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Shangguan Qingyun’s eyes don’t know when he has left blood and tears.

It is remorse, it is anger, it is unwilling.

"Ji Fengfeng, even if it is not a magic, you can become a god, you can also get a saint. Why? Why do you have to destroy the gods? Why do you want to deceive me and make me a sinner of the gods and human races?"

Ji took the wind to the top, and looked at his painful mourning.

Half a mile is only a long way to go: "Shangguan Qingyun, you know, in the dirty garbage that the gods have survived, I hate you the most."

The elders are awkward, unbelievable: "Why? You obviously promoted me, and I have always been obedient to you..."

Ji took a cold laugh and gave a strong hate in her eyes.

"Remember more than 10,000 years ago? You are still only the elders of the foreigners who have just started in the elders' home, but they talked at the festival of sacrifices, saying that there is a disaster in the gods, and it is necessary to purify the filth as a saint. Even if you sacrifice yourself, you must also return the Divine and the 3,000 planes to peace."

"Oh, Shangguan Qingyun, you are really as unselfish as ever, and you are in the world! The people in the elders' home and the priest's house just listened to your words and gathered in front of the temple of the sacred woman to let the snow eve to pray and save. God domain. I have been to the snow eve to promise you, only to get the news, want to let Xue Xi change his mind, but it is too late."

"You think you are righteous, take it for granted, and force yourself to sacrifice yourself in the snow, just as you are now forced to swear. Are you forgotten?"

When I heard Ji Chengfeng, the elders fell into the hail, and they were cold and piercing.

It turned out that from such a long time ago, before he had no chance to worship the Emperor, Ji Chengfeng had already hated him.

"So, you later concluded a contract with me and let me sit in the position of the elders, all for..."

Ji took the wind and laughed and said: "Yes, after the death of Xue Xi, the garbage that killed the snow eve, I have not let go, all let them die on the battlefield of the ancients. Only you, I stayed, I also support you to become a leader of the Presbyterian Church. Do you know why?"

The elder's body trembled like a sieve.

"I want you to see the end of the field that God is about to face. Are you not the most just and righteous, self-confident? Are you not afraid to see the disaster of the gods coming?"

"I just want you to see the collapse of the gods, the extinction of human beings, watching the saints become my women, watching the demon rule the Three Realms. Even if human beings survive, they will know that they are so degraded. A person named Shangguan Qingyun."

"I don't want you to die, but you also want to be the sinner of the Terran!"

The voice just fell, and Ji’s black spirit flashed in the hands of the wind, and the repairs of the elders were taken out in a single line.

Such a process, the soul of the soul is torn, the spiritual power is exhausted, it is extremely painful.

Ke Ji’s ride is to see his pain, so the action is particularly slow.

Until the last trace of cultivation and the soul of the gods were swallowed by the wind.

The consciousness of the great elders has not disappeared.

He stared at the big red eyes, unable to help himself, but he could not die. Ji Chengfeng deliberately kept his body and did not merge with the blood prisoner.

Instead, he was transformed into a beggar.