"Why are you laughing?"

The mask of pain stood in front of Jiang Liu, with obvious doubts in his eyes.

Jiang Liu's face was stagnant, and he could laugh at him secretly, but it was embarrassing to be noticed by others. Especially, it was a pity to grow up like this, and the misfortune of fate would be even more uncomfortable if he was ruthlessly ridiculed by others.

His smile dissipated and he said softly: "Looking at the appearance below, I accidentally discovered that you and I had a clever fate, so I laughed so much."

"You and I have a fate?"

The expression of the mask of pain suddenly changed, and then his whole body trembled.

"I was born unlucky. I buried my father at the age of three and my mother at the age of four. I was unfortunate and wandering all my life. Even my favorite sect was destroyed not long ago."

"Do you know fate? Say you have a fate with me?"

The two or three short sentences made Jiang Liu's expression change, and even Yun Yi and others standing beside him had a terrifying expression and became weird.

If this person said it was good, it would be a broom star, wherever he went, he would be in trouble. Conan, who was in the immortal world, would die.

What an amazing ability!

He grinned and became embarrassed. He had already said that he could not deny it. But if he had an affair with this person, would he die?

"If you are destined, you are destined. How can you deceive you?"

Jiang Liuqiang calmed down, but his figure took a step back without any trace, allowing Yun Yi and others to block in front of him.

"What fate?"

The Mask of Pain asked excitedly.

He thought he would spend his whole life alone, but he didn't expect that in this sad moment, he met someone who was destined to be destined to be.

People in the world of immortal cultivation cannot talk about their fate casually. Those who can see through their fate are truly capable masters, so he naturally believes in this.

"A lifelong friend, life and death are with you."

Jiang Liu's eyes dodged, then he took a step back and said casually.

The Mask of Pain's eyes brighter and his expression became surprising: "Seriously?"

"Of course, take it seriously!"

"How could you lie to you, senior?"

"You old man is ignorant. What a character, Senior Huang? How could you deceive you, an unknown villain?"

"Being able to make friends with Senior Huang is a blessing you have cultivated for ten lifetimes!"

Before Jiang Liu could speak, the old man Sang Tian beside him had already spoken loudly.

"Very good!"

"I, He Qiwu, finally have friends again!"

"I will definitely do my best friend for life, and I will never let down this fate!"

He Qiwu was extremely happy, and even excited that tears were flowing in his eyes.

Jiang Liu saw his expression clearly, and his heart was even more shocked. What a lonely person who showed such emotions after having friends.

It also proves from the indirection that the information in his words is not talked nonsense. This guy really killed a large group of people!

Broom Star!!!

"Your name is Huang, I remember that you are my best friend in my life!"

He Qiwu said solemnly.

Jiang Liu shivered and was a little scared. He became acquainted with the broom star. What will his future fate be like?

After stepping out, He Qiwu was already standing beside Jiang Liu. Even the people next to him did not notice it. This scene also caused the pupils of Taoist Sanfeng, Yun Yi and others to shrink.

This old man with a special appearance has a very terrifying cultivation strength!

But looking at his personality, he is as weird as Senior Huang. No wonder, Seniors would say that he is destined to be with this person. He is indeed a master of his own unique side.

"Okay, OK, OK."

Jiang Liu said in a trembling voice.

"You are also very excited. You are a close friend with me and will stay with you forever, never leave you, and depend on each other in life and death."

He Qiwu laughed.

"Yes."

Jiang Liu nodded with difficulty and wanted to slap himself.

What is this mouth talking about?

At this moment, Li Zi'ang suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood at the center of the battlefield, his face turned pale, and the three ancestor swords he controlled also shook violently.

Jiang Liu turned his head and stared at the battlefield.

"Are you watching Li Zi'ang's battle? He is very strong, but his background is even worse than these old guys. Three ancestral swords are already his limit!"

He Qiwu seemed very talkative and said excitedly, eager to find the same topic as his close friend.

"You know Li Zi'ang too?"

Jiang Liu said in confusion.

"I will naturally know him as a person from the North Dung Continent."

He Qiwu said with a smile.

"You are also from the North Qiong Continent? I don't know what the sect you are in?"

Yun Yi asked curiously.

"Sacrifice to God!"

When talking about the sect, sadness flashed across He Qiwu's face and quickly spit out two words.

Jiang Liu didn't care, but just smiled and said, "Li Zi'ang, it seems that he can't hold on."

However, he didn't notice that Yun Yi and others around him had changed their color. After looking at each other, his expression was extremely solemn when he looked at He Qiwu.

Sacrifice to the Immortal Sect!

This sect is almost a legend in the North Dung Continent. There are countless secret scripts and magical powers in its sect, each of which is unique and extremely powerful. The strong people within the sect are emerging one after another, and they are also the top forces on the entire continent.

But such a sect was destroyed overnight, making countless people sigh and regret it.

"Huang, do you want to help him?"

"Seeing that you are still young and may not be able to do so, I will help you. You are my only close friend!"

He Qiwu said with a smile.

As soon as he smiled, his nose and eyes squeezed together, like a mask of pain.

Jiang Liu grinned and said with a smile: "You just look at it."

After the words came to an end, he set off and flew forward.

The initial speed is still very slow, but as you approach the battlefield and approach the three gods and demons, your speed also skyrocketed rapidly in geometric multiples.

"boom."

Even at some point, a roar broke out, like thunder, and instantly entered the battlefield.

"Young cultivator of the human race, you are still too young!"

"One person's strength is enough to fight against us, arrogant and domineering!"

"Send you to become immortal!"

On the battlefield, the gods and demons grinned, and the opponent's explosive power was amazing, but their endurance was too poor. Now the magic sword is weak and powerless, which is the time for a counterattack.

Accompanied by the roar, the gods and demons surrounded Li Zi'ang in the middle.

"Huhh!"

He gasped heavily, Li Zi'ang's eyes were solemn. He held a long sword in his hand, and the true energy in his body was rioting.

Summoning three ancestral swords is his limit, and the power he can show is only in a moment. His performance in this battle has exceeded his level and is performing at an extraordinary level.

Now, the time of strength has gone, and it is his weakest time.

"One-on-one with me, I will kill you and others one by one!"

Li Zi'ang roared to the sky, and his sword intent was still cold.

"Wi Yi's swordsmanship can also kill you and other gods and demons without leveraging the power of our ancestors!"

His voice spread, making countless human cultivators heartbroken and silent.

Li Zi'ang's strength is obvious to all, and people are willing to believe what he said, but fighting is not a one-on-one match, and reality is extremely cruel and indifferent.

"It's a pity that we chose to kill you first."

"What you say is like a quarrel between children, meaningless."

Gu Shenze spoke coldly and reached out to grab Li Zi'ang, and the other two demons also took action.

Suddenly, a figure appeared and blocked Li Zi'ang's face.

"A bunch of weak old men."

"Bully my juniors in the human race? How shameless!"
Chapter completed!