Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The Golden Light that was blooming around Jin Moluo disappeared without a trace in an instant. No, it was not disappearing, but it was being swallowed by the darkness and frozen by space.    

The entire world became pitch-black, and the heaven and earth lost all sound.    

In this silent darkness, bolts of blue lightning danced silently. At this moment, the world had turned into a rootless abyss.    

Everyone was immersed in this terrifying darkness and silence. No one dared to move, and their breathing became hurried. If they moved, they would fall into an endless abyss.    

Silence!    

Silence!    

The silence that came from the heart, the silence that came from the six senses.    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

The golden cage that was suspended in midair like a blazing sun instantly collapsed. Like a heavenly dog eating the moon, it was completely swallowed up by a spinning black cloud Eddy.    

Zhang Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly raised his head. His long black hair crazily danced behind his head. He slowly stood up, opened his eyes and looked over.    

In the center of the eyes of the Dark Light, two mini streaks of lightning followed his gaze and shot out two rays of heartless divine light.    

The golden-black taiji diagram vaguely appeared behind him, but the most distinct was the black Eddy which was frantically spinning. It was like the abyss of the nine nether abyss and was like a black hole made from stars.    

Seeing this, Jin Moluo could not believe his own eyes. The other six Reincarnation Ambassadors' faces turned pale with fright, unable to accept the scene in front of their eyes.    

The Causal Chain that was known to imprison, refine, and suppress everything crumbled just like that?    

It had to be known that this was a Dao item forged by Upper Master Zhan Tai himself. No, it was no longer a Dao item. It was a godly item!    

They couldn't understand it, they couldn't understand it, but it was mostly fear that came from the depths of their hearts.    

Tap, tap, tap!    

However, the sound of light footsteps resounded out as he took a step forward in midair, seeming to have transformed from the god of slaughter from the ninth level of the Heavens, like the death god of the ninth level of the abyss walking slowly.    

Zhang Yang walked down from the sky one step at a time.    

As his footsteps got closer, the six Reincarnation Ambassadors' faces paled and their bodies couldn't help but shiver. They wanted to retreat, but they couldn't move at all.    

Jin Moluo was the same. At this moment, he was no different from any of the normal Reincarnation Ambassadors. His eyes were bulging and his face was deathly pale.    

Tap, tap, tap.    

Zhang Yang walked forward.    

Two streams of silver liquid flowed out of Jin Moluo's ears. This was the source of their void-form, and also their blood.    

Tap, tap, tap.    

Jin Moluo's voice was heard slowly and blood flowed out of his mouth.    

With every step, a silver liquid flowed out of Jin Moluo's mouth. When Zhang Yang slowly walked forward, blood was already flowing out of his ears, nose, nose, and eyes.    

He forced himself to raise his head, wanting to meet the person in front of him with courage. However, when he saw the person's body covered in black water, the Eddy behind him that looked like a black hole, and that pair of steel-like eyes filled with ruthlessness, Jin Moluo instantly lowered his head.    

In that instant, fear filled every corner of his body from his heart to his body. It was as if he was facing gods and demons. He was clearly only one person, but it was as if this was the only person in the world.    

Zhang Yang looked straight at him, and his hoarse voice sounded.    

"Say that again."    

His voice was filled with ruthlessness and indifference, as if countless words had gathered to form a voice. When the sonorous sound entered Jin Moluo's ears, he felt as if his mind was about to explode.    

"Speak!"    

Zhang Yang shouted and raised his arm to slap Jin Moluo's face. Immediately, Jin Moluo was sent flying like a spinning top.    

"Boom!"    

Jin Moluo's feet shattered.    

"Boom!"    

His legs shattered.    

"Boom!"    

His waist and abdomen shattered.    

"Boom!"    

Both arms and chest were shattered.    

In the end, all that was left was a hideous head that wantonly screamed out, causing silver Origin of Void illusions to splash out in all directions.    

With a "shua" sound, Zhang Yang chased after Jin Moluo. His right hand grabbed Jin Moluo's head and the moon appeared in his hand. All of the silver liquid that had splashed out was absorbed. In an instant, Jin Moluo's body became intact.    

It wasn't over.    

The person holding Jin Moluo's head suddenly raised his head and smashed down at lightning speed. Peng, Jin Moluo's head was directly smashed into his chest. Peng, peng, three consecutive strikes were made at lightning speed.    

Ka-cha! *    

His legs were broken!    

Ka-cha! *    

Both legs were broken!    

Ka-cha! *    

Both his shoulders were broken!    

Ka-cha! *    

Five horses dismembered!    

Once again following like lightning, he grabbed the head that was rolling down from his chest and suddenly grabbed onto the neck that was split open. Kacha kacha, the two legs that had just fallen to the ground were forcibly stabbed into his waist.    

After that, Zhang Yang clenched his fist in the air, and the fallen arms were sucked into his hands. Like a pair of gales piercing through the ears, his hands forcibly stabbed into the broken part of the two shoulders.    

"Ah!    

Jin Moluo's screams were heart-wrenching. It was as if he was experiencing the biggest torture in the world.    

He did not understand, he was clearly a reincarnated void-form, why would he become corporeal, why would he feel pain when his void-form origin was still within the Reincarnation Channel?    

No, it was not pain. This was torture from life to death, from death to life.    

"Speak!"    

He raised his arm and smacked the top of his head.    

Ka-cha! *    

His head was thrown back into his chest.    

"Speak!"    

Jin Moluo's head bounced up from his chest like a spring as Jin Moluo's palm landed on his shoulder.    

"Tell laozi!"    

After another slap, the skin and flesh of Jin Moluo's face split open, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. There was no skin on his face, and there wasn't even any flesh left. All that was left was a bunch of blurry silver liquid that sputtered out.    

If an ordinary person was ravaged like this, they would have already died, but Jin Moluo was a reincarnated void-form. In theory, if his Reincarnation Channel was not destroyed, he would not die, and as long as his consciousness was still intact, he could live for eternity.    

Even though the facial features on his face had disappeared, he could still clearly hear the screams and roars of malevolent hatred.    

"Ah!" You... You can't kill me, hahahaha … When the Upper Master arrives, it will be the time of your criminal's death, hahaha … At that time, I will suppress you in the cycle of reincarnation, and hack you into three thousand years!    

"Not die? I will let you not die! "    

As he said that, Zhang Yang stretched out his arm and a set of Dark Light appeared on his palm. The Dark Light quickly rotated and formed a miniature human-shaped tombstone.    

"The heavens and the earth do not dare to save me when I kill!"    

A palm struck down!    

Jin Moluo did not turn into a human-shaped tombstone like usual. Instead, the tombstone moved around his body like a model and started to shine with an evil light.    

"You … You... Impossible... "What did you do to me, you …"    

Jin Moluo was completely dumbfounded. As the envoy of Samsara, he possessed an even purer void-form. But at this moment, he could clearly feel the source of the void-form rapidly disappearing.    

Not only that, his body was also undergoing changes. He had five senses and a sense of pain, as if he had become an ordinary person with flesh and blood.    

Ignoring the terrified Jin Moluo, Zhang Yang raised his leg and kicked Jin Moluo. With a crack sound, Jin Moluo's knees broke and he knelt on the ground.    

At this moment, he could clearly feel the extreme pain coming from his fleshly body.    

"Speak, repeat what you just said to laozi. Otherwise, laozi will let you know what it means to not be able to die."    

"You sinner... "Fiends …"    

"Whiz!"    

Before he could finish, Zhang Yang raised his hand and a broken blade on the ground was put into his hand.    

The Dark Light in his palm spread along the hilt of the blade to cover the entire broken blade. In an instant, a normal sharp weapon in his hand already turned into a divine weapon that was burning with black flames.    

"Speak!"    

Jin Moluo's left palm was chopped off.    

The pitch black broken blade was surrounded by a flickering black flame. A dragon head could be seen in front of it, roaring and flashing. It looked like a pitch-black dragon blade.    

"Ah!"    

Screams reverberated in the silence.    

"Speak!"    

He raised his hand and the blade descended, slashing off his right palm.    

"Speak!" Speak! "Speak!"    

With every word that came out from his mouth, the blade's light would flicker, and Jin Moluo's ears would be cut off.    

"Puff puff."    

The Blood Light s splattered, and both of his calves were chopped off by Zhang Yang. Right now, he was like a cruel executioner, without any mercy or pain.    

"Ah!"    

The pain caused Jin Moluo to scream out loud. He couldn't bear the pain at all. The pain completely surpassed the feeling of pain. He couldn't hold on any longer and cried out miserably.    

"I'll say it!" I say! "In True Body's eyes, you are all lowly ants, minced grass, ants worse than pigs and dogs, and anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy …"    

"Continue!"    

Ye Zichen raised his hand and swung down his blade, causing Jin Moluo, who had turned into a human, to be cut into two.    

Due to his speed being too fast, before his body could even fall to the ground on both sides, a wisp of Dark Light had formed and stuck together.    

The miserable cries made everyone's scalps go numb. It sounded especially painful and mournful.    

"The Chiba Family are decided by the Upper Master, all of you should present your essence energy as a divine spirit, it is just another form of life, you guys … "They will all become nourishment for reincarnation …"    

"Continue!"    

Raise your hand!    

The blade fell!    

Bladelight!    

Jin Moluo was cut at the waist and instantly glued to the Dark Light.    

"Ah …" I'm done, I'm done, you … "Let me go, let me go …"    

This feeling of surpassing pain made him wish he was dead. Jin Moluo would rather die than endure this pain that was a thousand times more painful.    

"Tell me what a lowly ant is!"    

With a loud roar, the pitch black sword light flashed continuously a few times, and from top to bottom, Jin Moluo's body was completely sliced into pieces, but it did not leave his body, but was instead bound tightly by the Dark Light.    

"Tell me what a minuscule plant is!"    

"Tell laozi what it means to be inferior to pigs and dogs!"    

"Tell laozi what nourishment of Samsara!"    

Bladelight continuously flashed out as the sky was filled with pitch-black blades.    

"Ah!    

Jin Moluo screamed miserably. This kind of life and death torture was unbearable for him.    

"The envoy from Samsara? An immortal body? "    

"Where is your reincarnation?"    

Sizzle.    

One slash.    

"Where's yours?"    

Another stab.    

The blade died, the blade was reincarnated.    

By the time Zhang Yang stopped, Jin Moluo was no longer the patrolling envoy of Samsara, whose golden light shone brightly like a god. He had completely turned into a dumpling covered in black threads.    

It was the Dark Light left behind by the scimitar, the strange energy that had bound his body together. He did not die, but these wounds continued to explode and heal.