The Western Demon King finally died, leaving behind a piece of white jade, like a pipa, with a red mark in the middle, as red as blood.

This is her original Qixia jade, a psychic-level refining material, containing space patterns, and even miasma poison cannot be harmed. Otherwise, the moment she bites the poison pill, she has turned into pus and blood, and the smoke has disappeared. But the horror of miasma poison is not just about **, but also the soul and soul.

The body is safe, but the soul disappears and no longer exists. The true greatness of life is not **, but the soul.

From Chen Pan's perspective in his previous life, ** is just something that is synthesized by organic matter and inorganic matter, and the soul is the real key to life. Without the soul, this pile of things synthesized by organic matter and inorganic matter will eventually rot. Without the soul, this person will no longer exist.

Zhao Lei held the jade and pressed it tightly against his chest, as if he wanted to rub it into his heart.

"Qixia!" Zhao Lei burst into tears as if a helpless cry.

Life and death are both the closest distance and the farthest place. You can die immediately by shattering the purple palace and the soul. However, it is never possible to enter the so-called world of death while living. Not to mention a saint, even the most powerful supreme cannot do it. Perhaps only when you practice to the end of the Tao can you have a thread of possibility.

The devil cried after the overlord cried, saying goodbye to life and death is the most heartbreaking and helpless.

"Qixia, you are my wife, not my burden. You will stay with me forever until I die!" Zhao Lei took away the jade, turned slowly, and looked at the other people. He could not feel a trace of murderous aura, but it made people feel scared.

"Don't come over, otherwise your ancestor will be dead." The Hunyuan King shouted loudly.

"Hahaha!" He burst into laughter and then coughed continuously. It was Kunpeng's great sage himself. In the laughter, he was indescribable. He was a hero in his lifetime, but was harmed by his descendants. When he fell into this field, his sadness was hard to explain.

"Okay. OK! It's worthy of being my Zhao family's wife. This is the real overlord's wife. I misread you, and everyone in the world misread you. No one is worthy of my grandson except you, okay!" The Great Sage Kunpeng said loudly.

When Zhao Lei insisted on marrying the Western Demon King, everyone in the world was puzzled, and even the Great Saint of Kunpeng was extremely dissatisfied. In his opinion, it was already a supreme kindness to let Zhao Lei be a concubine, but he was far from qualified to be a wife.

However, Zhao Lei is stubborn by nature, and it’s okay if he doesn’t make a decision. Once he decides, even ten dragons can’t get back. The two grandparents and grandsons have argued about this, but in the end, the Great Saint Kunpeng compromised.

Until today, the Western Demon King's chastity shocked him. Such a woman and such integrity are no one can say anything about her.

Back then, the Western Demon King had someone to refine poison, but he could not hide it from him. He later checked what the poison was used for, but gained nothing. He never thought that this granddaughter-in-law was planning to use it to kill himself.

"Shut up!" The Hunyuan King shouted. He was not worried that the Great Sage Kunpeng's Great Sage would commit suicide. This person had been sealed by the King of Jin Crow. After the death of the Western Demon King, he checked the Great Sage Kunpeng's mouth and there was nothing in it. In fact, with the physical constitution of the Great Sage Kunpeng, even if it was a miasma pool, there would be no danger.

"My grandson-in-law has committed suicide. Do you think I will choose to beg you to let me live? Joke! My Kunpeng clan never knows to compromise, let alone to his former defeated generals. You can kill me, but you can't insult me!" The Great Sage Kunpeng laughed loudly at the King of the Golden Crow.

"Haha!" The King of Jin Crow also laughed hard.

Looking at the Great Saint of Kunpeng, the King of Jin Crow sneered: "Do you think I will let you go? Nanming Pool has been destroyed, there are only three of your Kunpeng clan left, and those two are already irreconcilable, so one is destined to survive. If you kill you, even if Kunpeng Island is preserved today, there will be only one Kunpeng left in the world."

"My Jinwu tribe is prosperous, with millions of people, and it is endless and endless. No matter how strong Kunpeng is, it is just a passing cloud. It is only a matter of time to disappear from the world. It is a matter of time. It is a matter of my life to exchange for your life, which is too much."

The Great Saint Kunpeng looked sarcastic: "So what if there are too many people? Your Golden Crow Clan was more than ten times more than my Kunpeng Clan back then. In the end, you rolled to another world in shame and dared not come back from now on. Even if you have tens of millions of golden crows, you are also defeated by my Kunpeng Clan, and you will never turn around. Even if there is only one Kunpeng left in the world, the one who destroys your Golden Crow must be my Kunpeng Clan."

"I'm just talking about these two? Haha!" King Jin Crow laughed.

"Two? No, it's enough for my grandson to be alone! He is the heir to the supreme Kunpeng of our clan. One day, it will be easy to destroy your golden crow." The Great Saint of Kunpeng shook his head and said, obviously, in his heart, Zhao Sen is no longer his grandson.

"Old man, I'm thinking well! Take action and kill him!" The King of Jin Crows shouted.

With such integrity in the Kunpeng clan, how could his Jin Crown clan fall behind? He will kill himself and die as a good person. There are millions of Jin Crowns, but Kunpeng is only three. For one to one, this deal is too cost-effective.

Although he was ready to die, the Hunyuan King did not think so. He was not the Jinwu clan, but just a monk who was protected under the Fusang Yuan.

After killing the Great Sage of Kunpeng, it was not only the King of Jin Crows who died, and he had nowhere to escape. He saw the battle just now. Facing the human demons and overlords, even in such a poor state, ten of them would die.

"This... king, there is no need!" The Hunyuan King said hesitantly, his eyes flashing.

"Kill, kill me!" The King of Jin Crow immediately shouted loudly.

"Sun son, do it! When will my Kunpeng clan compromise with others? Qixia is already dead. If you don't dare to do it because of me, what's the point of her death? Do it!" The Great Saint of Kunpeng said loudly.

Before Zhao Lei could react, the King of Jin Crow suddenly said loudly: "Wait, if you dare to move, I will kill him! You two, bring the person here."

Seeing that the King of Jin Crow's attitude suddenly changed by 180 degrees, the two Kings of Hunyuan were immediately overjoyed and hurriedly flew over with the Great Sage of Kunpeng cautiously and landed beside King of Jin Crow. As long as he did not kill this old man, he would have hope of survival.

"Zhao Lei, now your ancestor is in my hands... Go to die!" The King of Jin Crow suddenly shouted, and the endless sun fire ignited and rushed towards the Great Saint Kunpeng, drowned the three of them in an instant.

The two Hunyuan kings exclaimed loudly, and left the Kunpeng Great Saint and flew out. The Kunpeng Great Saint was even worse than the Daluo Golden Immortal. How could he block the flames? They were burned to ashes in an instant.

"Old Ancestor!" Zhao Lei roared, and the murderous aura on his body gushed out, like substance, condensed into water.
Chapter completed!