An Zheng gambled on everything.

Everything that could release energy in the space magic weapon he carried with him exploded. Yuan Jing, spirit stones, elixirs, magic weapons, as long as it was possible to kill Cheng Yandong, they were all used. At this point, everything becomes irrelevant.

An Zheng never thought of leaving with the help of this obviously flightless warship, which was an easy judgment to make. If this warship could still fly, he would not have met these people of the Cheng family in this small village.

Fate.

Bursting from the console, the ship was directly shattered. The explosion started from the middle of the warship, and the vented frenzied force directly exploded the warship from the middle, and the force was impacted in all directions, and the disconnected warship was crushed again.

At the last moment, An Zheng only had time to summon the eightfold black weight ruler in front of him, and there was nothing else he could do. His strength was exhausted, his energy was exhausted, and his scarred body was able to sustain his thoughts through, which was enough to be called a miracle.

The black weight hit An Zheng's body heavily, and An Zheng's body was slapped out, flying at least a few hundred meters away before landing. The moment his back hit the ground, An Zheng felt like he might be torn apart like a broken glass bottle.

On the other side, Cheng Yandong also flew out.

He had suffered the most powerful explosive power head-on, even if he was a powerhouse of the Golden Immortal Realm Seven Grades, he still couldn't completely block it in the face of such a force, not to mention that he was defenseless at all when this power came.

He was walking towards Anzheng at the time, and he was not even two meters away from the console. An Zheng deliberately led him over, and what he wanted was to die together.

After landing on the ground, Cheng Yandong rolled backwards, his head and buttocks hitting the ground one after another. He didn't know how many times he rolled before he finally stopped, his mind went blank, and for a moment he thought he was dead.

The initial sensation was not pain but shock and anger, and after a few seconds, the sharp pain converged from all over the body. He couldn't sense how hurt his body was, because there was no place that didn't hurt, maybe not even a centimeter intact.

"Ahem......"

Cheng Yandong coughed, and he felt that there was even air flow directly from his chest into his lungs. No matter how badly damaged his body was, it was no match for the anger in his heart. He was tricked by the calculations of a dying man again and again, and he was led away like a monkey. Every step I take is even budgeted by others, and it is not bad.

He was a dignified Golden Immortal, a noble Golden Immortal, and it was beyond his pride to be teased like this by a lowly mortal cultivator. In the beginning, he was unscathed, his realm was far beyond An Zheng, and the other party was a person who was seriously injured and others would die if they didn't kill him.

And now, the two don't seem to be much different.

In the distance, An Zheng lay on the ground and breathed slowly, telling himself not to struggle and not to move, just breathe like this. His body was full of holes, and there was no place to see the entire front half of his body. The blood was shattered, and the flesh and skin were separated. Even the bones of the god's body were cracked, and when they lay there, it looked like a large piece of flesh that had been blown open.

But he was still telling himself not to think about continuing to stand up, not to think about anything, just to breathe slowly like this.

On the other side, Cheng Yandong's breathing became more and more rapid, and his anger had broken through the restraints of his body and seemed to be soaring straight into the sky. He screamed, and blood was pouring out from every part of his body. He stood up with his hands on the ground, dragging him step by step towards An Zheng's side.

"What else? What else can you do?"

He asked as he walked, if the fire in his eyes could be burned, it would be enough to burn the whole world clean.

"You've managed to sneak up on me, you've managed to calculate me, and I'm at your mercy like a clown. But what else can you do?"

Cheng Yandong let out a roar, and the hoarse voice was like the most poignant north wind blowing through the Gobi Desert. It was as if a peerless beast was roaring unwillingly before it died, and this roar made his body's injuries worse.

Anger, incomparably angry.

He walked towards Anzheng step by step, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground. The explosion was so powerful that the two people who were blown in opposite directions were far away. Walking past with his current body support is already his limit.

"Mortals, not people. ”

Cheng Yandong's mind was still blurry, and he couldn't help but appear when he was a child when he hunted down mortals for the first time. He saw his stern father watching him with a leather whip in his hand, and he saw his father's eyes that had scared him all his life. I don't know why, my father's eyes suddenly changed, and they became the eyes of the mortal he was hunting and killing. There was unwillingness, anger, despair in those eyes, and a kind of reluctance to give up.

"What else!"

This is the first time he has shouted these words, which are enough to explain his mood at this time.

An Zheng lay there, not answering a word, breathing slowly, his eyes wide open at the deep night sky. I could vaguely see the white clouds slowly drifting in front of me, carried away by the wind. The clouds don't know where they belong and let the wind blow. How do you know what your target is?

In fact, even Cheng Yandong himself didn't know that his legs were almost gone, and what supported him was the bloody skeleton. This is the strength of the bones of the powerhouses of the Golden Immortal Realm...... There was no flesh on those legs, and even their feet were broken, and I don't know where they flew. But at this moment, Cheng Yandong didn't feel a little pain at all. He felt his pace getting easier and easier, and he felt that his body was recovering extremely quickly.

So his anger gradually faded a little, after all, he was the ultimate victor.

Kill An Zheng, and then quietly wait for the people of his family to find him. The explosion aura just now was violent enough, and the violent fluctuations were enough for the people of the family to feel that even if they had chased after Yancheng, they would immediately rush back. With the cultivation of the eldest brother Cheng Yanqiu, this thirty-mile journey is nothing at all.

"It's over. ”

He spoke as he walked, but not to An Zheng, but to himself. When he left Asgard, he definitely didn't expect to become like this. At that time, he felt that if he killed a mortal cultivator, he would not even get a drop of blood stained.

Finally, he walked not far from An Zheng, the distance changed from a few hundred meters to dozens of meters and then to several meters, this process was actually not very slow, Cheng Yandong under the anger did not feel pain, nor did he think about looking down at his body, his only goal was to kill An Zheng as soon as possible.

There are only five meters left, only three meters left, only one meter left.

He walked up to An Zheng, looked at An Zheng who was lying on the ground with a puddle of bloody flesh and laughed: "This is your fate, I am your fate, no matter how hard you fight, you can't avoid it." If it weren't for me, one day people like you might really do something earth-shattering. But that's a hypothesis, a possibility, because I'm your terminator. ”

He wanted to find out what he was doing, only to find out that he didn't even know where the space weapon he was carrying was blown up. He saw that there was a stone not far from where An Zheng was lying, and he only needed to pick up the stone and smash it on An Zheng's head, and it was all over.

He held out his hand...... Then he froze.

What did he see?

The two bloody arm bones were broken from the wrists, and the hands had long since gone somewhere. Those two white bones that looked like they had been coated with a layer of ketchup were their own arms?

"No!"

Cheng Yandong roared, wanting to pounce on An Zheng to death, so he used his bare and bloody arm to poke An Zheng to death, but when he pounced forward, the last trace of strength was exhausted, and the last trace of vitality left him.

With a plop, Cheng Yandong's body fell beside An Zheng. The two of them were close at hand, Cheng Yandong's injuries were actually lighter than An Zheng, if he lay there and didn't move, breathing slowly like An Zheng and not thinking about anything, it must be him and not An Zheng who survived in the end.

"Mortals are human beings. ”

An Zheng turned his head to look at the dead corpse beside him with difficulty, and said a word in a wasted effort, because he knew that his only goal now had been achieved...... died behind Cheng Yandong.

"My life?"

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and his smile was a little ugly, because the face was already torn.

"It's someone else's, and whoever wants to kill me, I'll take it away. ”

An Zheng closed his eyes and smiled heartlessly, a little proud.

"No!"

Cheng Yanqiu, Cheng Yanfei rushed back from a distance with a group of Cheng family cultivators, and when they saw such a tragic scene and saw Cheng Yandong, who had died, Cheng Yanqiu let out an angry roar.

An Zheng was not in the mood to pay attention to this, he turned his head sideways and looked at the sky in the distance, it was obviously just late at night, why were there fire clouds in the sky?

That is, a ritual for one's imminent death.

An Zheng laughed...... It's even more heartless.

I'm a different person, and when I die, the night sky will be as bright as red.

Cheng Yanqiu walked quickly in front of An Zheng and looked down at the young man who was smiling like a fool. He knew that even if he didn't do it, this guy wouldn't live long...... But when he saw the shocking corpse of Cheng Yandong who fell beside An Zheng, how could he not do it?

"Give me death!"

He lifted his foot and stomped on An Zheng's face.

Fate.

In the eastern sky, warships from Yaochi in the East China Sea hovered in the sky. As if sensing something, the goddess of Yaochi in the East China Sea walked to the side of the warship and looked down, and through the darkness of the night, she could still see everything that happened on her face clearly. Then she turned around indifferently...... The killing in the world has nothing to do with her.

She wouldn't save someone who had nothing to do with her, so she turned and walked back, thinking to herself what the young man who was destined to have a special relationship with her was like.

At this moment, the warship suddenly shook violently involuntarily, and she immediately looked back to see that a flaming meteor flew past the warship, and the turbulent aura shook the warship.

"One stick determines the world. ”

Rumble!

Under the warship, an iron rod burning with blazing flames suddenly fell, and the iron rod appeared like an optimus pillar, rapidly growing in size, as if it could poke a hole in the heavenly dome. After a bang, the air flow was agitated, the earth was swept, and the stick was fixed, and the earth waves swept out for dozens of miles, and the air waves swept hundreds of miles!

The southern half of the city wall fell neatly, and the bricks and stones were shattered.

If you stand on the top of the sky and look down, you can see that this terrifying stick has set up a whirlpool on this planet.

"A stick breaks the country. ”

The goddess watched as the incomparably huge iron rod burning with blazing flames swept over, and then in the flames, dozens of cultivators were directly shattered into powder, and among them, there were two great cultivators at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm!

Not even resisting, nothing.

One stick is fixed, and one stick is broken.

The monkey was burning with the flames of hell, and in one hand he was clutching an iron rod, and the part of the iron rod in his hand was normal, and it grew bigger and bigger the farther he went. With the other hand, he held An Zheng's mutilated body, looking at An Zheng's appearance, the flames in his eyes burned out one by one.

"It's the Great Sage who has been silent for too long, making people forget to be afraid. My friend, who dares to move?"

A mighty power in his palm poured into An Zheng's body, An Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and actually laughed when he saw the monkey's face.

"Brother Monkey, you ...... It's uglier. ”

The monkey grinned, revealing the fangs in its mouth.

"Let's go, I'll take you out. ”

The monkey looked up at the sky.

"Asgard?"

These two words are full of disdain.

That's a monkey, an unruly monkey.