Li Changsheng felt a little confused.

It seems like I'm back to the years I was trapped in the Immen goldware.

That is not a beautiful memory. Thousands of years have been trapped in one place by loneliness. Even if there are no shackles, they have already put shackles on their souls.

He raised his head and saw the blood-colored ancient sword wrapped in black.

This is within the spiritual consciousness.

He stood in the door, this was the family here, and the newly formed Zifu Heavenly Palace.

In fact, it was very dilapidated, with only one portal being rotten wood, which is a thatched hut.

The wind seemed to fall down, and the only few of the top beams were also ragged.

The erosion of ghosts and gods has turned the normal thatched house into a pitiful state of raining all night.

Li Changsheng felt the passing of his power, and his eyes could see the gradual decrease of the water level of the river outside.

This means that Cheng Zhiyuan is about to die.

After all, his eyebrows were pierced. Although it was him who was hit hard, Cheng Zhiyuan should have been hurt as well.

There are two ways in front of me now. Either eat Cheng Zhiyuan and let yourself live. Although you lose your body, you can still retain the posture of ghosts and gods, or you can die with Cheng Zhiyuan's body.

Of course he didn't want to die, so he had to ask Cheng Zhiyuan to die.

Li Changsheng felt a little hatred. If it weren't for Chen Zhong, then he could have reached the human world with this body. After decades, Cheng Zhiyuan's true spirit will completely disappear. He will be the only master spirit and the god in his heart.

.

Then, with the magic of this body, becoming a saint is no longer a dream.

But now everything is gone.

"Once a person's spirit disappears, the body will soon rot. The running water will not rot. The door hinge will not rot. But now the running water will be rotten, and the door hinge will also collapse..."

"As soon as the Heavenly Palace collapses, the human and gods die, and the souls leave. Even if the saint of the Medical Sect comes in person, they cannot be saved."

Li Changsheng looked at the ancient sword with a calm expression: "Boy, I want to eat you, otherwise I and you will die. Now I don't want to die. Since you are bound to die, it's better to fulfill me."

"When I will achieve great success in my magical power in the future and reach the same position as Donghuang Taiyi, I will definitely help you avenge you and kill these so-called dog saints grandsons. What do you think?"

"If you don't speak, I will assume that you have made a promise. It's great, so you can die with peace of mind."

Li Changsheng spoke slowly, pretending to behave. He felt a little guilty, but not much. If he had to count, it would be just a little bigger fingernail.

At most one tenth of an inch higher, you can't give it any more.

After all, he is a ghost and god, and he is afraid that Cheng Zhiyuan will not be dissipated after his death. What if he touches the wonders of Youli like the legend, he becomes the pylorus disciple and returns to the world to seek revenge on himself?

It is said that there are pyloric disciples in the world, although no one has ever found it, because an important condition for pyloric disciples is to die first.

There are so many people in this world who have died. Who can guarantee that they will be favored by the King of Dooms?

But ghosts and gods were still afraid of such a mess, so Li Changsheng felt a little guilty just to appease Cheng Zhiyuan's resentment.

The fierce light in his eyes became more and more powerful. At this time, he stretched out his hand to pick the sword.

But the next moment, the black cloud on the sword suddenly collapsed.

Li Changsheng's hand that stretched out suddenly stiffened.

The ancient sword suddenly raised its tip.

The tip of the sword faces south.

Li Changsheng suddenly felt a great sense of danger. He didn't understand why this change was at this time and why the suppression he left behind would disappear. He only knew that if he didn't run away, he would be killed by this sword.

Because his mana has almost dried up.

"Hello."

Suddenly, a clear but cold murderous voice came into Li Changsheng's ears.

The door behind him slammed shut.

The blood and energy gathered together, Cheng Zhiyuan's spiritual consciousness appeared here, and the sword, who was a devil, disappeared from Li Changsheng's eyes and appeared in Cheng Zhiyuan's hands.

"It's true, thanks for your care."

Cheng Zhiyuan could finally start thinking now. He stared at Li Changsheng in front of the dilapidated thatched house not far away, and then raised the ancient sword in his hand.

After so much distress, this guy finally became weak, and he was considered to be himself!

Since that's the case...one person will eventually die between the two!

The eyes were covered with blood, but it was not a blood barrier, but countless red sword shadows.

The first shadow, the second shadow, and the third shadow.

Then... the fourth shadow appeared.

Countless shadows rose from the river, and the water level that was originally almost defeated gradually returned.

Li Changsheng was terrified to death. His face suddenly became ferocious and he roared angrily towards Cheng Zhiyuan!

He punched Cheng Zhiyuan hard on the door!

However, the latter remained motionless.

Li Changsheng's heart was instantly cold, and Cheng Zhiyuan's hand instantly grabbed his wrist, with great power, like an iron clamp.

Bang!

This sound hit Li Changsheng's heart, like thunder and heavy hammering!

"Ghosts and gods, your fist is like tickling, haven't you eaten?"

Cheng Zhiyuan raised the ancient sword, and above the river, countless shadows raised the sword tip at the same time!

Blood and energy burst out, the sword of common people!

Kill people and die, and move forward!

This kind of blood energy is definitely a first-class sharp blade for Li Changsheng, who is now completely destroyed by magic power, and it is enough to tear him away!

"No! Stop, you... listen to me!"

Li Changsheng was shocked and died of horror. He quickly said, "I surrender to you, don't kill me! Do you know, your body is about to die now, your eyebrows are pierced, and you are relying on me to hang your life. You killed me, you

The spirit of the spirit will pass away in an instant! The running water does not rot and the door hinge does not rot. Now the running water is still there, it is all because of me..."

Buzz!

The ancient sword swung it without hesitation!

Li Changsheng's eyes were staring, still unbelievable!

He could not imagine that even though he knew that losing himself would die, he would draw his sword and kill him.

Isn’t this living person afraid of death?

"You...really...why..."

The ghosts and gods were scattered by the blood energy that soared into the sky, and the ancient sword of Cheng Zhiyuan was covered with red blood and white smoke.

"There is still a reason between us now? Either you die or I die. If you die, you will also walk ahead of me."

Cheng Zhiyuan's voice was quiet: "It's better not to come if you are noisy or bustle in the world."

The ancient sword in his hand suddenly swung, and the door behind him was broken!

There is a jade lock... suddenly collapsed!

King You Fenghuo suppressed not only the saints and disciples outside, but also Li Changsheng.

The token of the emperor cannot be used to guess it.

"Shit!"

The yellow snake spitted a letter to the beacon, as if summoning it. Then, it dragged Cheng Zhiyuan's body, rolled his arm with its tail, slapped the tattered golden knife, and began to quickly towards Dazela.

It knows where this place is, it is Jishi Mountain, and that big lake was once the wine jar of King Mu of Zhou.

It has the power to reshape the body bones.

Su Fengxue plunged into the Zeshui, and lost all her skills, as if she was beaten back to her original self before her practice, screaming and fluttering around.

The rest of the people were the same. The body that had originally leaped suddenly lost its strength and fell to the ground.

Those who use the help of the law to move are all restricted!

"Corruption, Crazy!"

A crazy voice came from afar, and everyone stood up in a mess, looking at the strange young man who was flipping through the cracks in the mountain walls.

"The clothes of the fire door?"

Someone recognized it, but Zhang Yang's eyes were congested at this time, and someone was shocked and said, "That's a blood disorder!"

"The disciple of the Fire Sect has entered the blood barrier, and the anger invades the body!"

"Is this person Zhang Yang?"

The dark boy at Shanhaimen's eyes narrowed: "Climbing Mount Lu and leaving his name on seven hundred steps, he disappeared after climbing Mount Lu and disappeared three years ago. It turned out that he came to Huang Lizhiyuan in advance!"

The young white-armored general said, "Why is he like a beggar and crazy demon!"

Zhang Yang was crazy. At this time, he was stunned when he saw the fire that was being spit out, and then burst into tears and said in surprise:

"It's out, it's out! That evil man finally spits you out!"

The flames floated and flew towards the Daze. Zhang Yang staggered and shouted frantically:

"Youwang Fenghuo, Youwang Fenghuo! Wait for me!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes widened.

Then, he looked stiffly at the flame floating into the sky above the siege.

King You... beacon.
Chapter completed!