This day.

He chased Su Xuan, but he didn't take action.

"Damn bastard, just wait, I will catch you sooner or later!"

Wang Tianyang roared angrily and walked away.

"waste!"

Su Xuan sneered.

"Can you say that again!"

Wang Tianyang turned his head.

"waste!"

"I'll kill you!"

Wang Tianyang roared and chased Su Xuan again.

But...still no result! After half a day, Wang Tianyang left with a ferocious face.

Su Xuan's sword injured his face. Many days passed and he didn't recover. At this moment, his blood turned black and pus leaked... Wang Tianyang had no choice but to get rid of the evil spirit in it, but he still felt that

There was a trace attached to his face, like a tarsal maggot.

"Looking for death! Looking for death! Wait until I go back and get my Hill of Light, the Feather of Light, and I'll see where you run away!"

Wang Tianyang had to go back. He couldn't catch Su Xuan, and his face had such strange changes. He was afraid that his face would be destroyed, which would be a big joke.

Su Xuan looked at it coldly.

His eyes continued to tremble until Wang Tianyang disappeared without a trace.

He fell almost vertically to the ground.

"No, I can't suppress the crazy thoughts in my body anymore."

Su Xuan's whole body was shaking wildly, and the power of the evil god was constantly being unleashed.

He was bleeding from all his orifices, and no part of his body was healthy after this battle.

In fact, he was almost unable to hold on half a day ago, but in order to make sure that Wang Tianyang really wanted to leave, he managed to hold on until now.

Once Wang Tianyang left now, it would be difficult for him to suppress him.

"We must find the core of luck quickly!"

Su Xuan's eyes were scarlet and crazy, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

He staggered forward.

But soon.

He just fell to the ground.

"No, my body is weak!"

Su Xuan was like a drowning child, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

"Seal your consciousness, seal your memory. You can't let it corrupt anymore, otherwise I will no longer be me..." Su Xuan growled with a ferocious face.

"You can't give up, I promised them! Su Xuan, you can't give up! If you give up... you will have nothing!"

He seemed to be in purgatory, crawling towards the human world.

at the same time.

Extremely deep.

At this moment, it is like a fairy sea in another world, a holy sea filled with mountains and seas.

A majestic shore, like standing in the long river of time, an immortal figure looking into the distance.

He... was looking at Su Xuan.

"About to fall."

He whispered, with unbearable expression in his eyes.

"I thought you only had ten years to live, but I didn't expect you to live until now."

His eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, as if stars were moving.

"This life is already a curse and a sin, and living is also a suffering..." He is the Cloud Saint White Emperor, an ancient and supreme existence.

"But looking at you, I remember the past, and I can't bear to have you sink into such pain and turn into a heartless evil monster."

He waved.

There are white clouds floating out of the Holy Sea of ​​Heaven.

Yun Sheng Baidi said softly: "Back then, I promised you that when you encounter problems, you can ask the sky and the white clouds.

I haven’t fulfilled this promise to you yet.”

At this time, Su Xuan, who was as ferocious as a wild beast, raised his head, his eyes completely ruthless.

But...a white cloud slowly fell.

"Kill me, or...save me!"

Su Xuan spoke hoarsely, with the deepest helplessness after gradually sinking, and a subconscious cry for help! Bai Yunhua Emperor Ying.

Yun Sheng White Emperor caressed Su Xuan's head, just like an immortal caressing his head, knotting hair and receiving immortality.
Chapter completed!