She even felt disgusted with the blood and tears shed by Gongcheng Qingyang, and felt that Gongcheng Qingyang was a cowardly person.

A man, a man in tears, is destined to be a waste man.

waste, is not entitled to own anything, including women.

Yang Liuying thought in her heart.

Although the look of disgust on her face was only fleeting, it still did not escape the eyes of Gongcheng Qingyang.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and suddenly no more tears and no more blood.

He straightened his back, no longer so humble, but his eyes stared straight at Yang Liuying and said, "Now, Zhou Zheng's situation is not a secret. read the face of your eldest brother Yang Liufeng and sister Yang Liuting back then, and gave Zhou Zheng a way to live. ”

"I've given you a chance, or you'd have died. ”

"You saved my life, but the Shinto inheritance you acquired is far more important than that. And I can repay you for your kindness in saving me!"

Gong Cheng Qingyang said coldly.

"How can you pay it back?"

Yang Liuying sneered.

The public ride butterfly dance was suddenly startled at this time, and he was about to make a move immediately, but it was too late.

"You saved me, my life is yours, and I give it back to you. As far as I am concerned, the person I once loved has changed myself, and I have lost the meaning of my life, and I have even vented my anger and hatred on the nephew of the person who I have great kindness to. I have been a dog for more than ten years in my life, and I suddenly want to be a good person, I don't want to owe anyone, let alone those, I don't know the favor of the person I owe. ”

Gongcheng Qingyang said, but the person suddenly fell apart, the entire divine body was shattered, and the soul was shattered like a spider web.

In an instant, he shattered his own soul and let himself truly fall.

"Brother"

The Gongcheng Butterfly Dance was terrifying, and his hands exerted endless energy to gather the soul of Gongcheng Qingyang, but the soul of Gongcheng Qingyang still could not gather.

The Gongcheng Butterfly Dance exerts the icy meaning and freezes this space, but it still can't stop the shattering of the soul.

Soul shattering, it is necessary to be cruel enough to yourself to die so painfully.

Gongcheng Qingyang did this, and this scene shocked many monks.

Monks, mostly

They are not afraid of death, but crushing the soul is hundreds of millions of times more painful than beheading oneself, which no monk can bear.

But Gongcheng Qingyang smiled and shattered his soul, even if he had the power of endless means, he was afraid that he would not be able to condense it.

He is equivalent to a real fall.

"You"

Yang Liuying was stunned to see Gongcheng Qingyang die like this, and the whole person was also violently shaken for a moment, she suddenly thought of the past of those mountain alliances and sea oaths, and thought of Gongcheng Qingyang giving herself a huge opportunity to make herself a genius who achieved the thirty-nine combat power of the Sword God Four Turns Realm, and she gave up that opportunity, and suddenly her heart was a little blocked.

But soon, she thought of the growth of the family, of Grice's charming style, and the only trace of guilt immediately vanished.

"Elder Elder"

"Uncle"

At this time, Zhou Zheng happened to return to the Snow Cold Sword Sect with Gongcheng Qingwan, but suddenly saw this scene, Zhou Zheng also understood the ins and outs of the matter in an instant, and suddenly became very sad, and couldn't help but shout.

His voice attracted the attention of many monks.

Gongcheng Butterfly Dance was like numb, unable to hear anything, she continued to collect the shattered bones of Gongcheng Qingyang, trying to retain a complete bit of flesh and blood and mutilated soul power.

But these, after all, are destroyed by the huge self-destructive power, and when collected, they are just a pile of rotten meat.

Gongcheng Qingwan silently came to the place where Gongcheng Qingyang died, came to Gongcheng Butterfly Dance's side, knelt down silently, without saying a word, but tears flowed loudly.

Zhou Zheng, on the other hand, first kowtowed respectfully three times to Gongcheng Qingyang, and then he turned around and stared at Yang Liuying with cold eyes.

"I'm Zhou Zheng! Zhou Zheng of the Zhou family, Zhou Xian, the son of Zhou Xian, the Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Lei Yan Holy Land, and Feng Wenyue, the Fire Phoenix Clan! I know that many of you want me to die, and you also want to extract useful things from my bloodline and soul to study my Uncle Zhou Yan's Soul Slaying Venerable Dao! But don't you feel chilled when you do this? If it weren't for my Uncle Zhou Yan pushing the galaxy by hand, how would the power of the plane be empowered? How can your captive imprint be eliminated? If it weren't for the shattering of the galaxy and the failure of His Holiness's plan, you are all pigs in captivity now, and you are not as good as pigs and dogs, do you know?

I don't ask you to repay the favor, I don't ask you to have a trace of gratitude, but I ask you not to bully us so blatantly!

My Zhou Zheng has been poisoned in my body, my bloodline has been banned, I have not achieved anything in penance for more than ten years, and my bloodline has been drained by mechanical puppets again and again, and I still haven't died, because I won't let the enemy hit me.

But you, your Yang family, the family of my father's friends and Taoist friends, are now so oppressed by me!

Yes, now that the Lei Yan Holy Land no longer exists, my father and uncle are not known whether they are alive or dead, but they are doing it, and the heavens are watching! How did you do it? My uncle has not perished after ten thousand calamities, don't you worry that one day he will come back and see this scene and feel cold?"

Zhou Zheng's face was hideous, and his words were beautiful, although his body was weak, his momentum was invincible, and he had the momentum of Zhou Yan questioning the sage in the realm of sword soul and sword spirit.

In these words, everyone seemed to see Zhou Yan in the past era.

For a while, the scene was a little quiet.

"The Yang family, because of Zhou Yan, our Yang family's top talents Yang Liufeng and Yang Liuting are also worse than dead, and their whereabouts are unknown. If we don't arrest you, we show that we are not enemies of the Jiang family, and our Yang family has no way back. Don't blame me, blame yourself for being too wasteful! If you have Zhou Yan's ability, you can kill our Yang family!"

Yang Liuying groaned slightly, but it was a cold word.

But her murderous intent is still a little more restrained.

"Hehe, if I have the chance, I will kill the Jiang family. ”

Zhou Zheng smirked.

"If that's the case, then I'll never give you this chance!"

As Yang Liuying spoke, her eyes were cold, and she suddenly crushed with an incomparably strong killing machine, killing Zhou Zheng in an instant.

That killing machine, from not having a trace of killing intent before, to suddenly appearing this powerful killing machine, changed so fast that even the public passenger butterfly dance could not react.

It's just that even if he can react, in the face of the opponent's almost crushing monk, it is completely impossible for the Gongcheng Butterfly Dance to be an opponent.

The planes merge and descend on the planet. A monk got the opportunity and immediately became a powerful monk in the divine realm.

Some monks have only obtained the transformation of the soul and the blessing of the rules, and have only reached the realm of the sage or the realm of the sword god, which is equivalent to a process of rebirth.

In terms of combat power, it is absolutely impossible to compare the combat power after the comprehension of that kind of genius.

It can be said that although the Gongcheng Butterfly Dance is a state of the sword god, it is even dang

The first evil king can't be defeated, so how can he be the opponent of Yang Liuying, who is the sword god of the four turns?

"Brother, do you see? I said your effort is not worth it, every time, you don't listen to your sister, you will suffer. Although you feel that suffering losses is also a kind of happiness, and it is also happiness to be able to suffer losses for your beloved, have you ever thought about it, how painful your relatives will be when they see you being tortured like this? Happiness is sometimes based on the pain of your loved ones, so what kind of happiness will it be?

It's like when I saw Wan'er in pain and didn't let her go to the Fire Spirit Clan. ”

The public butterfly dance muttered to himself.

She has given up completely.

After so many years, she was too tired and she had taken on too much.

Now, she is powerless and unable to bear it.

The Yaochi Holy Land, which has long been removed from history, has now been renamed the Snow Cold Sword Sect, and it is about to disappear.

"Mother...... Wan'er was wrong. ”

But Qingwan admitted her mistake at this time.

"You're never wrong, it's this world, this ruthless so-called 'plane' world. ”

Gong Cheng Butterfly Dance smiled.

When she spoke, her eyes just looked at Zhou Zheng very calmly, watching the fierce and murderous gaze slash towards Zhou Zheng.

Gongcheng Qingwan only noticed this scene at this time, because this scene was so fast that she reacted, and her beautiful eyes changed from guilt to horror at the moment, and that killing machine had already killed Zhou Zheng's body.

But Zhou Zheng did not die.

He's still standing.

"Huh"

The void fluctuated slightly, like a trace of water ripples flickering and turbulent.

Everyone was shocked, watching this strange scene.

After the void rippled, a void and faint black-robed figure gradually condensed in the void.

For example, the void began to appear as a silhouette of a person condensed from the endless Dao pattern, and then gradually the divine power of heaven and earth filled this outline, and then formed a person-like.

This is a person, a young man, a young man who will never forget jì in the life of the public butterfly dance.

It is a young man who is familiar, strange, close, fearful and longing, but will make herself extremely ashamed.

This young man is Zhou Yan!

It's King Lei Yan, it's a legend, it's a legend.

This person, at this time, is standing here ordinary, calmly.

Yang Liuying's incomparably fierce and murderous blow, he waved his hand lightly, and it had already been cracked