At this moment, Dongfang Long remembered a lot, thought of his youth, competed with Zhuang Taiji, and thought of fighting with this lifelong enemy, fighting for a whole life.

Of course, Dongfang Long thought that one day, he would lose to Zhuang Taiji, and even if he lost his own life, Dongfang Long had already been prepared.

However, the only thing Dongfang Long didn't expect was that he lost this time, not only losing his life, but also losing his dignity.

Maybe it's because this time his opponent is not only Zhuang Taiji, but also Tang Yi.

Losing in the hands of two heroes in the world, even if Dongfang Long loses, it is not unjustly lost.

It's over!

Maybe if there is a chance to rush, Dongfang Long may not be the enemy of Zhuang Taiji again, at least not with Zhuang Taiji and Tang Yi at the same time.

Bang!

Seeing Dongfang Long, he was about to smash his eyebrows and minds, and the immortal Venerables who were kneeling behind Dongfang Dragon suddenly exclaimed in unison, wanting to step forward to stop them.

It's just that without waiting for them to do it, someone is one step faster than them.

Syllable!

Just when Dongfang Long's palm, wrapped in Wanjun gravity, was only half an inch away from his eyebrows, a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Dongfang Long's arm.

"Brother Dongfang!"

Zhuang Taiji grabbed Dongfang Long's arm to prevent Dongfang Dragon from committing suicide, and looked at Dongfang Long who was kneeling on the ground with a complicated expression.

"Zhuang Taiji, what do you mean by that?"

Dongfang Long's face was surprised that at the last moment, Zhuang Taiji would actually stop him, and at the same time he was very angry.

"I lost this time, I fell into your trap, I lost in the hands of you and Tang Yi, I lost, I can die!"

"But is it, even if you die, do you still want to take my life with your own hands?"

Dongfang Long was annoyed and angry, he was suppressed by the person in front of him all his life, and since he was a child, he did not win Zhuang Taiji once.

originally thought that this time, he would go all out to block Zhuang Taiji in the ruins, and this time he could finally beat Zhuang Taiji once.

But Dongfang Long never thought that Tang Yi would suddenly intervene, and he still lost, even his dignity and life.

It doesn't matter if you lose, but is it difficult that you can't even end yourself?

Dongfang Long looked at Zhuang Taiji angrily, but Zhuang Taiji chuckled lightly, sighed lightly, and slowly helped Dongfang Long up under the stunned expressions of Dongfang Long and the immortals behind him.

"Brother Dongfang, let's live!"

Zhuang Taiji sighed softly: "You and I have fought all our lives, you and I are enemies for life, but you are also Zhuang, the only few remaining peers in this life!"

Zhuang Taiji's expression was complicated, and he looked behind Dongfang Long, the nuclear storm that permeated the entire small world slowly subsided.

After the nuclear storm subsided, the small world was in shambles, the earth was fissioned, everything was gone, and the sky seemed to have been poked out of huge holes.

After that earth-shattering nuclear storm, the whole small world was quiet, a dilapidated and lonely silence.

"Zhuang Mou has been in a long and horizontal life, but he doesn't want to, when Zhuang Mou comes to the end, he looks back and sees that there are no peers around him!"

At this moment, Zhuang Taiji seemed to have seen through life, and only felt that his state of mind was constantly sublimating.

This is a peculiar feeling, Zhuang Taiji is very strong, so strong that for many years, he has been the closest to the existence of the Immortal Emperor in the world.

However, Zhuang Taiji has never taken the last step and has never become a quasi-emperor.

Because of Zhuang Taiji's state of mind, there is still the last step left, and there is still a knot.

But at this moment, Zhuang Taiji's heart knot is loosening, as long as this heart knot is opened, Zhuang Taiji can take the last step and become a quasi-emperor like the Queen of Qinglian.

"Zhuang hopes that when Zhuang looks back, there are still people of the same generation around him, so at least Zhuang is not the last relic of an era, even if that person of the same generation is Zhuang's lifelong enemy!"

Zhuang Taiji said, looking at Dongfang Long's eyes changed, becoming sincere, complex, and at the same time expecting.

The immortals behind Dongfang Long were stunned, they never expected that Zhuang Taiji would come to the rescue of Dongfang Long.

At the same time, they were shocked by Zhuang Taiji's words.

A group of immortal venerables looked at each other, and at this moment, they suddenly felt empathy for Zhuang Taiji's words.

Oh, yes!

When he became famous and stood at the top of the world, when he looked back, he found that the people around him were not his peers.

Those peers who originally grew up with themselves have been eliminated by the years, and the era of their own dominance of the world is gone, even if they are the most successful person in that era, surpassing their peers and surpassing the times.

But so what, when I suddenly looked back, I was horrified to find that I had surpassed the times and become the most successful person of that era, and at the same time, the last vestige of that era.

At this moment, these immortal venerables suddenly felt an extremely terrifying sense of loneliness.

I became the most successful person in my time, and at the same time the last person, I surpassed an era and represented an era, but when I died, who remembered that era.

That era of burning passion and galloping, that era that belongs to oneself, one's relatives and friends, and one's lifelong enemies.

At this moment, Dongfang Long heard Zhuang Taiji's words, and he also felt this feeling.

That feeling of being scared, and finally being alone.

"Okay! I'll go down with you!"

I don't know why, Dongfang Long's heart suddenly moved, and he had a feeling of sympathy for Zhuang Taiji in front of him.

This is the enemy of his life, but he is not the last witness of his life.

Only the person in front of him knows how vigorous and dazzling he is in this life.

Hearing Dongfang Long's words, Zhuang Taiji smiled, smiled with relief, and slowly let go of the hand holding Dongfang Long.

Swish!

However, the next moment, Zhuang Taiji's face changed suddenly, and Dongfang Long suddenly made a move.

Burst!

The blood flashed, and in mid-air, a dazzling blood mark was scratched.

"You ......"

Zhuang Taiji looked at Dongfang Long in surprise and disbelief.

Syllable!

A severed hand, falling to the ground, still twitching gently, fell between Zhuang Taiji and Dongfang Long.

Dongfang Long was still standing there, even if he only had one hand left, even if he had just cut off one of his own hands, he was still standing in front of Zhuang Taiji with his waist straight.

Standing in front of his lifelong enemy, standing in front of this enemy who promised to accompany him down.

"I ...... I don't want to owe you anything!"

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