The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

He murmured softly: "It hurts ...... Master, it really hurts ...... Master if there is a next life, I still want to enter the Yin Yang Sect, I still want to ...... become Your disciple."

BANG-!

Pingxi's body exploded into pieces, even his heart shattered into pieces.

"No, Pingxi!!!"

The elder tried to fly out, but was pushed to the ground by Sitian Cheng, his tears dripping down into the cold, blood-soaked soil.

And at about the same moment, Ma Feihong had a big smile on his face.

"Lord Cold Night, have you forgotten? You said there would be no rescue, even if I was in desperate straits!"

"You said it was all about protecting the Word, all about the final victory!"

"You are our lord and our leader, how can you go back on your word and get fat?"

Ma Feihong's face was twisted with an expression of pain.

A flame burned out in his heart.

The fourth-ranked fowl was furious when it realized that one of its food was missing.

Now it was roaring and pouncing towards Mafeihong.

But Ma Feihong was completely oblivious to it.

He just smiled brightly, looked at the cold night, looked at Ma Zhengyang, looked at his brother in the Royal Domain Guard, and said word for word: "Lord Cold Night, I hope that if the Emperor and the Empress return, you can tell them ...... that there is a man in the Royal Domain Guard named Ma Feihong, he is a hero, he did not retreat, he ...... fears death ...... but has not fallen to the Extreme Domain's ...... prestige ......".

BANG!!!

Flesh and blood explode, annihilating and dissipating amidst the angry roar of the fourth-order fowl.

In the end, they were all afraid of pain and death.

But in the end, they didn't leave even a trace of flesh for the nurse ghosts to devour.

The cold night covered his face with one hand, letting the tears fall from between his fingers.

"Ahhhhh! Fei Hung! Fei Hung!!!"

Ma Zhengyang knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

The elders of the Yin Yang Sect were also weeping.

There were four other dead Xuan Immortals, their relatives, their friends, all crying.

Ma Zhengyang suddenly stood up from the ground, with his red eyes, and stared fiercely at the Tongtian camp.

"Why?! We are all human beings, we are all cultivators, we are all alike! Why are we killing each other!!!"

"What generalist camp, what protector camp? Aren't we all human?"

Masayo raised his hand abruptly, pointing at the hideous and densely packed surrogates outside the barrier.

"Don't you guys understand? Who the hell is our enemy?!"

"It's a fowl! It is the gate of the firmament that will bring about the disaster of heaven! It was Di Bei Xuan who attempted to open the gate of the firmament and sacrificed everyone's lives for his ascension!

The area of the Tombs was silent.

Some people hung their heads down and did not speak.

Some people's eyes were red, and they looked dazed and shocked.

Some peeked at the gloomy Emperor Beixuan.

Three days have passed since the Yellow Spring Wager.

The number of people who have died is beyond measure.

Both the Heavenly Guardian camp and the Path Protector camp wanted to win.

But at this moment, Ma Zhengyang's hoarse roar caused some people's hearts to be at a loss.

What exactly were they fighting for? Take what?

Can they survive if the Tommies camp wins?

Is it really a peach orchard world behind the door of the firmament?

As time passed, the cultivators in the Tongtian camp were all thinking about their own thoughts.

Di Bei Xuan didn't act out, but rather had a cruel and birds of prey sneer on his lips.