I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

Immediately afterwards, blood began to flow from her seven orifices.

Zhou Ping focused his eyes, put down the raised sword again, and then grabbed Lin Qiye and others behind him, a ray of sword light pierced the space, and several people disappeared in place in an instant.

The next moment, the figures of several people appeared on the edge of the continuously moving broken city.

Under the gloomy sky, Lin Qiye and others staggered and stood firm. Jialan, who was wearing a dark blue Han robe, lost her legs and fell forward.

Fortunately, Lin Qiye had quick eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Jia Lan's body was softly attached to his arms, there were still a few bloodstains on his face, and his lips were extremely pale.

"Jalan!" Lin Qiye shouted.

"Cough cough cough... I'm fine, Qiye..." Jia Lan said weakly.

An Qingyu opened one eye, looked at Jia Lan, frowned and said, "Her mental power is exhausted, and her soul is a little damaged, but it's not a big problem."

"How could this be?" Baili Pangpang asked anxiously, "Don't Sister Lan have [Immortality]?"

On the side, Zhou Ping in black thought for a moment, then shook his head,

"Although she has [Immortality], she has not become a god after all. She can block the attack of the gods, but the backlash of the power of the law, her current state is not enough, it is unbearable.

At that moment just now, the sword intent law I mobilized has exceeded her tolerance.

Blame me……"

……

Song Song -! !

Two figures also flew from a distance, and caught up with the shattered city in an instant. They stood in the clouds, looking at the city under their feet with a sneer.

"Knowing that I'm going to die, why did you hide back in the city and be a coward?" Said squinted his eyes.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Xio shook his head, "That human is not a coward. Now that he has mastered the power of the law, he must be thinking about how to kill us before he dies. He should come here to protect those few a junior."

"He really thinks he can kill us?"

"He has no way out."

"Then what should we do now? Let's stay away from him and delay time with him? Wait until he dies under his own sword law, and then we will take over?"

"This is the safest way." Xio nodded,

"But, if he is really determined to kill us, can we outrun him?"

Seth fell silent.

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Chapter 550 Half of the Promise

"According to you, we can't do anything?" Seth frowned.

"No." Xio stared at the city under his feet, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "If you want to delay this time, just grab the things he cares about the most."

"You mean, the city?"

"That's right, didn't he want to save the city? As long as the city is always under threat and forced to protect the city, wouldn't he have no time to trouble us? Wait until he kills himself , we could easily take over the city."

"Then how do we force him to make a move?"

"Amon."

Xio's gaze fell on the corner of this shattered city, and he saw a flowing black liquid that had penetrated into Fengdu's law, and was drawing something outside the dragon's veins. An evil aura was spreading vaguely.

Suddenly, the black liquid seemed to have sensed something, turned into a human form, and looked up at the sky.

He heard Hugh's voice.

"The curse that attracts strange beasts?" He muttered to himself, "It's... troublesome."

After hesitating for a moment, he still raised the black scepter in his hand, and drew an outline in the nothingness above his head. A strange aura gushed out from the scepter, and soon drew a curse mark.

Amon stared at the imprint, and after confirming that it was correct, he nodded and stretched out his hand to tap it lightly.

The curse mark floated in the air for a moment, then penetrated into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

"It's done, don't disturb my work."

Amon muttered, continued to lower his head, and continued to complete the curse hundreds of times more complicated than this imprint, preparing for his national destiny curse ceremony.

……

On the dark street.

boom!

There was a soft sound, and a small cloud of blood mist burst out from Zhou Ping's back, and white silk threads wandered out of it, slowly blending into the nothingness of the law of swordsmanship.

His figure became a little transparent.

Zhou Ping looked down at the transparent spots on his body and fell silent.

Lin Qiye held Jia Lan in his arms, and frowned when he saw this scene.

"[Immortal] cannot be used, what else can I do... there must be another way."

His brain was working rapidly.

[Starry Night Dancer], [Darkest Erosion], [Summoning Magic], [Eternal Secret Garden]... He has cleared all the forbidden ruins and hole cards he owns now, and there is nothing that can help Zhou Ping .

He submerged his consciousness into the mental hospital of the gods, put on a white coat, and quickly ran to Merlin, asking if there was a solution to this kind of thing.

Meilin looked at the eager Lin Qiye with a complicated expression, and sighed helplessly.

"In history, no human being has ever become a god. This is the first time I've heard of the situation you mentioned... I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Dean."

Lin Qiye stayed where he was.

Really, there is no other way?

Zhou Ping looked at the anxious crowd like ants on a hot pot, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No need," he said.

Lin Qiye and the others looked up at him.

"Don't think about it anymore, I don't have much time." Zhou Ping said with a smile, "I'm really happy to see you here and to take this step..."

"Senior Sword Saint..."

boom--! !

A dull loud noise came from a distance, Lin Qiye and others looked at the same time, and saw that in front of the broken city's moving direction, one after another strange creatures broke through the fog and rushed towards here like crazy.

There are more and more of them, and their aura varies from "Pond" to "Klein", like a wave of beasts sweeping from the mist, their eyes are red and murderous.

In just half a minute, more than 200 "mysterious" birds came out through the fog!

"Where do so many 'mysteries' come from?!" Cao Yuan said in shock.

Zhou Ping stared at the beast tide for a moment, then slowly said:

"It was attracted by those gods. They wanted to use these 'mysteries' to speed up my disappearance, so that I would not pose a threat to them..."

Anger appeared in Lin Qiye's eyes.

The moment he saw these beast hordes, he also guessed the intentions of the two gods. The laws of Fengdu can only resist the laws of the outer gods, and will not have a protective effect on things like "mystery"

Those gloomy lights are like a sieve, sifting out the gods and these big guys, but the 'mystery' that has not yet mastered the power of rules is not within its blocking range, otherwise the ant queen would not have appeared in Anta County at that time.

Those two gods couldn't break Fengdu's law, so they couldn't pose a threat to life in the city, but these "mysteries" could easily level the entire city.

They are forcing Zhou Ping to make a choice.

Should I give up the lives of the people in this city to kill the gods, or choose to attack the beast hordes and consume my own strength...

These beasts!

Just when Lin Qiye was burning with anger, Zhou Ping walked slowly to his side.

He imitated the appearance of Lin Qiye before,

Stretch out the only left hand, full of bloodstains

Patted Lin Qiye's shoulder,

smiled and said:

"May I hand over this city to you?"

Lin Qiye was taken aback.

He understood what Zhou Ping meant, and guessed his choice...

But he is not reconciled!

They finally got to this point, but in the end, couldn't they change Zhou Ping's fate of death? !

"Senior Sword Saint, there may be other ways..." Lin Qiye said with a frown.

Zhou Ping shook his head, "No need, I have already felt the oppression of those laws on my body, this process is irreversible...

Now, I hope you will listen to what I have to say quietly and carefully, just like listening to my lectures in the warehouse. "

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, but after a long time, he could only nod his head.

Zhou Ping smiled, he looked at everyone here,

Lin Qiye, Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, Jia Lan, An Qingyu, Shen Qingzhu, Jiang Er.

There was a gentleness in his eyes,

"Being your teacher is one of the few lucky things in my life.

But for me, that's enough.