"It's over? I don't believe it!"

Yan Mietian was stammering his cheeks, and his tiger's eyes were filled with anger, staring at the bloody sky as if bleeding was oozing.

The son of the god who could even break through the sea of ​​fire in the Buddha, was killed by Dugu City?

His beloved disciple Xu Chen and Yan Lin were still in seclusion, waiting for Su Yi to come, and Yan Mie Tianshi twitched his nose and looked at Dugu City who was fleeing in the distance.

"Dugu City, you are a mess! Why should Su Yi be buried with you if you don't want to die?"

He felt loving talent. The powerful people in the Lei Yan Temple behind him all witnessed Su Yi's feat that day. Now, seeing the fate of a generation of geniuses, they all looked down with a look of lament!

Turning his back to everyone, he can understand the pain in Yun Zhongli's heart, as if he can go deeper, even if he sacrifices his life, he will exchange Su Yi's life.

Without Su Yi, Yun Jing will always be like duckweed in the endless star field.

Thinking of his beloved Jing'er and his old friend Su Jingyuan, Yun Zhongli regretted it before and just wanted to scold himself for coming so late.

"Go!" The sound of approaching roared, and the clouds were ethereal, turning into white light and flying away!

In the void, soon the flames and the blue waves rushed into the space crack in a row. As Dugu City was besieged by the people of the Wandao Sword Alliance, Yan Mietian and Ye Yi both sneered.

"After March, the Dragon Ceremony, you and I will have a battle!" Yan Mietian looked gloomy. Although Ye Yi was not the mastermind this time, he was also an accomplice!

The five major families have already broken up, and Yan Mietian doesn’t have to bend around his words anymore.

On this side of Tianlanhai City, Su Yi was dead, and Ye Yi became even more unscrupulous and smiled faintly: "I will accompany you! I will trample on the Lei Yan Temple with my own hands!"

Yan Mietian threw down his words and spat angrily, "Bah! Silly girls! Just rely on you! Listen to your husband more!"

Ye Yi raised his eyes coldly, the balance of victory had tilted, and Yan Mitian's words were not at all deterrent to him.

Looking at Ying Wuxi beside him with his face as iron as iron and as if dead ashes, Ye Yi whispered: "Go back and explain it to Lian'er!"

"I always feel that it won't end so easily!"

After a while, Ying Wuxiu raised his head, and the fluctuations appeared in Gujing Wubo's eyes. Ying Wuxiu operated the Lingbao Pavilion in the Six Lands, Three Prefectures and One Sea. He had seen so many people like crucian carp crossing the river.

Su Yi really ended like this? Even though he was alive, it was like a day and night talk, Ying Wuxiu still didn't want to believe that such a shocking talent fell like this!

"So what if you don't believe me? There is no way to find out deep in the earth. Even if you are alive, can you come out?" Ye Yi shook her head.

Ying Wuxiu was speechless immediately. Ye Yi patted Ying Wuxiu's shoulder and said softly: "Wuxiu, I know you love talent! But he has provoked someone who he cannot provoke! People from Tian Yao Sect cannot stay!"

His eyes were dim, and Ying Wuxiu curled his lips bitterly. What kind of pattern will be in the future of Tianman? I really can't imagine it!

"Let's go! The Dragon Ceremony, I think it's the day when the sky collapses!"

After saying that, the people in Tianlanhai City were not damaged, and they returned to Tianlan Sea with the good news of the fall of Wandao Sword Alliance.

The whole audience was in chaos, with a strong wind blew the fragments of ruins, the stinking smell of blood spread all over the world, and the fishy wind spread all over the sky, making those who smelled it disgusted.

The only quiet existence is Situ Muyang above the void. With the last little hope, he slowly came to this endless abyss.

The dark abyss has no end, and the suffocation feeling that cannot see the bottom at first glance made Situ Muyang shed tears.

"My uncle..."

In the Divine Sword Sect, I met my junior uncle for the first time. At that time, the two of them were invincible and won the first place in the conference.

Later, Su Yi's terrifying growth made him a mountain on his own path of cultivation. Situ Muyang practiced with hatred in hopes that he could cross the mountain of Su Yi.

However, unexpectedly, Su Yi was sent into this black abyss by himself.

"Click!"

Situ Muyang knew very well in his heart that Su Yi knew whether the Wandao Sword Alliance had sincere cooperation.

Su Yi was willing to take the risk for himself and Dugu Yumo, but the uncle of the junior master really miscalculated the Wandao Sword Alliance.

This is not that the Wandao Sword Alliance killed Su Yi, but that is that the Wandao Sword Alliance and Su Yi died together.

His throat moved, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. Situ Muyang wanted to go down and take a look, even if it was broken into pieces.

When he moved his feet gently and reached the edge of the abyss, Situ Muyang's eyes had already passed by his destiny. He shouted loudly, Situ Muyang, who had spread his wings, fell straight into the abyss!

The mysterious white winged battle armor protected Situ Muyang, and the intent of the Sharon Wind Sword ruthlessly blew by Situ Muyang. In less than a while, Situ Muyang was thrown up by the power of the center of the earth!

"Dong!"

He fell heavily on the abyss, and the invisible waves spread out into terrifying cracks. Situ Muyang, who was lying on the ground, looked towards the sky, his face was pale, and blood was gushing out of the corners of his mouth.

"Try again!"

Still not giving up, whether it is his belief in Su Yi or his own atonement, Situ Muyang felt that only in this way could he feel better.

"Dong!"

This time the time was shorter. In half a quarter of an hour, Situ Muyang was thrown up, but heavier!

The wind-hard armor fluttered in the wind, and the light spots floated like stars floating in Situ Muyang's eyes. He reached out to grab it, and a heart-wrenching pain surged up. Several bones had broken, and the flesh and blood were trembling.

Do you still need to continue?

This almost self-harm method was Situ Muyang's approach. He tried it three times, faster and heavier every time!

The last time, Situ Muyang, who was lying in the middle of the crack, had his eyes blurred, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his soul and flesh were as if they were cracked. This pain even caused an illusion.

"My uncle! Sister Ruoxi! Sister Yumo!"

The blood was blocked in his throat, and his eyes were filled with coughing. His fists were already covered in blood and covered with gravel. Situ Muyang tried to capture the images of Su Yi and his two sisters in the sky, but he could not catch them.

"Da da!"

A hunched and haggard figure walked to Situ Muyang. Dugu Hen looked at his grandson so uncomfortable, and his heart felt even more like a knife.

"Mu Yang, get up, I'll take you to heal you!"

As soon as the words came to an end, a trembling voice came from Dugu Hen's throat. Situ Muyang, who was stiff and weak all over, didn't even look at it, and bounced Dugu Hen's arm away!

With his steps floating, he walked towards this distance, and after walking for a few steps, he fell again.

Falling, getting up, getting up, falling, and under the sad gaze, Situ Muyang actually walked away.
Chapter completed!