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Knowing that Long Yang was in the bone tower was very strange, he and Zhang Ying'er followed the human voice and flew all the way forward.

However, I don't know when it started, but they inexplicably walked into a large hall.

The ground here is paved with a layer of dark unknown stone slabs, which are tens of miles in circumference, and there is no blind spot that obstructs the view.

At this moment, in the center of the main hall, a group of people formed a circle, and they were still talking loudly about something, as if it was a dispute, anyway, it was not lively.

"Ah, I finally saw a living person!" Zhang Ying'er looked excited, and her little hands swayed, for fear that others would not notice her.

"Uh!" Long Yang rolled his eyes helplessly, his feelings had never treated him as a living person.

"Let's go!" Zhang Ying'er urged him, and then, like a happy magpie, trotted towards the crowd.

"Alas!" Long Yang pretended to sigh, and then his body shook.

The next moment, he turned into an afterimage, surpassed Zhang Ying'er almost instantly, and shamelessly turned around and smirked at Zhang Ying'er, then accelerated again, and soon rushed to the side of the crowd.

"You!" Zhang Ying'er puffed out her small mouth, gritted her silver teeth with a squeak, stomped on the ground twice, and then quickly followed without admitting defeat, but she scolded someone hundreds of times in her heart, and secretly wanted to give him a good look.

To be honest, since Long Yang and Zhang Ying'er were put into the back basket by the spirit pickers, and then the two of them entered the bone tower in search of their bodies, they really haven't seen anyone else.

It's like locking people in a dark room, not seeing anyone for a long time, and then letting them see everyone is kind.

Therefore, Long Yang, who came to the crowd, had a faint smile on his face, but the next moment, when he saw the faces of everyone clearly, he saw the shadow surrounded in the middle.

The smile vanished, and as he figured out what was happening, his face began to turn ugly and gradually darker.

In the end, he saw the figure standing in the middle, his eyes flashed with helplessness and panic, and the cold blade that he raised without hesitation, and stabbed himself in the chest without pity.

A touch of panic flashed on Long Yang's face, and there was a deep regret, as if his heart had been ripped out, as helpless and sad.

"Long Yang!" Zhang Ying'er called softly, she originally wanted to trouble Long Yang, but suddenly saw Long Yang's face change, it was so terrifying, but it was more of a pity.

"What's wrong with Long Yang?" Zhang Ying'er asked, following Long Yang's gaze towards the center of the crowd.

It was a woman as beautiful as a hollow valley, but she seemed to be helpless.

"Ahh

However, she didn't move yet, but she felt a trace of abnormality, which came from Long Yang beside her.

In her eyes, Long Yang, who had always been gentle, had changed, like a demon king who walked from hell on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Boom!" Long Yang was dressed in no wind, and a trace of black human vitality drilled out of him.

Almost instantly, his body was completely covered by black qi, and his whole body was like substance, and a coercion that seemed to come from hell was unreservedly vented to the crowd.

The escaping black qi exuded a strong aura of destruction, which made some people on the periphery sit on the ground in horror.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Long Yang, who was incarnated as a demon king, had a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

"Yue'er!" Long Yang called softly, but there was endless regret in this voice.

Dressed in white, with long hair and a cold blade, Chen Yue'er at this moment is peerless.

Her movements were so sudden, even the playboy who was determined to win and Shen Hong, who was watching from the wall, looked extremely surprised, they didn't expect that Chen Yue'er, who seemed to be weak, would choose the extreme way of committing suicide.

Chen Yue'er had regrets in her heart, but at this moment, there was no panic and helplessness on her face, and there was a faint smile.

But the cold blade in her hand did not stop, and the cold light showed the fall of a generation of red faces.

"Poof!" the voice was very soft, and a blood flower flashed, and the wind rose, taking away a touch of red.

White clothes and white skirts, shocking bloodstains, pale faces, and a lingering regret...

"Long Yang, I really miss those days with you..."Chen Yue'er slowly fell down, she knew that she was relieved...

"Ah, Yue'er!" "The whole body was filled with evil qi, wrapped in black qi, and Long Yang, who was like a demon god, roared like a human voice.

When he came to the Star Sword Continent, the first thing he saw was Chen Yue'er, her naughtiness, her agility, her smile, and Long Yang realized that he had such a deep memory.

He seemed to have returned to Chen Shuicheng again, back to that night, the night when Chen Yue'er was taken captive, he had also roared with resentment, but he was not desperate.

However, now, Long Yang found that his heart was broken, and he deeply experienced the taste of despair.

"Boom!" Long Yang's black qi began to burn, and the breath of destruction that made people palpitate was like a flood, making everyone's hearts chill.

This is not over, Long Yang, who was shrouded in black qi, gradually oozed a dreamlike blue halo on the surface of his body, black and blue were intertwined, and the breath was intertwined, and he rushed straight to Xiaohan.

Long Yang's eyes were blood-red, and he took one step, almost as if he was teleporting, and appeared directly by Chen Yue'er's side, grabbing her waist.

Blood, shocking, white dresses, blood-stained plum blossoms, this is poignant, it is the withering of regret...

"Long Yang, you came, I knew you would come..."The regret on Chen Yue'er's face disappeared completely, and the bright smile that surged up made Long Yang's heart feel broken.

"Yue'er!" Long Yang roared like crazy, like a mad demon...

"Who are you?" the playboy looked down at Long Yang from above, and he also felt heartache for Chen Yue'er's death, which was a perfect furnace for him.

However, at this moment, Long Yang only had Chen Yue'er in his eyes, how could he still hear the words of the playboy.

"Are you deaf?" said the playboy angrily, his bewitching face flashing a hint of gloom, and then he shot without warning.

"Poof..."The playboy lightly rolled out a palm, and there was a hurricane gathering in his palm, and the hurricane was dark and gloomy, as if it could devour everything.

As soon as the hurricane came into contact with the air, it let out a series of snorts, which was very slow, but in fact, it was a moment, but I saw the playboy, stretched out his palm, and pushed towards Long Yang.

The black hurricane seemed to burst out of his palm, and it grew into the wind, and in an instant, the hurricane in his palm turned into a small black dragon, roaring, and crushing towards Longyang.

Danger was imminent, Long Yanghuo raised his head, his scarlet eyes flashing with a terrifying light like a sea of corpse mountains and blood.

"You're all going to die!" Long Yang almost roared, he picked up Chen Yue'er with his right hand, clenched his fist with his left hand, and blasted towards the black dragon hurricane.

Long Yang's angry blow could not be underestimated, his right fist was surrounded by a thick black qi full of destructive aura that could not be dissolved, and there was even a trace of blue light gathering at the edge of the fist.

"Boom!" It was like a thunderbolt falling, and it was like a big drum roaring, and the people around were all shocked, and they all covered their ears in fear.

Immediately after, a dragon roared and whimpered, and the black dragon that the hurricane turned into dissipated with a mournful roar.

Then, a layer of pitch-black qi waves swept around, and those who lacked strength were all overturned to the ground, and even the playboy was shocked and took a few big steps back.

When the smoke dissipated, there was still Long Yang's figure in the original position, which surprised everyone.

And at this moment, Shen Hong's face is not gloomy to describe, because the two are undying enemies!

At this time, Long Yang was in the special space of more than 100 miles of blue halo beads, and what he was holding in his arms was Chen Yue'er, who had closed his eyes tightly and had no breath...

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