Chapter 707 People slander me, deceive me, and humiliate me...

"I have lived my second life. There is no old hatred between you and me. That skin has committed a heinous crime. Even if you don't deal with it, I will solve it myself!" Ji Wu looked at him with a smile, that handsome face His face is extremely beautiful, and under his sincere eyes, he will be confused if he is slightly unsteady.

"Isn't it?"

He has a way.

Invisibly guiding.

Alluding to his merits.

The protagonist who once put down the dark turmoil has succeeded Ji's glory. Even if one of his skins has committed a crime, he has a heart of repentance. Why can't he be given a chance?

"call out!"

Chu Xun's heart was shaken, and cold electricity suddenly bloomed. He stared coldly at the ancestor of the Ji family. Under this young body, there was an old, cunning, and cold soul, a dark and bloodthirsty monster. , if he is willing to bear all this, he will even take the initiative to fight when the darkness revives, instead of waiting for him to leave.

"I smell the blood and souls that have been left here for a long time. You must have eaten the guardian of the Yuling Tomb!" Chu Xun stared at the other party with cold eyes.

Ji Wu shook his head and said: "He wanted to take away this blessed land from me. I had no choice but to kill him. Now that Jiuzhou has been determined and the restricted area has been leveled, your achievements are destined to be recorded in history. Why do you need to be aggressive?" Are you looking at me, a person who has made great achievements in Jiuzhou?"

The more he spoke, the more Chu Xun felt a chill and trembling, the kind that invisibly picked off all his sins, turned a blind eye to the entire Ji family's destruction, and the skin cruelly devoured the creatures of the Nine Provinces to replenish his energy and blood. He was watching with cold eyes, even without his attention, but in the end he picked everything clean.

If you go down by yourself, you may be knocked unconscious.

He said: "Come on, Senior Ji Wu!"

The emperor's will is sublimated.

The blood boils.

The face of Ji Wu's handsome young man turned cold for a moment, and the vicissitudes deep in the corners of his eyes gradually swallowed up and submerged the pure eyes. His voice was also low and hoarse, like the roar of a ghost, and he said coldly: "You must fight with me. , even if it cuts off one’s own retreat, ruins one’s future, and hurts both sides, nothing can be gained!”

"boom!"

Qi and blood rushed into the sky.

Chu Xun knew he was right.

"Ho!"

"Ho ho!"

Ji Wu laughed, his voice was desolate, filled with resentment and hatred. He saw his former self in this young man, who was so persistent, righteous, and unstoppable. But what could such a young man get in the end? He closed his eyes. In my hazy eyes, I saw that it was the end of a disaster. The world was sad and the whole world was weeping.

When all the creatures in Nine Provinces desperately called for Ji's heroic spirit, he stood up and fought against the supreme beings outside the territory. Three of the supreme beings were destroyed and killed with his own hands. Among them, the desolate curse was still there: for these ants, the road was destroyed. Gee, is it worth it? !

At that time, he firmly believed that everything was worth it, just as Chu Xun in front of him was determined to kill him. He personally killed the Supreme with his own hands, and the blood splashed in the starry sky, but the curse turned into a resentful spirit and could not be dispersed. In an imperial battle, he put down the turmoil, but he himself was seriously injured and dying, and his foundation was damaged.

He didn't care.

Very conceited.

Mere injuries.

What does it matter?

But what awaits him next is endless torture. Seeing his lifespan approaching day by day, it is obvious that it is not a problem for the emperor to live for 300,000 years, but after he has lived for thousands of years, he feels that the end is approaching, which makes him crazy. , he began to leave China, came to the outer realm, and went to the Taihang Dao realm.

He discovered that the world was so big, and Jiuzhou was just a corner of the land, and he met many, many people there. However, he had damaged his foundation and his end was approaching. Most people's evaluation of him was that he was a tuberculosis ghost and a general. What does a dead person have to care about? Humiliation, humiliation, and humiliation are all accompanying him.

At that time, he realized the unfairness of fate, and it was also at that moment that he felt regretful. If he had not fought bloody battles for the lives of Jiuzhou, would he still be the heroic and unparalleled genius who set foot in the Imperial Realm in a very short time, even if He is a talented senior brother who can enter the ancient Taoist tradition of Taihang Dao domain and is respected by everyone.

Rather than a waste who was abandoned by others, slandered me, bullied me, humiliated me, laughed at me, underestimated me, trampled on me, and lied to me, he regretted it. Although he could make a breakthrough in a very short time with his talent, he spent ten years on it. It takes a hundred times longer but it is still difficult to break through. Things that can be obtained easily, but one has to risk one's life and enter desperate situations again and again.

He regretted it.

If there is another life.

He would never fight bloody battles for others again.

And he was born and died again and again, but he finally obtained a incomplete supreme scripture and was able to live a second life. As for the price he paid, it was nothing in his eyes, even if the entire Nine Continents were sacrificed, it was what they owed His own, he fought to the death for them and devoted half his life, it doesn't matter if their descendants repay him in return.

The expression is ferocious.

Eyes scarlet.

Looking at the upright young man in front of him, he seemed to see himself in the past, but he was so disgusted, hated, and disgusted that he wanted to tear him into pieces and stuff them into his mouth to chew. The cruelty on his face Is he getting more and more violent? He said ferociously: "Take care of yourself, what a bullshit saint you are!"

"Boom~!"

The realm bound to the quasi-emperor erupted in an instant, and a terrifying wave of blood rushed into the sky. The cruel and cold blood cloud carried endless ferocity, as if a vast sea of ​​​​blood had emerged, with countless floating in it. As for the creatures, it can be expected that Ji Wu has taken many actions against the creatures on Jiuzhou over the years.

And the aura of this explosion was as terrifying as the abyss. In just a moment, it surpassed the ancient emperor and the free and easy Tianzun. He bared his teeth and said ferociously: "I am unwilling. My talent is obviously promising to achieve the fifth level of the emperor's way, or even the sixth level of the emperor's way. Why did I destroy my foundation because of those ants!"

He regretted.

Endless days and nights.

I blamed myself.

For the false reputation of Jiuzhou, the admiring eyes of ants lost themselves. If there is an afterlife, he will destroy it all by himself. And God really gave him this opportunity, how could he not cherish it? In his eyes, the descendants of the clan and the old people of Jiuzhou were all enemies that hindered his climb to the avenue, and they all had to be killed.

"Your original intention is lost!" Chu Xun whispered. He seemed to be able to sense that the young and high-spirited dragon slayer had become a disgusting dragon, or even a more vicious disaster.