He slowly pulled his lips together, revealing his clean white teeth, and the smile on his face became gloomy and horrible, "Even if I really died, turned into a ghost, and went to hell, I would climb back one step at a time, and I would crush each one of you with my own hands. ”

Clearly his voice was so gentle that there were no emotional fluctuations.

He also had a magical smile on his face.

But the three ancestors were frightened by something.

He took a step backwards and looked pale.

But just for a moment, they woke up.

"Shut up! You're a lowlife slave, what a qualification to question us! ”

Luo Yunliang's old Joe Zhengyi's face fluctuated violently and his chest fluctuated for a while: “What do you think you are? Know what is righteousness and what is sacrifice? We are also saddened by the death of Chu Qi's nephew, but that is a compelling thing. ”

“Neither did we expect to be dragged and influenced by the Xinxian mainland when the island was first established. As a result of this traction, the holy object [Tongtian Trident] faces disintegration. Once [Tongtian Trident] disintegrates, the entire floating island will collapse, and thousands of monks who remain on the island will also lose their lives in the Yellow Springs. ”

Speaking of this, Yi Zheng's eyes were red and his face showed pity and intolerance. “But [the Trident of Heaven] was sacrificed with the flesh of my Lord and the spirit of the Beast. How can ordinary genius treasures or refiners be repaired? The only way to fix it is to summon Master Chu Yi, who is equally able to summon the beast Shirazawa. ”

“Chu Ya Young Master's house is kind, it is precisely this kind of desperation that he foresaw that he chose to sacrifice himself and let the whole [Floating Island] people live...”

“Fucking shit...!! ”

Ye Zhengqing's words were not finished yet, and a sigh of fury was heard.

At night, Huang rushed wildly against the edge of his throat.

Blood runs down his neck, but he ignores it completely, with deep hatred and brutality in his eyes.

“Do you, ungrateful beasts, remember what the Lord told you before he left? Remember what the master built the passage to heaven for? ”

“He's doing it for the young Lord, only for the young Lord! What are you, letting your master sacrifice himself to save you?! Do you remember that you promised your master that you would keep him safe and send him to the Mainland of Immortality?! ”

“You are ungrateful, you cross the river to dismantle the bridge, you filthy disgusting, indiscriminate things, why let the Young Lord die for you! Aren't you afraid to dream back in the middle of the night? ”

Every word of Yellow at night is like a sharp knife directly poking Yi Zhengqing's heart and lungs.

The look on all three of them became a little ugly.

Seems to recall something, even a slightly hidden pale face.

Easy coughed softly: “Turns out you were the Qian Huang Si guards of the heavens and the earth who were with Master Chu Qi. Alas, how could the Tang Lan Empire Jing Wei of that time have fallen to the appearance of no one ghost today, but also mixed with the evil of night wind to help abuse. Are you doing the right thing for Master Chu Yi in Heaven's Spirit? ”

“What the fuck are you talking about?! ”

Yellow at night has been restrained and the blood is all over the ground.

Bones are visible deep inside the wound.

But he felt like he couldn't feel it at all, his eyes clashed and he just wanted to smash the people in front of him into pieces.