Chapter 2387

"That's it? I don't believe it!"

Yan mietian stuck his cheeks, and his tiger eyes were full of resentment, staring at the bloody sky like bleeding.

The son of God who can break through the fire sea of futu was so killed by Dugu city?

Xu Chen and Yan Lin, his beloved disciples, were still in seclusion, waiting for Su Yi to come. Suddenly, Yan Mie Tian Shi's nose twitched, and his anger looked at Dugu City, which was fleeing in the distance.

"Dugu City, you bastard! Why do you want Su Yi to be buried with you, something worthy of death!"

The heart is full of love for talents. The strong people of Lei Yan Temple behind them all witnessed Su Yi's feat that day. Now, looking at the fate of a generation of Tianjiao, they all lowered their faces and sighed!

With his back to the crowd, he could understand the pain of centrifugation in the cloud, as if he could go deep. Even if he gave his life, he would also change Su Yi's life.

Without Su Yi, Yun Jing will always be like a duckweed in the endless star field.

Thinking of his beloved jing'er and his old friend Su Jingyuan, yunzhongli repented and just wanted to scold himself for coming so late.

"Go!" The voice approaching the roar roared, and the clouds were ethereal, turning into white streamers and flying away!

On the void, the flames and blue waves soon rushed into the space cracks, looking at Dugu city being besieged by people from the ten thousand sword alliance. Yan mietian and ye Yi both sneered.

"After March, the Dragon ceremony, you and I will have a war!" Yan mietian looked gloomy. Although night memory was not the mastermind this time, it was also an accomplice!

The five aristocratic families have already torn their skins, and Yan mietian doesn't have to bend around any more.

On the side of Tianlan Haicheng, Su Yi was dead, and yeyi was even more unscrupulous. You smiled and said, "accompany me! Lei Yan temple, I should trample it with my own hands!"

Yan mietian threw down an angry spit, "bah! Smelly woman! It's up to you! Listen to your husband more!"

Night memory looked up coldly, the balance of victory had tilted, and the words of Yan mietian had no deterrent to him.

Looking at the nearby should be restless, his face like iron, like dead ash, looking at the deep hole, night memory whispered, "go back and explain it to lian'er!"

"I always feel in my heart that it won't end so easily!"

After a long time, should not rest before raising his head, Gu Jingwu's eyes are full of fluctuations, should not rest operating the Lingbao Pavilion in six continents, three prefectures and one sea, and I have seen people like crucian carp crossing the river, how many.

Is Su Yi really over? Even if alive, it's like heaven's night talk, but you should never stop or don't want to believe that such a shocking talent fell like this!

"What if you don't believe it? There's no way to study it in the depths of the earth. Even if you live, can you come out?" Night memory shook his head.

Ying Wuxiu was speechless. Night Yi patted Ying Wuxiu on the shoulder and whispered, "Wuxiu, you know you love talent! But he provoked the existence he can't provoke! People of the demon sect, can't stay!"

His eyes are dim, and he should be pitifully curling his lips all the time. I can't imagine what the future will be like!

"Let's go! Shenlong ceremony, I think it's the day when the sky collapses!"

After that, the people of Tianlan Sea city did not lose a single soldier, but also returned to the Tianlan sea area with the good news of the fall of the ten thousand sword alliance.

The whole audience was in a mess. The turbulent wind blew the fragmentary ruins, the smell of blood covered the world, and the fishy wind filled the sky, making the smeller nauseated.

The only quiet existence is situ Muyang on the void. With the last hope, he slowly came to this endless abyss.

There was no end to the dark abyss, and the suffocation feeling that he couldn't see the bottom made situ Muyang cry.

"Little martial uncle..."

In the divine sword gate, I met my little martial uncle for the first time. At that time, they were invincible and won the first place in the conference.

After that, Su Yi's terrifying growth made him a mountain on his way to practice. Situ Muyang practiced with hatred, hoping to climb over Su Yi.

But unexpectedly, Su Yi was personally sent into the black abyss.

"Patter patter!"

Situ Muyang was very clear in his heart that Su Yi knew whether Wan Dao Jian alliance had sincere cooperation.

Su Yi was willing to take a risk for himself and Dugu Yumo, but his uncle really miscalculated the ten thousand sword alliance.

It's not that the ten thousand sword alliance killed Su Yi, it's that the ten thousand sword alliance and Su Yi died together.

His throat moved, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes. Situ Muyang wanted to go down and have a look, even if it was broken to pieces.

Moving his feet gently, when he came to the edge of the abyss, situ Muyang's eyes had passed the death ambition, and he shouted loudly. Situ Muyang, who opened his wings, fell directly into the abyss!

The dark white wing armor protected situ Muyang. The Shuofeng sword was intended to ruthlessly blow past situ Muyang. Within a while, situ Muyang was thrown up by the force of the earth!

"Dong!"

He fell heavily on the abyss, and the invisible wave spread a terrible crack. Situ Muyang, who was lying on the ground, looked up at the sky, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bubbling with blood.

"Try again!"

Still don't give up, whether it's the belief in Su Yi or his own atonement, situ Muyang felt that only in this way can he feel better in his heart.

"Dong!"

This time it was shorter. In half an hour, situ Muyang was thrown up, but he fell more heavily!

The wind armor fluttered with the wind, and the light spots fluttered like stars in situ Muyang's eyes. He stretched out his hand to grasp it, and a wave of heartbreaking pain surged up. His bones had been broken, and his flesh and blood trembled.

Do you want to continue?

This almost self mutilation method is situ Muyang's method of peace of mind. He tried it three times, faster and heavier each time!

For the last time, situ Muyang, who was lying in the center of the crack, had blurred his eyes, bled his seven orifices, and his soul and flesh were like cracks. This pain even produced an illusion.

"Little uncle! Sister Ruoxi! Sister Yumo!"

The blood was blocked in his throat, and he didn't care if he coughed so much that he couldn't see stars. His fists were already bloody and full of gravel. Situ Muyang tried to catch the images of Su Yi and his two sisters in the sky, but he couldn't catch them.

"Dada!"

A bent and haggard figure came to situ Muyang. Dugu hen looked at his grandson so uncomfortable, and his heart was more like a knife twist.

"Muyang, get up and I'll take you to heal!"

As soon as the voice fell, a trembling voice came out of Dugu hen's throat. Situ Muyang, who was stiff and weak, didn't look at it, and bounced Dugu hen's arm away!

With vain steps, he walked to the distance, took no two steps, and fell again.

Fall, get up, get up, fall, in a sad look, situ Muyang actually walked away.

"After today, my situ Muyang and the ten thousand sword alliance will break up! Dugu hen, also has no blood relationship!"