At this moment, Huang Nishang suddenly felt a force that she could not see resisting come upon her, a force that was filled with a dense death aura, causing her face to turn incomparably pale, her life breath gradually weakening.
“You, after all, have not survived? You will not be alone. In the next life, Ni Shang will be your woman again. ……” After saying these words, Huang Ni Shang fainted, and her life aura was gradually weakening.
Ye Han is dead!
Looking at the youth who was pierced through the chest by the hegemonic spear in Murong Hetu’s hand, inside the mountain villa, astonishing anger and sadness filled the heaven and earth, why were they so desperate? Why were they willing to make enemies of the great sects and the great powers of the underworld?
It was for him, for that youth, but at this moment that youth had left them for another world.
“Brother, the three-year period I promised you, Zhao Hengtian, has not yet expired, how can you die? How can you leave our group of people behind ……” Zhao Hengtian looked up to the sky and whistled, his eyes flushed red, his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails were digging into his flesh.
“Brother!”
“Hanzi!”
“Young Ye!”
A cry went out between heaven and earth, at this moment, this group of bloodthirsty men of the Heavenly Dragon Guards could not help but shed tears, a look of desolation and anger filled the heaven and earth, what was the point of them fighting any longer when their faith was dead?
From Hangcheng in Eastern China to Xijiang, they had destroyed Jiang Yutang and beaten back the Heavenly Dignity Society. From Xijiang to Central China, they had fought against Murong Hetu, the southern hegemon, and fought for half of the rivers and mountains of Central China.
But now, the young man who had fought together with them, who had planned and planned with great wisdom, was gone.
This Phoenix Mountain had become his extinct land!
A scene belonging to Ye Han flashed through the minds of the Heavenly Dragon Guards, from Zhao Hengtian and the others, and their expressions looked somewhat pained and sad.
“Ah, it can’t be? Why would it be like this? I haven’t told you myself, you are my madman’s son, you can’t die, all of you go to hell, if my madman’s son dies, all of you will go to be buried with him, die die die ……” madness, full madness aura rolled out from the madman’s body at this moment, the Xuan Yuan sword which represents justice at this moment seemed to Became the sword of the god of killing, slaughtering heaven and earth, crazy maniac is very terrifying, northeast tiger four people were killed and fled.
At this moment, the great battle between heaven and earth came to an end because of these words of the madman, and one gaze stared intently at the madman and Ye Han who had lost his voice.
Ye Han, he was actually the son of the Madman?
A shock, an indescribable shock flashed through everyone’s heart, if that was true, now that Ye Han was dead, how many people would be able to withstand the madness of the Madman’s revenge?
Not only the Madman, but also the number one family in China, the Ji family, the hidden family that claimed to have the Xuan Yuan bloodline, even the number one ancient martial arts sect like Shaolin would have to deal with it carefully.
With Ye Han dead and the Madman angry, the next thing that would happen would be an uproar in both the black and white sectors of China, and that process would be absolutely bloody and crazy!
If Ye Han was not the Madman’s son, then, if Ye Han died, the Madman would only be angry at most, but, at this moment, he said personally that Ye Han was his son, this kind of joke the Madman would not just make.
Why did he go to such great lengths to help Ye Han? At this moment, there was also an answer, because they were originally a father and son relationship.
Murong Hetu trembled inwardly, he originally thought that killing Ye Han would solve everything, but instead, he had provoked an even more powerful enemy, the Madman wanted to destroy his Murong Villa with a wave of his hand.
At this moment, after hearing these words from the Madman, both the Ragged Old Dao and Huangfu Qitian’s faces had a shaken look on them.
Ye Han, the son of the Madman!
On the other side, Daoist Master Yu Xu chose to intervene after all, and with his appearance, no one could stop him. Hatsukong Chi was directly scared out of his a*s and threw down the Immortal Binding Rope and ran away, and in the end, Daoist Master Yu Xu got the Immortal Binding Rope, while the Holy Beast White Tiger also fled, not knowing where it had gone?
The great battle inside the mountain villa had stopped, except for the maniac who was frantically chasing after the four Northeast Tigers.
That man was simply too frightening when he went crazy, and the four Northeast Tigers were all badly injured and fled in all directions.
“Although that boy is dead, the holy beast has also escaped, a pity!”
The great sects sighed in their hearts, this time, they had done something useless, apart from killing Ye Han, they had ended up with nothing, instead they had lost many experts.
“Go!”
A line of figures began to leave the mountain villa, there was no need to stay here any longer, the madman had gone mad, if this fire burned down on them later, no one dared to think about that kind of consequence.
Soon, except for Ye Han’s side, only Daoist Master Yu Xu remained inside the entire villa. ?
But even so, he would still do what he had to do. Today, whoever had caused them to be separated from each other, he would have everyone buried with them in the future.
Inside the mountain villa, looking at the youth lying on the ground, no longer sounding, a sadness like aura filled the heaven and earth, they all found it hard to believe at this moment that the youth who never said defeat in the face of adversity and never fell down had died.
Under this silence, the scruffy old Taoist strolled in, he looked at the crowd and said; “Come on, this kid’s life, it’s not that cheap, the King of Hell he still doesn’t dare to take it.”
Hearing these words, a line of eyes moved, all of them were as if they had grabbed a straw to save their lives, their eyes staring intently at Old Dirt.
“Old Daoist Xiao, are you telling the truth? My son isn’t dead yet?” At this time, the madman who was originally alone and godly appeared in front of Dirt Old Dao like a gust of wind, a terrifying aura enveloping him, as if he would strike as soon as Dirt Old Dao dared to say a word of no.
“Ji family brat, these three words of mine, Xiao Qingshan, are the answer, if I say he’s not dead, he’s not dead, only that he still needs a baptism to shed his transformation.” After saying that, the scruffy old dao’s gaze fell on Ye Han’s body, he had already given Ye Han a calculation, a certain death, a rebirth in fire, and a king’s landing.
Since it was King’s Landing, Ye Han would certainly not leave his life here.
A trail of gazes were now staring intently at Ye Han lying on the ground, was he really still alive? That shot from Murong Hetu had pierced Ye Han’s heart!
However, under the gaze of the surrounding gazes, a wonderful change took place on Ye Han’s body, a flame slowly emerged from his chest, and within this flame, it was as if there was a giant bird, which then turned into a dazzling red light that enveloped Ye Han.
In the next moment, Ye Han’s body was covered in flames, and the blazing flames burned on his body as if they would never go out permanently.
Seeing this, the scruffy old dao took a sip of wine and a smile appeared on his face, the holy beast, the Vermillion Bird, had finally played its part!
