In front of Dao Dao, Dark Yeyuan's combat power is not worth mentioning at all.

  The beastmasters were bewitched by the killing light of the avenue. They were comrades who fought side by side before, but in a blink of an eye, they became enemies facing each other with swords.

   Watching the people kill each other, Zhan Wuya's heart is also full of anger and violence. And the heavier the hostility in his body, the more arrogant the slaughtering light that hovered outside the shroud of the gods and wanted to find a flaw and penetrated into the shroud to devour Zhan Wuya's sanity.

   Get angry!

   The angrier you are, the heavier the killing in your heart!

   In the last life, Leng Yao was controlled by the light of the killing of the Dao, and ruthlessly killed his own people. History will repeat itself. This time, can Zhan Wuya change the ending?

  Seeing Zhan Wuya's eyes turning blood red, like a pitiful and cute little rabbit in the dark, Dao's laughter is full of bewitching. "Leng Yao, if you have the kind, then shake off your divine hood and fight me generously!"

  Zhan Wuya stared at the **** hood outside his body with blood red eyes.

   He knew very well in his heart that once the shroud of the gods was broken, the pervasive light of killing would engulf his sanity in an instant. At that time, he is just a mad dog and a sharp knife in Dao's hands. He will be controlled by Dao, and he will kill his own people, his friends, and the three thousand worlds he cares about.

  Zhan Wuya clenched his teeth, shook his head and said, "You can't even think of fooling me!"

  Zhan Wuya simply closed his eyes.

   He is the patron saint of this world. As long as he does not die, the Great Way cannot pass him and take away this world.

   He cannot be manipulated by Killing Light in any way.

  Otherwise, the entire Dark Night Abyss will be buried with him.

   Zhan Wuya closed his eyes and could not see the ruthless fighting beside him, but he could hear the screams of the beastmasters who fell to the ground after being stabbed to death. Zhan Wuya's muscles were tense, and the negative emotions in his heart were suppressed by his rationality and slowly settled down.

  When he calmed down, the divine shroud outside his body became harder and harder.

   Noticing the changes in Zhan Wuya, Charm Monarch was surprised.

  Oh, it has made some progress.

   Suddenly, Zhan Wuya heard a call—

   "Boundless." That is.

  Master?

   No, his master, the demon cultivator, Ye Qingchen, has long since disappeared.

   The next second, another young boy's voice rang in Zhan Wuya's ear, "Brother, save me!"

   That was his brother's voice.

   But his brother had already fulfilled his long-cherished wish. After being transcended by Ye Qingyang, he successfully entered the reincarnation.

   At this moment, another crisp voice sounded beside Zhan Wuya's ears, the voice was full of pain and attachment, "Wuya, Wuya, I hurt so much, Wuya, my neck hurts so much."

This is

  Battle of Jiangxue.

  Zhan Wuya's eyelashes trembled, but he still didn't open his eyes.

  He buried Zhan Jiangxue with his own hands, and sewed the broken head and body back together with his own hands.

  Dead people should not reappear.

   This is an illusion created by Dao, and he cannot be fooled.

  Zhan Wuya still closed his eyes, he shook his head calmly, and whispered: "Dao, no one can shake my heart, your illusions are useless to me."

  Charming Spotted Butterfly hovering quietly above the deep space, he looked down at Zhan Wuya who was not bewitched, and suddenly laughed inexplicably. If the dead can't shake your heart, what about the living?

"Pulling the moth! Use the light of killing to arouse the fighting spirit of the beastmasters and let them kill each other. Your method is so despicable!" Suddenly, Ye Qingyang's scolding came from a distance, and the voice soon appeared In front of endless war.

After scolding Dao Dao, Ye Qingyang turned his head and said to Zhan Wuya: "Leng Yao, I was a step late in the last life, causing you to be calculated by this moth and almost slaughtered the Green Island. Fortunately, this time, I will come. It's not too late."

   Ye Qingyang.

  Zhan Wuya slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Qingyang wearing a black undead armor, standing in front of him holding the bone sword. Ye Qingyang in front of him was exactly the same as Ye Qingyang in the way he spoke, in his movements, in his tone, and in the aura of spiritual power fluctuations.

   "Little Wuya." Ye Qingyang stretched out his left hand toward Zhan Wuya, and he said, "Come on, this time, let's kill the fluttering moth together!"

  Zhan Wuya stared at Ye Qingyang's black and shining eyes, he nodded vigorously.

   "Okay, let's go together!"

  Zhan Wuya immediately stretched out his right hand.

   But before his fingertips stretched out the divine shroud, suddenly, a sigh sounded over the dark night abyss.

"Hey."

   Hearing that sigh, Ye Qingyang, who was in front of Zhan Wuya, suddenly changed color. He angrily raised his head and looked into the deep space, and roared, "Get out!"

   The next second, a Charming Monarch Butterfly that was exactly the same as Dao's beast-like body, slowly flew out from the dark cloud.

  Zhan Wuya looked up at the gorgeous and charming monarch butterfly.

   For some reason, these two Charming Monarch butterflies look exactly the same, but the Charming Monarch Butterfly on the Avenue always makes people feel fear and despair, while the Charming Monarch Butterfly that suddenly descended on the Dark Night Abyss makes people feel at ease and peaceful.

   Ye Qingyang's expression changed slightly when he saw the Charming Spotted Butterfly, "It's you, Feng Yuncheng!"

   The next second, the huge Charming Spotted Butterfly took the appearance of Feng Yuncheng and landed beside Zhan Wuya. He said to Zhan Wuya, "Zhan Wuya, you almost got his way."

   Hearing the words, Zhan Wuya's pupils shrank suddenly.

  He looked up and looked forward, but there was no Ye Qingyang figure there!

   Standing in front of Zhan Wuya was a shimmering male figure. The man had no real body or face, but his outline looked very similar to Feng Yuncheng.

"The biggest skill of Charming Spotted Butterfly is transformation. We can transform into all living beings in the world, and we can achieve the same form, even the fluctuation of spiritual power in Chengdu. At the beginning, he used this method to kill. Divine Phoenix Divine Physician."

  Zhan Wuya of course knew that Dao was good at illusion, but he didn't expect Dao's illusion to be so superb, it could be said to be flawless.

   As soon as he saw Ye Qingyang transformed from the Great Dao, all the doubts and suspicions in his mind disappeared.

"The strongest illusion is to be indistinguishable between true and false." Shaking his head, Feng Yuncheng raised his head and calmly looked at the road ahead, he said, "You have already controlled all three thousand worlds, and it is only a matter of time before you reach your goal. One step closer."

Dao sneered, "I am Dao, the master of the three thousand worlds. These three thousand worlds evolved from my flesh and bones. If I want to take back the three thousand worlds, it is easy. Feng Yuncheng, you can see Now, not only the small world of Dark Yeyuan has been lost, but the powerhouses of other worlds have also been defeated by me. Right now, only this group of physiognomists are still stubbornly resisting."

"The bone ball is my skeleton, just need me to call, the bone ball will return to its place! As long as the three thousand worlds are destroyed and all my energy is taken away, I will be resurrected. At that time, I will be able to get me back. heart." Dao Dao turned his finger, pointed at Feng Yuncheng, and said, "You."

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