In the memory of previous life, in order to save ye Yanran, she shed a lot of blood, until the two people's blood is completely integrated, only to save her life.

In order to save Jiang Qiqi, her spirit of martial arts has been shrinking, and her strength has declined a lot.

If you want to save Yi Xingtian, you need not only the blood of God, but also the spirit of God, which is so simple!

"As long as you are willing to save her, I will take you to find Kuan Liao and Fu Tian. Only I can find them." See to bathe the facial expression of the change of the cold smoke, chop yuan opening to say.

Mu Hanyan takes a deep look at Zhanyuan. In his previous life, the scene of his death swarms into Yonghai again.

Should she believe him? Maybe everything about Yi Xingtian is true, but don't forget that both Ranliao and Fu Tian come from the land of God. Who can guarantee that this is not the plot made by Zhanyuan and them?

With the miserable experience of her previous life, how could she believe in Zaiyuan? What's more, the hatred between them was not the same.

"I know it's hard for you to believe me." Chop yuan long sigh, suddenly turned the palm, fingers such as a knife, heavily inserted into his chest.

Blood, gurgling out.

"What are you doing?" Mu Hanyan looks at Zhanyuan in surprise.

Chopping yuan didn't answer, but the finger fiercely forced.

"Ha!" In the crisp sound, the sternum was broken in response to the sound. As soon as he swung his wrist, a broken sternum was thrown at the foot of Mu Hanyan.

"I'll pay you back what I owe you in my previous life. If you bear the pain, I will also suffer a hundred times Finish saying, chop yuan palm a turn, insert oneself chest again.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha..." In the crisp sound, he broke a sternum and threw it at the foot of Mu Hanyan.

His chest had been torn to pieces, and he could see his beating heart and wriggling viscera through his eyes. The air was also filled with thick blood.

Cold sweat, along the chopping yuan knife chopping like two cheek rolling down, his fingers are also slightly shaking, but he did not stop.

With a wave of his left hand, he swept over his right shoulder like a blade. A piece of flesh and blood fell at the foot of Mu Hanyan, and then his left hand.

Two palms alternately wave, will be a piece of skin and flesh cut, falling, like a thousand cuts.

So bloody and so cruel.

Chopping yuan's teeth trembled lightly and clenched his teeth fiercely. A piece of misty shadow appeared outside his body. The black flame swayed and burned the misty shadow.

The fog twisted, struggling, as if issued a silent howl.

Soul sacrifice! This is the burning spirit sacrifice!

However, it is obvious that the purpose of chopping the abyss to burn the spirit is not to improve the strength temporarily, but to feel the most severe pain. His cold face was finally distorted by extreme pain, and his eyes turned red.

Although the higher his strength is, the more he can bear the pain, but even so, he can't bear the pain of broken bones and tendons, thousands of knives and tens of thousands of weapons, and burning gods with fire. What's more, his strength has already declined sharply.

"I have suffered a hundred times the pain you have suffered. As long as you are willing to save heaven, I can give you back your life." Chopping yuan gasps to say, wrists a wring, toward own heart vein key stab.

"Enough." Mu Hanyan finally spoke.

The scene in front of her was completely unexpected. Ask yourself, that kind of pain, even she is very difficult to bear, more importantly, the hand is not someone else, but himself.

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