"Ziyang Lao'er, let me go! Otherwise, I will blow up my soul! Under the explosion of the Netherworld Death Qi, you will definitely not survive! Even the entire Xuandu will be buried with me!"

Although it was a threat, in Jiang Cheng's cold and hoarse voice, what was revealed was not only the madness of the end of the road, but also the deep fear of death! If there was even the slightest possibility, he would definitely not take this step!

The self-detonation of the Divine Soul and the self-detonation of the True Yuan of the Flesh Body are two completely different things for him! The latter, with the help of the Netherworld Death Qi, even if he loses his physical body, his Divine Soul can still live in the Netherworld Death Qi, and he can continue to survive!

However, if he chooses to self-detonate his Divine Soul, then the Netherworld Death Qi that has already merged with the Divine Soul will definitely explode together! At that time, there will be no room for things to turn around, and all that awaits him is the Soul Flying Away...... He is going to die, and he can't die anymore!

Therefore, in these two seemingly identical things, Jiang Cheng will show two completely different attitudes, and there is no longer the ruthlessness and determination when he blew himself up before!

It's like a gambler who loses a bet!

The harder they lose, the more crazy they tend to become, and this madness will continue until they lose everything, until they are at the end of the road, and when there is no way back, they will wake up from that madness and become a poor leper dog, wagging his tail at you and begging for mercy!

"Self-destructing?"

As for Jiang Cheng's threat, Ziyang Zhenren is not very sure that he can judge the truth or falsehood! But from his point of view, there is no need to think so much! Now, Jiang Cheng must be killed, otherwise if he is left behind, sooner or later it will become a greater trouble!

So, no matter what, Jiang Cheng must die!

"Jiang Cheng! Now that it's over, do you think I can still let you go?"

As he spoke, a pair of golden wings behind Ziyang Zhenren suddenly swelled up, and after an instant, the two wings closed forward, as if embracing the world, holding up a space with a radius of three meters in the center of the storm, locking himself and Jiang Cheng's divine soul in this closed winged world!

Jiang Cheng, he must be killed! But if it is possible, Ziyang Zhenren will also try his best to protect the millions of living beings in the Xuandu!

Of course, if he can't do anything, he will never really sacrifice himself for the sake of others!

This has nothing to do with hypocrisy or not! Just like when he crossed the 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers before, whether he kills or not, Ziyang Zhenren's only selection criterion is his own heart! And now, too!

"You!"

Jiang Cheng also felt very clearly about Ziyang Zhenren's actions, if he was really a ruthless, resolute and resolute person, then at this moment, when Ziyang Zhenren was confined to the space, he should directly blow up his soul, and pull the other party and the entire Xuan to bury him together!

However, after all, he is not the kind of hero who can be ruthless to himself! So at this moment, in the face of Ziyang Zhenren's ridicule, he can no longer do anything other than let out an angry roar! He can only roar angrily: "Do you know how many people are in this Xuandu! Ziyang Lao'er, let me tell you, there are 3.5 million permanent residents in this Xuandu, and the floating population is even more numerous! Do you know what the consequences will be if the Netherworld Death Qi gets out of control! Do you know!......"

Jiang Cheng's roar became more and more intense, and even without him knowing, the infinitely violent emotions even ignored the torture he was enduring it!

"Oh!"

In the face of Jiang Cheng's hysterical roar, Ziyang Zhenren only had a funny feeling, so he said lightly: "There are indeed many people, but ...... Does it have anything to do with me?"

"You ......"

Jiang Cheng's roar was instantly blocked in his throat! He wanted to question loudly, he wanted to shout and scold! But, as Ziyang Zhenren said, although the population of Xuandu was numerous, did it have anything to do with him?

You must know that the current Xuandu is still in the hands of the Xuanyue Dynasty! In name, it is also the people under the protection of his Jiangcheng!

So...... Just now, he was not only threatening the other party with his own self-explosion, but also threatening the other party with the people under his protection?

Isn't that funny? Maybe it's really funny!

However, for Jiang Cheng, he didn't feel funny at all at this moment! Because, that meant that he would lose his last trace of life!

"Yes, they're not your people, you don't care......"

The bitter voice sounded slowly, and Jiang Cheng, who had already become a little hysterical because of fear, was strangely calmed down at the moment.

However, just when Ziyang Zhenren thought that the other party had given up the idea of dying together, Jiang Cheng, who had calmed down, suddenly roared even more hysterically again: "Since you don't care! Then, let these three million people who belong to me be martyred for me!"

In the roar, the Netherworld Death Qi, which had been stalemate with the Purple Gold Flame, instantly began to riot, and as the Divine Soul of Jiangcheng's transformation collapsed and dissipated, one after another the Netherworld Death Qi that had lost control began to collide in all directions in the space formed by the golden wings, emitting a series of roaring collision sounds!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Purple-gold flames appeared above the wings, but they still couldn't resist the full-scale explosion of Netherworld Death Qi! Dark and cold gaps were corroded out of the wings, and one after another Netherworld Death Qi that broke through the shackles erupted from it, instinctively surging towards the Xuandu City, where the fire of life was most vigorous!

"Poof......

The wings of the Spirit God Fetus were broken, and under the backlash, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood! Rao is that he had already broken through to the Spirit God Realm, and after resisting the explosion of most of the Netherworld Death Qi at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little weak!

But fortunately, this place is in the wings of his spirit fetus, except for Jiang Cheng, who has completely lost his soul, there is no third person! Therefore, no one can see his weakness at the moment!

"Brush!"

After three breaths, he calmed down the boiling qi and blood true yuan in his body a little, and the golden wings surrounding the Ziyang True Body instantly retracted, turning into a streamer and returning to his back!

And at this moment, the energy storm that was originally generated because of Jiang Cheng's self-detonation of the true element of the flesh body had gradually dispersed. So at this time, under the starry sky, except for the Ziyang Zhenren who had just appeared, there were only Yue Qianqiu and the two of them who were embarrassed to avoid the netherworld death!

"Brush!"

The broken wings fluttered slightly, and the figure of Ziyang Zhenren instantly pierced through the void and appeared behind Yue Qianqiu, the speed was even faster than teleporting!

"Ah......h

Just after dodging the impact of a ghostly death qi, Yue Qianqiu was slightly relieved, and the Ziyang Zhenren who appeared behind him directly punched him on the back of the neck, and the strength was once again doubled, making Yue Qianqiu completely lose the power to resist, just let out a short exclamation, and was directly smashed in mid-air by Ziyang Zhenren!

"Third brother!"

On the other side, Yue Yu, who was also embarrassed to avoid the ghostly death, saw that his third brother was stunned by Ziyang Zhenren's punch, and couldn't help but immediately shout loudly!

"Boom!"

Compared to Yue Qianqiu, Yue Yu, who is only in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, has a stronger physical body! After being punched hard by Ziyang Zhenren, he didn't pass out directly, but looked at Ziyang Zhenren in front of him with slightly dull eyes, and said like a nightmare: "You... Unexpectedly... Correct... Steal... Raid ......"

Yue Yu's reaction made Ziyang Zhenren slightly amused, and he ignored his somewhat childish questioning, raised his left hand again, clenched it into a fist, and smashed it again against the big bag on his forehead that was gradually bulging!

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and Yue Yu, who had been smashed twice by Ziyang Zhenren in a row, finally couldn't resist it anymore, and the dizziness that came like a tide followed Yue Qianqiu and lost consciousness!

"Bang!"

With a slight wave of the sleeves of the robe, a handful of purple-gold flames suddenly appeared in mid-air, and after separating a wisp of ghostly death qi that came from the impact, the loose pattern long sword in his right hand was returned to the sheath, and the left hand directly lifted the unconscious Yue Yu, and with a slight flutter of his wings, the two of them directly crossed the void and came to Yue Qianqiu's side!

"Bang!

After waving the sleeves of his robe and sweeping away the two netherworld dead qi that broke through the air, Ziyang Zhenren grabbed Yue Qianqiu in his hand together, and Yue Yu was carried in his hands like a chicken on the left and right!

And Yue Qianqiu, who was already unconscious, didn't know that at this moment just now, he had already turned back and forth several times on the ghost gate! If it weren't for the fact that Ziyang Zhenren was fast enough, there was no need for others to do anything, just those Netherworld Death Qi that rushed towards Xuandu could kill him who was unconscious countless times!

"Buzz ......"

It's a long story, but the time it took from the Netherworld Death Qi breaking through the cage world transformed by the wings of the spirit fetus, to the time it took for Ziyang Zhenren to smash Yue Qianqiu and the two into his hands, was only a few breaths of effort!

Therefore, until this moment, the Netherworld Death Qi that first rushed to the Xuandu City was just before it arrived at the gate of the Xuandu! And when this Netherworld Death Qi wanted to pass through the Xuandu City Gate and enter the city, a thin layer of golden light suddenly rose above the city wall, firmly blocking the impact of the Netherworld Death Qi from the outside!

"Humane luck!"

Seeing that the Netherworld Death Qi was blocked out of the Xuandu, Ziyang Zhenren really breathed a sigh of relief, although he would not give up killing Jiang Cheng for the sake of the millions of creatures in Xuandu City, but if it was possible, he would not want the people in these cities to die because of his battle with Jiang Cheng! Otherwise, he would not have sealed the two of them in that energy storm with his spirit fetus wings before Jiang Cheng blew himself up, and he would have borne most of the impact of the Netherworld Death Qi alone, and even suffered trauma for it!

"Brush!"

With a flick of his wings, Ziyang Zhenren carried the unconscious two people one by one, as if he was strolling leisurely, in the midst of the ghostly death qi flying in the sky, he stepped into the city of Xuandu shrouded in golden light!

At the moment of entering the city gate, a warm feeling suddenly entered Ziyang Zhenren's body from the faint light shield, making his still a little impetuous Qi and Blood True Yuan, calm down a little more!

As the last habitat of the human race, the city of Xuandu is not only the capital of the First Dynasty, but also the breeding place of the entire Human Race! Here, there is not only the imperial luck that belongs to the First Dynasty, but also the human luck that belongs to the entire human race is also hidden in the ancient city wall! Otherwise, as the enemy of the Xuanyue Dynasty now, the moment Ziyang Zhenren stepped into the city wall, what he got was not the help and treatment of the power of luck, but the power of the backlash from the luck of the dynasty!

"Knock! knock!"

After stepping into the city gate, Ziyang Zhenren's hands slightly loosened with the two of them, and the two Avatar Grandmasters who had fallen asleep fell directly onto the bluestone inside the city gate!

Although the human luck temporarily blocked the impact of the Netherworld Death Qi, after all, no one controlled it, and within a short period of time when the Ziyang Zhenren entered the city, the light shield that was shrouded in the walls of the Xuandu City and could only be passively defended had become weaker and weaker!

"What a nuisance!"

Looking at the constantly impacting Netherworld Death Qi, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't help frowning and sighed, but this matter started because of him, but he couldn't afford to stand by! Looking down at the two people who were still in a coma, Ziyang Zhenren very simply punched each of them again, ensuring that the two of them couldn't wake up for a while, Ziyang Zhenren carried the unsheathed Loose Pattern Dao Sword and stepped out of the gate of the Xuandu City again!

"Whoa, whoa!"

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate, Ziyang Zhenren was like a candle in the night, instantly attracting the attention of all the Netherworld Death! After being unable to break through the light shield protection of humanity's luck, these Yin and Cold Netherworld Deaths Qi surged towards the direction where Ziyang Zhenren was located, like moths to a fire, instantly submerging him outside the city gate!

The moth to the fire seems to be extremely powerful!

But just as water overcomes fire, fire can also burn rivers and boil seas! If there are enough moths to put out the fire, then it will no longer be the flame of life of these moths, but the candle that lights up the night sky!