Chapter 1944

The fog has become thicker, Yang dust wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly walk forward.

Nanming Lihuo sword condenses into a group of light and shadow in his palm, which radiates the sword meaning of senhan from time to time.

The wind howled and the fog surged.

He cut down with a sword, trying to split the fog, but the fog appeared a huge gap in the light of the sword, but soon closed.

The wet and thick fog seemed to infect his body. Every step of his life became difficult, and he was carrying a heavy load.

He killed everyone, including himself. His eyes seemed to have only hatred and killing intention.

In the fog, suddenly appeared the figure of wood aura.

In the fog, it seems that suddenly because of her appearance and more than a trace of flexibility, more holy light and shadow.

Her long skirt swayed in the wind, fluffy as snow, her skin in the dark fog more white crystal, like the delicate porcelain in the moonlight.

She looked at Yang Chen in horror. Her beautiful eyes were full of fear and love.

She saw his eyes full of murderous intent, full of twisted crazy meaning on his face.

"What's the matter with you?"

Yang Chen sneered and grinned grimly: "you are also a phantom! Come on, let me kill you! Kill you, and I'll make myself

"If you don't become an immortal, you will become a devil!"

"Kill!"

"No!"

Wood Lingyun a cry, face full of panic: "I am Lingyun ah, you do not recognize me?"

Yang Chen laughed wildly: "I have killed all people, all people, including myself. Now, let me kill you too! After killing you, I'll become myself, the most powerful person who has nothing to worry about. I will be invincible again

Yang Chen takes out his sword again.

But mu Lingyun did not resist, let alone use her fire immortal body. Even if she used it once, she could resist his sword.

The sword light penetrated the body of Mu Lingyun, but she didn't scatter in the fog like those before.

Blood from her body, with the sword light pulled out, scattered in the air, into a rain of flowers.

When the sword light inch inch into her chest, she has been quietly looking at him, there is no pain in her eyes, there is no complaint and hate, only love and pity.

"Ah

Yang Chen suddenly wakes up from confusion and madness, and then is stunned and suddenly realizes that the wood aura in front of him is not an illusion!

He killed his favorite!

He stepped through, holding Mu Lingyun's tottering body.

Mu Lingyun's face became pale because of blood loss, but her eyes were still full of love when she looked at him, as if he was everything to her, and everything else except him was unimportant, including her life.

She slowly raised her hand and gently touched the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, trying to wipe it off, but her hand was soft and weak.

"I know you didn't mean to, and I know you must be working hard now!"

"But promise me that you can't forget yourself at any time!"

Tears welled up in Yang Chen's eyes, and he sealed the acupoint beside her wound to stop the blood flowing out.

"Don't say anything. I'll take you out!"

He carried Mu Lingyun behind his back and walked forward.

A small figure appeared in the mist.

He looked like a child of seven or eight years old, but his face was shriveled and wrinkled like a dried walnut, and his eyes were filled with vicious hatred and sarcasm.

The devil!

"Only one step short! Yang Chen

"Only one step away, you can become a devil!" sighed the demon with great regret

"This woman shouldn't show up at this time. She's harmed you and even more herself."

Yang Chen roared and slashed at him with his sword.

The sword light gushed out from his palm and turned into colorful light and shadow all over the sky. With the endless anger in Yang Chen's heart, the fierce sword spirit galloped to the exterminator like a huge wave.

The devil suddenly disappeared, and a graceful figure came out of the fog.

Another wood aura.

The mist was dense around her body into a fluffy skirt, gently shaking with the wind, her eyes in the fog like two morning stars, flashing a confused sense of sadness.

"You killed me!"

She sighed faintly, and her voice was full of sorrow.

"She's a fake!"

Behind the wood Lingyun powerless in Yang Chen ear whispered.

In front of Mu Lingyun's hand points to her chest, where there is a void, which seems to be full of nothingness.

"You see, I have no heart!" She looked at Yang Chen sadly: "you have no more! When you killed me, you broke your heart

Yang Chen looked at her quietly. Although he knew that she was fake and the dying Mu Lingyun behind him was true, he could not help but feel sad because of her words. Every word she said was like a sword, penetrating his chest a little bit."Kill her!"

Behind the wood Lingyun weak said.

"No!"

In front of him, Mu Lingyun exclaimed, as if he had just been stabbed by a sword.

Yang Chen's body sent out a burst of painful shaking, as if unable to bear this kind of torture.

In front of the wood Lingyun a light smile: "you see, you just so cruel, but now can't bear to start!"

"So you can't be a God, you can't be a devil."

"You are the individual, your feelings are your fetters, your fetters! Ten thousand years later, you will still die in the hands of the empress of the world of mortals and the great emperor of pure heart as before, because you will never be as heartless as they are! "

"Wow

A red light, like a sea wave, continuously penetrated from Yang Chen's body. The light instantly lit up the surrounding fog, and the black fog retreated like the tide, and the surrounding air fluctuated violently in the ebb and flow of the two forces.

Nuyin!

A red Rune suddenly appeared on Yang Chen's chest. The blood red light emitted from the seal, with an irresistible pressure, dispelled the surrounding black fog.

This is exactly the contract signed by Yang Chen and Amur to suppress his slave seal.

The wood aura in front of her screamed bitterly in the blood red light, and her face became ferocious. As the light became more and more intense, her figure was gradually broken, scattered, and finally disappeared.

All the fog dispersed, and Yang Chen saw a small figure standing quietly tens of Zhang away. His eyes were like the ghost fire beating in the night, filled with anger and hatred.

But behind him, the six gods were everywhere, and the situation of the battlefield seemed to have changed suddenly because of the appearance of the black fog.

A unicorn covered with golden scales is frantically trampling on the members of the six gods clan. It raises its hooves and brings a shower of blood.

Diyan is crazy!

In the fog, he did not control the evil spirit. His mind was bewitched. He became crazy and bloodthirsty. He could not recognize where the enemy was or where his comrades were. Even the soldiers of the Kirin clan did not escape his killing!

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