Chapter 1172

Zhou Yang was moved by their love.

It's really moving to say, because you are going to die soon, so I will accompany you in any case.

Even if the next moment you will jump up and kill me.

Because of love, so I am ready for everything, vow to accompany in the end.

But This is not your body, sister!

If you want to die, you can die by yourself. I don't care about you. I can even offer my blessing to your soul after your death. But what's the matter if you take Shen Bijun to die!

Are you reasonable or not! What's your love about Shen Bijun!

"Listen, you can't die now, because the master of this body should not die!" Zhou Yang ran straight to Shen Bijun and said, "leave with me, quick!"

"If you want to die, you can die later. I won't stop you!"

Zhou Yang ran to Shen Bijun's hand and ran out.

But he pulled, unexpectedly found that he did not pull.

"I can't care so much. Of course, I know the owner of this body is innocent, but in order to keep him looking at me before he dies, the sacrifice of this girl is very necessary." Shen Bijun said calmly.

"What nonsense! I have never seen such a shameless person as you Zhou Yang became angry.

This woman, who is qualified to make fun of Shen Bijun's life?

This is too selfish!

He made a little effort, and his majestic spirit gathered on his arms. No matter what the woman thought, Zhou Yang would take her away by force.

But at this moment, suddenly a thunderbolt fell.

Like a bucket of thick thunder carrying the power of Wanjun, with an unstoppable posture, split the king of immortal master on one side.

The corners of Zhou Yang's mouth twitch slightly. What's the situation?

Rao is to Zhou Yang's realm, in the face of just that thunder power, can't help but feel some palpitation.

It's hard to imagine how much power a thunderbolt carries without experiencing it.

Unstoppable! Even if there is a rock below, it will be broken to pieces under this great force.

But Zhou Yang quickly reflected that it was not the real thunder just now, because the king of the immortal teacher was not damaged.

However, the only rational struggle in his eyes is gradually disappearing.

From the king of immortals, there is a cold and heartless atmosphere, which makes people feel chilly.

Shen Bijun's eyes flashed a sad, "goodbye."

Zhou Yang understood that the thunder just happened was actually the embodiment of heaven itself.

With the posture of thunder, it invaded the body of the king of the immortal master. From now on, there is no king of the immortal master in the world, and some only have the incarnation of heaven.

"Asshole..." Zhou Yang bit his teeth. "You're not dead now, are you? Please control my friend's body and get out of here as soon as possible. I'll stop him

This, of course, was said to the woman who boarded in Shen Bijun.

If Shen Bijun becomes a woman, she may lose consciousness in a short time.

This is undoubtedly a burden to Zhou Yang. It is difficult for him to protect Shen Bijun's body under the condition of dragging the king of immortal teachers.

So he can only pray that the woman who lives in Shen Bijun's body can help him last.

Unexpectedly, this woman refused.

"I'm sorry, I don't like you."

"I don't have to help you either. Goodbye."

Voice down, she did not give Zhou Yang any chance to recover, eyes gradually dim down.

The fall of Shen Bijun means that the woman chose to commit suicide. Now Shen Bijun has completely recovered her identity.

Just like Zhou Yang imagined, she lost consciousness, shocked and fainted on the ground.

So an embarrassing scene appeared.

The full version of the incarnation of heaven is in front of Zhou Yang, staring at Zhou Yang without expression.

The foot behind Zhou Yang is Shen Bijun's body.

He is no match for the incarnation of heaven, but he must not step back.

Zhou Yang is not a chip, full of vigilance staring at the incarnation of heaven to think of countermeasures, the incarnation of heaven unexpectedly took the initiative to speak, "I know you."

There is no mood fluctuation in the tone of the incarnation of heaven. It is as cold as a machine talking.

Zhou Yang slightly a Leng, the heart said this is not nonsense, because we two had a fight.

So what? What if you knew me? Are you going to give me a face and let me send Shen Bijun out first?

Big brother, can you give me face? If you can't, don't try to get close to others, OK? Zhou Yang make complaints about

's crazy Tucao.He was also pushed to make complaints about his brain, but he could not think of any way to help Shen Bijun get away.

"You are the strongest human being." The incarnation of heaven speaks again.

Zhou Yang was stunned again.

He took up his hand and swayed in front of the incarnation of heaven, and found that he didn't even blink.

So Zhou Yang bent down, while watching the incarnation of the way of heaven with vigilance, he picked up Shen Bijun and slowly retreated, "yes, yes, it's me."

"So what do you want to say to me?" Zhou Yang said as he retreated.

This incarnation of heaven didn't have the first time to attack him?

Will there be a chance to escape? Zhou Yang can't understand the situation, but he can only do it with a try mentality.

"Mortal, do you know sin?" The incarnation of heaven ignored Zhou Yang's small movements, but said to himself.

"Sin? Oh, oh, sin. I know. There's a four on the top and a non on the bottom. I know how to write the word Zhou Yang was talking nonsense and retreating to the door.

Here comes the chance!

There is a full distance of more than ten meters between the two sides, should, can escape it!

Voice down, Zhou Yang turned around and ran!

He does not have ink, also does not take into account the consumption of true Qi, Emperor's field, start!

In an instant, the majestic spirit was released to the surrounding areas. Zhou Yang immediately stepped into the air and ran to the crowd with Shen Bijun in his arms.

Double the speed of sound! More than 300 meters per second!

This is Zhou Yang's limit, and probably the speed limit of human beings!

He soared into the air and soon saw more than 10000 reinforcements gathered outside the Xianshi palace. Zhou Yang was about a kilometer away from them.

It only takes three seconds!

But the next moment, maybe not a second, Zhou Yang only ran forward for a distance of one or two hundred meters. Suddenly, he saw a flower and a white figure in front of him.

He was the embodiment of the way of heaven. He stood in the air in white. His delicate face seemed to be sharper than before. He really stood in front of Zhou Yang like a God.