I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

The gift of becoming a god.

Chapter 565 Zhou Ping Hua Dao

This gift is too precious.

There may not be much soil in the whole world that can breed laws. If other kingdoms of the gods know this news, they will probably fight over it, and Nyx has been collecting it until now, even at the expense of Merlin's hair. It is left to Lin Qiye...

This is the most precious thing she can give Lin Qiye.

"Thank you mother."

Lin Qiye remained silent for a long time, buried all the words of gratitude and gratitude in his heart, and said these words sincerely.

For him, Nix has long been no longer a simple patient, but has truly become his mother, even though it all started with the simple word "mother", but now, this kind and simple Lies have become reality.

Between mother and son, Lin Qiye didn't want to say too much thanks, all the kindness Nyx had shown him was deeply in his heart.

Nyx smiled, his eyes full of love.

"Zhou Ping, have you made up your mind?" She turned her head and asked Zhou Ping.

Zhou Jing looked at Lin Qiye calmly, and nodded after a while.

"Think about it, I can lend you my sword." He said.

The reason why Zhou Ping hesitated, in the final analysis, was because he did not dare to trust Nyx completely, but when Lin Qiye walked out of the cocoon and heard the conversation between the two, he chose to help Nyx once.

From the preciousness of the piece of soil she gave Lin Qiye, Zhou Ping could confirm that Nix really looked at Lin Qiye as his own child.

Such a pure and great mother is worthy of his sword.

Lin Qiye looked at the two suspiciously. Although he didn't know what they talked about when he was not around, it seemed that some kind of deal had been reached between them...

Lin Qiye didn't know the content of the deal, but he believed that Nix would never cheat Zhou Ping.

A Greek God of Creation and a Human Sword Immortal, even though they have never met or even heard of each other before, they have all reached a united front with their trust in Lin Qiye as a bond.

Trust is such a wonderful thing sometimes.

Nix nodded, lifted the hem of the black skirt, and saluted Zhou Ping lightly, "Thank you."

Zhou Ping took a deep breath, and pierced the [Qi Yuan] long sword in his left hand directly into the ground below him. He held the hilt tightly, and the bright sword intent in his eyes rose to the sky again.

Ding--! !

The crisp and loud sword sound echoed between the heaven and the earth, and the tumbling sword energy mixed with the sword law rushed out from the void!

These sword qi hovered around Zhou Ping like a wave, turning into a terrifying vortex, pouring into the [Qi Yuan] long sword in his hand, and the sweeping wind blew his black clothes flying.

Sword intent, sword energy, and sword law are all frantically pouring into the sword.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye braved the strong wind and asked loudly: "Senior Sword Saint, what are you going to do?"

In the storm of sword energy, the gradually blurred figure of Zhou Ping calmly said:

"My body is almost at its limit.

But, I can still make another sword,

This sword...

I want to blame Olympus for Daxia.

I want them to know that this sword... comes from humans. "

boom--! !

The sword energy around him surged again and turned into a sea of ​​sword energy. Zhou Ping's body burst into blood mist one after another, turning into white threads and dissipating in the air.

His body, surrounded by sword energy, quickly faded like an old photo that gradually faded.

His chest gradually became transparent, his left hand holding the sword disappeared, and his head became blurred...

He is going to disappear.

"Lin Qiye, I won't say goodbye to you, if possible, perhaps, we will meet again...

At that time, you don't have to be strong, but I hope that you can always be by each other's side like you are now.

I'm leaving. "

Zhou Ping's voice gradually weakened, and his body almost completely dissipated. Finally, he turned his head to look at the woman in the black dress, with a bright sword glow in his eyes.

"Nyx, take this sword... and kill Olympus for me."

boom--!

The last piece of his body turned into lawful white silk and dissipated in the air.

Between heaven and earth, there was a dead silence.

today,

Great Xia Sword Immortal Zhou Ping...

Dissolved in the mist.

The last ray of sword intent tumbling between heaven and earth was poured into the [Qi Yuan] long sword inserted into the ground. The sword exuded a terrifying sword light, trembling violently, and endless killing intent rushed out of it .

At this moment, Nyx, who was standing in the pool of blood, stepped out, stretched out his hand and grabbed the last few white silks of law, and an astonishing divine power burst out from his eyes!

A touch of extreme darkness instantly enveloped her palm.

The few regular white silks caught by her twisted desperately, but they still couldn't escape from Nyx's palm. She murmured, the black star gauze skirt fluttered, and her palm grabbed back hard!

The last strand of white silk that flowed freely condensed in Nyx's palm again, turning into a heart as clear as glass, tightly suspended in the air.

This is Zhou Ping's heart.

Although this heart has stopped beating, there is still pure streamer flowing over it, exuding a fascinating brilliance.

Nyx grabbed his skirt with the other hand and pulled it hard, tearing off a large piece of night.

This piece of night lightly covered the outside of Liuli's heart, like a piece of cloth without thickness, wrapping it and completely isolating it from the outside world, and the circulating light was covered in the darkness without revealing at all.

The law of night completely sealed this heart.

After doing all this, a pale color appeared on Nyx's face, and the skirt that was missing a corner didn't grow back.

For her who is still in the state of soul, taking action to conceal the perception of the sword law for Zhou Ping is really a lot of consumption, and this kind of trauma to the soul cannot be recovered in a few years or decades...

But in the end, she kept her promise.

Holding the heart in her hands, with a solemn and solemn expression, she slowly walked in front of Lin Qiye.

"Mother, this..."

"I made some deals with your teacher, but don't worry, his soul consciousness has been left in this heart and will not dissipate. If you bring it back to Daxia, maybe...someone can save him life." Nix said solemnly.

Lin Qiye stretched out his hands, took the heart carefully, and hugged it in his arms.

"Mom, are you leaving too?"

Nyx turned around, his eyes stared quietly in a certain direction, and nodded.

"Well, it's time to settle the old grievances."

Lin Qiye looked into those eyes, took a deep breath, and thousands of words came to his mouth, but only a few simple words:

"Mom, have a nice trip."

"Take good care of yourself. Mother will come back to you after everything is dealt with." Nyx looked at him, smiled slightly, then turned around, pulled out the sword-like long sword on the ground, and stepped out.

The black skirt was like a curtain of night, covering the entire sky. Nyx held the God Slaying Sword in his hand, and the flame of revenge was burning in his eyes...

Dye the night in the corner of the east into crimson blood.

Chapter 566 The Third Sword

After Nyx's figure disappeared, the night that shrouded everyone's heads gradually disappeared in the eastern sky.

The hazy mist reappeared in the field of vision, enveloping several people, Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, Shen Qingzhu, Jia Lan, Jiang Er, An Qingyu came from different directions in the mist, and returned to Lin Qiye's place. around.

They stared at the heart in Lin Qiye's hands and fell silent.

They all saw that scene just now.

"Qiye... She said that Senior Juggernaut still has a chance to come back, is it true?" Baili Pangpang asked.

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, "Mother will not lie, she said it is true, it is true."

Everyone's faces softened slightly.

Only Lin Qiye was still looking at the night in the east, like a sculpture, motionless.

"What are you thinking?" Jia Lan asked softly.

"I'm thinking about the name of our team."

"Name?" Hearing these two words, others turned their heads to look at Lin Qiye, "Have you figured it out?"

"maybe."

Lin Qiye looked at the corner of the night in the east, then looked down at the heart in his palm, and said slowly:

"Our team was born from despair and walked from the darkest. Along the way, we have gained and lost.

Our existence is not for meritorious service, not for reputation...just for what we can see with our eyes and hear with our ears, there will be no disaster, no evil, no injustice, and no sacrifice.

The world is too big and there are too many sentient beings. We can't manage it, and we don't want to.

Let him destroy the world, or let the gods be wrathful..."

A few star marks flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes, and in the sky above their heads, a dark night began to spread rapidly, covering more than ten kilometers in the blink of an eye.

The world went dark again.

【Night falls】.

This night is his forbidden ruins, his domain.