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Chapter 695 Is it really gone?(2/2)

It was a kind of extreme fighting without any scruples and no room left. Every battle was extremely bloody and violent.

At this time, the men in the west hall were fighting in a completely lifeless manner.

As far as those who seek death and fight bloody battles are concerned, it seems that they are the victims, and they are the ones who want to defend their right to survive at all costs. They are full of courage, grief, anger and aggrievedness.

"What's going on? As for being so powerful, do you dare to die openly?" Ye Xiao felt surprised.

The Demon Lord is Zong Yuankai; the West Palace is the base camp of Demon Soul Dao. This is an undoubted fact and reality!

The people in the West Palace are the cause of disaster and the source of catastrophe in the heavens. This is even more irrefutable!

So why are you guys so miserable and angry? How come it seems like we bullied you...

This, this cannot be justified no matter how you say it!

It's obvious that you guys have forced the entire Qingyun Tianyu community to the point where they can no longer survive, okay!

OK?

OK?!!

Wave after wave of attacks, all possible ambushes, attacks, face-to-face decisive battles, challenges by name, even sneak attacks, poisoning, traps, assassinations, plots...

Sometimes, the coalition forces can find hundreds of attacks and battles from different directions and positions in one day!

Such frequency of attacks made Ye Xiaoxuanbing and others feel one thing. The senior officials of the West Palace seemed to have been greatly stimulated by something, and then they went crazy?

But but, but, what is the reason that makes them crazy?

You can cause havoc in the heavens and bring disaster to the sky, what else is there that you can't bear?!



At the highest point of the palace building in the West Hall, the "Zhizhi", Zong Xingyu was sitting alone, with cold eyes, pale face, and an indescribable unruliness in the corner of his mouth.

"Since you deprived me of the family affection I longed for, I should give you something in return!"

"If you ask me to let them in, I will do the most extreme thing to stop them!"

"You want the West Palace to disappear quietly, but I will try my best to fight back and have a brilliant battle!"

"Even if you enter the devil's path, even if the West Palace is destined to be exterminated, you can't just sit there and die, you have to fight vigorously!"

"If you can't stand it, if you think I have violated your wishes, come and beat me! Come and beat me!"

Zong Yuankai was severely injured by a palm before, and the old injury has not healed, but his eyes only burned with crazy flames.

Perhaps even he himself has not figured out why he suddenly loses his temper at such a moment.

That stubbornness, that deliberately disruptive mood, had clearly not appeared in me for more than ten thousand years...

At this moment, it is spreading like wildfire.

Perhaps Zong Xingyu didn't realize that he was actually hoping that his father would find out what he had done, come over and teach him a lesson, present facts and reason to wake him up; but he never wanted to be like now

Like this, always cold and expressionless.

There seems to be no temperature at all.

I have been following the rules for too long, and I have been pretending for countless years. This time, on the eve of the destruction of the West Palace, I want to be willful. I just want to see, father, if after entering the devil's way, there will no longer be so-called human beings.

emotions!

Not even a little bit, a few bits, a trace, a tiny bit gone?!

"Is it really gone?" Zong Xingyu stood up and roared to the sky.

Now he only feels the suffocation in his chest, as if it might explode at any time.


Chapter completed!
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