Yang Ye raised his head and looked at the sky, "In my life, Yang Ye, people have failed me, and I have not failed others! The Gods have never failed me, why should I deal with them? Why should I help them when hundreds of tribes treat me like this?

Repaying evil with kindness? Sorry, I, Yang Ye, am not that great."

The spirit of the sword head said: "If Na Shizhen really reappears, then the entire universe will definitely be devastated. You..."

Yang Ye suddenly interrupted the sword-headed spirit, "If I, Yang Ye, die, who will take care of me?"

The spirit of the sword head is silent.

Yang Ye added: "Besides, I don't have the ability to fight against the Gods. Also, to be honest, in your world, the Gods are a bad guy, a big bad guy who does all kinds of evil, but in my eyes, only the Hundred Races

It deserves to be destroyed.”

Having said this, he paused, and then said: "Sword-headed Spirit, to be honest, if you are willing to follow me, I am very happy, because with you here, for me, the saint can be killed as much as I want.

Kill. But if you don’t want to follow me, I won’t be disappointed. Generally speaking, no matter what our attitude is towards the Hundred Tribes and the Gods, I hope we can get together and part ways well.”

At this time, Xiaobai suddenly came out. Xiaobai flew onto Yang Ye's shoulder, and then leaned her little head against Yang Ye's cheek. She looked at the sword-head spirit. This time, she did not hug the sword-head spirit.

She has already stated that no matter what, she will stand by Yang Ye.

Yang Ye gently rubbed Xiaobai's little head, "The hundreds of tribes slandered you, saying that you stole their spiritual energy. Hehe, in this case, if we don't steal their spiritual energy, wouldn't we be sorry for ourselves? Let's go, let's go

Absorb spiritual energy, absorb hundreds of races, and absorb the entire universe."

Speaking of this, Yang Ye raised his head and looked at the sky, "Hundred tribes will bite people when they are cornered. I am cornered and I will drag everyone together to be buried together. Let's go and absorb the spiritual energy!"

After saying that, Yang Ye hugged Xiaobai and disappeared directly into the vast mountains in the distance.

In place, only the spirit of the sword head remained.

After Yang Ye and Xiao Bai left, the spirit of the sword head was silent for a long time on the top of the mountain. Finally, a sword light suddenly flashed across the field.

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In the distance, the tops of dozens of mountains were directly cut away by this sword light.

Just then, an armless man appeared on the field.

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Chapter completed!