After the clone transformed by the Great Clan Art was destroyed, Chu Yang came directly.

As soon as I arrived at the square in the city, I saw that Long Qiang had only one head left on the zombie.

Who doesn’t like the enemy’s insult?

"No, wait!"

Long Qiang barely transformed into a human body, but his body was very illusory, as if he would collapse and destroy at any time. He quickly said, "You can't kill me. I am the powerful golden immortal of the Dragon Clan. Do you know the strength of the Dragon Clan? My Dragon Clan has thousands of Taiyi realms, and Daluo's cultivation has hundreds of them. Even the strongest realms are several forces standing at the peak of the fairy world. If you kill me, you will inevitably be chased and killed, which is not good for you. Besides, there is not much hatred between us, so why not stop here?"

"You almost killed me, but now you say you want me to wave your hand? How can you do that good?" Chu Yang sneered, "As for the Dragon Clan, one day, I will break through the Dragon Abyss and destroy your Dragon Clan without leaving any one!"

"Die!"

With one hand, he would completely destroy Long Qiang.

"If you want to kill me? Then let's sink with me, Chu Yang, I will wait for you! Dragon Blood Spell, never end!"

With the power of his soul, Long Qiang released a magical power unique to the dragon clan.

"not good!"

Chu Yang was shocked and completely destroyed Long Qiang. Unfortunately, he was still one step late and was hit by Long Qiang with the mark issued by his soul.

"Dragon Blood Spell!"

After looking at a fiery red dragon-shaped mark on his shoulder, Chu Yang couldn't help but grin. This kind of curse seal has no attack power, but is very difficult to deal with. It does not surpass the other party's great realm and is simply indelible.

Once you are hit by this curse, you will be sensed by the powerful dragon clan within a certain range, and then you will be chased and killed endlessly.

"Come on! Kill one by one, swallow one by one!"

Chu Yang showed a fierce look, waved his hand and put away the zombies on the ground. He looked forward, hesitated for a moment, and then hid his body and slowly touched it.

From a distance, there are violent changes in the ancient hall that was bombarded.

There was a huge pool, rippling with the vast liquid of pure yang fairy spirits, which was causing violent waves at this moment.

The pure yang liquid contains the purest and most yang energy, which is far higher than the pure yang energy in eternal life.

The vast and majestic power is surging.

Even a drop has the power to destroy mountains.

On the water surface in the center of the pool, there is a throne with a peerless face, elegant and noble woman, who is half lying lazily. She burst into fuzzy lights on her body, and white flames burned around the pool, and even the pure yang liquid began to turmoil violently.

"Nalan Yanran, you are a humble person, you can't trap me, you can't trap me!"

In the pool, there were roars, like the wail of a resentful woman and the roar of a ghost.

The woman on the throne did not move at all, but the power overflowed from her body was even greater.

Rumble!

The pool kept exploding, and black stockings rushed out, and more and more.

"Hahaha, you were hit just now and gave me a chance. Nalan Yanran, wait for me to come out and fuck you to death!"

The voice is extremely vicious.

Above the throne, there is the former queen.

She sat up straight, raised her jade arm, bounced her fingers, and flew out a wisp of fairy light to destroy the black silk, but at this time, the riot below became even more intense, allowing one of the black silk to escape from the pool.

In an instant, the black air turned into a gloomy old man. He hurriedly muttered something, and saw the earth shaking, cracking out an abyss, rushing out a terrible aura from it, breaking through the numerous fairy lights, annihilated a large array of imprisonment, and flying out something.

This is a black banner.

On the banner, there are 48,000 pitch-black skulls. Each skull is composed of three thousand runes, and each rune is born from the fusion of one hundred ghosts.

This is a pure magic weapon.

"Hahaha, my soul-devouring banner, come back!"

The gloomy old man laughed wildly.

"Nalan Yanran, your death period is here. When I transform into the control of the Soul-Devouring Banner, it will be your real end of the world!"

The same sound came from the pool again.

Bang...!

At a critical moment, the queen annihilated this incarnation with one finger, but the Soul-Devouring Banner automatically emitted black lights and rushed in.

"Black Abyss!"

The queen stood up from the throne, and the majestic fairy light was like the admiration of the sky, covering all the surroundings, blocking the attack of the Soul-Devouring Banner, and making a hoarse voice, "It's been 20 million years, Black Abyss, I want to kill you completely, kill you, and avenge my whole city!"

"Hehe, Nalan Yanran, your people are all killed by you!"

At the bottom of the pool, Black Yuan sneered.

Although his incarnation was destroyed just now, he was not worried at all.

Ahhhhhh…!

The queen suddenly hugged her head with her hands and let out a shrill wail, in great pain.

Bang……!

The pool was rioted, the fairy light was scattered, the formation was shattered, and the suppressed Black Abyss inside seized the opportunity and finally rushed out.

"Nalan Yanran, if you kill the people of the city, this is your sin, this is your evil, hurry up and go to hell to atone for your sins!"

Heiyuan was covered in a strong resentment. With a wave of his hand, the Soul-Devouring Banner flew over and landed in his palm. In an instant, his weak aura began to increase...

"Black Abyss..."

Nalan Yanran trembled violently, her eyes turned bloody, "Even if I go to hell, I will never be reborn, and I will destroy you."

"I've been in pain for 20 million years!"

"I've been in a state of 20 million years!"

"I had a chance to recover from my injury, but I didn't, I didn't!"

"Because my heart hurts, because all my people have died!"

"But why am I still alive?"

"Why?"

Nalan Yanran wailed in pain, and her voice was sad.

"Then you go and die and accompany your people!"

Heiyuan smiled gloomyly, his breath kept rising, and the dead aura contained in the entire Black Death Mountain was swarming in.

"Because you are all with me, always by my side, fighting for me in life, and protecting me in death!"

Nalan Yanran looked around, her eyes swept across the ghosts, skeletons, and zombies, with an unprecedented gentle tone.

"My people, my lovely people, died all because of a playboy! How unfair the way of heaven!"

"We just want to live quietly and live our difficult and simple happiness quietly. We will not give it to us by this insignificant requirement!"

"I hate so much, I hate myself for not being strong enough, not being able to kill all my enemies, and not being able to protect my people!"

"I am so resentful, I blame the unfairness of the heavens, I blame the lack of fairness in the world, I blame the bright world and darkness, and the righteousness is not there!"

Nalan Yanran sobbed.

"Queen……!"

Simple tones, hoarse and almost unaudible words gathered together, forming a torrent and conveying them.

Nalan Yanran trembled and looked over.

All the ghosts, all the zombies, and all the skeletons flew quickly, surrounding him, similar to those in the past.

Bang...!

The eyes were blurred, and tears flowed down, and they turned into strings of pearls.

"My people!"
Chapter completed!