After many years in the killer industry, Yang Qianming knew for the first time what death was like. He had had many fantasies before, but at this moment, he realized that death did not feel much.

It's just that after the pain, it will be quiet, and the surroundings will lose the color it should have.

"Thousand Brothers!!" A coquettish cry sounded suddenly, followed by a shadow rushing up, but it was subdued by Dole's backhand.

Dugu Dark Fragrance kept struggling, and said angrily: "Get out of here quickly!"

Looking at her appearance, Dole aimed the silver gun at her chest, and then said, "Be obedient, or it will hurt!"

At the same time, Yang Qianming, who had already felt that the breath of life was gradually moving away, actually fell downward.

At this time, Yang Qianming was in the air at an altitude of thousands of meters. Don't say that he is mortal, even if the copper wall falls from such a height, he will end up in pieces.

"Whew!~!" The wind in his ears became louder and louder, and Yang Qianming could no longer hear other sounds in his ears.

Slightly opening his bloodshot eyes, a wry smile crossed the corners of Yang Qianming's mouth, and when he looked back, the violated picture of Dugu Dark Fragrance was always beating his heart.

"Boy, did you just give up?" a soft voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Qianming was shocked by this voice, and looked around quickly, but he didn't find anyone in front of him.

Right now, I'm falling to the ground and about to die, is this a hallucination before I die?

"Don't look around, a certain demon god is also!" This feminine voice was amazing, and Yang Qianming, who was in a state of falling at high speed, was not only startled.

At a height of thousands of meters, it does take a while to fall. At this moment, Yang Qianming, like that leaf, is not conspicuous in the sky.

And this qiē that happened was very fast, at least faster than the speed at which Yang Qianming fell.

"Demon God, the god of the Fallen Heavenly Demon Clan?" Yang Qianming naturally knew who the "Demon God" was, so he asked carefully.

At the same time, Yang Qianming also remembered the mysterious power in his body, could it be that this demon god had been lurking in his body?

After thinking about it, Yang Qianming still didn't understand why he was lurking in his body, could it be that there was some conspiracy that could not be achieved?

The distance between the ground and the ground is getting closer and closer, and Yang Qianming knows that there is not much time left in his life, and it is also a good thing to be able to chat with the powerful demon god before he dies.

But after waiting for a long time, this feminine voice did not reply, Yang Qianming not only laughed at himself, but actually took the illusion as real.

How could this illusion come true?

The earth became clearer and clearer, and Yang Qianming's diameter fell from the air.

"Boom!" After a heavy bombing sounded, a puff of smoke rose on the ground, and Yang Qianming smashed out a herringbone pit.

It's dead.,It doesn't seem to be as terrifying as the legend.,It seems like it's all peaceful.。

Just when Yang Qianming thought he was dead, the feminine voice sounded again: "It's not good to be conscious, I don't have much energy left, and I almost broke my soul just now." ”

Hmm? Why is there such a voice?

"Boy, don't pretend to be dead, okay, my time is running out, now you hurry up and accept my inheritance, or your little girlfriend will be killed!" The feminine voice sounded again, but this time it was amazing.

Is this true?

"Wait, what did you just say, my little girlfriend is going to be killed?" Yang Qianming didn't care where he was, and immediately asked.

After another moment of silence, the feminine voice slowly came: "A girl in the sky is fighting with a man in the emperor realm with her weak fire god power, although the fire god power is very strong, but I think that girl can't perfectly control this power, if you are long-winded, it is estimated that she will be killed soon." ”

There was no time to ask what the fire god power was, Yang Qianming already knew who he was talking about.

"Senior, what should I do now?" Yang Qianming asked in a deep voice.

After a while, a surging demon god power surged madly towards Yang Qianming's dantian.

Feeling the rich power of the demon god, Yang Qianming suddenly felt a cold feeling slowly rising all around him.

I don't know how long it will take, it will seem like a while, it will seem like a year, or even longer.

The power of the demon god had stopped irrigating, and Yang Qianming's dantian was already full.

"The power of the demon god has been imprinted in your dantian, now you only need to control the power of the demon god, devour and clean up the residual garbage energy in your body, and you can awaken a certain demon god inheritance!" said the demon god word by word.

"Garbage energy? I don't have garbage energy in my body?" It's not that Yang Qianming believes him lightly, it's really Yang Qianming, who is now a dead end, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Even if he wanted to deal with himself, so what? At least Yang Qianming would be happy, after all, he had the value of being used by others.

What's more, with the power of this self-proclaimed demon god man, Yang Qianming clearly felt that even if he had little energy left, it would be easy to kill himself.

"All the energy in your body must be cleared now, to put it bluntly, all your cultivation will be abolished! Otherwise, because the power of these demon gods cannot be fused with your dantian, it will cause an energy explosion at any time, and then not only will it disappear, but you will also be annihilated by the explosion of your soul!"

The demon god said slowly, and it was not difficult to hear a sense of fear of death in his tone.

It seems that both men and gods will always feel fear of death.

Speaking of this, Yang Qianming realized that his feelings were to let himself abolish the cultivation he had worked so hard to cultivate.

As long as there is still life, he can protect Zhang Ruoxue and save Dugu Dark Fragrance, Yang Qianming can not care about anything.

The most important thing was that the last sentence of the demon god was annihilated, so that Yang Qianming had to listen to his words.

According to the requirements of the demon god, Yang Qianming tried to control the power of the demon god newly entered the body. At the beginning, these black energy bodies refused to pay attention to Yang Qianming at all.

Now in the situation, Yang Qianming was helpless, and suddenly had an idea, and thought of using wisdom to guide the power of these demon gods.

The dark blue wisdom slowly leaned towards the power of the demon god entrenched in the dantian, and after feeling that other energies were approaching, the power of the demon god still did not react.

The delicious food has been delivered to your mouth, and you still ignore it, what are you going to make a fuss about?

As soon as Yang Qianming saw the pampered appearance of the power of the demon god, the anger in his heart did not come to one place.

"The power of the demon god is the root of a certain life, it has spiritual intelligence, so you have to treat it sincerely, don't anger it, and it will be obedient. Seeing that Yang Qianming was gradually losing patience, the demon god couldn't wait to jump out and point out.

Time was running out, and Yang Qianming immediately followed the instructions of the demon god. Holding zhì Huili caressed the power of the demon god for a while, and finally the power of the demon god could be regarded as having a slight reaction, and it slowly squirmed.

Under Yang Qianming's surprised gaze, the power of these demon gods actually began to devour the wisdom power around them. Seeing that those wisdom forces couldn't resist at all, Yang Qianming was once again stunned by the power of this demon god.