Facing everyone, Du Zhankui, who looked like a young man, just stood with his hands in his hands, and looked directly at the people in front of him with deep eyes.

"For thousands of years, in the blink of an eye, the smoke and clouds in the world are changing, and only this hatred is endless. ”

The man said calmly.

There was a hint of melancholy and sigh in his voice.

Then his gaze skimmed over everyone one by one, and then he spoke,

"Ladies and gentlemen, can you tell me how I can let go of this hatred?"

His words fell, and it seemed that he was asking everyone, but all kinds of flames were burning violently, the flames were rolling, and the flames were rising, and all kinds of terrifying scenes were conjured up.

In these scenes, there are trembling old people kneeling on the ground begging for mercy and wailing, young children crying loudly, and many hideous and resentful faces roaring up to the sky!

Hate!

Hate!!

Hate!!!

For thousands of years, only this hatred is incomprehensible, this hatred is endless, and this hatred is not eliminated!

This person's voice was calm, but the more such a peaceful and deep voice fell on everyone's ears, it made people feel uncomfortable.

It seems that something incomparably terrifying sprouts in the heart, making people's souls can't help but throb.

Dangerous!

Looking at this handsome and handsome figure, everyone's hearts all rose with such thoughts.

For a while, in the face of this person's words, no one accosted him.

"Is there no one to answer my question?"

He sighed softly.

All around him, the sight was disillusioned.

The leader of the Ghost Riders, Kou Sui, had a cold gaze.

He held a bronze sword in his hand, the sword body reflecting the cold light trembled slightly, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and finally spoke,

"It's not a pity to die as a thief!"

Cold and crisp words came out of Kou Sui's mouth.

His words fell, and the various scenes of the phantom dust around the handsome figure of the rich god suddenly froze, and the originally peaceful expression on his face also froze, as if it had been frozen all of a sudden.

Then his gaze shifted and fell on Kou Xun's body, and said hatefully,

"Qin thief!"

When these two words were spoken, an incomparably terrifying and terrifying killing intent raged from this person's body.

The astonishing killing machine was pervasive, and the flames rising around it trembled, and in the sea of fire, there was a sense of silence.

However, as if he didn't see it, he actually walked out towards this person.

As he walked out, he said coldly,

"The territory of Great Qin, measured in millions of miles, and the people of Great Qin, counted in hundreds of millions of people! If you kill officials and rebel at every turn, is it really child's play to be the law of Great Qin?!"

"Humph!"

"You wait for the rebels and thieves, you are innocent of death!"

Kou Sui said this, in the sea of fire, where was the original peace in the expression of the young Du Zhankui, his face was completely distorted all of a sudden, and his eyes were full of hatred,

"Take the people of the world as dogs, kill them!"

His voice was full of hatred and murderous intent.

Then the raging flames burned, and the man reached out and grabbed it, and pulled out a large knife condensed from the flames from the sea of fire.

Grabbing the broadsword, he swirled towards the flames around him, and he slashed out.

This knife fell, and a vigorous sword light suddenly erupted!

The sword light is incomparable, and it has the momentum of cutting the sky and destroying the earth.

"You're all dead!"

The sword light was fierce, as if he wanted to kill Kou Sui and the people behind Kou Sui, as well as the ten-zhang golden body.

But in the face of this knife, a sneer appeared on Kou Sui's face.

With this sneer, he disappeared from the spot!

Then the raging sea of fire suddenly froze, and a cold wind blew, and the flames parted silently.

The yin wind was blowing, and it was the young Du Zhankui, and his expression was also stagnant.

On the center of his eyebrows, there was a sharp sword mark that split him in half.

Call~!

The cold wind died down, and the vanished Kou Sui reappeared in its place.

He held the sword in one hand, and his expression was cold and arrogant.

"This sword ......"

The face of the young Du Zhankui was a little sad and unwilling.

This sword has already slashed his spiritual sense!

All he could do was stare at Kou Sui.

Then his body collapsed little by little.

But at this moment, when he was about to be completely annihilated, he suddenly spoke again,

"Thou shalt die by my hand......"

As the words fell, the man's figure completely collapsed, turning into a flood of flames, and then all these flames were extinguished.

"I don't know what to say!"

Kou Sui raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a cold voice.

There are more people who want his life, and he is still not alive and well.

Even one day, when his head really landed, he didn't have the slightest regret or fear.

From the first day he entered the Red Owl Cavalry, he already didn't know what life and death were.

If you are born, you will be born, and you will kill the enemy and the country.

If you die, you will die, so what is there to fear?!

But when he spoke, he looked back at the people.

"The Angry Fire Spirit is dead, keep going!"

But when these words fell, another immature voice full of sighs sounded,

"Donor, I have said in vain, since I am a fire spirit, naturally the sea of fire will not be extinguished, and my body will not die. ”

The voice of the pheasant and the ghost of the ghost rang out, and the flames of silence burned again.

In the midst of the flames, this time, a delicate little novice who was only about ten years old appeared.

The little novice sat in a sea of fire with his palms folded and a big red robe.

The flame burned, not only did not hurt him in the slightest, but turned into a flaming red lotus, setting him off.

In the sea of fire, everyone can see clearly.

The little novice is immature in appearance, delicate and fair-skinned.

His expression was serene and peaceful, and his gaze was deep and pure.

At first glance, his appearance is very similar to the previous middle-aged Du Zhankui and young Du Zhankui.

It's like a teenager Du Zhankui.

Looking at the little novice sitting on the flame lotus, Kou Sui frowned!

This time, he looked at the young man in front of him, Du Zhankui, and his expression was already full of solemnity.

He slashed people with a sword, which was enough to shock the gods.

No matter what kind of cow, ghost, snake and god he is, a sword cut down is enough to cut off cause and effect and destroy all things.

With such a sword, it was not even able to completely kill this resentful fire essence?!

At this moment, Kou Sui finally understood the helplessness of those Xuanmen masters thousands of years ago.

Now, this is just a grudge of Du Zhankui, not his true spiritual sense.

Even so, after this resentment and the fire spirit were combined, they were able to die again and again without stiffening, and constantly resurrected from the sea of fire.

It's unbelievable!

No wonder thousands of years ago, so many Xuanmen masters joined forces, but they still had no choice but to suppress him.

When Kou Sui's gaze was solemn, Huijue also stared at this little novice with dead eyes.

Vaguely, he had some extremely ridiculous and ominous feelings!