When Sang Luo killed Sikong Jing, he searched his soul, and in his memory, there was no oracle at all.

He was the one with the different pupils, but he was the one who ordered the slaughter, no.

He's just a knife in the hands of someone else.

Sikong actually had all the memories of the past, and the oracle came from above, carrying the supreme divine might.

The moment the divine soul was searched, a strong divine light burst out from his body, attacking Chu Yanshu, and Sang Luo took out his sword to slash it.

"You actually threw yourself into the mystery door early and helped him harm his own family."

Chu Yanshu looked at the imprisoned Sikong Feng.

So just now, what are you still doing?

Sikong Feng didn't pretend at all, he smiled coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm,

"The Sikong family only wants to have a true god, even if it is a blood sacrifice, once Sikong Feng crosses the catastrophe, then the first blood sacrifice is me, why?"

The same blood sacrifice is the best way to enhance cultivation.

They are all the pride of the sky, and they are also ahead of others.

Did he deserve to be sacrificed just because he was born tens of thousands of years later than him?

After a long period of hard work, he didn't want such an ending.

What kind of family honor, but a group of ants.

Also want to manipulate his life and death?

"At this point, there is only one foot left, what is the fairy domain? What are sentient beings? Beyond the boundary sea is the real world, the avenue is eternal, and the so-called sentient beings are just ants! ”

He looked at Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu laughing maniacally,

"Becoming a king or defeating a king, power is what we want in our lives, you two said in a high-sounding voice, I don't believe it, one day you will give up the road for those ants!"

Cultivating to the point where it is now, the so-called sentient beings are nothing more than ants with a tiny lifespan.

Whether they live or die, they have no effect on the world!

Only the weak will turn back and be attached to the 'love' in the world!

The strong have always been loveless!

All things are empty, only the Tao is eternal!

Sang Luo listened to his so-called arguments, only felt that it was rotten, and only asked him,

"Where's the mystery?"

He was the one who issued the oracle that day and killed the cangwu.

But in his memory, there is no follow-up memory of the mystery.

The corners of Sikong Feng's lips carried a shallow smile,

"You don't have to look for him, he'll come for you."

In this immortal realm, there can only be one true god, Xuanji, who vows to become a god.

Chu Yanshu was very humane and asked him,

"Do you have any last words?"

Sikong Feng's eyes were red, and he began to scold.

Chu Yanshu didn't feel very comfortable when he heard it, and directly raised his hand to extinguish all his vitality.

Sang Luo looked back, Su Changluo relieved the big array, and Xinglan ran towards her as soon as possible,

"Master!"

Duan Wushu saw Xinglan running towards Sang Luo, turned around and pounced towards Chu Yanshu, "Little uncle! ”

is worthy of his little uncle, he will become an emperor so soon!

Now, in the Emperor Realm in this Immortal Realm, they account for more than half of the lineage, and this is all the world of their Heaven Destroying Dao Sect!

Destroy hahahaha!

Chu Yanshu caught Duan Wushu, who was laughing wildly in the sky, with a frightened face, he felt as if he was in the middle of an evil spirit, so he raised his hand to condense his soul power and probed towards his spiritual platform, wanting to see if there was something wrong with Zhihai.

Duan Wuxian: "!! ”

Sang Luo threw the shadow stone in his hand to Ye Huaixin,

"Look at it, Sikong is not the one who killed your parents."

If it weren't for him, then it could only be a mystery.