So far, no more than ten people in the whole land of cultivating immortals have survived the disaster of killing gods. Every time the robbery of killing gods fails, it will bring disaster to the lives. Cold, calm, startled and angry, his body trembled uncontrollably. Junmuyan is just a mortal, just a little physical training. How can she survive the disaster of killing gods? Of course, she can't make it. But once the robbery failed, the Holy Spirit of the whole Wuwang mountain, even Leng Qingwan, would be buried with her. Although what appears here is her separation of spirit. But once destroyed, Leng Qingwan's cultivation will lose half of it. How can she accept it? Now, the only way is to kill junmuyan before she attracts more murderers! In the eyes of Leng Qingwan, the sense of killing tumbled and suddenly soared into the air, and the terrible pressure was released madly. At this moment, she could no longer maintain her high grace. I just want to kill junmuyan as soon as possible and embrace my cultivation and life. Lily of the valley and green bamboo are terrified. When Leng Qingwan came to the mainland to perform martial arts, they used the separation of spirit, but they were the real noumenon. If they are destroyed by the God killing thunder, they will not only die, but will never turn over Thunder clouds in the sky rolled over and over again, reflecting colorful light. One after another, the thunder falls, and each one can directly fly a peak of Wuwang mountain back to annihilation. In the mountains, the shrill screams of strange animals echoed everywhere, and they fled in horror. However, this mountain range, as if isolated from the world, has become a cage of life and death. With Muyan Xiuwei breaking through the bottleneck of congenital peak, thunder will fall more and more intensively. Until everything under the thundercloud is destroyed In the moonlight, the girl in white was bathed in blood, but she stood up. In her hand, she was holding a small flower with light blue light. After staring at it for a long time, she put it in her arms. Mu Yan raised her head. His ears were filled with cold, clear, angry shouts of panic and indignation from lily of the valley and green bamboo, and a cold, sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth“ Don't you think I'm ants and garbage? Now you're going to be buried with me, mole ant. How do you feel? "“ Jun Muyan, you are crazy! " Leng Qingwan roared: "I order you to stop promotion immediately. Do you hear me?"?! It's impossible for you to bear the disaster of killing gods. Do you want to die? " Mu Yan looked up at the sky. The terrible power from the crystal clear thunder clouds made her feel that her soul was trembling and scared. Of course, she knew that she couldn't survive the disaster. In fact, she didn't know what it was. Just at the moment when Chang Yu closed her eyes, a crazy killing intention welled up in her chest. There was only one thought in her mind. She needs powerful strength. She wants to kill these scum and let everyone here be buried with Chang Yu. Then, her cultivation finally broke through the critical point. Powerful energy explodes in the body. Accompanied by the arrival of the apocalypse. Muyan looked at the cold Wan panic expression, the smile on his face is more free and easy, "yes, I want to die. Not only do I want to die, but all of you should be buried with my subordinates! "