Chapter 635

Only by cutting off the vitality can we have a chance of life. If Cheng lingran had not asked Jiang Xiu to kill him, even Jiang Xiu would never have understood it. Only the goddess would have understood such a profound truth.

The present Cheng lingran should be the goddess.

In Jiang Xiu's original impression, she had a good impression of the goddess. Although she occupied Xie Ting and made the world come to earth, which caused great changes on the earth, the purpose of tracing back to its roots was to revenge the people who were slaughtered, and even insisted that they would rather be burned to let the world come. Jiang Xiu even moved her face, but now it seems that things are far from simple.

Once again, fierce pain came

Jiang Xiu recalled a part of his memory in his mind. He saw that he soon understood her intention. He stabbed her body with a fierce sword. The wound exploded and sent out a strong light. His life passed quickly after being seriously injured.

"Brother Jiang, kill me!"

Jiang Xiu's eyes were cold. At that time, the appearance of Jiang's falling was very different from that of now. However, his expression and eyes were the same, showing indifference and even some sackcloth.

"Tear and pull..."

With the sword drawn out, the blood soars, and Cheng lingran falls into the pool of blood.

"Brother Jiang, throw me down when I die."

Judging from her address, she should be a person who looks the same as Cheng lingran. The real Cheng lingran would not call him brother Jiang, but he would call him Xiaoxiu. He can be sure that only the goddess likes to call him brother Jiang.

She fell into a pool of blood, motionless, as if dead.

"Really, really dead."

Jiang Xiu didn't care about their gaze at each other. He remembered her dying advice to throw her down again, and then he reported her to the cliff. Outside, the wind was howling, and the clouds were floating below. There was a strange whirlpool of emperor Tiandi's tomb.

Jiang Xiu took a look at the woman in his arms and threw one of them. The corpse fell down towards the bottom of her dress.

"What do you mean to throw it down?"

There's talk on the side.

"I don't know."

In the next scene, everyone, including Jiang Xiu, was a little confused. Seeing her dead, she flew up from her hair. Her face was sacred and her eyes were shining. She landed on the cliff and stood there alive, "brother Jiang..."

Whoa!

Rao is present all is the Immortal King's respect also all looked the silly eye's exclamation.

The memory fragment breaks again.

Jiang Xiu wakes up from the memory. His nose is still full of blood, but his physical symptoms are lighter than before. The vitality of the ancient god's essence and blood bears a large part of the natural mechanism's phagocytic force.

"She survived?"

He felt incredible that he had already died, and the emperor's grave had let her live.

"This, this is the secret of Tiandi mountain and the opportunity to achieve imperial rank."

If the dead can be reborn, this vitality is too strong. In theory, if we extradite this power for our own use, it is the immortal body. Of course, it is not too much to say that the power of this degree is imperial.

Jiang Xiu's eyes became fanatical.

Once again, he came to the cliff, staring at the emperor's grave, and his mind was full of imagination. Now he can think of this, of course, Jiang Xiu at that time must have thought of it, including so many fairies present.

My brain is hurting again

Jiang Xiu stood at the edge of the cliff to prepare to go down, but he hesitated. After all, the risk of this matter was very high. Ji daozong said, "master, don't worry. My subordinates will try their best to protect the Dharma for the patriarch."

After Ji daozong's death, Li Jiuyang, Tang Tian and so on also showed a look of death. In addition to these three subordinates, there are also several old friends, such as water mist shake, Yan Longyue, hualiuying, corpse Shinto, etc. These are the people he can trust.

Jiang Xituo of Taihua sect said, "you can do what you say and do if you fall down from the nine immortals to wash the sky. You must have a share of the answer."

Ji daozong said, "the word of my Lord is the law of gold."

"Well, I'll do you a favor." Jiang Xiu looked at the water mist and shook it. The latter nodded heavily to Jiang Xiu. He doubted whether the man liked him or not. However, with so many people present, what he trusted most was that, wait a minute, the one who cut off Jiang Xiu's vitality was entrusted to her.

"Don't worry." The water mist shook and said, "we must live up to our trust."

Jiang Xituo's group of people swore to be sure, but Jiang Xiu still had some reservations about them. He was really arrogant and couldn't resist other people's real villains. But there was a factor of rashness in his blood, so he resolutely jumped down.

As a result, of course, he soon flew up from below, feeling that his vitality was rapidly passing away. At this moment, Jiang Xiu was extremely nervous, and shook and yelled at the water mist: "kill me, quick!"

All the people on the side were very concerned. Jiang Xituo did not mean to stop him and stretched his neck.

"Good, look at the sword!"The light of the sword flashed, and Jiang Xiu fell into a pool of blood.

It was a sharp sword.

Although the water mist is a bit neutral and soft, it is absolutely hard under the hands. It can even be done. Only a little blood red is left in the heart of Jiang Xiu's chest, and there is no trauma left.

He was also satisfied with his sword.

"Throw it down."

When he said this, he was still a little nervous. Maybe when Jiang Xiu came up again, he might be the Immortal Emperor. What kind of existence was that? From then on, he became a master of immortal martial arts.

However, no one paid attention to the water mist shaking, and his heart thumped.

"Do you hear me? Throw your Lord down."

All the people present seemed to be deaf and dumb.

"You, what do you mean?"

Shuiwuyao feels wrong. These people are not deaf or dumb. He pays more attention to the rebellion of Ji daozong, Tang Tian and Li Jiuyang, as well as the indifference of Yan Longyue, hualiuying, daoren, etc.

"You don't throw it, I'll do it!"

When the water mist shakes and prepares to throw Jiang Xiu's body down to the Tiandi tomb, he is stopped by Ji daozong, "what do you want to do?"

"Throw the river down, of course."

"You killed our patriarch, and now you want to destroy the corpse?"

The water mist shakes, the face changes greatly.

"You want to rebel?"

Yan Longyue interposed: "the water mist shakes, you openly killed the tianxingzong patriarch, they are subordinates, how can you profane their patriarch's body again, it is me, but also vow not to follow."

"You..." Water mist shake no longer can calm down, even Flower Shadow flow, corpse God Taoist eyes are also abnormal indifference.

"Let's all get out of my way. Otherwise, don't blame me for my ruthlessness."

Jiang Xituo sneered: "water mist shakes, can you deal with so many fairies here with one sword? I advise you not to put your life in vain. "

The crowd dispersed and surrounded the fog.

"You, you..." The water mist shook his eyes and flashed with rage: "a group of despicable villains, my Lord, even if you die, you have to make an account of brother Jiang."

Boom!

Jiang Xiu's mind turned white.

The memory is broken. Jiang Xiu wakes up from the memory and trembles all over. Finally, he knows that he roars with anger, endlessly suppresses and bends, endlessly angry, and a group of treacherous villains.

"I will get it back."

"Certainly!"

His eyes were red, his face was full of blood, and his memory was intermittent. He saw the water mist shaking under the siege of many fairies. He was black and blue and struggling hard. But his fists and four hands were hard to beat. Like a wild animal in a cage, he struggled and exhausted his last bit of magic power. Finally, he collapsed crazy. Looking at Jiang Xiu's body, he collapsed madly.

"Brother Jiang..."

He fell to the ground and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Xiu. Gradually everything became blurred.

"Water mist..."

Jiang Xiu understood the feeling of water mist shaking and his collapse. He killed people, but in the end, he had nothing to do. He watched Jiang Xiuzhen die. Anyone else would have collapsed. If he was not crazy, he would have committed suicide.

At this moment, Jiang Xiu felt heartache for his brother. Listening to the bustard, the water mist shake is still crazy. He refused to come up to Tiandi mountain after being pulled to death. Here, he left too painful experience.

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