"No, you can't."

"No, you can't!"

Xiang An said in his mind, his eyes gradually reddening, and a tyrannical aura rose from his mind, gradually impregnating his reason.

His hands were propped up on the ground, his fingertips were sunk into them, and the muscles on his arms were bulging, as if he was using all his strength to resist the will that was spreading in his mind.

"Remember what I told you?"

"Killing them is just proving to me your determination to do things for Ganquan Peak."

"Their souls will not be dispersed, and I will resurrect them in due course."

"And the greater the determination you demonstrate, the more power I can give you."

"If you don't even have this bit of courage and responsibility, how can I entrust Ganquanfeng and this ancestral sword to you?"

Ziyu was walking forward, getting closer and closer to Xiang An.

The deep voice in Xiang An's mind also became more and more impatient, and even had a hint of urging.

But at this moment, Xiang An's consciousness was no longer clear, and he didn't realize the change in the other party's tone at all.

"I ......"

"I can't hurt Ling'er."

"She made me ...... today," Xiang An was still trying to use the only reason he had left to fight the madness in his mind.

He will never forget, when he was determined to practice seriously and become a master in the eyes of the world, he was often suppressed by his peers because of his past relationships.

One day, Xiang An happened to be beaten by a group of fellow disciples, and it was Zhou Ling'er who was passing by who stopped them.

From that day on, Zhou Ling'er, who was only in her teens, would come to visit Xiang An from time to time, give her a lot of delicious food, and even secretly give him the pills he needed to practice from his grandfather's room.

Xiang An can have today, and Zhou Ling'er's help is indispensable.

How could he bear to kill her!

That's the person he cares about the most!

"If you don't kill her, you will die in Chu Qingxiao's hands!"

"Zhou Ling'er is weak, how can she survive in this world alone?"

"Look at this Chu Qingxiao, the warbler Yanyan next to him doesn't know how much, how could he let go of your Ling'er if he is so anxious?"

"Can you bear to see her being insulted, life is better than death?"

The voice in my head sounded again.

This time, the voice seemed to capture Xiang An's pain point.

Xiang An's face changed suddenly, and his already shaky reason showed signs of loosening at this time.

"Think about it."

"If you die, there's nothing!"

"And as long as you can get all the power in the ancestral sword, you can not only revitalize Ganquan Peak and make him the head of the Seven Peaks of Heavenly Hanging, but also bring the dead back to life!"

The voice fell into Xiang An's ears, as if it had some kind of magic.

Xiang An's hesitation loosened again, and the expression on his face gradually became hideous.

"...... right"

"They're not dead."

"As long as I live, I can use the power of the ancestral sword to resurrect them."

"Ling'er...... It's the same. ”

He muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself with these words.

And the effect of this approach was also obvious, and the look in his eyes gradually became crazy.

At this time, Ziyu finally walked up to him and stood still in front of him.

She lowered her head and looked down at Xiang An with a disgusted expression, as if she was looking at a puddle of foul-smelling mud.

"It's disgusting." She muttered something in a low voice, and then a purple power wrapped in a huge divine power in her hand suddenly appeared, turning into a spiritual flame that beat in her palm.

And Xiang An, who was lying on the ground with his body on his back, was like an ant who had lost his combat power and was slaughtered by others.

Just like it did twelve years ago.

……

At this time, Chu Qingxiao walked to the side of the prisoner car, he made a move, and on his fingertips, a sword intent surged, and with a light wave of his hand, the iron lock on the prisoner car suddenly broke.

He opened the door of the prisoner car, entered it, and helped the dying Lu Qi out.

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu! ”

He shouted Lu Qi's name, trying to wake him up.

But there was no response for a while.

"His body has been eroded by the turbid water, and the power in his heart is thin, so he has to be injected with spiritual power to restore his heart veins a little." Lu Sandao, who was on the side, looked at it, and immediately said to Chu Qingxiao.

Chu Qingxiao naturally trusted Lu Sandao, and when he heard this, he nodded, and immediately injected the spiritual power in his body into Lu Qi's body.

Lu Qi's pale face gradually became ruddy with the injection of spiritual power, and finally at a certain moment, his eyelids trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

"Brother Lu!" Chu Qingxiao was also overjoyed when he saw this.

Lu Qi also saw Chu Qingxiao in front of him at this time, he slowly sat up, his eyes swept around, the confusion on his face gradually faded, and he seemed to remember what happened.

"Brother Chu, you saved me again." He looked at Chu Qingxiao and said.

But there was not much happiness on his face for the rest of his life, after all, almost all the people on Ganquan Peak had died in the hands of Xiang An, and it was really difficult for him to be happy because of his survival.

Chu Qingxiao also understood this, he nodded, and stretched out his hand to help Lu Qi.

……

Ziyu was not willing to stay with Xiang An for a moment.

As a god with pure blood, Xiang An's aura of belonging to the outer gods and desolation made Ziyu feel a kind of hatred from the depths of his soul.

She raised an eyebrow and flicked her fingers.

The spirit flame in his hand suddenly jumped up from his hand and fell towards Xiang An's body.

The power wrapped in this spiritual flame is enough to burn out the divine turbid water in Xiang An's body in an instant, and Xiang An, who has already fused with it and is inseparable from each other, will also turn into nothingness along with the divine turbid water.

And at the moment when Ling Yan was about to fall on Xiang An's body.

Xiang An's lowered head suddenly raised and looked at Ziyu.

There was a terrifying aura wrapped in his scarlet eyes, and even Ziyu was stunned at this moment.

Zheng!

The next moment, a high-pitched sword roar suddenly erupted from the sword body of the Ganquan Ancestral Sword that she snatched, and a divine turbid water gushed out from the sword body, coming between Xiang An and the purple spirit flame.

With just a slight touch, the turbid water quickly melted.

But under this water that was constantly pouring out of the divine turbidity, it was difficult for the purple spirit flame to break through those divine turbid waters in a short period of time and drip on Xiang An's body.

"Huh?" Such a change made Ziyu's brows furrow, and she looked at the blade in her hand with a strange heart.

The evil in Xiang An's body has now been controlled by her, and it is difficult to break free.

What it should be doing now is to find a way to get out and find its next host.

But it chose to urge its own power to protect Xiang An.

It's an incredible thing, especially for the cruel and evil Outer Gods.

But it was Ziyu's cold voice, but Xiang An suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand behind him, and a stream of turbid water gushed out from his cuffs, like a black rope, and tied up Zhou Ling'er, who was stunned not far behind him.

Immediately, the turbid water suddenly rolled, and in Zhou Ling'er's exclamation, he dragged it to Xiang An.

"Ling'er!" Lu Qi, who had just gotten up, caught a glimpse of this scene, and his heart was about to step forward.

But his body was already extremely weak, and before he took a step, he was affected by the injuries in his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he almost fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhou Ling'er had already come to Xiang An's side.

She looked at the familiar person in front of her with a look of fear, and asked in a trembling voice, "Xiang An, what are you going to do?" ”

"Don't be afraid, Ling'er." Xiang An said softly in a gentle tone.

"It doesn't hurt too much."

"When I get the approval of the ancestral sword, I will resurrect you."

"At that point, we can be together forever."

As soon as his words fell, Zhou Ling'er's body suddenly trembled, and a muffled snort came out of her mouth, and a sharp sword made of turbid water in her abdomen had pierced it, and dripping blood gushed out, soaking the ground under her......