Zhang He fell from the sky again, but this time he fell from the sky and the last time he fell from the sky, because although Zhang He couldn't control the speed of the descent last time, he could also ensure that the posture of the descent was correct and his feet hit the ground first, but this time, Zhang He fell from a height of thousands of meters in a perfect upside-down onion frame.

If you land on the ground like this, you will not be able to live.

Although Gonggong wanted to kill Zhang He and recover part of the interest on Zhang He for the shame imposed on him by the emperor Xiao'er, Gonggong didn't dare to really kill Zhang He, and even in order to get himself out of trouble as soon as possible, he had to try his best to help Zhang He, so when Zhang He was about to reach the ground, Gonggong immediately used his strong divine sense and imperial ability to quickly flip Zhang He over, making him fall on the ground again.

 ∫∽无∫∽error∫∽小∫∽ said,.qu◇led↙u.; Zhang He, who fell at high speed, was broken again, his internal organs were cracked, and after smashing out a big pit, he was buried by the mud.

Gonggong and Xingtian began to watch the play again, and Zhu Rong finally came back to his senses from his contemplation, "Xingtian, you better disperse your grievances and go to Changyang Mountain to retrieve your head." Zhu Rong's voice, full of helplessness and apology, sounded again.

The headless Xingtian, although it is impossible to have a facial expression of the divine horse, the resentment in the words is still so obvious, "Zhu Rong, Lao Tzu has his own opinions about Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu only asks you, if Lao Tzu has a life-and-death battle with the emperor Xiao'er, will you help Lao Tzu or help your master?" ”

Zhu Rong was silent.

Xingtian also knew the answer, but he still couldn't help but ask more, "Zhu Rong, Lao Tzu doesn't force you to help Lao Tzu, as long as you can remain neutral and don't help each other, Lao Tzu still recognizes you as a brother, how about it?" ”

Zhu Rong was silent again.

Xingtian was finally completely disappointed, and a thick resentment once again burst out of Xingtian's body, forming a bleak yin wind again, and once again forming a dense fog of resentment in the sky above the Phantom Abyss.

"Zhu Rong, from today onwards, you and I will break off our righteousness." Xingtian, who was angry, couldn't help but let out a beast-like roar, "He will be the first object that Lao Tzu wants to kill, Zhu Rong, Lao Tzu promises that the day when we work together to get out of trouble is the time when this kid's life and death disappear and his soul is scattered." With the roar of Xingtian, another bleak cold wind rose into the sky again, forming a thick layer of mist above the Phantom Abyss.

Zhu Rong was helpless.

From the perspective of brotherhood, it is true that he has failed Xingtian, but from the perspective of loyalty and righteousness, what he did is indeed right, but since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma.

Zhu Rong also wanted to talk about Shenma, but was stopped by Xingtian's angry words, "Before Lao Tzu has a murderous intention, take this kid out." ”

Zhu Rong in prison was full of sadness, but he knew very well that his former good brother Xingtian's temper was reckless and violent, and he would not care about the consequences at all when he was crazy. If he provoked him again, it was hard to say that this brute bull would really kill Zhang He recklessly.

Zhu Rong didn't say anything more, and then grabbed him unconscious, except for the head that was still intact, there was no place where Zhang He was not like a tattered one, and he rushed out of the phantom abyss like lightning.

Zhu Rong left, and Xingtian's resentment finally dropped a little, "Gonggong, what is the purpose of your visit?" ”

"Find someone." Gonggong couldn't help but be very depressed and said, "Xingtian, do you think Lao Tzu is really a fucking wretch, and he actually wants to help the emperor's heir." ”

"It's really a scumbag." Xingtian said without hesitation, "If Lao Tzu is imprisoned, Lao Tzu would rather die." ”

"Lao Tzu also thought about it." A thick killing intent suddenly burst out on the Taiji Yin and Yang diagram, and Gonggong said in a cold voice, "However, the emperor is not dead, and Lao Tzu is dead." ”

"How are you doing?"

"Where's Chi You?"

"I don't know."

"A hundred years later, if you find Chiyou, you and I, Chiyou join forces, Lao Tzu will not believe it, and you will not be able to kill the emperor." Co-workers gritted their teeth and said.

"Definitely." Xing Tian shook his head, no, it should be said that he shook his shoulders and said, "If it weren't for you and me joining forces with Chi You, it would be a share of this kid." As he spoke, Xing Tian suddenly raised his heavy qi, as if he had swiped it casually, but with the stroke of his heavy qi, a legendary spatial crack suddenly appeared in front of Gonggong's eyes like a beast's open bloody mouth.

"This kid, the resentment is deep, Lao Tzu has put him in the eyes of the resentful spirit array to temper it, over time, this kid will definitely be one of the best helpers for us."

"It's a pity that the cultivation is too low." Seeing you, me, and his co-workers in the spatial crack, he couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"Definitely." Xing Tian said proudly, "Gonggong, have you forgotten Lao Tzu's head?" ”

Without waiting for the co-worker to speak, Xingtian immediately said proudly again, "Lao Tzu has been practicing hard for five thousand years, how can he not make any achievements at all, through the tempering of the resentment spirit array, this kid will definitely be angry, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will take resentment as the guide, take resentment as the mediator, and replace the head on this kid's neck with Lao Tzu's head, so that Lao Tzu can temper the strongest doppelganger in history, why worry about the realm is not enough?" ”

Gonggong was stunned for a moment, but then he let out a burst of wild laughter, "Hahaha, good, good, good for you, worthy of Lao Tzu's anger for you, good, good one to take resentment as the guide, resentment as the mediator, Xingtian, this spell you created yourself, has it ever been named?" ”

"How about the Yellow Clone Technique?"

"Good, good, good." Gonggong couldn't help but roar loudly, "Emperor Xiao'er, you can hear me, cut Huang, we are vowing to take the head of Erxiang." ”

Xingtian also involuntarily burst into a thick resentment again, but the resentment was mixed with a burst of tragic domineering and killing intent, "Emperor Xiao'er, after a hundred years, you and I will fight again, do you dare?" Xing Tian raised the weight in his hand, looked at the sky from afar, and roared loudly, "Do you dare? ”

The roar shook the sky, the resentment rushed into the sky, the domineering sky, and the killing intent tore the sky, and with the roar of Xingtian, as the resentment, domineering and killing intent rolled and spread, the battle around the phantom abyss became more tragic immediately.

After roaring, Xingtian finally fell silent, and so did the co-workers.

After a long time, Xingtian finally spoke again, "Gonggong, it's a pity that for five thousand years, only you have not done the slightest. ”

"Wrong." The co-worker retorted without hesitation, "Xingtian, Lao Tzu has been humiliated for 5,000 years, how can he dare to forget this humiliation? You might as well sue you, although Lao Tzu's realm has regressed by a small level, but Lao Tzu's strength has not weakened in the slightest, you have the Huang doppelganger technique, Lao Tzu also created a desolate technique, Xingtian, you wait, when Lao Tzu gets out of trouble, Lao Tzu will let you understand the power of Lao Tzu's desolation technique. ”

"A glance at the barren technique, okay, Lao Tzu waits." Xing Tiansheng said like thunder, "Lao Tzu will wait for you for a hundred years." ”

"Okay, after a hundred years, we will meet again, Xingtian, and Lao Tzu will go." Without waiting for Xingtian to answer, the yin side of the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram immediately turned into a shock, and disappeared outside the phantom abyss in the blink of an eye, but before leaving, Gonggong couldn't help but take another look at you, me and him who were lying in the spatial crack like a dead person, and the resentment around him was as thick as a cream.

Slash the yellow clone! Gonggong remembered Xingtian's self-created spell, and Xingtian of course also remembered Gonggong's one-eyed desolation technique.

The Phantom Abyss finally regained its calm, but the hearts of Gonggong and Xingtian involuntarily became hot, and a hundred years later, there would be another battle.

……

In the clouds, Zhang He's broken body finally began to self-assemble again, but this time the speed of self-assembly was obviously not as good as the last time, and the organs that were assembled again did not have the slightest tendency to become more perfect.

Looking at Zhang He, who has almost recovered about five percent, but the perfection of his body organs has not changed in the slightest, Gonggong is no longer so envious, it seems that although this body of emptiness and tolerance is perverted, it always has a degree, just take this kid as an example, his body cannot become infinitely more perfect.

If it is placed in the eyes of an ordinary person, Zhang He's recovery speed is undoubtedly extremely terrifying, but in the eyes of the ancient god Gonggong, Zhang He's recovery speed is indeed too slow, but the most important thing for Gonggong is time, because he still has to stay in this damn Yin Yang Taiji Diagram for hundreds of years.

In the clouds, Gonggong and Zhu Rong were suspended side by side like a good base and friends, waiting for Zhang He's recovery.

ps: I arrived home on a business trip, and the chapter was uploaded a little late, please forgive me.

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