Chapter 125: The Sword of Destruction vs. The Sword of Return "Okay, let's go fishing!"Song Lin suddenly stood up and walked towards Iris. The light floats. A strange bright yellow light rose from his head and merged into Iris's forehead. "Let's go, let's go and have fun!" Iris was overjoyed, as if she had no feeling about the fusion of her fate. Sure enough, he was born slow. Song Lin smiled knowingly and followed Iris. Continue to view the information of the reincarnation chart. 【It is difficult to change fate, life and death are determined by one’s heart. 】 [Twelve years after King Kong came to the world, you and Wang Linglong ascended to heaven and slew gods in mortal form. You reversed your original fate with an incredible method.] [King Kong - marching forward bravely, fearless and fearless. It is impossible for a mortal body to create a golden body of Habaek. Even if one is born with a body of King Kong or a demigod, the possibility only exists in legends.]
[Your choice is in line with the way of King Kong, and you have seized the only chance of victory in your destiny. If you had chosen to retreat, hide from the world for decades and come back... you might have been greeted by an even more despairing existence.] 【Fortunately, you made the right choice and succeeded. 】 [The fusion of the twins condenses the fate of Hebo and Vajra, and becomes the only one in the world. 】 [Hebo·Vajra: Born as Hebo, a demigod. Born with a Vajra body, flawless, and with bone-hardening effects far beyond the ordinary. Gained a bit of Hebo's authority, the ability to summon the tide. Practicing water magic will increase by 30%. Demigod·Minghuang fate] "Demigod Minghuang Fate?" Song Lin was slightly stunned. His actions really created a miracle, and it was an incredible method that even the reincarnation destiny chart recognized. Because of the authority of He Bo, the water magic gain of the new fate was increased from 27% to 30%, comparable to the fate of the "Qilin Son" blessed by Qilin. Song Lin knew that this was his own hard work, "won" from the hands of the Dragon King, not innate. There is also a 'Vajra body, a body without leakage'. If such a physique is cultivated in the flesh, wouldn't it be invincible? "But in this life, do I still have a chance to cultivate into the Golden Body of He Bo? I'm afraid not. Ninety-nine thunderclaps are actually the limit for mortals. Unless there is another adventure..." "As the last main body of the previous life, Iris may have a chance..." Above the reincarnation chart. The three horoscopes of Qilinzi, Yasha, and Hebo·Jin Gang shone brightly, emitting a rich bright yellow color. Combined with Su Yu's natural half-demon horoscope, he only needed to fuse the 'Jade Chi Seed' to enter the half-demon gate. It is hard to say whether the fusion will be a half-demon, a true demigod, or some kind of auspicious fate. Song Lin could already clearly feel that the combination of He Bo·Jang Gang's water magic talent with Qilin Zi and Ya Sha's fate was bringing about some strange changes to his physique. But compared to these gains. He now wants to know more about Wang Linglong's later life. [After the Qinghe demon disaster was quelled, the people who survived the flood were grateful and demolished the Dragon King Temple. They built a Vajra Temple on the original site. They melted the Dragon King's golden body and reshaped a new one.] 【To worship the living Vajra, after a hundred years, the incense will gradually fade. 】 [Because after that catastrophe, no one in the world has ever seen that invincible King Kong again.]
[Only some mountain dwellers on Mingxin Mountain on the edge of Qinghe area knew that the King Kong later landed on their mountain.] 【It has been the same for decades.】 [She never spoke again, never played with anyone again. She was just like a statue staring at the rising and setting sun, and gradually turned into a real diamond statue.] 【The Vajra Heart is clear, and it will not abandon you in life or death. 】 The last scene of the screen. Mingxin Mountain. The old village chief climbed up the mountain tremblingly, knelt down in front of the Vajra statue and kowtowed three times respectfully. Then he lit three incense sticks and stuck them on the ground, turned around and left, leaving a long sigh that disappeared in the wind. "Sitting there like this for decades... maybe she would have preferred to go with him." - Tick-tock A drop of crystal water gently fell on the ground. It's raining? Iris looked up at the sky and couldn't help rubbing her eyes. "Strange, is there sand in my eyes? Why are I crying for no reason..." "What's wrong? Are you crying? Hahaha." Song Lin's voice came from behind. But if Iris turned around at this time, she would definitely find that he didn't smile. "What, what, who's crying? Don't say anything nonsense!" Iris didn't dare look back. She is the dignified leader of Yuan Village. If she were seen crying, wouldn't it be a great loss of face? "Hehehehe" "Pah, pah, pah, it must be raining, damn it!" The two of them walked briskly towards the edge of the Wuduan Mountain platform. Dang~~ Suddenly there was a strange sound. It was like a knife blade inserted into a rock, sharp and piercing. Followed by. A strange man dressed in the uniform of a Ba Dao Sect disciple, his body in tatters, and his skin as white as iron, "walked" up from the edge of the cliff. "who are you?" Iris almost subconsciously protected Song Lin behind her. call-- The strange man seemed to teleport and walked straight past the two of them without even looking at them. "weirdo."
"what are you up to?" The brother and sister couldn't help but look at each other. "Go, follow." "He's wearing the uniform of the Ba Dao Sect. Could he be here to seek revenge on Uncle Chen?" "Be careful, there is no breath on this person, he doesn't look like a living person. But he gives me a very dangerous feeling." The two men followed the strange man carefully. at the same time. A figure appeared outside the Niangniang Temple. It was one of the four ruthless men not on the blacklist - Chen Ping. He sensed the arrival of the monster earlier than the other two and was already waiting for him ahead. The two figures were getting closer. The strange thing is that there was no smell on either of them, as if they were two old friends who hadn't seen each other for decades. "They know each other? I always feel that person doesn't seem to be the same person." Song Lin and Iris fell behind, muttering to themselves. "By the way, Sister Yuan. From now on, stand behind me and I will protect you." "Tsk. How can a brother protect his sister? Of course I will protect you." "I protect you." "I, I, I, I will protect you!" "Play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever loses will be protected." "Come just come, who is afraid of whom?" The two were about to throw a punch. Suddenly. Buzz—two sword lights appeared out of nowhere and intertwined into a rainbow light on the top of Wuduan Mountain. Ding ding ding~~The two figures swung their swords frantically, as if they had a hatred that would never end. The speed of the sword light had already exceeded the limit of the naked eyes of Song Lin and the others, and turned into a piece of phantom. "The fight started." "Amazing!" Song Lin and Iris looked up at the sky. The two of them flew into the sky in a moment, stepping on the thousand-meter-high statue of the goddess from time to time, and gradually disappeared into the clouds. At this moment, a figure came running from a distance.
"What's going on? Who is that person?" Ye Liuyun said in a very quick tone. "He should be the sword master from Badao Sect, Yang Bentian, who was famous in the martial arts world thirty years ago." Song Lin said calmly. "what?" Ye Liuyun's eyes narrowed. The supreme sword master of the generation - Yang Bentian, and the unfathomable foolish sword Chen Ping... He was a little regretful that he didn't get to see the "double sword showdown" between Xu Yunxiong and Lie Huaikong. But he didn't expect to see a double sword duel from the previous generation of martial arts on Wuduan Mountain. clang~clang~ The melodious sound of metal clashing. The duel between Chen Ping and Sword Master Yang Bentian was not as violent as imagined, with bursts of momentum. Instead, it was like two extremely condensed swords, going straight to the vital points of the other's body. Occasionally, one or two seven or eight meter long sword lights flashed across the sky, indicating that this battle was a thousand times more dangerous than it appeared. The three of them looked up for a long time. Suddenly I discovered something embarrassing. Chen Ping and Yang Bentian had already leaped to a height of a thousand meters, as if standing on the shoulders of the Sanshui Niangniang statue for a decisive battle. They could no longer see the two small figures clearly. "Let's go up and take a look?" Iris suddenly suggested. "If you want to die, I won't stop you." Ye Liuyun couldn't help but glance at her. "Humph." Iris crossed her arms and asked after a moment, "Can't these masters of the Divine Mansion Realm fly?" "It should be able to fly." Song Lin said. "That still can't fly." Iris shook her head. "Can you understand their fight?" Ye Liuyun suddenly spoke. "I understand a little bit." Song Lin said. "Do you really understand it?" Ye Liuyun looked at him in surprise. "I can only understand a little bit." Song Lin nodded seriously. He now only knows the Thirty-Eight Thunder Sounds, so of course he can only understand a little bit. But more importantly. The two masters of the Divine Palace who were proficient in the way of swordsmanship were on completely different paths from the Dragon King who was good at water magic in his previous life and the path of physical invincibility that he took in his previous life. That's why he said he could only understand a little bit. In the way of swordsmanship, Song Lin still has a long way to go. "Oh, then I think I can understand it a little bit." Ye Liuyun seemed to understand something. "What on earth did you see?" Iris asked anxiously.
"I have seen the pinnacle of the sword." Ye Liuyun said coolly. "I see the direction of the future." Song Lin seemed even more mysterious. "..." Iris clenched her fist silently. So irritating! When I become an invincible King Kong in the future, I will definitely crush you to pieces! Swah—— The sky suddenly changed. A bright flash of sword light seemed to span across heaven and earth. next moment. An old man in simple clothes fell from a thousand meters above, straight to the sky ten thousand meters below Wuduan Mountain. "not good!" "It's Uncle Chen!" Wow—before the three could react, a huge blood-red sword fell from the sky and slashed towards the rapidly falling figure of the old fisherman. Yes, a knife. Rather than one person. As pieces of broken Ba Dao Sect disciples' clothing fell, the figure of Sword Master Yang Bentian disappeared from the sky. He seemed to have really turned into a sword, a peerless sword of annihilation. The three of them rushed to the edge of the cliff of Wuduan Mountain and stared blankly at the sky ten thousand meters high. There seemed to be a hint of terrifying sword intent lingering in the air. No matter Song Lin or Ye Liuyun, they both felt a shocking sense of annihilation from the sword light, as if it could destroy all gods and demons. "Golden body!" A word flashed through Song Lin's mind. "This Yang Bentian has been in seclusion for thirty years. Has he really refined himself into a sword?" Ye Liuyun looked horrified. If this is the pinnacle of swordsmanship. He...is there really any hope of getting to this point in his life? boom! A distant voice came from below. then. Song Lin suddenly felt a strange breath that flashed by. "Homeward journey!" His heart sank.
The old fisherman was forced to take this life-threatening move. The Sword of Destruction VS the Sword of Return. Who can win? for a long time. The three of them were getting anxious. Iris turned around and ran to the rotten stone of the Niangniang Temple, chattering and persuading, "Senior Shitou, please help me. You are so powerful, shouldn't it be easy to deal with Yang Bentian?" "Please, please help me, we are all brothers!" "Hey, did you hear that? Are you deaf?" "Hey!" The rotten stone never responded. Iris was so angry that she kicked the stone statue, but she held her foot and cried out in pain. Pat~~ Suddenly, a bloody hand stretched out from the clouds and placed itself on the edge of the cliff. then. It's a knife. A blood-red long sword that had just slashed from ten thousand meters high into the foot of Wuduan Mountain had shrunk dozens of times. (End of this chapter)