"Self-dead! He wants the Baiyin King to commit suicide!"

"It's indeed a cruel devil! Not only did he humiliate the White Yin King, but he also wanted the White Yin King to commit suicide in front of him!"

"Hey! Another strong man is going to die like this!"

...

"You!" The White Yin King clenched his fists, really wanting to fight another battle with the demon in front of him.

But he felt that he was so powerless at this moment.

This was the first time in his life that he was forced to such a situation by others.

"Why, you haven't taken action yet? I see you are a strong man and want to give you a decent way of death. If you don't appreciate it, I will do it yourself."

Shi Feng said, his right hand became a claw and pointed at the White Yin King.

Looking at the devil's movement, the Baiyin King knew what he was going to do, and his mind trembled. In his mind, the scene of Elder Yin, who was sucked into his blood, naturally appeared in his mind.

If you are forced to commit suicide, if you don’t commit suicide, you will have to kill yourself cruelly. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

"This demon is really cruel!" said the White Yin King fiercely.

But when he thought that the man in front of him was vicious, he never thought that he had the demeanor of a peerless strong man at the beginning and said that he would kill him.

He just thought that the person in front of him was the successor of the Blood Demon Ancestor and wanted to kill him.

At the beginning, King Baiyin didn't have the life of the person in front of him as his life. He felt that he was just an ant that he could wipe out at will.

Speaking of which, the first person to kill is his Baiyin King!

Now, he just won't kill someone and will be killed.

Shi Feng is naturally still a consistent principle.

Those who want him to die must die!

"Ah!" Suddenly, the White Yin King looked up at the sky and let out a violent roar, with extremely unwilling howl. Then, he was shocked, "Uh!"

A painless cry came from his mouth.

"Baiyin King!"

"Son of the Holy Son!"

"Stop it!"

"No! Stop, White Yin King!"

...

At this moment, people suddenly heard a woman's call without panic, coming from below.

Hearing the cry, many people lowered their heads and looked down.

"Who are they? Who is the woman who was just shouting?"

There were dozens of figures below.

Soon, people stared at a young woman with a noble temperament that looked obviously different from the people around them.

The woman was wearing a purple dress, with a graceful figure and a beautiful and cold face.

"They are all disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect!"

"That one! He is one of the ten saints of Yin and Yang Sect, Ye Zifei!"

"Ye Zifei?"

"Ye Zifei!"

"Ye Zifei!"

...

Immediately afterwards, many people called out this name.

"It's her!" At this time, Shi Feng lowered his head and looked down.

He naturally recognized at a glance that this person was the woman he met in the Demon Falling City in Minzhou, Tianshui.

"Yin and Yang Sect! Does this Yin and Yang Sect look so familiar? It turns out it was her!" Shi Feng realized that this Yin and Yang Sect was related to this woman he knew.

"Ye...Zi...Fei..."

At this time, the White Yin King also lowered his head and looked at the purple figure flying towards the flying purple.

At the moment when he saw Ye Zifei, Shi Feng did withdraw his murderous intent, but it was too late.

Just now, in order not to be sucked dry by that person, Baiyin King was shocked, and all the meridians in his body were broken and everything in his body was destroyed.

Life is losing rapidly.

The saint of the Yin-Yang Sect is already late.

A purple figure flashed in front of the White Yin King instantly. Ye Zifei, who was still below just now, had already arrived in front of the White Yin King.

"Baiyin King!" The fair and pretty face was full of panic and shouted to Baiyin King.

At this time, all the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had arrived.

"Ye Zifei!" At this moment, the White Yin King spit out these three words. This voice sounded cold.

Then, the White Yin King trembled his right hand, pointed forward with great difficulty, and said, "You! Do you recognize this, devil?"

Ye Zifei was calling for the Holy Son just now, and she even called you to stop quickly. The Baiyin King had already heard that they knew each other.

"Baiyin King, he is not a devil. He..."

Ye Zifei wanted to explain to him, and then halfway through her words, there was an extremely thick voice covering her words.

"My Yin-Yang Sect Saint Aunt Ye Zifei colluded with the Blood Demon ancestor's saint son of the Blood Demon. He was not worthy of being my Yin-Yang Sect Saint Aunt, let alone me, Yin-Yang Sect Saint...female..."

The sound is like a bell, sonorous and powerful, echoing violently in the night sky.

After the White Yin King said this, his head suddenly sank.

Just now, he used all his remaining power to make this sound, which completely exhausted his life.

A powerful man from the third level of the God King, Baiyin, fell here!

"Baiyin King...Baiyin King..."

Seeing that the White Yin King died like this, Ye Zifei was a little stunned when she wanted to say such words to everyone before she died.

"I understand!" At this time, someone seemed to think of something and said:

"It turns out that the descendant of the Blood Demon and this saint of Yin and Yang Sect have already colluded and have made some plans!"

"The Holy Aunt of Yin and Yang Sect actually colluded with the descendants of the Blood Demon Ancestor!"

"I vaguely feel that a big crisis is brewing!"

"Actually, I can see that the White Yin King had known that this holy aunt had colluded with the blood demon descendant!

The reason why the White Yin King appeared here was to kill this little devil and eliminate harm to the world! Alas, it was just... it was such a pity! What a pity!"

"Yes! King Baiyin, I will never forget such a hero in my life!"

The scene before King Baiyin was dying was extremely tragic in the eyes of many people.

People believe that the White Yin King will eventually die, and they will also reveal the fact that their Yin-Yang Sect Saint Aunt colludes with the devil.

It should be a shame for the Yin-Yang Sect to collude with the devil, but for the sake of the people of the world, the Baiyin King still told this matter before his death.

"He is not the devil you are talking about at all, he is the Holy Son of Heaven!" Listening to the sound of words, Ye Zifei turned around and said to everyone.

She, Ye Zifei, doesn't want to bear the reputation of colluding with the devil.

She had never expected that the White Yin King would be so wronged before he died.

Once upon a time, I really couldn't tell that this Yin King was such a person.

The Baiyin King has never supported any younger generation. In the Yin-Yang Sect, he has always been doing his own things and is extremely free and easy.

"The Holy Son of Heaven? He?"

"He is the Son of Heaven?"

"How come the successor of the Blood Demon, how did he become the saint of the Heavenly Desolation?"

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Chapter completed!