In an instant, thunder and clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning was thunder and lightning were thunder and lightning.

In a flash, the dancing raser illuminated the night sky and the charred and twisted face of Tong Zhengyang.

An Qisheng looked indifferent.

Although he had many plans for Tong Zhengyang, his arrival at Xuanxing was not something he could do.

He would not forget that in the original trajectory, Tong Zhengyang launched a catastrophe of Xuanxing, and countless people were buried in his hands.

boom!

The air waves open the rain curtain.

The invisible energy spread inch by inch, and the earth covered with mud and water cracked.

In just a moment, endless crises arose in Tong Zhengyang's heart.

An indescribable terror came to his heart, and then exploded like thunder!

At this moment, his body, his soul, and every subtle place he was wailing and moaning in despair.

I will die!

I will die!

How is that possible?

How is this possible?

What exactly happened to him?

Even if the King Quan Sword recognizes the master, how can a person from a land of utterly spirits be able to urge the sected magic weapon that has been passed down for three thousand years in the king's way?

He lurked for decades, endured unimaginable humiliation, served Wang Quandao for a full thirty years, and suffered countless pursuits, and even wandered to the land of the dead spirits for this.

Being bombarded, burned by fire, eating carrion, eating gastric juice, lurking in the whale stomach bag for several months, being disturbed by countless ants

I suffered such a great sin and paid so much, but I actually made a wedding dress for this kid?

Why?

Why?!

I'm not willing to accept it!!

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were congested, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the strong wind mixed with rain had poured back into his trachea.

I couldn't even speak a word.

Then, under the impact of a force that he could not describe, his feet instantly left the ground.

Countless wounds were gushing blood all over his body, and his muscles and bones broke in an instant and sounded like a cannon. The whole person was flying in the rain like a mud.

All ambitions and auras were wiped out.

Death is full of everything.

Will you see the past before a person dies?

Tong Zhengyang doesn't know.

He didn't want to know this question either.

But at this moment, the past flashed through his mind one by one.

The poor and destitute in childhood, the cheerful heroes in youth, the little fame in youth, and the fame in middle age emerged.

Jiannan Prefecture, Yanhua Prefecture, Daqing Kingdom, the world

It is difficult to learn martial arts secretly, and the boy is in a hurry. The nervousness when he meets a woman, the unwillingness after marrying her brother, the anger, and the madness after killing her brother and lewd her sister-in-law.

After the ambition to plot against Wang Quanjian was achieved, the despair of being chased by Wang Quandao was achieved.

After living in the desperate situation, the unwillingness to come to the land of the ultimate spirit was ambushed by a group of ants.

All his love, hate, love and hatred flashed through his mind throughout his life.

In the end, it turned into a pair of indifferent, deep, and vicissitudes of vision.

Tong Zhengyang's heart was shocked, and only a few breaths were separated by each other. This kid had a change that turned the world upside down!

In a trance, he seemed to have seen the 33rd generation of royal Taoist whom he had visited!

At the last moment when endless darkness enveloped the mind, Tong Zhengyang heard the inexplicable sigh:

"Thanks for your hard work"

What hard work?

Who has worked hard?

What is he talking about?

Countless questions flashed in an instant, and then, a complete darkness came, completely submerging his mind.
Chapter completed!