Chapter 1854

Apart from Zhenhuang, only the master who is more powerful than him can tear open the world of Zhenhuang. The old monk in front of him is one. He forcibly tore open the world of Zhenhuang and found Yang Ping. In the first sentence, Yang Ping knew the other party's intention without asking.

"Bring it!"

The old monk looked at Yang Ping with muddy eyes and said in a very serious tone, "your life."

Yang Ping thought he had heard wrong.

An old monk came out of the crack. The old monk said take your life. If you're not sure you're still awake, you may think it's a dream, but there won't be an old monk in the dream. It seems similar, but you haven't seen it.

"Do we know each other?" Yang Ping also asked in a very serious tone.

The old monk shook his head and said, "it's a chance on one side."

"That's right. We're not friends. There's no need to treat each other with all sincerity, so my life belongs to me and won't give it to you," Yang Ping said.

"Then I'll get it myself?"

The old monk asked funny questions, but he was so serious that the world became strictly forbidden. The surrounding rules were incompatible with the real Phoenix world. However, the original rules of the real Phoenix world were not as good as the old monk.

"Old monk, it's a pity that you don't talk about crosstalk." Yang Ping smiled.

"I'm serious." the old monk sighed, shook his bare head and said, "I just had a fight with someone. I'm in a bad mood, so I'm going to do something to hurt him."

Yang Ping said happily, "the only person in the world who can hurt you is the peach blossom island in the South China Sea."

The old monk smiled, nodded and said, "you're smart."

"Always."

Yang Ping responded that the surrounding rules became stronger and stronger, and began to invade the body. The ground slowly flowed water stains with strange shapes, with a radius of several kilometers. A pool of water stains appeared at each uncertain distance, and then slowly connected into a line.

Boom!

A long river appears at the foot. It is very small, but it is more dangerous than all the big rivers Yang Ping has seen, because it is a long river of time and space.

The old monk is the North heavenly king. The North heavenly king is an old monk in the world of mortals.

The old monk felt unhappy because he had a fight with Li zhishou, and then wanted to kill someone. Since the people at hell gate could not kill, he had to find someone who hurt li zhishou's heart, so he came to Zhenhuang small world and found the descendant of Wu Jialing.

He wants to kill.

But also the hope of the world of mortals, the top talent, Yang Ping.

The old monk said he wanted to kill. No one in the world could stop him, because he could go in and out of any place, whether in the cloud or in the dark, so he was one of the most feared people of the top experts of the world.

He is the most terrible killer in the world.

He is also an old monk.

Yang Ping was extremely calm in the face of the most terrible killer in history, because he knew he couldn't leave. If he didn't face up, no matter where he went in the future, he couldn't escape the pursuit of the old monk.

He is the king of the north.

Yang Ping finally remembered that they met on the Bank of the moat of Longcheng. He saw all living beings in the long river of time and space, and even the beginning and future of the universe. It is clear that the old monk's power is not understandable.

He is much stronger than Zhenhuang.

Yang Ping looked at his feet. It was a river. He was in the long river of time and space and couldn't leave. He sighed.

"Are you sighing about your destiny?"

The old monk looked at Yang Ping interestingly. Even if he couldn't kill Li zhishou, it didn't affect his mood, so it's rare to talk more, because Yang Ping is probably the most talented person in wujialing he killed. Although it's a little crazy, he may be retaliated by wujialing.

But so what?

The consequences of the old monk's anger are very serious. Even if Wu Jialing chases him, he can't kill him completely. Instead, he can find the trace of Wu Jialing and kill them one by one. Although it's still a little windy.

"No, I still think where did you get your confidence?"

Yang Ping smiled and shook his head. "You were wronged in the world of mortals, but you came to kill me. It's estimated that the Taohua island in the South China Sea is not simple."

"It's great, but it has nothing to do with you, because you're dying."

The old monk stared at Yang Ping and wanted to see his attachment to life and regret for the future from his eyes. He had a great future. If he grew to the extreme, he might become the second Li zhishou, but the old monk was not ready to give him a chance.

He must die.

He will die after all.

The old monk said I want to take your life, which is very easy and free, because in the world dimension, he rarely takes other people's lives, but if he takes it, he will get it.

"If you think you can revenge the world of mortals by killing me, I think you are wrong."

Yang Ping hardly explained, smiling.

The old monk's long eyebrows beat and said in surprise, "why?"

"Because first of all, my death has little impact on the world of mortals. The true meaning of the world of mortals does not belong to one person, but to everyone. I'm dead, and there are tens of millions. You probably saw that those people in wujialing left, but Li zhishou also appeared. This is inheritance."

After hearing this, the old monk nodded and said, "you're right. Is there any reason?"

"Of course."

Yang Ping relaxed his tone, his eyes became dignified and said in a deep voice, "although I am not talented, you may not be able to kill me."

"Seriously?"

The old monk was even more surprised that there were people in the world who dared to say this to him. Even those low-level heavenly kings, such as those who could not kill the heavenly kings, would find a safe place to hide and never appear when they heard that the northern heavenly king wanted to kill him.

But the boy in front of him, the mole ant of the world of mortals, a little guy who has not yet achieved the king of heaven, said he has no ability to kill him, or he can't kill him.

Is he Wu Ming?

Is he Lei Feng?

None of them.

He's just an ant.

"I don't believe it."

The old monk shook his head and said seriously, "so I'll try."

So the old monk made a move.

Time and space burst!

It is not only the rules of the real Phoenix that are broken, but also the fate of the real Phoenix in this space. It turns into fragments of time and space, disappears in the long river of time and space, and drowns in the boundless void.

Yang Ping bowed his head, the long river of time and space gave him fate, and his destiny was annihilation.

So the soul began to disappear.

The flesh began to disappear.

When the soul and body all disappeared, Yang Ping became a small spray in the long river of time and space.

This is the fate given to him by the northern heavenly king.

No one can resist.

Unless Zhenhuang is reborn and breaks the shackles of time and space.

The old monk has no mercy and sympathy in his eyes. Everything is just a cloud and smoke in front of him. He will not be afraid of Yang Ping's death, feel guilty because Yang Ping's death affects the world of mortals, and feel sorry for the death of a genius.

He just watched quietly.

Watching Yang Ping annihilate.

Because he is the king of the north.

Since one is angry, someone dies.

And an indispensable person in history.

The northern heavenly king thought that killing Yang Ping would make Li zhishou come out, then fight it out, defeat and kill him, and then find a place to continue to be at ease. Anyway, no one can find him.

But Li zhishou didn't come.

Taohua island in the South China Sea.

Under a peach tree in full bloom, Li zhishou naturally saw the scene of the real Phoenix world, saw the long river of time and space at the foot of Yang Ping, and saw that Yang Ping's soul and body would soon disappear with the fate arranged by the northern heavenly king.

From now on, there will be no Yang Ping in history.

Li zhishou didn't leave the world of mortals and enter the world of true Phoenix. Instead, he looked at it quietly, as if he wanted to see the end of the world and the withered sea and the rotten stone.

"Your biggest failure is to underestimate the world of mortals."

Li zhishou turned around and stopped looking.

Because he knew that the northern heavenly king could not kill Yang Ping.

When he turned around, a new idea came. It was the new idea of creation, which made him suddenly turn around and look at the direction of Zhenhuang world with a bright smile.

He realized.