The dust demon laughed wildly, getting more and more excited, and wantonly left Wu Jun with only one breath left, but he didn't make another move on him, although this young man who would bring ruin to the Spirit God Valley still had a breath in his body, but he had already put his mind at ease, and the natal Xuanjing was a martial artist's cultivation

The foundation of the line, not to mention a martial artist, even if he is a spirit master, without the natal Xuanjing, he will not even be able to use his soul power and become an ordinary person, and just now he has crushed Wu Jun's natal Xuanjing, no matter how big this kid's life is, there is no threat, and now Wu Jun is like an ordinary person, even compared

Ordinary people are even worse, after all, he now has no left arm and is crippled!

Now, the catastrophe of the Spirit God Valley has finally passed successfully, and no matter how much Wu Jun tosses, he is not a threat without any power, but this does not mean that he will let go!

"Bastard!"

Tianhao rushed forward with red eyes, took over Wu Jun, who was flying like a kite with a broken string, and brought it to the high platform, first stabilized his injuries, but Tianhao's face was getting worse and worse, this kid has no cultivation anymore, he is a disability

This kind of blow is unacceptable to Wu Jun and to them!

"This kid!"

The spirit masters around stopped their attacks under the signal of the dust demon, and Hong Lao only then withdrew his hand, put Wu Zhen and the others down from the stage, and came to the young man's side together, his face was extremely ugly, the foundation of his survival was Wu Jun's natal Xuanjing, and now, the natal Xuanjing

Destroyed, he has no chance of living, and when the only remaining bit of soul origin is exhausted, his soul will be scattered, and at that time, he will dissipate into this world forever!

"Jun'er!" Wu Zhen knelt beside Wu Jun tremblingly, a pair of wrinkled old hands caressed the young man's face, his heart was extremely painful, he knew that this was the case, it was better to commit suicide in the Lei Yuan Gorge that day, and he didn't have to worry about his only grandson to end up like this! Wu Xin'er

also silently grabbed the young man's only remaining right hand, tears burst out, just now the young man's sentence I like you completely touched her heartstrings, but unfortunately, it was too late!

Cheng Yue and the others were waiting beside Wu Jun, staring at the surrounding Spirit God Valley disciples viciously, although they didn't have any strength, but if Spirit God Valley made a move at this time, they must step on their corpses first!

"Everyone, cough cough, I'm sorry, I really seem to be living with my grandfather and Xin'er, but I don't seem to have a chance, cough cough, what kind of young family master I did, hehe, I'm sorry, grandpa wants to let me

You're white-haired and sent black-haired, I'm sorry, Xin'er, I really like you, and Hong Lao Tianhao promised you, I'm afraid it's too late, I'm sorry everyone!"

Wu Jun's vision became more and more blurred, bloody tears flowed down his cheeks, and the cruel fact that he had to admit that no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't stop the flow of vitality, the collapse of his chest, the bloody hole in his abdomen, and the broken bones in his left shoulder were constantly pulling him

vitality, the only thing this young man can do is to say this inner confession, and then, do his best to remember the familiar faces, Wu Zhen, Wu Xin'er, Hong Lao, Tianhao, the most important relatives, lovers, masters, and brothers in his life!

I still remember that at the beginning, when my father had just died and my grandfather had not yet become the head of the family, in order to get a little ration for myself, I knelt at the gate of Wushan for half a night, and I barely got a little leftovers, and I gave it to myself without moving.

Thinking about it, I was really ignorant at the time, and I ate it all without leaving a bite.

In the clan comparison, the first time I met that smart girl, three thousand green silk draped over her shoulders, her slightly immature cheeks were very delicate and good-looking, and she made a grimace at herself, leaving an indelible mark on his heart.

Lei Yuanxia has intersected with Wu Feng, whose talent is no less than his own, but in a few months, his feelings have been extremely deep, but unfortunately, he is now in two different camps.

The first time I tasted the way of cultivation, I met Hong Lao, a spirit body that is rare in a hundred years, but I didn't expect that he would become my master now, although I haven't officially worshiped the teacher.

The Lingzhi Mountain Range was pitted by Tianhao, and in the end he almost died in his hands, but he also didn't expect that the Sky Swallowing Bat on the opposite side at the beginning has now become the best brother.

Clan Bi, Lei Yuanxia, Qingxiao Sect, the Battle of the Imperial Capital, Juling Gate, Lingshen Valley, and countless memory fragments flashed in front of Wu Jun's eyes like a movie, and blood-colored tears had already flowed all over his cheeks, and finally fixed on Wu Zhen, Wu Xin'er, Wu Feng, Hong Lao, and Tianhao

With a wry smile, he lost his breath

At this moment, this bloody teenager finally closed his eyes and left this world

"Wu Jun!" "Jun'er!"

Wu Zhen held his grandson's head and shook it in pain, looking up to the sky and shouting, "Why! God, why did you do this to me! It's not enough to take away my son, even my only grandson won't be left to me!"

"Wu Jun, Xin'er likes you too!" The girl quietly grabbed the young man's right hand, which still had residual warmth, and stroked her cheek,

"Stinky boy, it seems that you have no chance to help the old man take revenge, hehe. Hong Lao's soul body also shed a line of tears on his cheeks

Nine Heavens Continent, Ethereal Peak,

"How is it possible? Is it like this that the Children of Blood died? It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."

The man in green looked across the sky, and the four pupils stared at the endless sky, reflecting the white light in the sky, trying to see something from it, but no matter how hard he tried, this time the destiny of heaven could not be seen clearly, and he could only talk to himself in a complicated way

I didn't know what I was thinking

Thousands of miles away underground,

"Blood King!"

Thousands of black shadows knelt on the ground reverently, praying constantly for a thousand-meter stone statue, and the old figure in the front slammed his head on the ground, letting the blood flow down and eroding the ground, but the lost soul prayed with all his might, the blood king, worry-free

"Spirit God Valley is finally worry-free!"

The dust demon screamed frantically, and the heavenly dragon spirit body dispersed, revealing the slightly embarrassed figure, the flesh and blood on the left side of the face were blurred, and the left eye, left ear, and half of the nose were gone, although the injury was not fatal, but this kind of disabled injury could not even be made by the immortal qi

Healed, if there is no big opportunity, this life will be like this, this is all thanks to Wu Jun's return to the light of a blood thunder bead, this kind of resentment, only blood can wash away, even if the young man who took half of his face is dead, his anger has not been eliminated

, aren't there still these masters, relatives, and friends as the objects of anger!