-Oh,no. If the real devil respected him, he wouldn’t be so alone.
Jing Ye said, "Take him!"
Fairy officials instantly threw out all kinds of magic weapons to attack the symbols.
Fairyland is upset about suppressing the inferno and jumping back. Just get up and clap your hands at JingYe.
"You want me to kill him?"
When the eyes are crossed, the false heart sounds are asked.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about"
Killing Jing Ye forced Chang Ya Xian Zun to live in this world.
It suddenly occurred to me that Zong Yue in front of the temple said this sentence and roughly guessed what he would face next.
Sure enough, he slapped the magnificent ice blue aura from Jing Ye’s body, generate, and turned the virtual palm into a heavy blow to his chest.
"It’s Changya Xianzun!"
"Aya Xian Zun made a shot!"
Tai Xian Guan cheered and felt that the broken liver and gallbladder and dirty fragments would be spit out from his throat.
Well, Rao, he’s not dead yet
"What are you still doing?"
In a trance, I heard a familiar cold girl
He looked in the direction of Zong Yue, smiled, fought and looked back, and then retreated outside the temple. When he fled, a long arrow roared and penetrated his chest from behind.
Good archery, accurate shooting at such a distance.
He bowed his head and saw that long arrow penetrate his heart, even if the demon respected him, born to die.
I don’t know who taught such a good archery.
At the last moment before this body closes its eyes, it is vaguely thought that it is wrong again.
He can actually escape and ask him to leave this body, so he should be able to find a new body soon.
But he was so tired that he didn’t want to run away. In fact, he didn’t want to be reborn because of fate.
Just as he closed his eyes, scenes flashed before his eyes like pictures.
He suddenly opened his eyes again.
Black fog escaped from the magic statue and fled to the starry night
And the ruined body fell from half to the ground.
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"Chang ya xian Zun! Changya Xianzun defeated the Magic Zun in this world! "
Fairy officials rushed to the demon statue who couldn’t afford to fall on the ground. Only Zong Yue stayed where she was, holding her abdomen and bleeding constantly. Jing Ye told the maid to ask the healing officer to stare at the demon outside the temple and respect the dead body.
Is it worth it to get rid of all the mana left by the immortal statue in the immortal order?
Zong Yue thought it was worth it.
She doesn’t like to absorb other people’s mana, which makes her unreal. At the beginning, the power of the goddess of harvest was now, and so is the power of the goddess of elegance.
Therefore, the divine power of her harvest goddess recasts a "self", while the spiritual power of Chang Ya Xian Zun comes to set up a game to seriously injure the demon and respect the delusion.
I’m dead. Jing Ye can die, too.
And all this is due to Wen Han.
Her eyes fell on the front of Jing Ye, and a moment later, she held out her hand and followed her spiritual force like spider silk, and the residual soul of Wen Han’s body gathered at her fingertips like starlight.
"Go to reincarnation," she murmured softly.
Influenced by her boundary setting, she lowered the fairy’s roots and didn’t find her moving.
Zong Yue stared at the fact that he was reincarnated by his aura. The more powerful he was, the more difficult it was for the monk to reincarnate. Even more, Wen Han vowed that the ghosts would be scattered and reunited.
But it is this that makes Zong Yue have the ability to send his residual soul back to life.
Maybe ten years later, maybe a hundred years later, this remnant soul will give birth to a new and complete soul and re-emerge from the mother’s palace.
But no one is sure whether that man is Wen Han or a newcomer.
The only thing that can be sure is that this guy who saw the inferno in the ceremony of honoring the Xianjun is desperate, and maybe someone will talk about it after thousands of years.
I want nothing more than to be remembered in history. Zong Yue suddenly remembered Wen Han’s perseverance when he said this.
The so-called gentleman can’t be immortal and should be immortal. Is it appropriate for future generations to remember to abandon senior officials and lives?
After a moment’s meditation, Zong Yue smiled at his fans.
What she did was different from Wen Han?
Wen Han’s quest for a place in history will cost him his life.
And she asked the king of God to destroy the world at all costs.
She and Wen Han are actually the same kind of people.
Wen Han’s desire has come true, but she’s still halfway there.
But it should be soon. After all, the goddess of creation has fallen into her hands.
The next step is to rob the goddess of her magic and kill her back to the gods.
Zong Yue eyes light sink sink to be her half lifted JingYe.
"Are you all right, Temple?" She asked slightly bowed their heads and cut
Jing Ye looked up and the fairy officer was treating his eyes for him. However, the hole was controlled in Zong Yue. "Go and ask … go and ask my aunt to come over."
Zong Yue ordered the Xianshi beside him, "Don’t go and invite Empress Hua Chuo."
Hua Chuo’s Empress arrived in a hurry to see Jing Ye’s half-dead appearance.
She suddenly burst into tears and gently brushed Jing Ye’s jaw and said, "My nephew, who hurt you like this?"
Zong Yue look on coldly and feel ridiculous. She doesn’t believe that Hua Chuo Emperor Ji hasn’t heard a word from Xianshi all the way here.
At this time, I am heartbroken and I don’t know how much truth I have.
Jing Ye has long been surrounded by several confidants who heard Hua Chuo’s voice. He closed his eyes and said, "Aunt, I’m going to die."
Empress Hua Chuo sobbed to stop talking nonsense.
Jing Ye: "The only thing I can’t let go after my death is the glory of our Xuan Feng clan."