Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang's face, though frightened, was mostly fake, but he was really sweating cold.

Not that Chu Yang had the guts, but it was the first time in his life that he had seen this phenomenon.

All ghosts out, right in front of you! This scene has already been smoked by the cowardly...

Thousands of thoughts in my heart, I don't know how to say it at all for a moment: “This man must know the Purple Sky Emperor himself! He heard that Zihao would be so shocked, so excited. So, is this man friends with Zihao? ”

At this time, if the judgment is wrong, based on the impulse level of this guy, he will lose his life immediately!

Even if you can talk like a smallpox again, it's useless. If you're wrong, the door opens.

“If he had always called himself 'Purple Sky', or ‘Purple Ho’, without using the honorable name, the two sides should not have been friends.” Chu Yang thought rapidly in his heart: “At least not brothers. And his voice was just impatient and had no sense of fear, which meant that... he was the enemy! ”

“Say it! Why didn't you say so?” Countless yelling heads together, the voices shook the heavens and the earth: “What happened to Zihao? ”

“He's dead.” Chu Yang said in the most calm tone: "The soul is completely scattered. As for specifics, that's not all I know. ”

“Dead?! Ziho is dead? Still dying?” An incredible shout from the Grieving Spirit! Even countless powerful ghost heads vibrated into a black smoke at this moment.

It's a mystery!

See how exciting this news is for him!

Then, a black smoke rolled and suddenly appeared in front of Chu Yang again: “As you know, tell me exactly how Zihao died? How did he die?” There was a rush of voices that went straight into uninterrupted pieces.

Chuyang frowned. "You're so close, I can't breathe..."

That black cigarette immediately backed off five lengths, and turned into a big, round head. That mouth seemed bigger than his head. He shouted up: “I'm back, tell me how he died. How did he die? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Boom!

All of a sudden, ghosts chirp in the whole space, the demons dance, the black smoke spreads, and the sky is covered!

Suddenly the whole situation is covered by the shadow of a shadow!

Looking up, except within the three husbands are barely visible, all the other places are in the extreme darkness of reaching out to the five fingers!

Knock, knock, knock...

Chu Yang clearly heard tens of millions of hearts beating together sharply!

But here, besides myself, there is no other living spirit, including the sword spirit, and the sword spirit also has no heart this organ!

What is this?!

However, the change is not all negative, because Chuyang has another feeling, which delighted Chuyang. This change is that the space blockade controlled by the troubled spirit seems to show signs of loosening… It seems that he is in a state of extreme emotion and does not find that his control is in question.

Although this gap is far from enough to allow Chu Yang to escape.

But Chuyang has decided a little in his heart: at the very least, with hope, with this opportunity, there is not necessarily a chance. Indeed, weakness is in mental strength, in constant strength!

Before he came in, even though he heard the sword spirit say the horror of the spirit, he really didn't think that the spirit of the spirit could be so horrified!

This adventure is enough to make Chuyang unforgettable for life. Absolutely the closest thing to death in two generations, none, even just now, he was ready to laugh at death.

Don't talk about the death of a previous life, that was real death, not close!

“To my knowledge, combined with all the legends of the Nine Heavens, the death of the Purple Heavenly Emperor was a thousand ancient legends.” Chuyang cleaned up his mood and slowly went on.

Tell me what you know about the legend of the Ultraviolet Emperor.

Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to tell the whole story, but 70% of it is true.

When he opened his mouth, the whole “man" of the distress spirit suddenly calmed down and listened to every word with all his heart. I can only see how urgent and serious he is about this message by leaking to hear it!

After attracting all the attention of the Necromancer, Chuyang tried to add a little bit of seductive power to his voice; if this power is compared to the total amount Chuyang can use, this little seductive power is definitely less than 1%!

But Chu Yang really didn't dare to increase it, if it wasn't for this already the limit of his own control, even narrow it down a bit.

Because once you're detected, you're really dead!

But that's not going to be necessary. This is probably my only chance to escape!

Opportunity, opportunity!

This time the Shipwreck only cared about listening to the Purple Sky Emperor, but he didn't even notice these. He didn't have to worry that ants like Chuyang would reckon with himself, dare to reckon with himself, can reckon with himself! In his view, Chuyang arrived here, he was absolutely unable to escape, he could play slowly!

Even for decades!

For many years, no one has spoken to themselves, no one has entertained themselves, it's really lonely to go crazy...

“... the extraterritorial celestial demons invaded the purple sky, and the Purple Emperor led the ministry to rise up against it...” Chuyang was very emotional and infectious.

The Soul of Disaster listened quietly, without a word, and seemed to be able to hear the mystery.

“… unfortunately, in the end, there was no help, all of them died in a fierce battle. Even if the Emperor of Purple Sky was incapacitated, he was ultimately inevitable. This was mostly the case before and after…” Chuyang sighed long.

Then the wretched spirit sighed for a long time, and the dark fog was turbulent, but it restored the old man's appearance of Qingqing It took a long time for some six godless mutters to say: “A mighty battle death... a mighty battle death... Zihao is really dead... a real death...”

“How could he die?!” The Soul of Doom was silent for half a tea time, and suddenly it burst out, pounding his chest on his back and roaring: “How could he die?! Why did he just die? Why, why? ”

This sudden roar made Chuyang feel just one blow to the head, instantly stunned by this strong roar to the extreme, seven tips bloodshed.

"Zihao shouldn't die like this! I shouldn't! He should have died in my hands! I'm the one who died! ”

“Ziho, you fucking executioner! Why did he die?” The look of the wretched spirit is even crazier, tearing his own hair, stamping his feet, his face is gloomy, his body is illusory all the time, and he screams: “You are dead, there are more than 78,000 unjust souls here, who are you going to find for your life! ”

“You should have died in my hands! It's just in my hands!” The Holy Spirit of Tribulation is in full swing.

Chu Yang had a blow in his heart!

This phrase finally made Chuyang understand, completely connected all the causes and causes in this room: turns out here, this supersect, this spirit of distress, this kingdom of the Divine Source... is actually destroyed in the hands of the Purple Heavenly Emperor!

It's the Purple Sky, turn this hand into what it is! At the end of the day, it was completely suppressed with the Soul Stone! If it weren't for my unexpected actions of the day, perhaps this kingdom of divine origin would be sealed for a long time...

This will cause the evil spirit to flutter with excitement and abnormality. All the way through the black smoke and whistle and whistle, it can be seen that the turbulence in his heart has become unstoppable.

Suddenly, one hand came out of thin air, one grabbed Chuyang's neck and lifted him up: “Soul faint! Is it true what you just said? Is it true or not? ”

Chu Yang left the ground, grinning bitterly: "Senpai, these big things are well known, how dare I lie? ”

“That makes sense!” The wretched spirit relaxed and threw Chuyang on the ground. He was furious: “But what if the Purple Lord dies? That son of a bitch, that demon killer! The butcher of extinction! He died, and he died in the name of a hero. What kind of a fucking legend?! There's such a cheap thing going on in the world! That son of a bitch is a hero until he dies?! It's not fair, it's not fair! ”

“It's not fair!” The God of Doom shouted heavenly, fingering heavenly: “God, you are unjust! You're not fair! Ahhhhh! …” Exhaustive stirring.

Chu Yang's heart is increasingly anxious.

Because, while this troublemaker is now in a state of fury, and is already a little unconscious, and the space blockade has further diminished, Chuyang still has difficulty moving in any way.

If you can't get out of this before this horrible guy has regained his sanity, it won't even exist until you really face this opponent.

“At that time, after 300,000 years of accumulation before and after the sky wind cloud gate, I became a super gatekeeper; but only because of the murder of Zihao, a family of brothers and brothers, did I provoke such fierce revenge! ”

Suddenly, the spirit of the calamity calmed down, some of the dark muttering to himself, the voice was very light, but the soft voice contained infinite ferocity.

“Purple Ho is passing through here in pain, but what does this have to do with him? What does he care? Why, why?” Speaking of the last three words' why ’, another shocking roar!

Chu Yang grinned, you killed the whole family to worship the brothers, and you're still ashamed to say it has nothing to do with them? That's what logic is.

But finally, it turns out that this doorman that has disappeared in history is called the Sky Wind Cloud Gate.

Finally solved a mystery in my mind.