"Chenyang, obediently hand over the Pangu Divine Sense, and Lao Tzu will give you a whole corpse. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Devil, three hundred years ago, I killed my whole family and my race, and from that day on, I can't wait to pull your skin and pull your tendons!

"Chenyang, today our demons work together to eradicate you, the demon with a human face and beast heart, Taiji Prefecture has already been laid by us, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, don't want to escape!"

"Scum, as a Divine Sect, you actually killed the people in our demon world for your own selfish desires, and the soul dementor made them never reborn, the crimes are monstrous, and today we are united to take revenge, and those who know each other will be arrested quickly!"

……

Chenyang was dressed in a tattered ink robe, his hair was scattered, and he looked around.

The wind blew from the sea level, the ink robe flew, and the fishy wind suddenly dispersed.

The ink-colored robe could not see the blood, but it did not mean that there was none, but after standing for a while, a pool of blood had accumulated under Chenyang's feet.

Surrounded by a group of enemies, and it coincided with the time when he was at his weakest level of ascension, the overall situation had been decided, and there was no way to survive at this moment.

Chenyang looked ahead indifferently, even though he had a good insight into the situation, but at this moment he didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, only those eyes like deep springs exuded a faint coldness, just like the cold moon rising on the sea.

The moon tonight is beautiful and bright, like the one seen on Mount Taiji many years ago.

No one pays attention to the moon tonight, except Chenyang himself.

The demons of the underworld besieging Chenyang were all tightly focused on Chenyang, either roaring, sneering, vigilant, or covering their wounds in fear.

They didn't make a move, they were all afraid of Chenyang's final counterattack.

After a few hours of tense confrontation, a faint red glow suddenly appeared in the gray east, red like blood, and in the blink of an eye, the entire cloud was ignited, mixed with brilliant gold, just like the sunset before sunset.

Chenyang, who was standing quietly, had some expression on his indifferent face, and straightened his waist.

The demons were in a commotion, and they all retreated in unison.

At this moment, the stone under the feet of the morning sun has been dyed dark red, and the excess blood water flows outward along the literature and theory of the rock, because of excessive blood loss, his face appears even paler, and the coldness in his eyes slowly fades, appearing more deep.

In the distance, stratus clouds rolled in huge waves.

Chenyang's gaze dimmed a lot, and his mind recalled all the past.

He was originally a sycamore tree in Taiji Prefecture, because of a coincidence in Pangu when he was seated, he obtained the Pangu divine sense, and since then he has embarked on the road of cultivation, wandering for more than 300 years, wandering in the red dust for more than 200 years, and crisscrossing the immortal world for more than 700 years, and the 10,000 years have passed in a hurry.

However, what made him happiest was the short 150 years in Taijizhou.

Memories that have not been touched for tens of thousands of years are now alive and vivid, vividly spreading out the years of one hundred and fifty years in front of his eyes, and the face that was blurred in his heart is now gradually becoming clear.

"After all, it's still one step away. At the same time that face was clear, Chenyang sighed melancholy in his heart.

However, I sighed, but I didn't regret it.

From the moment he decided to use the forbidden technique to resurrect Qingmang, he was mentally prepared for today's ending.

Changing his life against the sky, taking away the soul and reinminding the soul, the so-called forbidden art is nothing more than that, now even if he wants to die and suffer the curse of God, but he will not regret it after all, if he comes back to life, he will still choose this path.

"If God really wants me to die today without a place to be buried, even in the next life, I must change my life against the sky and resurrect Qingmang!

"What are you laughing at?"

"Formation, this scum wants to fight back. ”

"Keep him alive and let him hand over the Pangu Divine Sense!"

The demons gradually approached, and at the same time, the sea of clouds on the horizon surged, the hurricane suddenly rose, and dozens of heavenly fires fell on Chenyang's head with a bang, and exploded in Taijizhou.

The barrier closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, isolating all wails from the outside world.

Outside the fairy barrier, a few seagulls soared arbitrarily on the calm sea, and they didn't see a tragic massacre not far away.

***

In the golden autumn of October, the sun will not rise, and it will hang hazy in the sky.

The wind, howling through the valley, broke free from the trees, laughed wildly and ran towards the city of Marcel, and the wind swept through the long streets of the city of Marcel and slammed against the huge bell hanging in the center of the city.

Clang!!!

The bell thundered over the silent city of Marcel, and people came out of the house in twos and threes, and slowly, the number of people in the street gradually increased, and finally, the shouts of the vendors echoed in every corner of the city.

In the center of the city of Marcel is a magnificent mansion, long before the bell rings, the sound of luck of young boys and girls when they exert their strength begins to be heard in the mansion, and as the bell rings, this sound is higher and brighter.

In the center of the mansion is a towering attic, the attic is completely black and solemn, and at this moment, a morning meeting is held in it.

"There is still half a month for the family to be assessed once a year, and the shortlisted candidates for this assessment will enter the seminary for in-depth study, but in order to ensure the fairness of this assessment, we will strengthen prevention and supervision, and once found, we will expel the soul warrior's origin, I hope you will convey this concept." Lichuan Xiu sat in the center of the hall, his gaze sweeping over the elders, the rulers, and the stewards of the various courtyards sitting around him.

Even though he was facing an old man with mottled white hair and approaching old age, under his calm gaze, the elders around him all lowered their heads.

"I hope you all know that the annual assessment of leaving home is to inject fresh blood into leaving home and cultivate rising stars, and the results of the assessment are related to the fate of leaving home in the temple in the future, and I don't want to see cheating again. Shuhei Lichuan continued calmly, his gaze sternly brushing the faces of everyone present.

No one dared to speak, the entire hall was extremely solemn, and even some breathing sounds disappeared without a trace after Lichuan Xiu said such words.

Everyone knows that although Lijia is still in the ascending stage, and his status in the temple is like gold, there has always been a thorn in Lichuan Xiu's heart.

That is, because of a person's cheating, he once lost a genius forever from home.

If it weren't for the destruction of Chenyang's spiritual roots, he would already be the youngest Contra fighter who left home at this moment, and the power of leaving home would be like a tiger.

Lichuan Xiu was shocked in his heart, but for the sake of the family, he had to give up some things and arrange him to work as a handyman on the periphery, which may be his greatest love for him as a grandfather.

"Okay, do you have anything else to report?" Lichuan Xiu took a breath, the fierceness in his eyes eased a lot, and he asked slowly.