Although it was dark and he could only see a blurry figure, he could still guess the worried expression on the woman's face.
He had been looking at this expression for a long time just now.
It's a pity - no matter what the purpose of the ancient master sent him here, he still failed in the end.
He's just a loser.
He is destined to be a loser from birth.
Whether in the outer world or in this demon-sealed place with low martial arts, he would only disappoint the ancient master again and again.
Will everything fail in a place like this?
Is failure his fate? Is sadness everything to him?
Yao Huang's heart was filled with infinite sorrow, and he allowed the black whirlwind to split his body and harvest his life.
No-no!
Yao Huang suddenly raised his head. Normally, he could admit failure, even if the failure was the price of death, he could bear it.
But this time, it can't be done!
He has not forgotten that now, this is the last battle in the ten battles he planned.
When the last unyielding master pours his resentment and essence and blood into it without giving up, the mysterious resurrection from the dead technique may be able to be used!
Back to life!
Ancient Master!
Yao Huang's expression suddenly shook!
He couldn't simply die under this destiny. A strong person defies nature. If he dies in accordance with nature, he will lack the finishing touch of momentum and majesty. How can he successfully resurrect the ancient master?
Even if he dies, he cannot die so easily!
Yao Huang shouted loudly, his whole body igniting with blue flames.
The fire of great sorrow!
Eternally sad, heartbroken, ecstatic, inexplicable grief!
This kind of sadness and pain burned from the depths of his soul, and soon burned his entire life - this kind of sadness was first inherited from the drop of spiritual blood of Yaohuang Tianzun, and these thousands of years
The unexpected encounter brought Yao Huang's sadness to a profound level.
Before he died, he had a sudden enlightenment and realized the unparalleled fire of great compassion!
The destiny cannot be violated, but the strong must go against it!
Yaohuang did not have the weather-defying power of Kuangren Chu. Just like him, Yaohuang shook his fist at the heaven and earth, but his sadness was also beyond the heaven and earth. Even the destiny would be frightened by his sadness.
boom!
The Formation of Destiny cannot last long.
After Zhuge Lian passed out, the huge black cloud instantly shrank into a black spot attacking Yao Huang, silently piercing through the thick sadness, and erupted with a violent roar!
"snort--"
Yao Huang screamed wildly, and blood overflowed from his seven orifices at the same time.
All the internal organs are hurt!
The experts present all breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yao Huang was not dead when the Formation of Destiny ended, the bleeding from his seven orifices also meant that he had suffered fatal injuries!
"Under the Formation of Destiny, he was still injured but not dead! This Yao Huang is really beyond our expectation!"
Shen Siniang frowned and sighed.
But I heard Yao Huang looking up to the sky and hissing, with a strong sense of sadness in his voice.
"Even if I want to die! I can't die under destiny! Feng Ziyue, use your strongest sword again!"
He laughed strangely, turned over, and fiercely pounced on Feng Ziyue, completely disorganized, like a crazy tiger.
But despite this, Yaohuang is Yaohuang after all, and Feng Ziyue knows that even if he is severely injured, it is still not easy to kill him.
Feng Ziyue watched Yao Huang's figure getting closer and closer, holding the broken sword quietly, waiting for the moment when he was about to touch his body.
Suddenly the sword came out!
puff!
Blood spurts out!
This is a brilliant sword light, this is a perfect sword!
That day, Feng Ziyue used this sword to kill the master of breaking the void, the Great Sun Divine Light.
Today, the perfect sword reappears in the world and is used to kill Yao Huang, who was severely damaged by the Destiny Formation and is now incoherent and destined to die!
Killing the Great Sun Divine Light was the beginning of Feng Ziyue's understanding of the outer world, and now this battle was the beginning of Feng Ziyue's stepping out of the outer world.
The origin of this sword is also endlessly explained!
With a swing of the sword, Yao Huang's body was cut into two pieces. However, he saw that there was only bright red blood in his body, but there were no internal organs!
The sword cut off, and blood poured out, like heavy rain, falling under the Shenshui Cliff.
The beasts hiss in sorrow, the demons shine, the end!
However, Yao Huang, who only had his upper body left, laughed heartily, as if he was not afraid or angry at all because of his death. He just looked at his lower body and laughed non-stop.
"Ancient Master!"
"I, Yaohuang, have not accomplished a single thing for thousands of years. I never thought that today, at the risk of my own life, I could actually complete this method of resurrecting the ten evil spirits!"
"Just wait, I've owed you something for thousands of years—"