Because this time, it seems that he can't bear it!

Seeing that he didn't open his mouth again, he would definitely run away.

Similarly, he also has a new understanding of Su Yang.

Su Yang looked crazy, but after a few shots, there were traces to follow.

First of all, he used words and deeds, and used an object called an airplane to create a sense of oppression for the god of joy.

made him jealous of Su Yang.

Then use life and profit to force God to make a choice.

When Xishen had just crossed this hurdle and had not had time to take a breath, he once again threw out the choice of dignity and interests.

After several sets of offensives, he perfectly controlled the initiative.

"Xingtian... Origin..."

"It's just a pickled thing..."

"What can I ??? help?"

"Bastard, you wait for me, I will let you..."

Xishen stood in place in anger, motionless, and preoccupied, accelerating the extraction of the wisp of origin in the fool's body.

After a night of fighting, the fool's energy at this moment has almost been exhausted, and only the indifferent gaze is fixed on him.

"Tsk!"

"I would call you a true warrior!"

"Fearless, fearless!"

"Dare to be the first to go first!"

Su Yang gave a thumbs up and couldn't help but praise.

And at the moment when Su Yang's voice fell, in the sky, a pale yellow waterfall plummeted and poured on Xishen.

"Oops, oops..."

"What a warrior..."

Su Yang covered his eyes and said in a strange way, and a foul smell spread in the air in the entire basement.

It's a very smelly kind.

"Actually..."

"Are you ignoring a point?"

"Who told you..."

"This thing... It can only disgust people. ”

Just when Xishen was still immersed in that kind of grief and disgusting emotion, Su Yang's voice sounded slowly again.

The 'liquid' that poured on Xishen's body suddenly trembled at this moment, and his breath became fierce.

It was as if an invisible sword qi was frantically cutting through the skin of the god of joy.

This sudden pain made Xishen can't help but scream.

It's like a thousand cuts.

"Never let your subjective mind blind you."

"What squirts out of the ass doesn't have to be shit~"

Su Yang slowly admired the tragic condition of the happy god, and praised it: "Bear this kind of pain, and don't forget to continue to strip off his origin..."

"It's an old monster that has lived for thousands of years."

"The mind is so strong."

"But..."

"I'll have some fun for you!"

Seeing that the red thread was still tightly wrapped around the fool, Su Yang got up.

The power of the fairy reappears.

"It's called..."

"It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!"

The sound fell.

A sexy, scantily clad girl composed of fairy power appeared in the void, holding a pink magic wand in her hand, and spun in place.

The next moment, wisps of pink streamer drifted into the distance and landed on the fool.

The eyes of the fool who had been exhausted suddenly brightened a little, and he started the road of struggle again!

As a result, when the god of joy suffers, he must devote more energy to suppress the fool.

For a time, the torture doubled.

"Tsk..."

"Excuse me, on average, I can heal his energy once every ten minutes."

"And according to the effect, it can give him support for twenty more minutes."

"And I'm going to torment you all the time and make you weaker and weaker."

"Eventually, how long will it take for you to pull your hand..."

"Kill me?"

Su Yang said with a smile.

And this sentence, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, made him completely collapse.

"Why did you come up with such a strange immortal technique!!

"There is a sword hidden in the, who can you plot to?"

"Everyone else is studying how to recover mana and heal wounds, why are you studying to restore energy?"

"This thing really works???"

Xishen's blood-red eyes stared at Su Yang, and he roared and shouted.

The sword aura has dissipated.

At this moment, his body was already full of dense wounds, blood was constantly overflowing, and mixed with the stench, as if he had just crawled out of the sewer, extremely embarrassed.

"Hmm..."

"Actually, I didn't expect that one day, I would be able to hide a sword in the, and really plot against people."

"That's why I'm going to record this precious scene."

"As for energy..."

"Hmm..."

"My soul mind is often severely damaged, so it's not surprising to study some spells that target energy, right?"

Su Yang blinked innocently and looked at Xishen.

Soul Thoughts...

Often severely damaged...

This is my own soul!

It's something that every immortal cultivator must protect!

It is also the last chess piece to turn the table!

Who's going to let this thing get damaged without any problems?

Doesn't it hurt?

"I don't believe it..."

"Your fairy power is limited, and you can't always use this seemingly wasteful spell unscrupulously."

"I... I still have a chance. ”

Xishen gradually regained his composure, and said viciously, randomly and directly squirting out a mouthful of blood, stained on the red line, almost in the way of harming the origin, to strip away the 'Xingtian Origin' in the fool's body.

Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself.

Just to end it as soon as possible, go and kill Su Yang's slut, bastard, with your own hands!

No!

Don't kill!

Press him in a bucket of swill and soak him!

"Worthy of an immortal..."

"It's just different from ordinary people."

"At least be a little more stubborn."

Su Yang muttered.

"Similar..."

"Interesting spells..."

"It seems that there is no more..."

"But it's a rare opportunity."

"Why don't you try an ink bomb with a tempest?"

"Just give him a new skin?"

"It's not fun..."

"Burning?"

Su Yang kept muttering to himself, muttering strange nouns one after another.

Every time he said one, Xishen's brow would jerk up.

The mood is obviously not as calm as it seems.

"You're running out of fairy power."

"What's the point of talking about these things?"

"It's just to make you look more like a clown."

Higami sneered and mocked.

As he spoke, a wisp of yellowish liquid ran down the ends of his hair, eventually down his cheeks, to his neck, to his waist, and disappeared.

"The power of the fairies..."

"I've got a lot more."

Su Yang blinked his eyes and said softly, "Look..."

"Recovery... Faerie power! ”

"One!"

As the voice fell, a void figure appeared behind him, holding out his finger and faintly.

In the next second, the immortal power in Su Yang's body quickly became full.

The figure dissipated.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the figure seemed to look at the position of Xishen a second before it dissipated, and his eyes were full of pity.