Chapter 1912

Jiuchong tianque.

Outside Zixia city.

Chu Yang and tie Butian embraced each other and fell together. The blood flowing from their hearts merged into a ball and meandered.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was slowly relieved. Finally, the frightening momentum disappeared

The terrible man finally died.

Fortunately, he died. Otherwise, the world would be in chaos.

One side of the sky in the clouds, strangers, purple emperor and others look more complex. Watching an old enemy die in front of him, and still die so heroically and domineering, their hearts are full of five flavors and inexplicable.

There's just one thing to be thankful for - there's no need to fight this terrible guy at last.

But there are a few more or less losses in my heart

"Clean up." The sky in the cloud sighed: "Chu Yang is dead, but... He is always a man worthy of our respect. Help him bury well. "

Suddenly, a voice sounded with a faint smile: "who said he was dead?"

Everyone was stunned.

Then I found that I didn't know when a man in white appeared in the scene. No one found out how he came. He suddenly came to the field. It seems that he has always been here from beginning to end!

The man in white stood in front of the crowd with his hands on his back, isolating the attention of the people to Chu Yang.

All the experts, including those who are facing the man in white, can only see his back. There was a faint white light on him. Through this white light, you can only see a figure. You can't even see the figure, and you can't even see the face.

This should not be the case at all, but it happened, and even people felt that they should be so inexplicably.

It seems that this is what it should be.

Many of the people present are strong and resolute in the world. They have noticed the difference in an instant. Subconsciously, God's consciousness spies on the man in white in front of them.

But I was surprised to find that this man had an extremely tight defense, which isolated any divine knowledge from prying.

Anyone who has a prying eye can feel the pain of his divine consciousness like being burned by fire.

A violent fear suddenly attacked the people.

A pervert just died, and now there's another one like this.

The same strong to indescribable!

No, although chuyang is powerful, there is always a limit. It probably hasn't exceeded the limit of sage level, but this man in white is really unfathomable, far beyond the cognitive scope of everyone present!

The man in white picked up the body connected by chuyang and tiebutian with one hand, and grabbed tiebutian with the other hand and said faintly, "you'd better go back earlier. Well, please help inform me that the auction tonight will be changed to tomorrow night, and the rules should remain unchanged!"

Then he pulled up and disappeared with a "whoosh".

Just jump into the air and disappear.

On the ground, only a messy body was left.

Everyone looked at each other. Everyone could see clearly, but everyone was puzzled.

Chuyang and tiebutian are clearly dead, and they are still the kind of people who are scared.

The auction must be hosted by chuyang. Chuyang is dead. What else is there?

In addition, the man in white just said clearly that chuyang was not dead, but thousands of eyes were watching in full view. People were dead. Why didn't they die? Can't everyone be blind?

For a moment, everyone was a little dizzy.

Of course, the most dizzy thing is: who is the man in white?!

Why did you suddenly appear here?

Moreover, it must be so strong, so unfathomable!

On the vast mountain!

A white shadow came at a high speed. No one found that so many people on the mountain. The man's moving speed was too fast, which exceeded the extreme that human beings could sense. At most, it was only one thousandth of an instant. The man in white had reached the top of the mountain, and the long sword blocked in the soul stone flickered with cold light. He automatically pulled it up without warning, Without saying a word, the white shadow grabbed Chu Yang and tie Bu Tianfei's body and swept in!

The sword Gang long sword fell back again.

Everything was as it was, and nothing seemed to have happened.

Or because all this happened so quickly that no one really noticed the difference here!

Under the soul stone, in the realm of the divine source.

The spirit of the calamity is flying and flying. The CHO Yang and the most terrifying guy has the final say. At least, he's quiet. There's no plague.

This one benefit is enough. How comfortable it is!

Although it must be a little lonely here, it's better than being ravaged by others, isn't it?

After the last incident, the spirit of disaster, who was excited and eager to go out, was like pouring a ladle of cold water on his head. For a time, his heart was cold. Although he didn't have that organ at all, he felt cold, just like in the past

It's too dangerous outside. Just a little guy of heaven level, the backer behind is so terrible. I don't know what's more terrible outside... I'd better stay here.

Just like this, like this, like this, all of a sudden, there was a gust of wind in the sky!

"The wind?" The spirit of the disaster looked at the sky suspiciously: "there has been no wind in this space for thousands of years... Why is there wind now? What happened? "

Then I saw the guy who had just gone out for a while came back and lay on the ground silently.

When the spirit of the disaster saw someone, he was startled and his tears were about to burst out. Although he had no tears for a long time, he subconsciously turned his soul force into an entity soul liquid to show his excitement. For a moment, it seemed that hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses roared and rushed past: "ancestor... Why are you back... It's not fun here, Not all the good things have been taken away by you. What are you doing back? I don't welcome you. Don't you see my excited tears? I'm excited to see you come back, but there's really nothing... "

When I came forward, I was startled again.

My God, how could this happen? This is a little more Kung Fu. How did it become like this?!

As far as the eye could see, Chu Yang's eyes were closed and his face was especially smiling, but he didn't breathe at all. If he didn't breathe, he would say it well, but even the fluctuation of the spirit was gone, which meant that the event was big. This is a sign of death, and it's still the kind of death

The spirit of the disaster wailed, and the physical soul liquid seemed to flow out without money.

"Ancestor... You are my own ancestor... Don't die with me if you want to die... How can I explain that? If the evil ancestor sees you like this, he doesn't know how to think about it. It will kill me. Heaven, earth, if you don't play with people like this, help..."

The mood of the spirit of disaster at the moment is all in the last three words, which is reflected incisively and vividly!

Then, poof, there was another sound, and another body fell from the air, but the man was a woman. I saw that the woman was very beautiful and beautiful. Even in such a situation, the spirit of the disaster was still amazed. It was just a pity that she had no breath and no spirit. She was also a corpse, the same kind that could not die again.

"What a pity..." the spirit of the disaster tutted: "such a beautiful woman, some people are willing to destroy flowers with their hands. It's a real bastard..."

"Huh? What did you say? " A voice said in surprise, "Oh, it's your boy... Unexpectedly, your boy has really become a disaster spirit. It's good. It's really good. Although there's one more you, it doesn't hurt."

The hair of the spirit of disaster stood up. Looking back like a whirlwind, he saw a man in white standing with positive and negative hands not far behind him, looking at himself with a gentle smile.

"Oh... My God..." the spirit of the disaster sat on the ground with his eyes "pop" and turned into two clouds of black smoke.

What a surprise!

What a shock!

The man in white has a gentle face, a robe, black as ink, face like a crown jade, three strands of black beard under his jaw, a nose like a gall, and eyes like a meteor. He is really a talent and elegant.

In addition, there is an obvious erudite and literati style all over the body. It is really elegant and makes people feel good at it.

However, in face of the such an amiable man, spirit of the disaster has been scared to death!

"Didi didi... Low low... Brother..." the spirit of the disaster stammered: "didi didi... Emperor... Dada... People..."

The man in white sighed: "it's really difficult for you. It's rare to remember what I look like after so many years."

In the face of the Lord, the meeting of the God of disaster is long gone. In the morning, when facing chuyang, he scolded snow tear cold and the pride of Zixiao emperor, bowed down and flattered with a face: "didi... Brother... The emperor's style is better than the past. This... Villain naturally has a fresh memory... Hey hey... I dare not forget it forever."

There is no doubt that the man in white is snow and tears, the emperor of the East.

He nodded, still with that amiable expression, and asked in a warm voice, "well, you don't still hate me. Do you want to avenge me? If so, the opportunity is good now. I'm really too busy to have free time. "

"No, no, no, no, no, no..." the spirit of the disaster repeatedly said, never finding that his tongue was so clever: "well, where's the liver... The emperor has always been kind to the small ones. His kindness is as deep as a sea. The small ones have nothing to repay, so he has to work hard and answer in return after death. How dare he offend tiger Wei? Even if I have ten thousand courage, I dare not dare to borrow another ten thousand courage from Lord Dijun. Wanwang, Lord Dijun, I'm just a wandering soul now. I'm terrified to see the emperor's face... "

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