: 1245. The only fear (second, continue to buy the bottom moon ticket!)

The vague black shadow, attached to Yang Qing, Yang Qingzhou's horrible silence and nothingness, does not seem to affect the shadow.
When the black shadow came, Yang Qing suddenly changed his scene and a picture appeared.
Turned into a black water man, it seems that Yang Qing, who has no mood swings, suddenly shakes his body, and his eyes are moving slightly, with a bit of alive.
However, with this change, Yang Qing’s own state has also been separated from the desperate situation of silence, and it has reappeared as it is.
His spirit and the law of the heavens and the earth are a bit wilful and weak, which is the result of the attack by Shen Qifeng.
However, at this moment, Yang Qing seems to have nothing to do with it. He just stays in the same place, and the light in his eyes keeps flashing, and his thoughts are chaotic and uneasy.
He snorted: "Frightened Mantra!"
Before the demise of the mysterious war, Wang Lin had a fight with the Wang Sikong, and had learned the sorrowful curse of Sikongyou. Afterwards, he also introduced his own door, so Yang Qing immediately reacted and knew. I am a ghost in the middle of the company.
However, the curse of this curse is completely from the heart. It is not so much a magical power. It is better to say that it is a seed of thought, rooted in the soul of human beings, and it is difficult to resist it with ordinary mana.
Unpredictable, there is no attack power in itself. The role is to discover the most fearful things in the heart of the implanted person, and then make the fear continue to enlarge and multiply.
In the process, the fear of the curse is also growing because of the growing fear of the implanted, when it reaches a certain level. Will be fully integrated with the monk spirit. Once Si Kong You will be afraid of the ghost, the implanted person will also be broken and die.
Yang Qing’s flash of a picture at the moment made him shocked.
Countless memories that can't be looked back. At this time, they all rushed from the depths of Yang Qing's heart.
The cloud-water hole that was burned into a white area, the bones that were black and incomplete and illegible, finally reunited, but suddenly became Fang Ting of the poisonous ghost. And the last figure that disappeared in the poisonous fire of the sky...
After many years of careful teaching by Lin Feng, after all kinds of things have been polished, Yang Qing’s heart will has never been the same, and the weak and hesitant has disappeared in him, and it is hard to find.
Death, danger, all kinds of hardships and difficulties, now Yang Qing is no longer afraid, will not be weak. I will not be anxious about anxiety, but will be able to properly handle it with a calm and confident attitude.
In the past, the faint inferiority and uneasiness, often self-doubt, only fear that the teacher Lin Feng and the teacher's Xuanmen Tianzong, nowadays, have disappeared. Replace it. I firmly believe that I can glory for the teacher and the teacher.
I am cherished by the sect, but I don’t rely on it, I will not become my own burden, I will identify my own path, and I will take it for granted.
To this day, Yang Qing, who has been reborn, is tenacious in his heart. It is the fear of ghosts constantly digging into the past that he once feared, but in the end it is only futile. Everything seems to have become a passing sight of the past.
However, after the scene continued to change, the final scene of the freeze made Yang Qing suddenly shocked.
That is the thing he is least willing to face. The deepest part of his heart, the only remaining fear is the greatest fear in his life.
The sand shovel that sealed Fang Ting's last sorrowful scent, broke open in front of him, completely turned into ashes, ceased to exist, and the last hope was annihilated.
In this horrible and desperate scene, Yang Qing only felt that the whole body was cold.
There was one figure after another in front of his eyes, and he looked very familiar, but he was faintly strange.
A beautiful purple girl who came to his face came to him, and it was his little sister Luo.
Luo light danced a left hand with a sword, the right hand in the and stood like a sword, the fingertips extended a bright yellow color of the sword light, although it is a three-foot sword front, but there is no killing suffocating, but it is full of exuberance vitality.
The sword name Kun Yuansheng spirit sword, a sword bred to the public, the infinite vitality in the sword front, taking the essence of the vast land into its own sword meaning, and then the refining of the central Wutu Shenguang in the soil is Kunming Shenshen Baoguang, It can breed life and catalyze vitality.
But Luo light danced to the smoky sand shovel, shook his head, scattered Jianguang, looked at Yang Qing, and said apologetically: "Yang Qing brother, sorry, the little dance is powerless."
Another purple-skinned scholar in white robe appeared, it was Zhu Yi, Zhu Yi pinched a law, and the sound of Fengming came from the void, clear and sweet.
A phoenix light and shadow composed of streamer appeared in front of Yang Qing, hovering in the air, and the surface of the body burned with fire.
In the fire, the phoenix nirvana is heard, and the mysterious strength of the rebirth of the fire is born, but after a few moments of circling, the sand shovel that has been smouldering does not have the slightest restoration. After the phoenix light and shadow circled for a long time, it fluttered in the air and dissipated in the void.
The phoenix nirvana does not work. Zhu Yi sighs and comes to Yang Qing’s side and whispers:
The five divisions, the festival is sad.

Beside Zhu Yi, a tall, handsome young man appeared, with a long black hair and a long hair behind him. The young man’s eyebrows shot a glimmer of light, containing all the things, the mystery of the change of the wilderness.
That Guanghua seems to return the origin of the things encountered, back to the origins.
But this brilliance is shrouded in the void of the sand smashing, and under the radiance, there is still no change in the emptiness, and no improvement is seen.
"Five brothers, sorry." This tall young man is naturally Shi Tianyi, his face is also very dignified, without any smile.
On the left and right sides of Yang Qing’s body, there was another figure, a Yingwu youth dressed in a black robe and a purple dress. A young man dressed in purple robe and a long white hair with a long hair behind him was Xiao Yuhe. Wang Lin.
The two walked out one by one and left to the ends of the shattered sand shovel, then stood face to face.
"The fire is passed on, the rest of the robbers."
"Yellow Springs is out of the country, and the road is reborn."
Xiao Yu and Wang Lin both gave a low drink, and then two powerful mana emerged at the same time. Together with the blessing on the shattered sand shovel, countless mysterious white light kept surging.
But letting the two work hard, the result is not changed in the slightest, it is just futile.
Xiao Yu and Wang Lin are all silent, Xiao Yu’s eyes are extremely dignified, and Wang Lin’s eyes are even cold.
The body shape of Yue Hongyan and Li Yuanfang also appeared in front of Yang Qing, and they stood together with Xiao Yu, Zhu Yi, Wang Lin, Shi Tianqi and Luo Qingwu. They were silent.
The seven people suddenly raised their hands and pointed a little toward the void. Then there was a colorful glory falling in the air. It was a red phoenix with a whole body shining red and golden.
In addition to the whole body of the red gold, this Phoenix Zhou is even more engraved with five pictures, the first article Jude, the wing Wen Shushun, the back of the text, the confession of the letter, the literary grace.
It is the phoenix lord of the contemporary phoenix tribe, the end of the law.
Xiao Yu and others greeted the Phoenix Grand St.: "Please ask the seniors to save."
The phoenix sacred out a clear and long sound, and the sound of the screaming sound gradually oozes around the eyelids. The fiery phoenix blood reveals a very powerful living spirit, burning in the void, the artistic conception and the phoenix curse of Zhu Yi. Similar, but more mysterious and more powerful.
The burning phoenix blood wraps the dust that is gradually disappearing, but it still cannot recover the situation.
When the Phoenix St. saw it, he shook his head and said that he could do nothing.
Everyone was slightly stunned, and they rekindled their spirits. Then they squeezed the shackles together and slammed toward the ground. The black light on the ground rushed, and a figure appeared. It looked like a teenager in the age of ten, and the pupils in the eyes were dark. Reborn of the Emperor.
It’s just that at the moment, Emperor Zhou’s body is bound by purple clouds, and it seems to have been taken.
When the Emperor looked at the broken dust of the sand, he couldn't help but shake his head and laughed: "There is a soul that flies away, and it belongs to the silence. It is that you also save her from living. Under the heavens, no one can save from ancient times to today."
Everyone glared at him, and the Emperor smiled a little, not much.
At this moment, the purple and the sky between the heavens and the earth, a purple youth stepped out of it.
Xiao Yu and others saw him, and Qi Qi fell to the ground: "Master."
Yang Qingmu stood in the same place, staring at Lin Feng, his lips moving slightly, but he could not make any sound.
Lin Feng walked to Yang Qing's side, playing a finger of purple gas, shrouded the sand shovel, but between the mana running, the shattered sand shovel could not be restored.
"Small Qingzi, as the Emperor said, the ancients today, no one can save Fang Ting, it is also for the teacher is also unable to catch." Lin Feng said with regret: "I told you before, keep that Sand scorpion, there is still a line of life, but now it is impossible to return to heaven."
The Emperor laughed at the side: "It is after a long time of rebirth, and it did not fall into this situation at the beginning. This woman is not dead, but is completely smashed, annihilated, and completely disappeared in this world." No longer exist, the world of the living, the world of the dead, does not exist!"
There is no glory in Yang Qing’s eyes, and he is obsessed with the empty space in front of his eyes.
In the real world, Yang Qing is also standing in the same place. His eyes are constantly flashing and it is difficult to stabilize.
On the other side, Shen Qifeng, who was in the darkness of his sleep, and the incarnation of the gods, gradually broke down and died.
However, a strange pattern appeared in Brahma Baozhu, and the pattern flashed. A figure appeared in the Brahma Baozhu, gradually turned into a solid, and separated from the Baozhu. It was Shen Qifeng.
"Fortunately, his spells have not broken my life and death cycle for the rebirth, otherwise this is really a life-stricken call." Shen Qifeng pale, staring at Yang Qing, and Si Kong You smiled slightly: "Working hard, The old can get a better curse, better than Zhang Lie, better than ever!" (To be continued.)
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