"Why?"

Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly looked into the distance, and at this moment, many memories suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had heard this sentence more than once.

Maybe he also asked others why, just like the dark night ghost market that day, he once asked Zhu Xuezhu, and for example, the city lord's mansion in Guiyuan City, he also asked Qian Duoduo.

What's more, he asked himself why...... Why, it seems that every time it doesn't have much to do with him, but he or she has even given up his life for each other!

"Perhaps, this is my principle, and it is also my way!

Feng Qingyang slowly spoke, and suddenly, the void wind blew loudly, and the drums became louder and louder, instantly blowing the words spoken by Feng Qingyang into the heavens and the earth.

I don't know if I heard clearly, or rather, I didn't hear clearly!

However, at this moment, the eyes of Feng Qingyang and the Great Witch Saintess were bursting out at the same time, and Feng Qingyang knew that his previous answer, the Great Witch Saintess had already heard it clearly.

The drum roared, like a thunderstorm rolling in the sky, endless thunder and lightning derived from the void, it seemed to have the potential to destroy all things, the constant whirling righteousness, and the roaring divine thunder, all deeply shocked the heart of the wind at this moment.

To be exact, it was stimulating his heart!

The wind was no longer silent, the Moon Bow swayed, trembled, and seemed to have its own wisdom at this moment, and vaguely, it seemed to feel the excitement of the Moon Bow that was a kind of longing.

A thirst for battle, but also a thirst for blood!

Feng Qingyang's heart moved slightly, his fingertips loosened, aiming at the huge bubble between the two, and finally no longer hesitated, and took the lead in moving, because he knew that they were already dying.

At the moment when he killed the Great Witch Saint Son, he was already completely on the side of the Wuzhen Clan, and the Great Witch Saint on the other side, or the mind of the Zombie King, had become his enemy.

As soon as his eyes closed, he opened them in an instant, and at that moment, a strange thing flashed in his eyes, his left eye turned blood red, while his right eye was clear, it seemed to be two different eyes, but he appeared in the same person's body.

"The left eye is a zombie, the right eye is a human being!"

With a helpless sigh in his heart, he shook his head, he had no way out, and even if he did, it was just a bitterness that could not be disappeared.

The string moved, and the moon arrow pierced the sky, and at this moment, it did not fly straight, but rotated around the void, as if it was automatically accumulating a greater amount of essence.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang's heart was slightly happy, and he could clearly feel that it seemed that the Moon Death Bow had given birth to spiritual wisdom, and looking at the trajectory of the Moon Death Arrow's flight, this qiē was silently explained.

However, it didn't take long for the wind to turn from surprise to depression and helplessness, and after all this time, the Moon Death Arrow still did not blast at the bubble, but instead circled around it.

Feng Qingyang's face instantly darkened, like a piece of charcoal, and at the moment when he was about to fall into a rampage, the Moon Death Bow in his hand seemed to tremble slightly, and then the rotating Moon Death Arrow suddenly shot at the Great Witch Saintess unexpectedly.

It was only at this time that Feng Qingyang understood what his previous actions meant!

The light crossed the sky, with a bright little tail, and between the flashes of light, it instantly arrived in front of the great witch saintess, and at the last moment, I saw that she was just feeding in the blink of an eye, and the moon arrow suddenly let out a wail, and then flew back into Feng Qingyang's hand with a whoosh.

"Awesome!"

He let out a low cry, leaned forward, without the slightest pause, and flew forward in an instant, quickly approaching the huge bubble, at this moment, the bubble was already huge and boundless, under the moonlight, like a star falling from mortal dust.

However, Feng Qingyang still went all out, and just as he was flying, his body changed rapidly, and the originally hidden 'copper skin and iron bones' were running wildly, and he pressed the bubbles with one palm.

The black room flickered, surrounded by countless thunderbolts, and when he passed through the bubbles, an earth-shattering explosion sounded behind him, and in an instant, countless points of light appeared in the heavens and the earth.

It was like a meteor shower, but those points of light were heavy, and they fell to the ground, smashing out bottomless pits.

Just as he penetrated, the Great Witch Saintess in the distance gently opened her mouth again, and a bubble flew out again, but this one was not as swaying as before, but contained an oppressive force.

This oppressive force is very familiar, it seems to be the control of the void, the ability to manipulate the gravity in it, or a trace of the rules.

Looking at the oncoming bubbles, he was silent for a while, and suddenly raised his right hand, and after raising two fingers, he swiped at the sky, and that stroke was like a sword that cut the sky, and when it fell, the bubble broke instantly.

Seeing the bubbles of the Great Witch Saintess in front of him, and the cheers of the Wuzhen tribe came from behind him, it seemed that at the moment when the Great Witch Saint Son fell, did this Saint Daughter have a touch of sadness and desolation in her heart?

Feng Qingyang was speechless, this is a race, two different beliefs collide, if they can't be perfectly integrated, then they can only grow in blood and tears.

If he falls, then the people of the Wuzhen tribe who have completely offended the Great Wu Heavenly Clan will be subjected to a crazy bloodbath, and perhaps the balance of victory will gradually tilt in favor of the Zombie King.

However, when the wind cleared up, it was to break the scale, he did not stand where he should stand, but came to the opposite side, when he beheaded the Great Witch Son, he suddenly felt like a knife, as if he had killed his own relatives with his own hands.

And he can't regret it, he already has a choice, and when he makes a choice, he has to bear the sorrow of the result.

Either give up, but it is himself who dies, the matter has come to this, he has to fight, at this moment he is no longer fighting for the people of the Wuzhen tribe, but fighting for his own life and death!

"Originally, we wouldn't have gone to war, you know!" Ahead, there was a soft sigh from the Great Witch Maiden, who seemed to be saying to herself, or to the wind.

"If there is a war now, there will only be more casualties, perhaps until one side is completely destroyed. After a pause, the Great Witch Saintess continued, her face was indifferent, and her speech seemed to be extremely light, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"But if there is no war, this hatred will continue, and then the land will no longer be white bones, but blood that will never coagulate. ”

The sound of the wind was clear, and suddenly he was full of exhaustion, and at this moment, he thought of a lot, thinking that he seemed to be a zombie, a zombie that everyone shouted and killed.

Out of this secret realm, he will return to the cultivation realm, where he may be the Great Wu Heavenly Clan in the eyes of the people of the Wuzhen tribe, but in the cultivation realm, he is not as strong as the Great Wu Heavenly Clan, on the contrary, he is the enemy of the world.

He couldn't guarantee that his friend wouldn't stab him in the back.

This is a war between two races, but it has already been staged here in advance.