Chapter 185 Snow Swan Kiss

As Yang Ping'an walked forward along the road, the blood river began to get closer. Looking closely, the entire blood river seemed to be boiling, and a red breath spread throughout the entire road to hell.

Yang Ping'an only felt that the desire to kill in his heart seemed to be infinitely magnified, and his entire mind was as red as blood, but he still forced his body to move forward.

By the time we reached the end of the Hell Road, the Snow River was already level with the Hell Road. The scene before our eyes was like a sea of blood, especially with a red aura.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an's heart had gone crazy to the extreme. His entire mind was filled with images of his father being killed and his mother dying of depression. In particular, his mind also saw Yu Luomenna's disdain for her father. Tang Hao's blood-red Clear Sky Hammer seemed to be ready to smash down at any time. His whole body seemed to be filled with evil aura.

Yang Ping'an knew very well that the biggest test of the entire Hell Road was ahead of him. He needed to rely on his wisdom to cross the last one thousand meters, and at the same time he needed to withstand the evil aura of the entire Hell Road. After all, since entering the Hell Road, evil aura had been invading his body, and the deepest part of the Hell Road was the source of all evil aura.

At this critical moment, a clear mind finally came into his mind. This clarity came from the head soul bone. The 70,000-year-old head soul bone is absolutely the best in the soul master world, even stronger than the one that Tang San had in the original novel.

Under the stimulation of this clear and bright moment, Yang Pingan's mind gradually calmed down, and he kept reciting the Heart Sutra: "When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the profound Prajna Paramita... emptiness is not different from color, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is color, color is emptiness..."

As time went on, Yang Ping'an recited the Heart Sutra, and his whole body gradually returned to normal. He even felt an unprecedented sense of comfort all over his body. What mattered if he had a murderous aura? As long as he could achieve his goal, he would not hesitate even if it meant becoming a demon.

Yang Ping'an stared blankly at the blood river. After thinking for a long time, he took out a very special jade box from the soul guide. This jade box was different from other jade boxes. Other jade boxes were just used to place things, but this jade box was completely sealed from beginning to end.

There is a very strange fairy grass in this jade box. It is snow-white all over, and every leaf seems to be dripping water. The whole fairy grass is like a swan's neck. It is the Snow Swan's Kiss, the most terrifying and lethal of all the fairy grasses.

Yang Ping'an looked at the river of blood in front of him, and his eyes gradually turned red: he was an ordinary person from Blue Star, who didn't care about the civilization of his previous life, nor did he care about the current battles between the sects and major forces. The only thing he cared about was his parents.

My father and mother gave me the warmest time in these two lives. Only during that time could I feel that I was alive and felt the love of family.

However, Yu Luomian and Tang Hao destroyed his only family relationship and his only beautiful memories. Even if they become demons on the spot, they must pay the price.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an reviewed the original work again. After this Snow Swan Kiss was thrown in, the entire Slaughter City would be destroyed, and evil soul masters would roam the continent in future generations. Tang San was the culprit of everything.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an didn't care whether he became the culprit or whether he would cause cholera in the world. As long as he became a god, he could rebuild the City of Slaughter sooner or later.

On the contrary, if Tang San inherits the Shura God position, then there will be no hope for his revenge. He doesn't care about Tang San, the so-called justice and evil, but only cares about Tang Hao's death and cutting his enemy into pieces. Thinking of this, Yang Pingan threw the Snow Swan Kiss into the blood river without hesitation. The originally boiling blood river was instantly stimulated by something, and all the breath of the entire Hell Road was immediately dyed blood red, and the Hell Road behind him began to collapse piece by piece, as if the sky and the earth were splitting.

Yang Ping'an just sneered, and then six golden wings extended from behind him, which were the purple-gold six wings.

With the flapping of his wings, Yang Ping'an flew quickly towards the other side of the Hell Road, but unexpectedly, the closer he got to the other side and the white gate of light, the heavier the murderous aura became, as if it was about to swallow him up at any time, especially in the last few dozen meters, as if his wings were out of control.

But at this point, Yang Ping'an would never back down. He had to use all his strength, and grab onto the stone wall with his hands like claws. Then he jumped with all his strength, and when he touched Insomnia again, he grabbed it with his claws again.

At the same time, Yang Ping'an increased his mental power to the extreme, especially the head soul bone, which directly increased the power of the soul bone to the extreme. He must not fail at the last moment, otherwise he would fall into the endless hell.

After several consecutive jumps, Yang Pingan's entire body jumped into the light gate, and finally his entire consciousness disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ping'an slowly began to wake up. At this moment, he was in a forest. The surroundings were lush and green as if full of life, which was completely opposite to the evil atmosphere in the City of Slaughter.

Yang Ping'an then let out a sigh of relief. After leaving the City of Slaughter, he seemed to become extremely happy. Only at this time did he feel that he was still alive and felt the breath of life in himself.

Yang Ping'an looked at his body carefully. On his originally smooth shoulder, there was a special white mark. It looked like a bat tattoo, a bit like the last bat in the killing field in hell.

When Yang Ping'an injected his soul power into the bat mark, his eyes suddenly turned red, and at the same time a white light emanated from his body, directly covering the entire world. It felt like all living beings seemed to be trembling under the white light. This was the effect of the Killing God's Domain.

At this moment, Yang Ping'an laughed wildly. After two years of hard work, he finally obtained the Killing God Domain. This was also the first domain he owned, and it could even be said to be the most practical domain.

The final Snow Swan Kiss was actually the real goal of the past two years. Yang Pingan absolutely could not tolerate Tang San obtaining the Killing God Domain, let alone him obtaining the inheritance of the Shura God without paying a price. You must know that among all the adventures of Tang San in the original work, the inheritance of the Shura God was the real heaven-defying one, and it was also the foundation for his turnaround.

And now that the City of Slaughter has been destroyed by himself, even if Tang Chen wants to pass on the Shura God Assessment to his great-grandson, it may not work.

However, when Yang Ping'an carefully observed the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon, he was stunned. He saw that the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon had reached fifteen meters in length at this moment, which was completely inconsistent with its original honest and cute appearance. Its eyes were red, like a beast seeing its prey, and seemed to be full of evil aura. Especially on the abdomen of the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon, there was also a white bat mark. It seemed that the Purple-Gold Demon Dragon was recognized by the God of Killing.

(End of this chapter)