Heaven Defying Supreme

Yu Yunxi's eyes were full of tears, "We met three Death God face spiders in the ancient Huoyuan. They were killed by those beasts in order to protect me."

"Alas!" Helian Mengde raised his head and sighed, his cloudy eyes gradually moistening.

He is sad!

Because all the disciples of the ancestors of the Western Continent who entered the ancient fire prison are all geniuses of their peers, but now they have died, how can he not regret it?

He knew that when searching for treasures in the ancient Hellfire, casualties were inevitable, but he never imagined that so many people would die!

The sadness in his heart can be imagined.

"Haha, the ones who died are the new forces of the ancestral dynasty of Xizhou, it's good to die." Huyan Zhang laughed in his heart, but he still put on a look of sympathy and compassion, "Brother Helian, people can't be resurrected from the dead, so take care! "

Helian Mengde knew that the other party was not sincere, and also knew that the other party was eager for the power of the new generation of his ancestral dynasty to die in the ancient fire prison, but he still clenched his fists towards Huyan Zhang on his face.

Fang Zixi, who was seated beside him, felt sorry for the deceased genius child of Xizhou Ancestral Dynasty, but from her position, it was naturally a good thing.

Because she knows very well that Tianmen Shrine is the weakest of the three major forces. If you want to turn the situation around, you must not only cultivate disciples with unlimited prospects in her own Shrine, but also weaken the strength of the new generation of the opponent.

"Sorry." Fang Zixi said softly.

"Yeah." After Helian Mengde nodded, he closed his eyes and sneered in his heart: "Damn! Why did my Xizhou ancestor die so many geniuses!"

"Why aren't the people who died from the Tianmen Shrine or the Bliss God Sect?"

When Helian Mengde was thinking in secret, Fang Zixi had an ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be that Tan Yun was also killed?

She hurriedly looked at the disciples of Tianmen Shrine and asked, "Where is Tan Yun? What about the other ten thousand disciples from the Orc Star Region?"

Li Chen, a disciple of the Four Arts Star Region, stepped forward and kowtowed, "Report to the Palace Master, Tan Shengzi also died in the hands of the Death God Human Face Spider."

"Whoosh!" Fang Zixi stood up suddenly, her delicate body trembling violently, "What did you say! Say it again!"

Hearing the news of Tan Yun's death, Fang Zixi's mind came up with images of Tan Yun showing off the heaven-defying talent and understanding again and again.

For some reason, her heart felt a tingling pain.

This feeling is not only the favor of the palace master to the disciple.

"Report to the Palace Master, Tan Shengzi is dead." Li Chen said bravely.

"How can this happen... how can this happen..." Fang Zixi covered her chest with her right hand, her beautiful eyes gradually moistening.

The scene when she first met Tan Yun appeared in her mind, a tear fell down her stunning face, and her heart was sad, "You said that if one day you became stronger, you would cover me, why did you lose your trust in me...why..."

Looking at Fang Zixi's tears, Yu Yunxi frowned and said to Tan Yun in the ancestral hall of time and space inside her cuff, "Tan Yun, what's going on? What is your relationship with your palace lord?"

"Why is she so sad to hear of your death?"

In the ancestral hall, Tan Yun looked at Fang Zixi's sad expression, a warm current emerged in his heart, and he said, "I...I don't know either."

When Tan Yun was confused, all the disciples of Tianmen Shrine were shocked.

They never imagined that the palace lord would cry for Tan Yun!

Not only everyone can't figure it out, but even all the children of the Xizhou Ancestral Dynasty are puzzled.

"Palace Fang really values ​​friendship, your palace is just a disciple who died, you are so heartbroken?" Huyan Zhang said strangely.

Fang Zixi sneered at Hu Yanzhang, "Tan Yun is not only a disciple of this palace master, but also a friend of this palace master, and also the most talented disciple of my Tianmen Shrine since the establishment of the palace!"

"Sect Master Huyan, please pay attention to your attitude when you speak!"

Facing Fang Zixi's scolding, Huyan Zhang laughed, "Palace Fang, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's the sect master who talks too much, hehehehe."

"Humph!" Fang Zixi snorted coldly and ignored Huyanzhang.

"Wuwu... Yun'er... How could you die!" At this moment, Daokun had already cried to tears, and the turbid tears were broken and dripping.

It was difficult for him to accept the fact of Tan Yun's death. In his heart, he treated Tan Yun like a grandson.

When Dao Kun was crying, Daozi, the Supreme Saint of the Human Race Starfield beside him, and the Saint Old Lion Bilie, the Supreme Saint of the Orc Star Domain, were secretly happy.

Especially Shi Bilie, he laughed in his heart: "Hahahaha, good, great! Tan Yun, you **** killed my son, now you are dead, you are finally dead!"

"Third Junior Brother, people can't be resurrected from the dead, and I would like to express my condolences."

"You don't want to talk shit!" Daokun's eyes were red with tears, and he shouted angrily: "If you dare to say one more sentence, I will kill you now!"

Dao Kun was angry, and Dao Zi was still very afraid, because he knew very well that neither of them were Dao Kun's opponents.

"Tiancheng, Tianyou, didn't this Palace Master ask you to protect Tan Yun?" Fang Zixi looked at the two of them and said coldly, "How did you protect them!"

"Plop, plop!"

The two brothers looked apologetic, hurriedly bowed their heads, and blamed themselves: "Report to the palace master, it is the disciple who is not doing well."

The two brothers did not say that it was Tan Yun who did not allow him to protect him. In their hearts, since the palace lord ordered them to protect him, the result was that they did not execute it, and it was all their fault.

"You are so disappointed in this Palace Master!" Fang Zixi said coldly, "Get up!"

After the two brothers got up, they kept bowing their heads and said nothing, looking extremely disappointed.

Tan Yun saw the expressions of the two, Daokun crying, and Fang Zixi's dejected look, he secretly said:

"Tiancheng and Tianyou two brothers, it's me Tan Yun who is sorry for you, and I will apologize to you in person in the future."

"Dao Kun, you are in my heart, just like my grandfather. I will remember your kindness to me in my heart."

"Palace Master, don't be sad, I am not dead, I am honored to hear you say that I am your friend in public."

"I'm just sorry, there are too many people in Tianmen Shrine who want to kill me. Even with your protection, I may not be able to survive, so I have to leave temporarily."

When Tan Yun thought to himself, at the entrance of the ancient fire prison, the space reversed again, and then Changsun Han flashed out.

"The disciple kowtows to the sect master!" Changsun Han knelt down and kowtowed to Huyan Zhang, who was on the tower of the gods.

"No ceremony." Huyan Zhang smiled and said, "Changsun Han, why didn't the young master and others come out with you?"

Changsun Han's next sentence made Huyan Zhang stand on the spot, like a bolt from the blue!

"Reporting to the sect master, the young master and the other brothers and sisters are dead." Changsun Han forced out a few tears.

"Whoosh!" Huyanzhang suddenly got up and disappeared, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of Changsun Han, grabbed Changsun Han's shoulders with trembling hands, grabbed Changsun Han, and roared hoarsely: "How could my son die, you Isn't this **** talking nonsense!"

"Sect Master... woo... The disciple didn't lie to you." The eldest Sun Han pretended to cry and burst into tears, "The young master went to the ancient Huoyuan under the protection of Shen Kuang and Niu Hongzhang, and was killed by the Death God Human Face Spider."

"When the disciple rushed over, the young master was already dead, and the disciple's Taoist companion was also physically destroyed. The disciple did not lie to you!"

"The Seventh Princess of the Ancestral Dynasty of Xizhou also knows about this."

Huyan Zhang let go of Chang Sun Han weakly with both hands, turned around tremblingly, looked at Yu Yunxi, and there was a hint of hope in his tearful eyes, "Seventh Princess! Please tell this Sect Master, my son is not dead, okay?"

Yu Yunxi pursed her lips and pretended to be sad, "I'm sorry, this junior can't deceive you."

"Your son is indeed dead. He was eaten by the Death God's Face Spider after being burned alive..."

Without waiting for Yu Yunxi's words, Huyan Zhang felt a severe pain in his heart, he raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, the endless sadness swallowed the nerves of his whole body, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fell down!