He Yang stood in the center of 10,000 people, surrounded by many immortal cultivators. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The wind suddenly blew up his black robe, and it looked so elegant.

He Yang's ink hair was constantly swaying in the wind, his eyes were as clear as water, and a dusty breath emanated faintly from his body.

At this moment, He Yang was full of profound meanings that were difficult to understand, overlapping with the gods and immortals who saved the common people.

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of Gongzi Xu, I would like to respect Gongzi Xu as the holy master, only Gongzi Xu's life is obeyed!"

I don't know who shouted out and bowed down in front of He Yang, and the others were not far behind, and they knelt down to He Yang one after another.

"We are willing to respect Xu Gongzi as the master, but Xu Gongzi's order is obeyed!"

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

"Meet the Holy Lord......"

The sound of the crowd shouting resounded through the place, wave after wave, reaching into the sky.

Almost all the immortal cultivators bowed down to He Yang, except for the two of them, who were Ye Zihua and his junior sister Fan Meng'er.

Ye Zihua put his arm around Fan Meng'er's shoulders and smiled heartily, his eyes were full of relief.

He Yang looked at the immortal cultivator who fell down in front of him, he had a lot of thoughts for a while, but his expression was particularly calm, he had experienced life and death, and had gone through so many ups and downs, he was no longer the ignorant teenager he was at the beginning.

Although He Yang did not have a thorough understanding, he also had a little understanding in his heart that no matter when and where, since ancient times, he has always respected the strong.

When you are strong, no one dares to accuse you of your faults, even if everything you do is contrary to common sense. When you are weak, even if you are righteous and awe-inspiring, or sacrifice your life and forget to die, there are voices that are discordant to you.

He Yang has come all the way, he is used to seeing all kinds of life, and has experienced countless lives and deaths, and he has already polished his mentality extremely tenacious.

Yesterday's self was upside down, almost everyone shouted and beat, and now everyone is in the spotlight, who dares to compete.

One thought of heaven and one thought of the netherworld, the gap between them made He Yang sigh for a while.

Looking at the immortal cultivator who fell in front of him, He Yang at this time was neither sad nor happy, and his calm appearance set him off even more deeply.

He Yang looked around, his eyes glanced at all the immortal cultivators who knelt down one by one, and faint words gently came out of his mouth.

"You fellow Daoists don't have to be like this, I, Xu Shui, as a member of the East Coast Immortal Cultivator Sect, naturally will not sit idly by and watch the West Coast Demon Cultivators run rampant and slaughter my fellow sects on the East Coast, this is my mission, in view of the fact that the Demon Cultivators have gone in a big way, you Daoists don't have to be like this, please get up and speak!"

"Today, we respect you as the Holy Lord, and we will serve you as the Holy Lord all our lives, and no one can change it, and what you have done today is enough to be worthy of the word Holy Lord, and we will also promise to the Holy Lord, otherwise we will not be able to kneel down. ”

An old man with gray hair, although he was extremely old, spoke eloquently at this moment, and his tone was categorical and unquestionable.

When the others heard what the old man said, they responded one after another, and Da He Yang did not agree to this responsibility, so he knelt on the ground.

Even Xu Zitao and Li Ruolan, as well as Wu Kaiyu, Tang Feiyu, Lu Han and Lu Hao and others beside them, also echoed at this moment, and He Yang did not agree, so he forcibly persecuted him.

He Yang was silent and speechless, until after a long time, his gaze began to become wise.

"In this case, I Xu Shui will no longer shirk, but here it is disrespectful, thanks to the love of all Taoist friends, I promise you to be, and please all Taoist friends hurry up. ”

He Yang's voice spread all over the place, making the hearts of all his living immortal cultivators happy.

"Thank you, Holy Lord!"

The East Coast Immortal Cultivators who were kneeling around He Yang shouted in unison, their eyes showing extreme excitement, and slowly stood up from the ground.

At this moment, He Yang is no longer a demon cultivator who is the enemy of the world and is spurned, but the holy lord who is favored by the immortal cultivators on the east coast.

The four major beast clans have completed their mission, and under He Yang's call, they have entered his spatial ring, and the four major patriarchs have stayed, surrounding He Yang.

At this moment, a scream came from the Yuanying War Group in the sky above, and the voice was a woman's voice.

He Yang had already paid attention, that woman was the only remaining Yuanying ancestor of the Zhongshen Sect, Meizi, she was dying at the moment, and she was about to fall under the attack of the two Yuanying realm demon cultivators.

Meizi looked at the two demon cultivators who came and let out a miserable laugh.

"Brother Fengshenzi, Brother Haizi, Meizi is here to accompany you......"

Meizi knew that her life had come to an end, just when she was going to explode the golden pill in exchange for the opportunity to die with those two demon cultivators.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the two demon cultivators who came, and the person who came was He Yang.

He Yang threw two punches in a row, smashing at the two demon cultivators who attacked at the same time.

"Bang Bang"

There were only two sounds, and the two demon cultivators each spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies flew backwards.

He Yang's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared directly at the place where the two demon cultivators were about to land.

The golden light on He Yang's palms was filled with golden light, which was a collection of extremely condensed spiritual power, and slapped towards the two of them.

"Boom"

The two demon cultivators collapsed in an instant, but their primordial babies were separated from their bodies in time and fled in all directions.

How could He Yang let them go, the speed was like a rainbow, and he chased after them, grabbing the Yuan Ying of these two people in his hands.

"You are Xu Shui, I curse you not to die well, and you will never be able to live forever......"

The two Yuan Babies who were held in the palm of He Yang's hands showed a hideous smile at He Yang, which could be described as a monstrous hatred, but they witnessed He Yang's strength on the battlefield below. If it weren't for him, how could they have failed miserably, so that they ended up with a physical collapse and a precarious life.

Although the two Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators were cursing He Yang vigorously, He Yang felt two terrifying fluctuations from their Yuan Infants, which were the prelude to self-destruction.

"No matter how treacherous you are, you will still die in front of me!"

He Yang showed a sarcastic smile, his hand tightened, and the power of cultivation operated in the palm of his hand, and he pinched it fiercely, and the two yuan babies were suddenly pinched and exploded by He Yang.

Meizi looked at He Yang's back, and her heart was complicated, but she didn't expect to be saved by her life and death enemy in the end, how ironic this was for her.

"Xu Shui, although I can survive with your help today, I will not be grateful to you for this, you evil demon, I have a deep hatred with you, and I don't share the sky. If you don't kill me today, the day it will be your death when I am done."