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Chapter 150 Falling leaves return to their roots, killing Du'er

Wow, good morning everyone.

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"You are the king of heaven, so you can't even leave alive."

"I'll die together!"

Zou Ye was filled with the most unrestrained demeanor and left in a panic, passing through the cover of the River Styx, revealing a resolute look, accompanied by a crazy laugh, which was particularly free and easy.

Tan Weiran was shocked and exclaimed: "Old Ancestor Zou!"

Xu Cunzhen couldn't help but blurted out: "Uncle Zou!"

Feng Liancheng's pupils suddenly contracted. He was seriously injured and looked at Zou Ye in horror and banged in the most violent way!

Zou Ye suddenly looked back, looked around, showing a heartfelt smile: "Don't be impulsive! Don't be sad for me! It's my honor to be able to die for this peak."

"I have lived for many years, and my life span is about to come to an end, and there is no hope of breakthrough. It is better to give me a chance to serve this peak and a vigorous opportunity to die for the Daotong-Tang Dynasty. It proves that I have lived and contributed."

Tan Weiran was so excited that he was lingering in his eyes, and tears were lingering in his eyes!

Zou Ye roared wildly, and his momentum hit Feng Liancheng with great momentum, entangled him tightly, and roared with his greatest strength and passion: "Talk about the first seat, listen to me!"

"I have never been the leader. If I were the leader, I would be in trouble, and I would be worried about gains and losses. We believe in you, and Benfeng also believes in you. You should lead Benfeng to do it with your methods and means, and walk on a path you think is right."

"Don't worry about the future, don't worry about danger. You are a warrior. We are all warriors. We are not born to be afraid of difficulties or danger."

It turned out that you all noticed it. Tan Weiran burst into tears without realizing it and said hoarsely: "Don't worry, ancestor, I will definitely take my peak out of a different path. That most glorious road!" He reached out to feel it, and then found that he was full of tears.

Yes, that most dazzling road. I will. I will.

No matter whether I am the leader of a new sect in the future, I will definitely achieve this goal and will definitely not disappoint you and you!

Zou Ye smiled with relief. The more arrogant the laughter was, the more wild it became, like a peerless sword slashing into the clouds. Every wrinkle on his old face was filled with openness and... happiness!

It is happiness, it is without regrets.

I thought many memories had been forgotten. Zou Ye discovered at this time that he was not forgetting, but just fading away, but buried deeper.

Zou Ye is very old, but he finds that he misses the past very much. He misses that sunny day and worships him at the peak of Jianshi. He sees his master for the first time.

The first time I was punished by my master, the first time I was beaten by my master, the first time I was beaten by my master, the first time I was almost killed, the first time I was killed, the first time I was rescued by my master... Several firsts left by my master at Jianxing Peak, laughter and tears.

There was also the only first and last time. With the birth of the new head, he and his brothers were exiled, and they wandered for endlessly since then. They were reluctant to wait for the way home.

He has been angry and dissatisfied, why should he wander and why he can't go back? He has fought and resented. Later, all his emotions were comforted by time, but he was left with deep attachment.

The longer you wander outside, the more you can truly understand the cleanliness and beauty of the peak of Viagra. The longer you stay away from home, the more you miss your family and relatives.

Zou Ye was surrounded by the most violent flames, looking at the sky in a daze, making the last loudest whistle: "Remember me!"

"I am Zou Ye, Zou Ye, the 52nd generation disciple of Xingtian Sect Jianxing Peak!"

Master, disciple Zou Ye finally...the fallen leaves return to their roots!

The roar pierced through the clouds and cracked the stones, igniting the sound waves, shaking the radius of fifty miles. Countless birds and beasts were shocked by the shocking sound.

Tears were scattered on his face, and Tan Weiran, Xu Cunzhen and others shouted loudly. Among the people living in Jianxing Peak, Zou Ye, the oldest, showed his unruly expression in the flames!

Time passes as if it is still.

Everyone was stunned and looked at this scene, feeling sad and sore, as if a sour taste spread in every nerve. They were deeply mourning.

Only they can empathize with each other's feelings best and understand each other's feelings best, sadness and joy, hope and yearning, light and darkness. Even if Tan Weiran can only understand part of it.

Tan Weiran has seen and heard several stories about hidden meridians. There are always hidden meridians that are playing the most common and unusual joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

There are good, bad, successful, failed, united, and internal strife.

At this time, Tan Weiran discovered that the only thing that really makes him enter the sect is the hidden vein of the sect. The only thing that can really make him experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness is the hidden vein of the sect. Only when others are in it can you understand the feeling of churning in your heart.

Other stories about hidden veins are secondary and ordinary. For him, the peak of the Seigen is the most special hidden vein, the real person of his own.

A shaky figure attracted the anger and hatred of Tan Weiran, Xu Cunzhen, and even Mingkong.

Feng Liancheng was spraying blood everywhere, pulling his face as if he wanted to laugh, and laughed sarcastically, and then he seemed to open his mouth and want to speak, and laughed out loud: "Haha, I want to kill me, it's not that..."

Halfway through his words, blood surged into his throat and spurted out blood. The energy of his body passed too much, and Feng Liancheng seemed to be over twenty years old.

Even so, Feng Liancheng survived under the thunder of Zou Ye's death. The myth of standing at the peak of the Crossing the Wo Realm was not praised, but the reputation accumulated over generations, but solid strength.

Although the myth of the Duhe Realm was later shattered. However, today, it is definitely not that no one can defeat the Duhe Realm above level. In a sense, it is not difficult to defeat, but the difficult thing is to kill. Pei Donglai's sensation later was mainly due to killing!

The Due He strong man who Pei Donglai later killed lacked his background, and therefore lacked a complete inheritance. Like Fengliancheng, it must not be equated with the ordinary Due He realm.

"Yun Seal Passing the Sky Technique!"

Tan Weiran let out a low roar, like an angry lion. He took a step to resist the agitation of his soul and appeared in front of Feng Liancheng in one step. The crystal clear eyes were flashing with tears, and the flames of hatred were jumping.

Without thinking, I pointed it out without hesitation, and blood immediately flowed from my eyes, ears, mouth and nose!

The magic of heavenly secrets!

Zu Zou, you have feelings and righteousness and live up to our peak. You can stop Fengliancheng from escaping at the cost of your life.

As the leader of the hidden vein, I will never let you down!

Talk about the bloody appearance of Weiran's seven orifices. It was extremely terrifying, and the mouth was filled with thunder: "Kill!"

It should be noted that Fengliancheng ordered that eighty large and large sects be uprooted in just one month in just one month. In just the early stage, countless large and small sects destroyed under the Three Life Dao's hands were beyond the number.

With Feng Liancheng's later status, if he was escaped this time, he and the Hidden Vein would end up almost without thinking.

Fengliancheng must die!

Old Ancestor Zou fought all his life, so why should I cherish my life?

Tan Weiran's light finger was his trump card at the bottom of his box and his last trump card. In the past three years, he has used it for a limited number of times, and he can get the best every time.

Brewing a mysterious and infinite aura, a faint and natural breath of law. Accompanying the soul, a space solidifies!

It’s the Purple Mansion magical power again!

Feng Liancheng, who was originally in a desperate situation, was extremely manic no matter how calm he was, his eyes were full of shock and anger, and he just wanted to curse. He was a dignified state of suffering and could not even have a magical power.

Could it be that this kid took over the body, looked young and actually was very old? Could it be that this kid was the next core disciple of Wuliangdao? Otherwise, is there any reason to show that a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old will possess two purple palace magical powers! Not only can he not understand, but no one can explain it clearly.

However, a finger of the secret of heaven twisted, knocking Feng Liancheng's heart into the bottomless abyss and extinguishing his last glimmer of hope.

A slow mysterious force came, slowly solidifying a space from the outside, and slowly and resolutely continued inside.

It was the first time that Tan Weiran used his magical power three times in a row, and he never moved or obeyed him. He suddenly turned into purple gold characters and condensed into gold books!

The golden book turns to the sixth page in the soul page, and the huge and familiar soul power boils out of it, gathers the soul power of this life to form a huge soul power.

For a moment, Tan Weiran was truly surprised and felt that his soul power had returned to the peak state before his death in his previous life.

The extremely solid feeling, intimately mixed with the current soul, was integrated without distinction between each other. Tan Weiran felt a sense of floatingness, a feeling that the whole person was about to fly.

The phenomenon of slow solidification suddenly accelerated ten times, and in a blink of an eye it had already penetrated within two feet of Feng Liancheng's body.

Feng Liancheng was shocked and even more unresolved. How could a young man have such powerful spiritual power? At this time, he had no time to care about it. A look of horror appeared in his eyes, and he watched Qilin and Xu Cunzhen come like thunder!

The Heavenly Discern Warp Freezes the Space!

Roulan and Xu Cunzhen made a quick move together, and the space where Feng Liancheng was located collapsed under the magic of Tianji, shattering into pieces.

Feng Liancheng's last soul counterattack made Tan Weiran's soul buzz and suddenly, and he fainted when he saw a dark look!

Only when I fainted, I saw Xu Cunzhen's palm burst through Feng Liancheng's heart with a palm full of true anger!

The light in Feng Liancheng's eyes gradually dimmed, and he looked at Tan Weiran tightly. It was this young man who pushed him, standing on the edge of the cliff, out of the abyss of death!

The invincible realm of Crossing the Misfortune actually died because of the last blow of the Qi-Registration Realm. Looking at the heavens and all realms, there is only this unique example. He is also the most depressed Crossing the Misfortune realm.

Feng Liancheng spit out a mouthful of blood, took out a mirror with his backhand, and wrote three words with the last strength!

"Talking is not a matter of time"!

The three bloody and shocking words were soaked into the mirror in a blink of an eye, disappearing and passing to the other side of the mirror.

Now, the hidden dangers have been eliminated and the revenge of Zou Zu!

Tan Weiran showed a happy smile and finally fainted in a coma with confidence.

This time, the book of Nirvana did not dissipate unexpectedly. The sixth page continued to unfold, releasing the power of the soul continuously!
Chapter completed!
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