His indifferent attitude made Han Jiangxue furious, full of anger, from the moment the Sword Immortal Pavilion disappeared, from the moment his master died, his heart towards the Eastern Court to the Heavenly Realm and the Eastern Court Emperor, his heart was like darkness, uncontrollable anger, he looked at the Eastern Court Emperor in disbelief, and said, "So many lives, those who died, don't you feel the slightest feeling?"

Dongting Emperor frowned, he began to feel that the young man in front of him was very annoying, what did his relationship with his master have to do with him, dead is dead, what does he need to feel

"Do you think that all immortals should be merciful, so no matter what, you can come to the gods as a matter of course, and blame all the misfortunes on the gods, who stipulates that the gods must be responsible for your lives, you human beings, fragile and sensitive, greedy and hypocritical, selfish and narrow-minded, give all your hopes to the gods, and if you fail to get your wishes, you will be angry and angry." He said, looking at Han Jiangxue's contemptuous and sarcastic gaze, and said, "Just like you are now, angry and noisy. ”

When the words fell, he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, no matter whether his master died because of Dongting or not, in the eyes of the Emperor of Dongting, no one can be responsible for anyone's life, even if it is a god, he doesn't need to be responsible for other people's lives.

He was disgusted with human laziness and selfishness, and even though he was unwilling to try, he blamed all his sins on the gods.

He is the emperor of the Eastern Court, the god of heaven, the voice of prayer in the world, he has heard countless times, all the prayers, all the wishes, are so selfish, everyone longs for the best, but no one is willing to work hard, but instead gives all hope to the gods.

What the gods are is a glimmer of light in despair.

However, they take that kind of attachment and care as a matter of course.

In the palm of the Eastern Court Emperor's palm, a dazzling light condensed, looked at Han Jiangxue indifferently, and slapped it with one palm.

Han Jiangxue immediately raised her sword, turned over to dodge, and the Emperor of the Eastern Court said indifferently: "Don't die and struggle, I can let you die a happy death." ”

As he spoke, the white light between his fingers flowed, staring coldly at Han Jiangxue.

Han Jiangxue's eyes were red, and she said in a cold voice: "Answer me, is it you who killed my master?"

The Emperor of the Eastern Court sneered sarcastically and said, "I have killed countless people, your master, which one is it?"

"Damn" Han Jiangxue roared angrily, drew his sword and quickly struck towards the Emperor of the Eastern Garden, and the sword qi around his body rolled up violently, turning into a dragon, and quickly rolled towards the Emperor of the Eastern Garden.

The Emperor of the Eastern Court looked indifferently at the cold river snow that rushed over, and said, "I don't know what I can do. ”

A mortal, no matter how powerful he cultivates, is just a mortal, and it is simply beyond his power to challenge the power of the gods.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to fight him.

Facing Han Jiangxue who rushed over, Dongting Emperor did not move, allowing the sword in Han Jiangxue's hand to pass through his body fiercely, Han Jiangxue clenched his sword angrily, glaring at Dongting Emperor angrily, Dongting Emperor looked at him indifferently, there was no trace of blood in his body penetrated by the sword, he looked at Han Jiangxue, raised his hand, and his fingertips were condensed white light, aiming at Han Jiangxue's eyebrows, flicking his fingers.

I only heard a "poof" sound, and the light penetrated Han Jiangxue's head.

(Markor Literature-)