"Can you fight again?" Yan Shanhai asked everyone, he was the most determined one in the face of danger.

Yan Shanhai knew that if even his own Wuyue Alliance Master collapsed, then the others would also collapse.

At the juncture of life and death crisis, even if he could, he would not be a despicable villain like Grandpa Zhang.

"I can't. Ouyang Zhuo fainted directly, even if he was a peerless master, he would have times when he was exhausted.

"I'll try again......" Ling Husheng is an old-timer of the Huashan faction, and his strength is not under Feng Yichu, but even so, he can't stand it, he covers the arm on his hand, and stands up stiffly, but before he can hold it up, he falls down again and is heavily planted on the ground.

They are all heroes of the first generation, high and powerful, dominating one side, and they are the objects of admiration of thousands of people. They spent their entire lives and could not imagine that one day they would face such a tragic fate.

Everyone was at a loss and could only wait for death.

There is no hope that someone will come to their rescue.

"I'm not reconciled!" Yan Shanhai once despaired after igniting hope.

It's one thing to be strong or not, it's another thing to be absolutely strong.

"I don't want to be born in the same year and month, but I want ......to die in the same year and month," Hong Liang said with a wry smile.

"Bah, what are you talking about, we're not dead yet!"

......

Dongfang Tian not only did not rescue Dongfang Xing, but also took himself on board.

Before this, Dongfang Jie never thought that someone would be able to defeat Dongfang Wuji, so he didn't think about leaving a back hand, and now it seems that last night's hand was the right choice.

Resurrecting Dongfang Wuji, although Dongfang Tian is not as qualified as Dongfang Xing, he also has the purest demon blood in his body after all. The two brothers and sisters are the most suitable candidates.

In case of everything, today Dongfang Wuji and eighteen masters plus one Chen Yihe, both defeated and injured, can no longer stand up, Dongfang Jie's ambition was originally to be silent, but there is this Dongfang Tian.

"Tian'er, now that I think about it, Uncle still wants to thank you!hahaha!" Dongfang Jie laughed heartily, "No one can escape my palm! Not even the ancestors!"

The demonic qi in Dongfang Wuji's body was about to be transferred to Dongfang Tian, Dongfang Tian's struggle from the beginning to the current acceptance, it was a process from resistance to numbness.

Chen Yihe withstood the demonic qi and walked to the ruins, he knelt on the broken ground, and began to plow the ruins on the ground with his hands, piece by piece, piece by piece.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, Chen Yihe cried again, he couldn't help himself, he couldn't control himself at all, and called out again and again, "Dongfang...... Orient...... Xing'er ......"

Dongfang Wuji's body was slowly shrinking, and the ruins covering him sank down a lot, and even Chen Yihe almost fell down.

"Is there really no one who can stop him?" I don't know who asked.

But no one could answer.

Nan Zhongyi exhausted the last of his strength and threw the spear out! As a result, before it reached the area around Dongfang Tian's body, it shattered into sand. He was so angry that he just pounded the ground vigorously, "Hate! I hate!"

put the days of glory and wealth, but came to the East China Sea to die.

The demonic energy was finally interrupted.

Dongfang Tian became the second Dongfang Wuji.

He is still tall, still burly, and his demonic energy has not diminished in the slightest, and even more powerful! Because his body is filled with the hatred of Dongfang Wuji!

If there is a soul in the East China Sea, it may be thinking, "When will I be free of wind and waves?"

The demonic energy is monstrous for 30,000 miles!

Unlike Dongfang Xing, Dongfang Tian's face is still half retained, the left half of his cheek is still his own, and the right half of his cheek is Dongfang Wuji, only to hear him speak, "I am Dongfang Tian...... I'm the ...... of Oriental Infinity."

Even the sounds are mixed together, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the east, all of them are disgusting bad sounds.

Dongfang Jie didn't expect it to be such a situation, it was a non-Dongfang Tian, non-Dongfang Wuji demon!

One body, two people!

Compared with the previous Dongfang Wuji, the strength is obviously three points stronger!

Inside the tall figure, it seems that there are two people competing for the body, but if you look closely, you will find that this is not the case, Dongfang Tian seems to enjoy this feeling, he is willing to become a demon!

"Ancestor, I am willing to fulfill you. Said the left half of his cheek.

The right cheek didn't speak, but it made a sneering expression.

It was the communication of two souls, one body, and they were negotiating how to deal with this body.

"Good nephew, good nephew! This is the best! Live up to the cultivation of the uncle!" Seeing Dongfang Tian seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and all his doubts and sorrows were swept away!

"But I have one condition, if you want, my body, my soul, are yours. The left half of the cheek said sadly and viciously, such an expression was vividly expressed on half of the face.

Everyone was desperate, but they couldn't take their eyes off that demon-like figure, and they had to die clearly.

Dongfang Jie strode forward. Walking under the shadow of the demon and looking up, he didn't know what he should call it, Dongfang Tian?

The right half of his cheek blinked.

"That's ......," the left cheek made a tragic request, "I want him to die!"

At that moment, Dongfang Tian's soul seemed to dominate the body of the demon shadow, and it stretched out its hand to point at Dongfang Jie!

......

"Dongfang ......" Chen Yihe can't care so much, he only has Dongfang Xing in his heart, he is single-minded, full of Dongfang Xing.

Whoever cares about his huge waves!

Even if he dies, he will also die with Dongfang Xing.

Chen Yihe dug for a long time, and picked it up for a long time, and finally saw that small body.

Dongfang Xing's eyes were slightly closed, her hands were folded in front of her chest, lying on a sinking boulder, she was so calm, her face was pale, without a trace of blood, as if she was sleeping. It's just that even the slightest breath is gone.

Dongfang Star is like a flower that has just bloomed, the petals are dotted, beautiful, but it is like a stamen in the bud, the fragrance is fragrant, refreshing.

Dongfang Xing is as pure as a newborn baby, enough trouble, enough crying, and sleeping in his mother's arms.

"Oriental ......" Chen Yihe jumped off the ruins, his body hit the side of the boulder hard, and his chin hit the sharp edge, adding a new wound to his disfigured face.

Chen Yihe couldn't stand up anymore, crawled his body, and crawled towards Dongfang Xing with difficulty.

However, Dongfang Star is so beautiful, why can't Chen Yi bear to break this beauty.

"Dongfang ......" Chen Yihe lay beside Dongfang Xing and called out, he wanted to wake up Dongfang Xing.