"Yang Jian, say goodbye!"

The soft words, the trademark frivolous tone, suppressed the sounds of shouting and fighting around them, and even the movement of the unanimous rolling army in the distance.

Entering the ears of Erlang God, Erlang God's eyes widened, and his eyebrows opened with it, looking around at the people who remained in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Three Virgins, Agarwood, Meishan Brothers, Nezha, Sun Wukong, Yuding Zhenren, Four Princesses, Xiaoyu!

Finally, it is the shadow that has been haunted by dreams for thousands of years and has never been forgotten!

Everyone he couldn't forget was almost all in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and he was unleashing a hateful gaze at him.

Being able to see them, God is not too unfair to him after all, but it's a pity that he couldn't see his mother and eighth sister, inch heart, and roaring dog!

There is a hint of unfathomable regret in my heart!

Boom!

The mana that was gently poured into Yang Jian's body suddenly became violent, like a collapsing torrent and a tsunami coming from the mountains and seas.

At the time of inadmissibility, during this period of time, Ming Xiaoyang, who has been maintaining the life of Erlang God, has changed into his impermanence.

The meridians, bones, and even primordial spirits that had just healed could not withstand such violent power.

Poof!

Blood was like a fountain, bursting out from the pores around Yang Jian's body, staining his clothes red.

Rumble!

In the end, Erlang's slender body flashed with dazzling blood, turned into pieces, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ming Xiaoyang, you!"

"What are you doing?"

"What a ruthless adversary!"

…………

Sun Wukong and others, who besieged Ming Xiaoyang, and the Jade Emperor Queen Mother, who watched the battle, could never have imagined that Ming Xiaoyang, who was still desperately defending Yang Jian's safety, would actually kill Erlang God.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Witnessing the first god of war in the heavenly court, the god of justice who has been in power for three hundred years, Yang Jian, the true monarch of Erlang, was scattered in front of their eyes.

"No!" Yuding Zhenren, who had been standing on one side and staying out of the matter, witnessed his most proud apprentice die in front of him, screaming and tears in his eyes.

Nezha paused, clenched the fire-tipped spear in his hand, and had mixed feelings.

Why?

Why did this despicable villain really die in front of me, but I was not as happy as I thought I was!

Sun Wukong, who had been defeated by Yang Jian three times, looked sluggish, and a pair of fiery eyes kept blinking, as if he doubted his eyes.

Known for being cold and lonely, the fairy Chang'e of Guanghan Palace, who has not spoken a word to Erlang God and despised him for three hundred years, subconsciously held the jade hand of the three virgins beside her.

"Kill!"

At the next moment when Ming Xiaoyang shot to kill Erlang God, a terrifying murderous aura came from outside the hall, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals poured into the hall.

Whoa!

The sound of flowing clouds sounded, and 400,000 heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals gathered and surrounded Ming Xiaoyang from all directions.

The mighty soldiers and horses spread out. If it weren't for the fact that the Lingxiao Treasure Hall had collapsed under the previous melee, most of it would have collapsed.

Then these 400,000 troops squeezed into it, even if they cast the spell of Sumeru Na Mustard, they couldn't bear it.

"Goodbye, my confidant, friend and foe!" Surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, the dense murderous aura rushed to his face, Ming Xiaoyang turned a deaf ear, and slowly raised his left hand to kill Erlang God.

In the palm of his hand, the blood has not completely dripped yet, and there are still a few drops left.

The indescribable strangeness, excitement, sadness, pain, and relief are all intertwined, making it impossible to figure out how he is feeling now.

"Why did you kill him?" The dense soldiers and horses separated, and a delicate figure came to Ming Xiaoyang step by step, and asked with a trace of pain that he hadn't noticed.

"No why?" Ming Xiaoyang moved his palms to avoid the other party's sharp gaze, "The matter has come to this, there is no choice." ”

"First, if I continue to be entangled like this, not only will I not be able to save Yang Jian, but even I will have to catch it myself; Second, Yang Jian's injuries were too serious, once the healing was interrupted, there was no hope of healing his injuries, and the primordial spirit, bones, and meridians were shattered, which was just one more breath than the dead. Let the proud Erlang God live like that, it's really better to kill him with one palm! ”

After speaking, Ming Xiaoyang's sharp eyes swept over the people around him and asked with his eyes.

What kind of existence is Erlang God Yang Jian?

In the past, he had the Three Realms in his heart, purified all sentient beings, and was proud and wanton, and he could be called a great hero who stood up to the sky.

Now, he is despicable and shameless, betrays his brothers, does all the bad things, and becomes a scum villain with a lust for power!

But no matter how he changes, there is one thing that has not changed, and that is - pride!

As the first god of war in the heavenly court, Yang Jian has maintained his pride from beginning to end, and he is by no means a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Let him fall into a fate that is worse than death, and it is really better to kill him with one palm!

can have a friend who knows him so well, Yang Jian can be regarded as unjust!

"Ugh." The complicated expression on Ming Xiaoyang's face converged, and he turned into the frivolous man in white again, and suddenly sighed.

"Guys, are you ready?"

"What do you mean?" Standing in front of Ming Xiaoyang's eyes was none other than his other disciple, Xiaoyu.

The memory was sealed, and only the love for agarwood was left in his heart, Xiaoyu asked strangely when she heard Ming Xiaoyang say this.

"Let's do the math." Ming Xiaoyang put Fang Tian's halberd in his arms, and counted with his fingers, "The Xiaoyao Palace was destroyed, this is the first account; Guan Jiangkou siege is the second account; trapped me in the Mountains and Rivers Society, and it was the third account; The siege of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall is the fourth account; forced me to kill my only confidant, and the fifth account was settled! ”

"Do you have any last words, you might as well say them, I will definitely be satisfied!"

While speaking, Ming Xiaoyang regarded the 400,000 army of Heavenly Court, as well as Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King and others, as nothing.

A warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but in the eyes of everyone present, they all shuddered.

"Ming Xiaoyang, don't be too happy!" The Bull Demon King snatched his mountain-opening axe from the hands of the giant spirit god, temporarily replaced him, and stepped forward with his son, "Who will win or lose, or the number of unknowns!" ”

"Let's go up together and kill this demon!"

"Do it!"

Agarwood drank heavily, opened the heavenly god axe, and cut down on his own teacher.

At this point, a vigorous battle has completely kicked off!

Ming Xiaoyang hung his trademark frivolity, as if he didn't care about anything, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bloodlust, and he took the initiative to rush into the crowd.

The bloodthirsty Fang Tian painted a halberd, I don't know how many lives he would kill!

………………

Oh!

In the world, on the mountain of the end of the south.

After Yao Ji, Eighth Sister, and Howling Sky Dog were sent away by Ming Xiaoyang, they came here and waited for the end of everything.

The hearts of the two girls and the dog were pressed against a huge stone, which was extremely heavy, and the uneasiness in their hearts was increasing every moment.

I don't know how long it has been, the roaring dog has tears in its eyes, and it looks up to the sky and lets out a cry of sorrow, which spreads throughout the mountain col and startles countless birds!

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