A cold and harsh voice sounded behind him: "Han Weiyang, do you think... today you can be as good as the last time, and I will never be soft-hearted to you again!"

The familiar voice suddenly shocked Han Weiyang's body, his eyes were full of disbelief. He said word by word: "Zhu Ge...Cang...Lan...you, are you... still alive?"

Zhuge Canglan had a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his lips. With the Qingyan Demon Lord, she was hiding her murderous aura. Of course, Han Weiyang would not notice it, so she directly stabbed Han Weiyang silently into Han Weiyang's body with the Sky Sword.

Zhuge Canglan held the hilt of the sword and turned around hard, and cut out a big hole in Han Weiyang's chest. She secretly said: "Of course I'm still alive, but unfortunately... you're going to die soon!!!"

Zhuge Canglan suddenly pulled out the Sky Sword, and drank enough blood in the sky. His body was full of dazzling red light. The light was extremely dazzling, and it looked particularly blood-killing and evil.

Without the blocking of the Sky Sword, the blood from Han Weiyang's chest gushed out like a fountain. The white robe on his body was soon dyed slightly black and red, and the clear face always had an expression of incredibleness.

How could she be alive? How could she still be alive?

The Wanjue Killing Formation is an ancient killing formation. After his improvement, how could she, a mere Golden Pill monk, come out?

Zhuge Canglan slowly walked from behind Han Weiyang to him, wearing black clothes, and an evil and beautiful smile on his cold and charming face.

The red lips raised slightly, revealing that she should be in a very good mood at the moment.

Han Weiyang's figure shook, and the dense blood-like light on his face, which seemed to be spider silk, destroyed his originally handsome face. A trace of blood left behind the corner of her lips, there was no resentment or anger in her eyes, but asked with doubt and confusion: "...Who, who helped you out? You yourself... You will never be able to come out of the Wanjue Killing Formation."

Zhuge Canglan's fingers gently brushed the sharp blade of the Sky Sword. After cutting the fingers, three drops of blood dripped onto the sword. The Sky Sword, which absorbed her blood, was suddenly quaint and heavy, as if the wine was still precipitated. It was not gorgeous on the outside, but it had more connotations. She closed the Sky Sword and finally raised her head to face Han Weiyang.

"Anyway, you're going to die soon, and it seems that it's useless if you know it or not! But you're right, there's someone to help me. You haven't always known that I've always had a good luck. I want to kill me, but it's not that easy."

Zhuge Canglan's hand changed to Hengbo. She looked at Han Weiyang coldly, and even though her heart was pierced, she could still hold on to such a big time. She had a high level of cultivation!

However, so what if you have high cultivation? You will definitely not give him a chance to live today.

Zhuge Canglan's smiling face suddenly turned cold, and her eyes suddenly became cruel. She said viciously: "You have no chance in this life, just wait... for the next life!"

I heard a sound of the horizontal wave sword coming out of the sheath, and a scattered sword energy quickly slashed across Han Weiyang's neck...

Han Weiyang's pupils suddenly tightened, the bleeding lips opened, and his eyes stared at Zhuge Canglan: "You... you are the demons who colluded with the demons.................................."

Before Han Weiyang could say the last word, Zhuge Canglan made up another sword on him...
Chapter completed!