Nowadays, Meng Ran's wrists and ankles are all nailed by the black ice sword Gang, and his whole body's magic power has been destroyed. His body is locked on the wall by a fine steel chain with a thumb thick, just like a prisoner under the steps, dying.

It seems to recognize the figure of the coming man, Meng ran fiercely raised his head, and his pale face due to excessive blood loss was full of incredible look.

"Tut Tut, it's worthy of being reincarnated by banished immortals. I'm so embarrassed that I can still guess my identity. Ha ha ha!"

In the roaring laughter, a descendant of Tianshi Taoism, dressed in black robes and carrying a peach wood sword, suddenly appeared!

"Chen Ziyang, you killed the skinny monkey!" Meng ran asked angrily, full of anger.

Chen Ziyang, whose whole body is hidden under the broad black robe, is now in the grip of victory. He is not in a hurry to devour Meng ran.

On the contrary, he wants to torture Meng ran, torture Meng ran to kneel down to beg for mercy!

He wants revenge, he wants to revenge on Meng ran with all his hatred and humiliation!

He Chen Ziyang, to Meng ran humiliated at his feet!

"He found the secret of this seat. Naturally, he can't stay here. It's a pity that this mole ant still believes that you can stop this seat when he dies. Are you ridiculous?"

"Just like you are now? Does it prevent me from matching seats

Chen Ziyang walks in front of Meng ran and presses his palm on Meng Ran's spirit!

At the moment, he is like the God who controls Meng Ran's life and death. As long as he has an idea, the famous banished immortal Tairan will fall into his hands!

"Meng ran, Meng ran, how can you expect that you will have this day? Now I need only one thought to send you to see the Buddha in the West! "

Chen Zi's face is ferocious, and he is ready to eat Meng Ran's magic power!

"So you killed Shen lingcang's guard? What are you doing all this for? What kind of deep hatred between you and me is worth your madness. "

Meng Ran's eyelids drooped, as if to give up resistance in general, asked softly.

As soon as this speech came out, Chen Ziyang took back his palm instead, staring at Meng Ran's pale face, as if looking at an idiot.

He also pointed to Meng ran and said word by word:

"why? You've taken my most beloved woman from my hand, and you want to ask me why! "

"I take away the woman you love?" Meng ran slowly raised his head and gazed at Chen Ziyang's face which was hidden under his black robe and hat pocket.

"Ha ha ha, Meng ran, don't tell me. You haven't seen Xuan Mei's love for you up to now."

Chen Ziyang sneered at Meng Ran's dullness.

Meng ran nodded slightly, and finally realized everything. He murmured: "it's because of love that you hate..."

"Wrong! Meng ran, you are wrong! I tell you! Even if there is no Xuan Mei, you and I must be immortal! My master once surveyed my fate with Taoism. You are my hit disaster before I was 30 years old

Chen Ziyang, if crazy, snapped.

Meng ran was stunned at first, and then seemed to have realized something. He said faintly, "Taoist divination? Ordinary people dare to go against the heaven. This man is not long gone. "

See Meng ran to this point, is still in his banishment attitude, a trace of sneer in the corner of Chen Ziyang's mouth.

"I have always asked that the physical strength of the banished immortals in China is comparable to the martial arts mythology. It is the body of the Buddha Vajra. I wonder if master Meng can resist this seat?"

Chen Ziyang's cold smile, blood palm suddenly burst out, straight through Meng Ran's chest!