"Fat... Mahari Shura stretched out his hand and touched Shefat's tear-stained face.

"Do not leave me, King... Shezhi hugged Mahari Shura tightly and wept bitterly.

"Fat... You don't have to be sad ... Today I die in battle ... It can be regarded as ... I sacrificed my life for the Shura world... Sanskrit... The sins of Brahma's brother ... We are also redeemed ... You have to take good care of it ... Taking care of our children ... Brahma and Celestial Fat... ”

After saying this, Maharashura closed his eyes with a smile.

"King!" Shefat let out a heart-rending scream.

"Sister Shefat. Red Lotus couldn't help crying, Maha Shura also grew up with her since she was a child, and now she died on the battlefield, and Seriel Red Lotus was also sad for him.

"Red Lotus. She Zhi turned her head to look at the red lotus of Selie, and suddenly said, "Help me take care of Fan Luo and Tianzhi." ”

"Sister Shefat! Seriel Red Lotus was shocked.

Zizaitian and the others were also shocked and shouted: "Queen Shefat, don't commit suicide!"

"Poof!" Shezhi had already touched the jade neck with the Shura Dao, drawing a bloody mark, and then collapsed on the corpse of Mahari Shura, stretched out his hand to hug Mahari Shura, and said with a smile: "King, how can Fat'er let you go alone, under the Yellow Spring, you and I will also be together, and we will never be separated." ”

"Sister Shefat... Honglian looked at the corpses of the Maha Shura couple and wept into tears.

"You bastard, I want to avenge King Shura!" Night Motian was grieved and angry, and raised his gun to stab at the pharmacist.

"Pharmacist, you kill the kings of my eight tribes, and this heavenly king and you will not die!" Zizaitian was also very sad, and he didn't care so much, so he rushed towards the pharmacist.

"Don't be impulsive!" Yang Jian was in a hurry, and it was too late to stop the two.

"The mystery of the Heavenly Gong at ease, he transforms the non-transformation, the law of freedom, the sea of blood is addicted, and the dead body is killed!" A giant Heavenly King appeared behind Zi Zi Tian, covered in golden light, holding a huge three-halberd sword in his hand, and slammed towards the medicine master.

"The mystery of the dark night Xuantian Gong, the starry sky in the dark night, there is no trace of the hour, the evil ember Shura, the blood evil fills the sun!" With a shake of the Night Sky Shattering Star Spear, it drew an arc in the air, and all the starlight in the endless starry sky behind him converged together, turning into a round of blood-colored sun.

The only two remaining Heavenly Monarchs of the Heavenly Masses made a move, and the power was earth-shattering, but unfortunately, in front of the pharmacist, it was still so worthless.

"Glazed lotus flowers, destroy all laws. ”

The medicine man pointed out lightly, and directly destroyed the Blood Sun and the Heavenly King.

"Dreadnought!" The medicine man flipped his left hand, took out the dreadnought seal, and threw it towards the nearest night skyscraper in the air.

"Fourth brother, be careful!"

Seeing that the dreadnought seal was about to smash into the night Motian, Zizaitian flew with all his mana and knocked the night Motian away, but this night Motian dodged the dreadnought mark, but Zizaitian was hit hard in the back, and fell directly from the air.

"Third brother!" Ye Motian screamed sadly, and hurriedly caught Zi Zaitian, the spine on the back of Zi Zaitian was broken, and his body was as paralyzed as a boneless snake.

"Third brother, cheer up, now there are only two of us left in the heavens, the eldest brother, the second brother, the fifth brother, the sixth brother, and the seventh brother, they are all gone, and I only have one of your relatives left, you can't die!" The always strong night Motian couldn't help crying.

"Fourth brother... Freedom was dying and said, "This is all retribution... We betrayed our master in the first place... Deserve it ... Such an end ... Now before I die ... Do your part for the Shura world... I'm also ... Died a well-deserved death ... From now on ... You are the God of the Eight Tribes ... The future of Tenryu Babu... I'll leave it to you!"

After saying this, Zi Zaitian's hand hung down weakly, the three generations of the gods of the eight tribes, the military emperor of the Shura realm has also fallen, he can repent and leave the Buddha realm and return to Shura, whether it is the Styx or his righteous brother Bo Xun Quanxia Youzhi, he will definitely be proud of him.

"Third brother!" Ye Motian looked up to the sky with grief and indignation: "Pharmacist, this Tianjun has fought with you!"

"Night Motianjun, don't be impulsive!" The secret trail rushed over and pulled the night skyscraper back.

"Secret traces, you dare to stop this Tianjun from avenging your brother!" Night Motian said angrily.

"Your subordinates don't dare, but Heavenly Monarch, don't you even meet the last wish of the Heavenly King, do you have to let the last hope of the Heavenly Beings be extinguished?" Secret traces look at the night skyscraper.

Ye Motian calmed down and didn't have the impulse to step forward, but Ye Motian was unwilling: "Isn't the third brother's revenge avenged?"

"The revenge of the King of Freedom, I will take revenge!" Yang Jian held the double sword of the willing disciple and stepped forward angrily.

"Erlang Zhenjun, you... ”

"Ye Motian, although you have not returned to my Shura Realm for a short time, but since you have returned, you are the people of my Shura Realm, today Mo Ji Shura and the Freedom Heavenly King sacrificed their lives for my Netherworld Blood River Sect, if I don't avenge them, what face will I have to see the Styx Master after Yang Jian's death!"

"Brother-in-law, I also want to avenge Brother Shuluo and the King of Freedom!" The red lotus of Selie was also grieved and indignant.

"Father, I'm here to help you!" Emperor Yang Qing also swung his three tips and two blades to kill.

"Alas, I am also a person from the Shura realm, although I am not familiar with them in the free heaven, but I can't pick them out. Wang Yiyang said, and the short knife in his hand covered the sky with a layer of black light.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yiyang, don't be impulsive, let's go together!" Seeing Yang Jian's father and son and Wang Yiyang rushing to the pharmacist without saying a word, the Bull Demon King and the others were in a hurry.