"Don't you want to die?"

"If this continues, you will only be the one who dies first!"

The man is still struggling.

But the ice blade that pierced into the flesh churned his muscles as he struggled.

A piercing pain swept through the man's nerves.

Su Yang didn't respond, or Su Yang, who was in a violent state, belonged to an irrational madman, unreasonable, just smiling and staring at the man violently.

"The position of the underworld, the duty of night travel!"

"The night is in the wild..."

"Patrol!"

Under the severe pain, blue spots appeared on the black-robed man's face, and the whole person seemed to have become much more deformed.

Even at this moment, the roar in his mouth was a little unhuman.

With the roar, the black robe on his body suddenly shattered, revealing a very strange face.

Like a ferocious beast.

The power of the immortal spirit disappeared, but instead it was full of yin qi, and the momentum of the whole person also suddenly soared at this moment.

"Force me to expose my body in advance..."

"If people from other forces are secretly aware of it, you..."

"There will be no forgiveness for sin!"

The man's scarlet eyes stared at Su Yang, his body was visibly strong with the naked eye, and even his originally thin arms became strong and powerful.

Under the sweep, Su Yang was thrown out directly and fell heavily to the ground.

Under the invasion of yin qi, the flames on the man's body slowly dissipated, the ice blade melted, and only the blood flowed, which still flowed, and it looked a little embarrassed.

"You're just a sword..."

"Swords don't need to be self-aware!"

"The only thing you need to do is keep polishing yourself and become sharp."

"Until one day, play the role of your sword."

The man gradually calmed down, and his appearance gradually returned to the state of an ordinary person, but the yin energy still lingered around his body.

Eerie, depressing.

As the words fell, the man flicked his arms.

A yin qi was like a long whip, whipping Su Yang's body.

The flame goes out.

There was a blood streak where the whip had been whipped.

"It's your honor to be the sword of the underworld!"

"Do you know what the underworld has done?"

"Do you know the underworld?"

"We are the most righteous beings in this world, we are in charge of reincarnation, and we speak for heaven and earth!"

"It's the hypocritical, ugly people..."

"They've made everything we have today, but instead of giving up, we're trying to get the world back on track."

"This..."

"It's justice!"

"It is your honor to follow our footsteps."

"But you have to choose to go along with it!"

"You have brought shame on the underworld!"

The man kept waving his long whip and whipped it on Su Yang's body, scolding and saying, his eyes full of extremism.

Unconsciously, Su Yang's body was already covered with blood marks, and he looked extremely weak.

Seeing this scene, Xishen couldn't help but grit his teeth, and rushed towards the man in a state of soul thought.

At the same time, his clenched right hand emitted a dazzling golden light.

In a trance, an ancient Buddha appeared in the sky, with a thin body, a soft face, and a look of compassion in his eyes, condescendingly looking down at the man.

"Ancient Buddha relics?"

A trace of panic flashed in the man's eyes, but after carefully distinguishing it, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's just the relics and the remnants, the old bald donkey has passed away!" ”

"Do you want to suppress me with a little bit of his might?"

"Impossible!"

"Ten thousand dead souls, cast my underworld!"

"Immortal and immortal, reincarnation Yongchang!"

Although his tone was full of mockery, his eyes became much more solemn.

The majestic yin qi continued to surge in mid-air, and finally formed a huge severed hand, which was blocked above his head, resisting the Buddha's light.

The light of the Buddha is constantly dissipating the yin energy.

The man's face was a little pale and he snorted.

Just when the Buddha's light was about to completely pierce the yin qi and sway on the man's body, the golden light on the right hand of the god of joy quietly dimmed.

Along with it, the shadow of the ancient Buddha in the void also disappeared.

"Heh..."

"Hehe..."

"Is this your hole card?"

"It's a pity that your relics are a little small..."

"A little bit more, maybe it can really change the situation."

"It is absolutely impossible for the god of joy to possess the relics of the burning lamp."

"Who the hell are you?"

The man looked a little weak, and the blood was still flowing from the wounds on his body.

"The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore."

"This is not the underworld I know."

"They walk above board, with a clear conscience."

"It's you who really ruined the reputation of the underworld!"

Xishen stopped in the middle of the man and Su Yang, stared, and said solemnly.

"Heh..."

"You know what?"

"Have you ever experienced betrayal?"

"Ever felt lonely?"

"Back then, how many people stood on a high position like you, saying..."

"What should you do in the underworld, how should you do it..."

"It's so annoying."

"Can you really teach me how to do things?"

The man sneered, his eyes were fierce, and the long whip turned from yin qi slammed into Xishen's body, knocking it out and falling beside Su Yang.

Under the blow, the soul thoughts of the happy gods became extremely dim, as if they would be extinguished at any time.

"I'll spare you my life first."

"I want Su Yang to watch your death with my own eyes in a sober state."

The man gradually regained some strength, spoke indifferently, and kept approaching forward.

"Connecting the other side..."

"What's the use?"

"Restore the body, I'm only one step away from the Golden Immortal Realm!"

"In the whole world, among all the immortals, I am the first to wake up, and my strength has recovered the most!"

"With so many realms, you want to kill me just because of your ferocity?"

"Innocent!"

"Wake me up!"

The man went down with two whips in a row!

The crazy color in Su Yang's eyes gradually faded, but the bewitching red light at the center of his eyebrows became more and more vigorous, so dazzling.

"Arrogance, arrogance..."

"A body of backbone..."

The man was still talking, but in the next second, Su Yang, who seemed to be unconscious, suddenly raised his palm and held the whip formed by yin qi in his hand, and he didn't know when he had regained his senses in his eyes.

"So..."

"This..."

"Is it already your limit?"

Su Yang didn't seem surprised that he couldn't beat a man in a berserk state, as if this was originally part of his plan.

A smile slowly appeared on his pale face.

The red light in the center of the eyebrows was like a flame, slowly rhythmic.

"It's my limit, so what?"

The man smiled sarcastically.

But Su Yang's smile at the moment was far brighter than him.

"If, that's your limit..."

"That..."

"Just let's..."

"Let's die together."

Su Yang smiled wantonly, and under his calm gaze, he was full of strange madness.