Chapter 418 Behead!!!
Liang Hui's eyes were deep as he listened quietly to the narration before him.

At the same time, secretly observe yourself to make sure there are no problems or influences from unknown existence.

"But whenever I see you like this, I feel disgusted."

Dong Wanggong whispered, his expression became indifferent, and he walked towards the young man.

tower! tower! tower!
It was clearly a phantom, but when it stepped on the floor, it made a crisp sound that echoed in the space.

A rich vitality, mixed with a sense of warmth, rose above the white-clothed shadow.

"The Way of Pure Yang, and the Way of Wood. I never thought you would take this path."

"This path is similar to mine. Why not stay and discuss the Dao until the end of the era?"

Although it was a question, there was a firmness in the words that could not be refused.

A trace of immortal, indestructible essence rises and flows again.

At this moment, the palace was shaking constantly and making a deafening roar, as if responding to the words of Duke Dong.

Layers of green and red light emerged from the phantom, bringing vitality and warmth, spreading rapidly outwards and infecting a large area of ​​time and space.

"Ah!"

"You are just a trace of remnant, and you are not worthy of discussing the truth with me. I will send you to complete extinction."

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly. Since he came here, he was already prepared to deal with everything. He flipped his palm.

A mural depicting a sea of ​​blood and two black and white swords appeared in his palm and was thrown forward.

"The Styx, Yuantu, Avici."

Dong Wanggong's heart suddenly exploded and he felt a sense of crisis.

The next moment, a sea of ​​blood emerged and competed with the green and red light. Two sword lights, one white and one black, burst out, with unimaginable murderousness and sharpness, piercing straight into his brows.

"You dare to appear in front of me even though your consciousness has dissipated."

Duke Dong slightly trembled his sleeves, stretched out his hand, flipped it, and pressed the black and white swords across the surging sea of ​​blood.

Call ~
This palm was thick and seemed to have no power at all, but under Liang Hui's gaze, it was like a Jianmu tree under the red sun, which appeared in an instant, took root in the sea of ​​blood, and crashed into the black and white swords.

In an instant, the sea of ​​blood dried up and cracks appeared on the mural.

Seeing this scene, Liang Hui clenched his hands suddenly.

Click!

All the killing methods in the mural poured out at all costs. The black and white swords made a clanging sound and turned into two long dragons that spanned time, with their bodies entangled.

He slashed towards Jianmu quickly.

The long eyebrows of the King of the East twitched slightly, and the palm that was pressed down turned up, and he pushed out with a flat palm without any change, it was still the towering Jianmu and the red sun.

Rumble!
With one blow, the Avenue of Wood turned into sawdust, flying everywhere.

A huge crack appeared on Jianmu.

The black and white swords also disappeared into the sky, and even the mural of the sea of ​​blood turned into dust with a roar.

"You can't, stay here."

As soon as Dong Wanggong opened his mouth, he suddenly felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows and an extremely dangerous feeling arose, far more than the one he had just felt in the mural.
ten times!
hundred times!
Even a thousand times!!

Looking ahead, Liang Hui appeared in front of him, holding a crystal clear red gourd.

"Innate Spiritual Treasure!"

At this moment, the crisis in his heart broke out completely. Without thinking, he moved, retreated billions of miles in an instant, tore a deep gap in the endless palace, and left the palace.

The moment he saw the gourd, he knew what the red gourd was.

Immortal Slaying Gourd!!
The innate killing magic treasure that Lu Ya once held in his palm could easily deal with him in his heyday, but not now.

"Old Bangzi!"

The little man in the gourd has a murderous look on his face. He has a good relationship with Lu Ya, and naturally he is also much closer to the person behind him.

Not to mention, since following the young man, he has never treated it badly, and has provided it with a large amount of resources, allowing him to continue to repair his injuries.

Liang Hui flipped his hand and threw the Immortal-Slaying Gourd billions of miles away.

"Senior, I'm sorry."

"Leave it to me, and watch me kill him!" Buzz~~
In an instant, everything turned upside down!
The gourd shook lightly, and suddenly it became unimaginably large. Compared with it, the towering Jianmu and the boundless red sun seemed much smaller.

Inside the gourd, one can vaguely see the endless world constantly being born and destroyed, condensing into an extremely terrifying way of killing and fighting.

A little man in red, no more than three inches tall, stood on the gourd and tapped it gently.

Two white lights containing endless murderous energy crossed the space, froze time and space, and slashed towards the towering Jianmu.

Stab it!

The Jianmu tree broke and collapsed.

Falling into the long river of time, creating waves.

The red sun that was about to fall was picked up by a hand as white as jade, and then disappeared.

The two murderous and violent white lights continued to move forward and slashed straight towards the eyebrows of Duke Dong.

A blue-red light was suspended an inch between Dong Wanggong's eyebrows, blocking the white light from moving forward.

Bang bang bang bang~
There were bursts of roars that continued to be heard, and that was the sound of worlds being destroyed.

Countless worlds were created in the blue and red light, and destroyed by the white light, repeating over and over again without end.

"Old man, how long can you hold on if you use your remaining strength like this?"

"Be good and let the ancestor kill you, wouldn't it be better?"

With a loud laugh, the little man in red clapped his hands again and sat down on the gourd.

It was just a clapping, but it made a strange sound.

"Humph! Ha!"

The sound waves were like the thunderbolt that created the world and shook the surging time in just a moment.

The white light that was blocked by the green and red light suddenly increased. The incomparably fierce and sharp aura instantly penetrated the infinite world created by Dong Wanggong and pierced deeply into his brows.

Call ~
With a flash of green light, Liang Hui rushed out of the hall, just in time to see Dong Wanggong’s eyebrows pierced by white light and nailed to the long river of time.

He stretched out his hand, grasped the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, slowly walked to the front of Dong Wanggong, and looked at the increasingly illusory figure.

At this moment, the lively eyes in the phantom became lifeless and dull.

"The ancestor's sword cut off his remaining consciousness."

The little man in the gourd sits above the evil spirit.

"Senior, I'm in trouble!" He knew that the villain did this on purpose and wanted him to comprehend the Pure Yang Dao.

"Nothing." The little man waved his hand, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"By the way, kid, are you sure it's not that person?"

"I am just me—Liang Hui."

Liang Hui chuckled, his eyes filled with determination.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Dong Wanggong, and chains were generated on the road to block it.

It was then suppressed in the deepest part of the Human Emperor Banner to comprehend the Pure Yang Avenue.

At the same time, a red sun was rising and falling in the green banner. It was the Pure Yang Taoism principle collected by Liang Hui.

Call ~
A breath of foul air was exhaled, blowing away the traces left in the long river of time.
Turn around!

Holding the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, he walked towards the East Palace.

All is well, all is done.

He just needs to concentrate on comprehending the Pure Yang Dao in the coming time.

As long as we can get close to those three beings in the long river of Chunyang Avenue and then overthrow them one by one, the situation will be completely revitalized.

He might even take that step with his 'future self'.

Liang Hui strode into the palace with ambition in his eyes, and the door covered with scars slowly closed.

boom!
The sea of ​​time fell into silence again.

(End of this chapter)