Chapter 348: Qingxun, Passed Away

Seeing that Qingxun didn't speak, Mu asked again: "You said that you identified her, what about me?"

Qingxun seemed to laugh and cry: "It's still the same sentence, if you want to kill your husband's brother, then kill me first." ”

"You think I wouldn't dare?"

"Why don't you dare? You are the supreme of the world, even the demon lord of the demon domain calls you your father-in-law, and the way of heaven is allied with you, why don't you dare?"

Mu clenched his fists, trying to calm his churning anger, and stretched out a hand towards Qingxun: "Xun'er, come here." As long as you come, I will not hear these words. ”

Qingxun looked at the hand, and several images flashed in his mind.

He took himself three times with this hand......

The first time was when he caressed the concubine and held her, which made her extremely repulsive.

The second time was when he emotionally confessed his heart to himself, and she did not struggle in a state of confusion.

The third time, it was he who skillfully took his hand and wandered around, and when he met people, he said that this was his future wife, and he wanted to be spoiled for the rest of his life......

There are many excellent men she knows, and she has never been moved.

I thought that she had been waiting for a man who was as good as her husband's brother and treated her as well, but she didn't want to, and he disturbed her heart.

Some flashed eyes at the hand, and Qingxun forced himself to look away with a white face.

"It's hard to collect the water, and the words that go out, the water that spills out, there is no pretense that it hasn't happened. If you insist on killing your husband's brother, I will still say the same thing, kill me first!"

"You!"

"Then let's kill the two together. Tiandao looked at this farce-like scene and spoke indifferently.

Mu suddenly raised his head: "Hasn't Xun'er been sent away by Cangyin? Why did she come back again? Is it your hand?"

Tiandao did not refute, but calmly looked at Mu: "You shouldn't have weaknesses. Even if she hasn't become your weakness yet, it's best to be on the safe side and wipe out this possibility as soon as possible. ”

"I don't need you to take care of my business!"

"Mu, don't you think that if we are an alliance, I won't kill you? I can't kill God directly, it's still very simple to kill you. ”

Mu's face turned dark and he clenched his teeth tightly.

"If you can't do it, then I'll do it. ”

In the eyes of Heavenly Dao, Mu is no different from an ant.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't kill Cang Yin directly, and among the people under his jurisdiction, he could be regarded as a character, and coveted the Chaos Bracelet, and he already had an enmity with Cang Yin, just this one is pleasing to the eye for the time being, and he wouldn't be like Mu Duoyan like an ant.

And Qingxun is not as good as an ant to the Heavenly Dao.

If you want to kill her, you don't even need to move your hands, a single thought can make her disappear.

The words fell, and before Mu could say anything, he saw that the person who was still alive just now fell straight to the ground, and there was no trace of the breath of a living person......

"Little Bean...... Little bean dice!"

Cang Yin's clone was buried in the soil with his hands and couldn't lift it, so he could only watch Qingxun lying in front of her silently.

There was no painful look on that little face, as if it was asleep......

"Xun'er!"

Mu screamed violently, hugged Qingxun in my arms, trembled and probed Qingxun's breath, and then sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul.

Cang Yin's clone trembled, and the pain that rose from the bottom of his heart instantly spread to his face.

"Ahh

A roar of pain broke through the sky, and the coercion that firmly suppressed himself suddenly disappeared, and the Cang Yin clone broke through the confinement, rose directly into the sky, and shot straight towards the heavenly path.

She knew that her actions were tantamount to mayflies shaking trees.

But she wanted to do it anyway.

But the Heavenly Dao seemed to be above the sky, but in fact it was just a projection, no matter how much she rushed up, she couldn't touch him......

Cang Yin's clone black hair flew, the red shirt on his body hunted, and the whole person exuded a terrifying aura.

"Heavenly Dao, one day, I will trample you into the quagmire, so that you can't survive or die!"

When the words fell, there was a loud 'boom', and the cangyin clone exploded and passed away......

And the sword mound at this time.

Cang Yin, who was resisting the attack of ten thousand swords, spewed out a mouthful of blood, two lines of blood and tears slipped from his eyes, and a pair of pupils kept changing between black pupils and blood pupils.

In the end, it was directly frozen in the blood pupils that were so thick that they could drip blood.

Her cultivation had already been suppressed by the small sword, but at this moment, it suddenly burst out, and a powerful aura spread from her center, shattering all the fierce attacking swords in an unstoppable attitude.

And the first to turn into smoke was the sword in her hand.

The entire sword shrine shook, making Wen Run and Xiaojian breathe tightly.

Cang groaned blood and tears kept rolling down, a black hair instantly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the breath around his body was clearly extinguished, but there was a feeling that the entire interface could fall apart with a snap of his fingers.

"Heavenly ......"

Cang Yin spit out two words in a low voice.

didn't have any feelings, but it made Wen Run and Xiaojian hear the extreme hatred.

It was only in the next moment that the increasingly terrifying aura of Cang Yin no longer dispersed, but stopped.

The shaking sword mound also regained its calm because of the pause of the cang's groan.

Cang Yin didn't shed any more tears, but looked ahead, without the slightest expression on his face, as if he was talking to someone.

"Why is this happening?"

......

"Nourish her soul well. ”

......

"You'd better pray with all your hearts, and don't let me surpass you, or ......"

......

Cang Yin closed his eyes suddenly.

"Seal my cultivation again and continue to practice. ”

Wen Run and Xiao Jian understood that this sentence was said to them.

Wen Run frowned and sighed: "God, everything has its own certainty......"

"I know. When I become the true God, I will have the final say on all the fixed numbers in the world!"

At that time, the words 'destiny is hard to disobey' will no longer appear in her, but others!

At that time, the people she cares about will no longer be trapped in 'destiny'!

At that time...... Even the way of heaven should be changed.

Wen Run doesn't know if this is good or bad.

He can look at the personality of all the people in the world, but among all of them is God and those who have special personalities.

Of course, this special personality does not refer to the so-called monks who are blessed with good luck, but to characters like Jun Wei.

What God will experience, even as a helper, he knows only a little bit of it.

But he knew that the reason why God is God is that there are many things that need to be experienced, and no matter what calamities he has experienced, there is only one way to the end......

The small sword once again sealed Cang Yin's cultivation, and in an instant, the sword that had turned into gray smoke appeared in front of Cang Yin's eyes again.

These swords are eternal life in the sword shrine.

What these swords looked like when Cang Yin came in, and what they still look like now.

It's just that these swords have their own consciousness, and after experiencing the annihilation of the right talent, the attack is even more powerful.

It's like revenge.

It's just that Cang Yin's current appearance looks extremely terrifying.

The blood and tears on his face have not yet dried up, and they are still hanging on his cheeks.

A dazzling white hair, blood pupils, and red clothes are intertwined, and it seems to be a little more beautiful than before, but it is the kind of beauty with a demonic color.

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