Chu Weeping thought to himself that he had obviously not done anything, but he had been carrying those endless black cauldrons for Jun Moxie, how could the depression in his heart be the same as Xiaoke?

Everyone denies it in front of you, but you still have red mouths and white teeth, and you are sure that it is Lao Tzu...... I'm ...... Do I just fucking look like a big man? The three fucking holy people are too ...... Bastard!

I, the genuine Chu Weeping Soul, are here to watch and listen, the impostor is still there and denying it, you still can't figure out such an obvious thing, that basin is still firmly buckled on Lao Tzu's head!

Chu Weeping Soul finally understood how he carried the black cauldron, but this realization made him even more angry and angry! Dare to love the three holy lands These guys touched their lips up and down, saying that who is who, it is useless to deny, and it is even more useless to explain! Presumably it was like this before, no wonder he came to the black cauldron one by one, and it was really difficult not to carry the black cauldron when he encountered this group of brains...... Do you really think Lao Tzu is very soft? Let you pinch it? I really don't believe in evil, and this time I have to show you hard!

In addition, seeing Wei Kongqun rushing out angrily, his back was completely defenseless, the empty door was extremely tempting, such a Coca-Cola thing, Chu Weeping Soul was of course a sword without thinking!

Hit it right and run away!

The ancestor who caused the trouble is completely gone, and I won't continue to carry the black pot here...... When Mo Xiaoyao caught Wei Kongqun's body, the figure of Chu Wai Soul was already dozens of feet away, and only his ruthless voice was echoing over and over again in the air, as if he was slowly venting his depression: Lao Tzu is Chu Crying Soul...... Chu Weeping Soul ...... Weeping Soul ...... Soul...... Mo Xiaoyao only felt a mouthful of blood rushing up in his heart, and suddenly his eyes were dazzled, and he staggered and finally managed to stabilize his body, and swallowed back the mouthful of blood that came out of his anger, only to feel that his eyes were about to bulge out with anger...... But at the same time, a new question also appeared in my heart: if this one who appeared later was Chu Weeping Soul, then who was the one who was assassinated in the main hall just now?

Thinking in a daze, he didn't even dare to look at Wei Kongqun in his arms!

Just because, I can't bear to look at it!

At this moment, Wei Kongqun moved in his arms, slowly opened his eyes, and smiled faintly, "Let me down!" This Venerable of Life and Death is very tenacious, and in addition to being fatally injured, he was also hit by Chu Weeping Soul with a sword and a kick, and he was still able to hold on to immortality, which is true!

Mo Xiaoyao's hand trembled, and slowly put Wei Kongqun on the ground, Wei Kongqun helped Mo Xiaoyao, let the front chest and back, the blood flowed from countless scars, trembled twice, and finally stood up straight again with the strength of his feet, and opened his eyes extremely tiredly, looking at the silver light in front of him, thousands of miles of frozen rivers and mountains, sighed faintly, looked at it with nostalgia, and ...... infinite attachment!

"Brother Wei...... You ......" Mo Xiaoyao looked at Wei Kongqun sadly, only feeling sour in his heart, and he didn't know what to say. He is similar to Wei Kongqun's cultivation, and his age is also similar, but he can very much appreciate his infinite affection at this moment!

Wei Kongqun's face flashed with an extremely bitter smile, his eyes had instantly turned peaceful, and said: "I really can't do it this time, hehe, I can't imagine that I will be in the middle of my life, but I will bury bones in barren mountains in this extreme north......"

"Brother Wei, you have to cheer up! You ...... Or maybe there is hope!" Mo Xiaoyao said in a slightly trembling voice, saying words that he didn't even believe in himself, with his cultivation, how could he not see that Wei Kongqun was already certain to die now, even if it was a Da Luo Heavenly Immortal, it would be useless!

Even if Jun Moxie changed his mind at this moment and tried his best to save Wei Kongqun, it would be meaningless!

Wei Kongqun sighed abruptly, didn't answer Mo Xiaoyao's words, and just said to himself: "The old man has gone through three hundred and ninety-three chūn autumns so far, and he has reached the peak of his life! Fortunately, the battle of seizing the sky is just around the corner, I thought that I would be able to fight a vigorous battle with the aliens on the battlefield of seizing the sky, even if this body is still on the top of the heavenly pillar, it is a beautiful thing to laugh at Jiuquan! But I didn't expect it...... That's the result!"

"At this last moment, I realized that there were so many things that I couldn't think of, couldn't see through, and couldn't leave behind......!

"Over the years, I have been arrogant and self-righteous in the Holy Land, and I have slowly become hypocritical and ruthless, and all kinds of heroic heroes before I came to the Holy Land have become so vulgar...... It's a pity that I didn't know that I had been wrong all these years until I died, and I really couldn't look back on the past......"

Wei Kongqun's expression was calm, and he said so quietly, blood continued to flow slowly from his mouth, ears, and nose, bulging out, and dripping on the ground, and his voice became more and more indistinct, difficult to distinguish...... But he said persistently, stubbornly looking at everything in front of him with his increasingly blurred vision, in a trance, he seemed to feel that he was flying lightly, flying to the top, but he looked around, a piece of the world was vast, it seemed that since ancient times, the vast earth, only he was alone, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation and loneliness, and sighed softly: "It's really lonely......"

Then the peak powerhouse stood like this, and there was no more movement.

Mo Xiaoyao turned his head in shock, but saw that Wei Kongqun's face was full of indescribable loneliness and melancholy, as if he had not found the loneliness and loneliness of a bosom friend in the past life and the next life until now, but the whole person was already lifeless!

"Brother Wei...... Wei Kongqun ......" Mo Xiaoyao still called out twice with the hope of what happened, but did not respond, and gently pushed with his hand, Wei Kongqun's body suddenly fell straight back...... His body fell slowly and straight, but in mid-air, there was a pop, and a big hole appeared in his chest! It was the part where Jun Moxie's long sword passed through, and it was also the weird big hole that he had made, and then, one by one, countless fragments of internal organs that were broken into the size of soybeans flowed out with blood, and when he fell to the ground, it was already transparent from front to back, and at a glance, he could see the snow on the ground!

Then this hollow was slowly infiltrated by the blood, and it became the same face...... The Venerable of Life and Death, Wei Kongqun, at the moment when he really saw through life and death, finally came to the end of his own life!

Mo Xiaoyao's body trembled violently, he slowly squatted down, and suddenly his heart was at a loss. The cold wind was howling and blowing, and even with his profound cultivation, he actually felt a heartfelt coolness, and it rose from the bottom of his heart and spread all the way to his whole body...... Thinking of Wei Kongqun's last words, Mo Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.

"Over the years, I have been arrogant and self-righteous in the Holy Land, and I have slowly become hypocritical and ruthless, and all kinds of heroic heroes before I came to the Holy Land have become so vulgar...... It's a pity that I didn't know that I had been wrong all these years until I died, and I really couldn't look back on the past......"

All these years are wrong...... All these years are wrong...... It's true...... Is it wrong?

Jia Qingyun, Xiao Tianya and Qu Wuru and the other three also walked over slowly, everyone's face was full of indescribable pain, Tianya Venerable smiled at Tianya in his arms and hugged the Broken Sword Venerable Hua Feng to kiss the corpse that was still warm, everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the grief in each other's eyes...... The mountain breeze is coming slowly, and it is bleak............ Jun Mo Xie unfolded his body and disappeared, let go of his speed, and rushed towards the last goal of this trip, and the towering mountain not far away was like a long sword inserting into the sky.

Sword Peak collapses the snowy mountain!

It's this mountain!

The key to the second half of the Oriental Family Oath!

There, it is also the hermitage of Han Yanyao!

Jun Moxie came to see his goal and the purpose of his trip!

The future happiness of the third uncle is the real purpose of Jun Moxie!

So he insisted on looking at it first.

If Han Yanyao was not what she imagined, or if Han Yanyao had already betrayed this feeling, then Jun Moxie would not hesitate to kill her before she saw Jun Unintentional!

See each other as if you don't see each other!

This is not ruthless, but for the third uncle! If the truth is really like that, Yijun will definitely not be able to live if he is unintentional! Whether it is guilt or despair, it is enough to kill him!

O source of all blood debts!

Whether it is for the third uncle, for the father and brother, or for the Jun family, Jun Moye doesn't care about how much blood debt he bears!

As for killing Wei Kongqun in the Yincheng Palace, Jun Moxie didn't feel any surprise, and he didn't even feel any surprise; No matter how powerful he was in the sky during his lifetime, when Jun Moxie's long sword was inserted into his chest, he was just a corpse!

That's it!

The only thing that makes Jun Moye worthy of surprise and some warmth in his heart is Chu Crying Soul!

This killer supreme has finally arrived! for the sake of his promise to himself, he came here early.

The sword peak stands, inserted into the clouds, from top to bottom is almost one straight, a few feet apart by the steps of the year deep, it is already a little unclear, and covered with a thick layer of ice, if it is not for the extremely superior Xuangong attainments, the peak is no different from seeking death.

The more he flew up, the more Jun Moye could feel the chill to his bones, as well as the thin air...... How does a young woman of her prime stay in such a place for ten years?

Jun Moxie's heart was already a little loose.

was already about to reach the top of the mountain, and a black hole suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moxie, which was particularly conspicuous under the snow.

Jun Moxie breathed up and slowly floated in.