When a person knows too much about something, it will not bring any good, but will bring him death. For Elder Yuan, he has only one choice now - take all his secrets with him and rest in eternal peace from now on.

Elder Yuan knew the Ancient Saint King very well, and when he saw him gradually gathering spiritual energy in his hands, he also slowly closed his weak eyes. He knew that everything was over, and there could be no way for him to live in front of this man.

"Lao Yuan, when you get to that world, help me say hello to the others."

The Ancient Saint King smiled sarcastically, and then mercilessly stabbed his scarlet claw into his left chest.

But at this moment, the Ancient Saint King was suddenly stunned, and after feeling a strange aura, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his claws to take precautions, but it was already too late.

A sharp dagger stabbed him in the back. This short blade is not an ordinary short blade, it is engraved with special runes, and it is flashing faintly.

The Ancient Saint King looked down at his stomach in a daze, and saw the piercing blade. And after seeing this scene, Elder Yuan was also completely stunned, and he didn't expect that the Ancient Saint King would be attacked by someone.

And when he saw the figure behind the Ancient Saint King, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide in shock.

It's Qian Zhijie. He was clenching the short sword in his hand at the moment, and almost no part of his body was intact, and hot and bright red blood was gushing everywhere.

Qian Zhijie withstood the explosion of the light balls that were lurking around all the Immortal Saint Kings, and risked his life to lurk behind the Immortal Saint Kings, inserting the short sword with special effects into his body.

But it is obvious that the serious injury that Qian Zhijie has suffered now has made him unable to return to the sky.

"Zhijie ......" Elder Yuan saw that Qian Zhijie was covered in blood, and the pupils in his eyes had begun to dilate, and a thick grief appeared in his cloudy eyes. This child traded his life for a small opportunity.

"You dare to hurt me?"

The Ancient Saint King turned around and saw Qian Zhijie who had hurt him, and said in disbelief. Immediately, he glanced down at the dagger in his lower abdomen, and when he looked up again, he could still feel the monstrous anger even though he was wearing a mask.

With an earth-shattering roar, the two huge claws of the Ancient Saint King waved wildly on Qian Zhijie's body, and the latter had no strength to resist, and between the lightning and fire, the front of the Ancient Saint King burst into a cloud of blood mist, and Qian Zhijie's body ceased to exist, and was torn and shattered by the Ancient Saint King.

And the Ancient Saint King, who had fallen into madness, couldn't help but forget the existence of Elder Yuan. And this is also the price that made him suffer a terrible price again.

But he really couldn't blame the Ancient Saint King, because so far, he had never been attacked from behind, and this was the first time he had encountered it in decades. Moreover, he was actually injured by a small minion whose level was far lower than his.

For the Ancient Saint King, this was almost a naked trampling on his noble self-esteem. But this time, the Ancient Saint King must pay the price for his pride.

Elder Yuan took advantage of the Immortal Ancient Saint King's attention to divert his attention, and immediately turned his grief into strength, squeezed out the last trace of strength in his body, let out a roar of grief and indignation, and slammed his palm on the back of the Immortal Ancient Saint King.

And after receiving Elder Yuan's desperate palm, the Ancient Saint King couldn't help but snort in pain, and from under that mask, a stream of jet-black blood slowly flowed out.

"Old thing! You give me death!! ”

The Immortal Ancient Saint King shouted angrily, turned around and was about to rush towards the Yuan Elder who was powerless to fall, but halfway through the rush, the Immortal Ancient Saint King stopped his actions, and immediately gritted his teeth and stared at a point in the void, and after hesitating for a while, he shouted angrily, turned around and chose to flee quickly.

Not far away, the cadres of the Hades Witch Clan had already been wiped out by all the powerhouses of the major families, and after that, they also immediately rushed towards the side of the Apocalypse.

I'm afraid that the Immortal Saint King himself didn't expect such an accident to happen at the end of the day, but he immediately regained his composure.

Continuing to hunt down Elder Yuan would only put himself in a crisis, and now that he had achieved his goal, he had already obtained the secret technique and the remnant diagram.

Of course, on the other hand, the Ancient Saint King was not able to take Zhang Liangsheng away because of this accident. But considering the current situation, there is no room to think about such a thing.

After all, Zhang Liangsheng was not originally part of the goal of their plan.

Moreover, for the Immortal Ancient Saint King, as long as he was given some time to cultivate and recover from his current injured state, it would only be a matter of time before Zhang Liangsheng was captured back to the headquarters. After thinking of this, the Immortal Ancient Saint King's mood was also a little better than just now.

Flying at high speed in the air, the Ancient Saint King looked at the bloody short sword inserted in his abdomen, his eyes instantly became cold, and he immediately took a deep breath, pulled out the short sword fiercely, and pinched it with one hand.

This sword was no ordinary weapon, and the Ancient Saint King had already realized this problem when he was stabbed.

Although the Ancient Saint King was trying his best to recover at this moment, the aura in his body had been in a state of slow flow since he was desperately stabbed by Qian Zhijie. If it weren't for this reason, he wouldn't have given up revenge so easily and chose to leave.

Even if it was him, it would take a long time to recover from such a strange injury.

When the Immortal Ancient Saint King disappeared in front of everyone in an instant, everyone immediately gathered in front of the fallen Yuan Elder and surrounded him.

The aura on Elder Yuan's body was already extremely weak, and the powerhouses of the major families were all trying their best to heal Elder Yuan's injuries, but the Ancient Saint King had already injured Elder Yuan's dantian, and this was not an injury that could be healed.

Zhang Liangsheng also came to Elder Yuan's side now, looking at his weak appearance, his mind fell into a blank. He had just seen with his own eyes the scene of his good brother Qian Zhijie being directly crushed by the Ancient Saint King.

But everything happened so fast that Zhang Liangsheng felt like he was in a dream, and all this was so unreal.

However, seeing everyone anxiously surrounding Elder Yuan and constantly calling out his name, as he tried his best to save him, Zhang Liangsheng gradually clenched his fists.

Immediately, he looked at the place where the Ancient Saint King had disappeared, picked up a long sword from the ground, and silently walked in that direction.

Zhang Liangsheng didn't have any clear tactics in his mind, nor did he have the certainty of being able to defeat the Ancient Saint King.

However, Zhang Liangsheng knew very well that no matter what, even if he would die in the hands of the Ancient Saint King today, that only meant that his fate should be like this, and he must not let the Ancient Saint King escape.

This is for himself, for Elder Yuan, who is about to leave this world, and even more for his good brother, Qian Zhijie.

Memories of Qian Zhijie's past flashed in his mind one after another like a marquee.

Zhang Liangsheng felt that his eyes were hot, he bit his lip tightly, and the steps under his feet were getting bigger and bigger, and finally he ran frantically in the direction where the Ancient Saint King disappeared and chased after him.

The hot liquid blurred his vision, but Zhang Liangsheng was not affected in the slightest, his speed was only getting faster and faster.

Now that he is no longer able to use the aura, he knows very well that he may not be able to catch up with the Immortal Saint King at all, but Zhang Liangsheng knows that if he gives up his actions because of the current situation now, because he is no longer able to use the aura, he will not forgive himself in his life.

His good brother was killed like this in front of him, and countless people who stood up to maintain order and peace also died at the hands of that bastard, Zhang Liangsheng would never let that guy go easily.

Even if he wants to die, he will die in the crusade against him, and he will not shrink his head and become a turtle with a shrunken head.

And Zhang Liangsheng's figure naturally failed to escape the sight of some people, including Zi Ming and Zi Yan and others.

However, just as they wanted to follow, a woman dressed in black suddenly flashed in front of them and whispered, "I will protect him, you stay here, if you also go, it will only add to the senseless sacrifice." ”

Zi Yan and Zi Ming couldn't help but be stunned, but before they could say anything, the woman in black once again left only an afterimage and disappeared in front of everyone. And she is Elder Yuan's apprentice and his adopted daughter, Yue Yang'er.

For Yue Yang'er, although she knew better than anyone else that Elder Yuan would never blame her, because of this, after seeing Elder Yuan about to die, Yue Yang'er did not choose to stay with him to see him off for the last journey, but decided to set off to chase the Ancient Saint King.

Because Yue Yang'er knew very well that if it was Elder Yuan, his last wish would definitely be this—hoping that the Ancient Saint King could be sanctioned.

Life and death had no meaning at this moment, and there was only such an obsession left in her mind, which was the obligation of the Apocalypse, and also to protect the self-esteem of her master, who had conscientiously maintained the order of the funeral world for decades.

Zhang Liangsheng ran non-stop for more than an hour and then his physical strength gradually reached the limit, and after he had no aura to support, he didn't expect that he would be so fragile.

And this also made Zhang Liangsheng feel extremely unwilling, although he had reached the limit physically, Zhang Liangsheng still relied on his tenacious will to chase for another hour.

And just when Zhang Liangsheng fell to the ground weakly, gasping violently, a long-lost voice sounded in his head.

"Liangsheng, are you okay?"

After hearing this voice, Zhang Liangsheng couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately exclaimed: "Fairy? ”

The next moment Zhang Liangsheng shouted, in front of him, an illusory and beautiful shadow was gradually formed, but it was also faintly seen that the phantom condensed this time was much weaker than before.

The Tibetan Silver Fairy looked at Zhang Liangsheng, who was in a mess, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said, "Now that you have been hit by the sealing technique, you can't use the aura, and forcing yourself so hard will overwhelm your body." ”

Zhang Liang clenched his fists and shouted unwillingly: "But I can't let go of that guy who killed a thousand knives, no matter what the price is, I must let him pay for his life!" ”