Chapter 434 is dead?

"You must die!"

The fallen angel's eyes were full of cruelty, and he dragged Zhang Yang's arm hard, pulling it in front of him, and in an instant, the black mist spread from Zhang Yang's arm, directly covering his whole body, enveloping him like a huge net.

In the locked space, even though Zhang Yang's strength is now higher than that of the Fallen Angel, he is completely out of his control.

Especially now that Zhang Yang is entangled in this black mist, his body can't move, and the aura is once again absorbed by the fallen angel, only to see that his body gradually exudes aura fluctuations that belong to Zhang Yang.

"Even if your strength is much higher than mine now, but in my space, I am the king, and if I want you to die, you must die!"

The air pressure on the fallen angel's body suddenly rose again, and he looked at Zhang Yang gloomily, and the momentum of destroying the world burst out from his body again.

Zhang Yang was shocked, he didn't expect that the fallen angel had just burned the primordial god, and after the power that had died together was digested by the dragon, there was still strength left, or maybe it was because he had absorbed his true qi.

Zhang Yang tried hard to pull out his arm, but the black mist seemed to have grown into his body, making him unable to control his body at all.

In addition, the space that had been blocked for 4 weeks began to squeeze towards him, and the oppressive aura made him unable to operate the book of life and death in his body and his own primordial spirit.

His true qi was absorbed by the fallen angel and could not be restored, so Zhang Yang suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Giggles, don't struggle anymore, you will definitely die this time, and I will never let you stay to spoil Lord Satan's plans. ”

The fallen angel exuded a strong coercion, which was the pressure brought by the burning primordial god, which made Zhang Yang feel like he couldn't breathe.

He frowned and silently recited the Pangu Seal in his heart, but found that his aura was not enough to sustain any exercises.

Could he just face the end of dying with the fallen angels?

He still has a beautiful wife at home, and he doesn't want to give up just like that.

As his desire to survive grew stronger, he let out a roar of rage and exerted all his strength to pull his hand out of the fallen angel's grasp.

However, before his body left the fallen angel, he was wrapped in his huge black wings, and suddenly the surroundings fell into darkness, and the rich dark aura continued to attack her body.

He sensed that the primordial spirit in his body began to be gradually surrounded by dark aura, and the red and blue light dimmed little by little.

This dark aura seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, and began to attack him in a big way.

Zhang Yang felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart, his brain fell into a loud buzzing sound, and his whole body trembled with a splitting headache.

The black feathers on the wings of the fallen angels pierced Zhang Yang's body like silver needles, tightening little by little.

The sneer of the fallen angel sounded in Zhang Yang's ears: "Only if you die, the luck of the human race in this Chinese land will be exhausted, and no one can stop the pace of Lord Satan!"

Zhang Yang used his last consciousness to roar angrily: "I will never let you succeed!"

Zhang Yang raised his heavy arm and slammed it the black mist in front of him, and in an instant he heard the muffled sound of the fallen angel, as if it had hit his body.

“...... I didn't expect you to have the strength to spare!"

The body of the fallen angel was already burning the primordial god, and then gradually melted into this black fog and lost his body.

The place where Zhang Yang's fist fell was the last entity that still existed in the fallen angel, his heart!

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and slammed his fist on the place just now, and the sound of the fallen angel's pain sounded in his ears again.

Finally, the strong sense of oppression gradually dissipated, and it seemed to stop the last burning power of the fallen angel primordial god.

Zhang Yang immediately mobilized the true qi of his whole body, and tried his best to resist the dark aura that invaded his body with the primordial spirit.

But his body had already been severely damaged by the dark aura, and he was weakened, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Ahem...... You don't have to do any more struggles, I sacrifice my life, and whatever you do, there is only one way to die. ”

Zhang Yang clenched his teeth, feeling that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't do anything in the locked space of the fallen angels.

His consciousness gradually drifted away little by little, and Zhang Yang felt that his whole body had no strength and could no longer swing his fists......

The cautious heart of the fallen angel also began to fade away, turning into a cloud of black mist, rushing towards Zhang Yang's body.

The black flames began to burn fiercely, and Zhang Yang, who had lost consciousness, was surrounded by black flames, and his whole body began to burn.

A little bit. His arms began to disappear, and his legs were burned with black flames.

Just as the black flames began to incinerate his Yuan Dan, a faint golden light emanated from Zhang Yang's arms, preserving the only remaining mutilated body.

I'm sorry, Blazing Sun, I can't fulfill my promise to accompany you to grow old.

I'm sorry, people from Xinhuaguo, you trust me so much, but I still can't make it to the end.

Finally, I'm sorry for that dragon, although I don't know if you are real, or if you are a phantom image that I conjured up with my exercises, but I have to thank you for helping me resist the fatal blow with all your strength.

This was Zhang Yang's last thoughts, but no one heard them......

Zhang Yang, who was in the darkness, faintly heard a familiar and friendly voice, calling his name.

"Zhang Yang!

But Zhang Yang found that his body did not have any sensation, he couldn't make any sound, and he couldn't move, his whole body seemed to be floating in the air, without any real feeling.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhang Yang only feels that he is in a dark, sometimes mature, sometimes awake.

He felt that perhaps he had fallen into hell, or that he was already starting to line up for a new round of reincarnation.

But when he was sober, he was always worried about the safety of the human race.

In these long years, occasionally there is a childish voice chatting with Zhang Yang.

"Dad, are you asleep?"

"Who are you, and why do you call me Daddy?"

The voice was loud and remembers that he remembered that he had appeared in his mind before he died with the fallen angels.

But he never knew who actually called him father.

"Because you are my father, it is because of you and I that I can be born. ”

"Me?"

"yes, so you're my dad. ”

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