"Come out, Heavenly King, have been hiding here for so long, and have seen enough of the play?"The cold drink, with the sound waves, swept away in the depths of the fascination, he turned between his hands, a stone peak collapsed.

“Old man, do you know I’m here?” came a loud drink from under the stone peak.

“The King of Heaven?He's not dead?"

This is a shocking news, the king of heaven, did not die.

"Your means are clever, but you can't fool me, because in such a trick, I am your predecessor!"Yang Qian laughed.

"I didn't see it at the time, you were just a double, you cheated so many years!"But you are in the area together, what can I do?”

The sound of the overbearingness rose up, and the king of heaven was alive again, and the breath was strong to the extreme.

“Do you think I don’t exist?”The king’s voice moved forward.

“Today, at all costs, you will be crushed!”King of the Monkey, has been silent for so many years, I think, you should not want to participate in this war?"

Deep in the fascination, in the midst of chaos, a pair of eyes was opened, and a low roar sounded, as if to answer something.

“Stupid guy!”The king of heaven was angry.

"A very wise decision."Yang Qian Kun said, the next moment, he sucked a big hand, Yang Zhiqiang's hand, the town soul gun trembling, rushed to the sky.

"Look at the guys in Yangmen, look forward to the last type of Yang's gun!"

“The last shot of the Yang family?”

Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang have never heard of it.

"Culture of the ancient heroes, Yangmen, the name of the hero, praise from generation to generation!"

“My forefathers, great righteousness, throng enemies, all sides!”

"I want to be able to report this long to the country, how afraid of white bones buried in the wilderness!"

"Today, on the side, in the name of Yangmen, the four sides of the town of anger!"

The sound of the twilight, the twilight, the wiping of the heavens.

One sleeves and two, the soul of the town is in the hand, one way back to the horse, the shadow of the eight sides.

The blood was burning, the avenue was resonating, and in the great throes, the wind suddenly blew, setting off the old man's white hair and the white robe with some patch.

The gun was heavy, the heavy air wave, the wave wind, the white-haired old man, under the invincible Gesha god, was so tall and powerful, but so thin and thin.

He turned around, through the sky, staring at the figure under the void, his eyes slowly swept through the Yang Rui several people, and the relief he had never had before turned into a smile at this moment.

The people of the Yang family, with a heart.

It’s not just a separation, but why, why?

People can’t help but want to cry.

“Old thing, it’s not dead, what do you see?”What are you laughing at?” the grinous laughter of Yang Rui, who was a gratifying laugh, completely triggered his tears.

The old man laughed and laughed even more.

Turn around, mother-in-law.

“Aheads, go too!”

Drink it, ring from the sky, Yang Zhiqiang's body, a false shadow came out, the words murmured: the road is horizontal, only you are confused.

The king’s face is hard to see.

"With your old and disabled area, I also want to fight with me, crazy dream!"Even if you add the king, it is useless!Today I will take your blood sacrifice!”

"Oh, kill you, you can't do it, but it's not a problem to seal you for decades!"

The cold laughter spread, and between heaven and earth, there was another big battle, and everything seemed to be planned early.

The king panicked, completely panicked, the spirit mantra was crazy, and countless souls were stored in a space, but at the moment when he moved the soul mantra, a Buddha sound was full, the Tibetan king's mouth passed away, the treasure is solemn, the pearl and the tin cane emit a bright light, covering the countless souls.

“Don’t fight anymore, go in quietly for twenty years!”He smiled, and his body gradually became exhausted, and at the cost of his own body, sealed the king of the earth.

“Ah!”

The king is roaring, "Old thing, you can't do this, this life, I can't be sealed!"

“Do not fight!”

"Old thing, if you seal me, after 20 years, I will kill all your Yangmen, one will not stay!"Let your Yangmen be extinct, and no one can be reborn!”He screamed, but Yang Qianjun did not waver at all.

"After 20 years, you don't have to seal you again, the people behind Yangmen, who can kill you, are everywhere!"He smiled, after this life, Yang Meng was destined to rise, he had already seen a corner of the future.

Deep in the fascination, a stump came, bigger than the previous two coffins.

A shadow came with the soul, and then divided into three, if the light swept, the light pierced the king of heaven, and killed it for a while.

“The old man . . .”Yang Rui's heart, inexplicably painful.

This style, stunning the whole sky, cut through the ancient, he used the last glimmer of force, sent the king of heaven into the stupor, the king of the earth will be sealed, countless chains wrapped, sealed a heavy and one heavy, eight ghosts, completely suppressed it in the depths of the illusion.

The old man's figure, after all, scattered, a remnant soul, I do not know whether it is the soul of heaven or the earth, the shadow drifted to the depths of the mystery, the soul gun trembling, falling to the earth.

“The old man!”Yang Rui's throat did not know why he was hoarse, his chest was stabbed inexplicably, knowing that the old man did not die, but he did not know why, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life.

The heavens and the earth are silent, and all of them are in fear.

The gods had several people retreated, most of them were killed by the town, and Qiu Zhenghao stepped on and captured a woman, who was actually a black woman of the divine family.

The night ice and the night ice began the fate of the battle.

All this, Yang Rui has been indifferent, the last sarcastic out, Yang Rui will be the woman suppressed into, the future can not say clearly, do not kill her, may one day use her.

“Respice!”

Mao Junfeng comforted.

The mood of the Yang family is quite low.

“Hey hey!”Yang Rui smiled and wiped a tear, "This old guy is really shameless, dead and still earn labor tears!"He laughed very reluctantly.

Yang Zhiqiang left, toward the west, the war is still burning, the war is not over.

“My generation, go west!”

Infected by Yang Qiankun's righteousness, countless strong people spontaneously marched toward the West.

"Yang Meng Zhongli's deeds, passed down from time to time in the sun, once left a legendary figure in the sun, for us to do the best example and example, the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility!"

“Come on, brothers, the older generation is aware of this, and how can we be younger than we should be behind them?”

"The world is facing a crisis of the end, my generation, when you give your own strength!"

At this moment, whether the strong or the weak, have a new consciousness and begin to move towards the West.

Against the Night King, everyone is responsible.

The Yang family, the heart is very not taste, they are in the hallucinations for a long time, never found the old man's soul.

"Brother Yang, don't be sad."The whole family came forward to comfort.

(End of this chapter)