"What''s going on?"


    Yang Xuan stared and was completely stunned.


    Originally, he wanted to urge the big killing talisman to deal with Beigong Leng.


    Who knows, when he offered the great killing talisman, the great killing talisman suddenly changed, and the will of the wind god Lang Jun was manifested in the air.


    The wind god Lang Jun was born in the Taigu period. He had the cultivation of the cave realm before his death. He was the first Taigu man in the Holy Land and the world. His strength is unfathomable and he looks at the eight wastelands and six harmonies.


    It is no exaggeration to say that fighting in the same realm, Zhanwang yiboundless is not the opponent of Fengshen Lang Jun.


    Although it is only a remnant of will now, the power of his body is comparable to that of an emperor.


    However, Yang Xuan was also puzzled. After all, he was not the first time to see the will residual thoughts of the wind god husband, but compared with the present will residual thoughts, the former will residual thoughts seemed to be much weaker.


    In addition, this will afterthought is not pure, as if it is condensed from thousands of substantive murderous Qi, which makes people feel fear involuntarily.


    "Is this really... Will afterthought?"


    Yang Xuannan whispered to himself, and had some doubts about his guess.


    "If I am not mistaken, this is not the will of the wind god Lang Jun, but the remnant image of the law of killing Tao evolved by the wind god Lang Jun''s understanding of killing Tao to the extreme."


    While talking, the purgatory boy was surprised.


    Only he knows how difficult it is to practice a martial art to the highest level and derive the residual image of the law.


    "To kill into the road!"


    Yang Xuan whispered.


    "It is by killing into the Tao."


    The purgatory boy nodded and sighed: "the world only knows that the wind god Lang has mastered the supreme law of the wind, but I don''t know that the wind god Lang has also understood the law of killing the Tao, especially the other law of killing the Tao is far above the law of the wind."


    "What is the residual image of the law of killing Tao?"


    "Martial arts, martial arts into the Tao, this'' martial ''is all inclusive, indomitable, brave, domineering and killing the world. It can be called'' martial arts'', and you can enter the ''Tao'' from it. Like your hegemony or the four great mysteries, they are all within the scope of martial arts."


    "I understand that everything in the world, as long as you can understand all kinds of mysteries and practice them to the extreme, it is both Tao and law. In this way, you can show the residual image of your own law."


    Yang Xuan was very intelligent. He knew everything at once.


    "Practice well. With your talent, you can surpass the wind god one day. Although it''s very difficult, I''m optimistic about you."


    As soon as the purgatory boy''s voice fell, a sound of killing and cutting resounded through the world, like a drum on the battlefield and a golden iron horse, spit out from the remnant of the killing law of the wind god Lang Jun.


    "Once upon a time, there was a noble man who saw through thousands of years of benevolence and righteousness, but made this life heroic. Those who humiliated me can kill them, those who didn''t see the right way to kill them, and those who blocked me can also kill them. Kill!!! Kill all the injustice in the world and kill only me in the world!!!"


    "Kill only me in the world!"


    Yang Xuan was shocked. He felt his blood boiling all over his body, and even a picture appeared in his mind.


    On the boundless sea of corpses, a tall figure with murderous spirit stood tall, and countless enemies knelt all over the area around him.


    What a thrilling and shocking sight!


    Yang Xuan looked up at the cold and arrogant figure above, just like knowing the wind god Lang Jun again. He couldn''t speak for a long time.


    Not to mention him, he is as cold as Beigong. At the moment, he is also frightened by the "wind god husband" appearing in the sky.


    He paused and asked, "who is your... Sir?"


    Anyway, he was also an emperor. The North Palace saw at a cold glance that the vague figure above was not simple. Without saying anything else, he dared not underestimate the murderous spirit from the other party.


    When Beigong Leng saw that the "wind god Lang Jun" didn''t speak, his tone couldn''t help but increase a little, "where is your holiness?"


    "After more than a year, I didn''t expect you and I to meet again so soon. For you, it''s a fortune and a robbery. It all depends on your ability."


    At this moment, the "wind god Lang Jun" finally spoke, and his voice did not have the slightest emotional color. Compared with the gentle wind god Lang Jun Yang Xuan knew before, the people at present are like the incarnation of killing.


    "Fortune? Murder and robbery?"


    Yang Xuan also knew that the other party said this to himself, but he didn''t understand the situation. Bursts of terrible killing sounds sounded in his mind.


    "Kill, kill..."


    The killing words were not invisible, but bloody in Yang Xuan''s brain. For only a moment, Yang Xuan''s head seemed to explode.


    The purgatory boy''s face changed greatly, grabbed him, turned and left.


    "Where to go?"


    Up to now, Beigong Leng has to fight, otherwise the purgatory boy and Yang Xuan will escape. Isn''t he empty.


    As for the "wind god husband", although he is afraid, he can''t control so much now in order to win the purgatory sword.


    However, without waiting for him to take action, a figure was killed with boundless murderous spirit. It was the remnant image of the killing law of Fengshen Lang Jun.


    "Damn it!"


    Beigong was cold, frightened and angry, so he had to do his best to fight it.


    Boom!


    As soon as they fought, they immediately made a earth shaking noise, which made people''s soul tremble. The terrible wave raged, and a large area of collapse appeared in the whole world, from which a force of time and space filled the air.


    "Great!"


    The purgatory boy was excited and didn''t resist. He let the power of time and space envelop him. In an instant, he disappeared with Yang Xuan.


    "Ah! What power is this!"


    At the same time, Beigong screamed coldly, as if he had experienced some unbearable torture, and his body was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    The power of time and space, also known as the power of taboo, although Beigong Leng is an emperor, it is really insignificant in front of this power and can''t resist the erosion of years.


    When you think about it, an emperor living in the past time and space will suddenly be pulled to the future millions of years later by the power of time and space, which is like falling into the vortex of time, and the longevity will be reduced again and again.


    An emperor, no matter how long he lives, is far from living for a million years.


    "No, how can I die so cowardly? Absolutely not."


    In a short moment, Beigong Leng ushered in the deadline.


    Under fear, he went crazy and tried his best to break free, rushing into the air like a lightning bolt.


    "How difficult and dangerous it is to get into the Tao. That''s all I can do. It depends on whether you can overcome this difficulty."


    With a faint sigh, the remnant image of the killing law of the wind god Lang Jun also completely disappeared into the invisible, as if it had never appeared in this world.