All-Heavens Martial Venerable

2017-06-23

All the Great Influences of human beings in this look have their scalps tingling.

Too many, far more terrifying than they saw at first.

Zhao Sikong is also heart startled. This number is indeed much more than he estimated, but he soon gritted his teeth: “Don’t panic, everyone, follow me to kill.”

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Up to now, he is the only oneself to kill.

All the human influences below are sighing, after all, there are so many soldiers in the underworld, you Zhao Sikong are not afraid, we are still afraid.

You want to court death yourself, don’t pull us back.

Zhao Sikong is also quite anxious now. He originally thought that if he rushed out, the Foreign Race people below would also come out bloody and kill him with him.

But who would have thought that these Foreign Race people not only didn’t have such thoughts, but looked at them like idiots, which made Zhao Sikong feel completely cold.

Without the help of other Foreign Race people, even if they add up all their human influence, they are extremely insignificant in front of so many people from the underworld.

Forget it, as a Taoist powerhouse, although he can’t withstand so many Foreign Race people, he can survive for some time.

But it’s hard for others to say.

Hua Wanru, who has just entered the enlightenment period, has a gap between his strength and those of Dao Wang Daojun. It is only by relying on the treasures obtained by his Innate that he can barely keep his immortality in this battlefield.

But in time, the other powerhouses in the enlightenment period couldn’t hold on, even more how it was her.

Hua Wanru is the only one who runs away.

Human beings are completely in crisis, unable to compete with the army of the underworld.

When Zhao Sikong saw such a scene, his scalp was numb and he didn’t know how to deal with it.

The human side has suffered heavy damage, and he takes full responsibility.

At first glance, the damage can only be described as a horror.

Zhao Sikong is finished, completely finished.

No one will come out to help.

They, alone!

After a while, the human loss of all influence can no longer be described as heavy.

Hua Wanru was in the crowd and was hunted down by many ghosts from the underworld.

“Hahaha, little fellow, do you have a lot of treasures on your body? No wonder you have the guts to come to this Great Secret Realm during the True God period. It’s just right when you come, and give your treasures to this seat obediently. Go. Hahaha!”

A group of ghosts in the enlightenment period, chasing and killing Hua Wanru.

If it’s just one or two, Hua Wanru can barely handle it, but right now, dozens of ghosts and ghosts are chasing and killing her together.

In front of the wolf there is the tiger!

Hua Wanru doesn’t see any hope of getting out.

At this moment, her lovable body trembled, staring ahead, the road has been completely blocked.

“Hahaha, little girl, I see where are you escaping?” Several ghosts laughed wildly.

Hua Wanru had a look of despair on his face.

She knew that this time, she really had nowhere to run.

Surrounded by so many ghosts, where would she escape to?

Hua Wanru shed unwilling tears, is she going to die here?

She is destined to be a loser.

If she is with Yang Chen, that man will definitely protect her.

Unfortunately, that man did not choose her at all.

The other party, together with Zhang Xuelian, is not here now, I am afraid that they have already escaped from this place and don’t know where to go.

In Hua Wanru’s heart, there is only jealousy.

Indeed, she is jealous, she is also human, why cannot she be jealous?

She was jealous of Zhang Xuelian, jealous that Zhang Xuelian got her yearn for something even in dreams, the person she wanted.

“Ahhh!” Hua Wanru roared out, wanting to vent all the anguish from his heart before dying.

At this moment, an extremely terrifying coercion swept down from in the sky.

Then, a black line directly cut through the sky, looking down like a giant dragon, stretching for thousands of miles, and where it passed, there was nothingness.

The dozens of ghosts at the enlightenment stage just now disappeared without a trace.

Everything that surrounded her disappeared in an instant.

This made Hua Wanru lovable body trembled, not knowing what happened, just pinched her hand a little, suddenly raised her head, and saw a silhouette that she dreamed of seeing.

“Yang Chen, it’s you!” Hua Wanru was very surprised, looking at the man in front of him, he had already forgotten that he was the one who killed him with his own hands.

She has changed from indifference to Yang Chen, to a jealous way, to greed, desire, desire, so that now there is a strong feeling in her heart… even herself. Unexplainable bliss.

“Yang Chen, you came to save me, it proves that you still have me in your heart, right.” Hua Wanru’s eyes were bright.

“You think too much, I’ll save you, I just don’t want you to die.” Yang Chen’s tone was cold.

“You must be lying to me, you risked death to save me, but you simply don’t want me to die? Are you worried about Zhang Xuelian?” Hua Wanru still didn’t believe it, she overbearing and asked Yang Chen .

Yang Chen ignored it, reached out and grabbed Hua Wanru directly.

Immediately, he took a step forward and came to the all influence of human beings ahead.

“Yang Chen is here.”

“It’s Yang Chen!”

When the people of all influence saw Yang Chen, they showed ecstatic expressions.

“Yang, Yang Chen…” Zhao Sikong looked overjoyed when he saw Yang Chen.

Yang Chen descended like Heavenly God. Zhao Sikong could see the shot he appeared just now. It was because of seeing this that he felt the arrival of hope.

Yang Chen said in a tranquil voice: “Everyone, go back to the Palace of Reverence first, and I’ll take care of the rest!”

“Go back??” Zhao Sikong listened At this point, his face was ashamed and angry, but he shouted for people to come out. If he went back now, wouldn’t he have slapped him in the face.

Yang Chen doesn’t know what Zhao Sikong thinks: “Those who want to live go back, and those who don’t want to live can of course stay here!”

Zhao Sikong’s body trembled, how could he not want to? To live, he is not afraid of death, but this does not mean that he does not want to live.

He gritted his teeth, but he was still hesitant, but in a blink of an eye, the overwhelming majority had already run back, almost without any hesitation.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sikong had to grit his teeth and choose to go back.

Yang Chen saw this, relaxed, and next, he had to figure out how to stop these ghosts, so he made a big scene.

But he just started, but he saw that Hua Wanru hadn’t gone back, and his expression sank: “Why haven’t you gone back yet?”

“Yang Chen, in your heart, in the end Is there me?” Hua Wanru stared at Yang Chen intently, biting his lip.