Chapter 662 (1/2)

Unexpectedly, Ji Chengfeng, the ancestor of Changsheng sect and one of Penglai experts, was defeated by Yang Xuan. It was so tragic and unexpected.

Ji Changsheng and several other elders were bleeding and full of despair.

At this moment, they have only one idea in their hearts, that is, to save their ancestors, and then take them as far as possible to escape.

The gate of longevity is over. When Ji Chengfeng falls, everyone's heart is broken like being hit by a huge hammer.

The wind roared, and Ji Changsheng, who was in mid air, always stared at the bloody ancestor with firm eyes.

Ji Chengfeng, who fell to the ground, was also looking at him. Ji Changsheng couldn't understand his eyes. It was like despair, pain and madness.

Then he fell beside Ji Chengfeng, but... He just counted Peng's blood.

As early as they swept in the air, a faint golden moon began to flicker around them.

To death, they couldn't get close to Ji Chengfeng.

The last picture Ji Changsheng saw was a pair of eyes full of indifference and ruthlessness, cold as ice.

”How cold!”

He thought, and then endless darkness surged up and swallowed him up completely.

”No!” Ji Chengfeng's blood gushed wildly and his face was crazy.

”What's the name of this immortal treasure?” Yang Xuan asked faintly without looking at the broken corpses on the ground.

”You can't die well.” Ji Chengfeng scolded wildly. His eyes were almost bleeding. He struggled to stand up and jump at Yang Xuan, but he fell down again only an inch away from Yang Xuan.

A flame jumped at Yang Xuan's fingertips, and Ji Chengfeng's eyes were instantly attracted, but the next moment, he seemed to think of something and roared: ”dare you?”

”How dare you?” Yang Xuan said faintly, and then bent his fingers.

Boom!

The whole world is in a sea of fire.

Countless Changsheng sect disciples screamed and struggled in the fire, and issued a desperate roar, but they could not escape this purgatory.

Screams came and went, and Ji Chengfeng was almost crazy. His eyes were bleeding, and he rushed to Yang Xuan's leg with all his strength, and then bit it.

Feeling the insignificant feeling on his calf, Yang Xuan frowned slightly. After a long silence, he said faintly, ”why bother?”

After talking, Ji Chengfeng was thrown out like a ragged cloth bag. After rolling on the ground, his face was full of blood mixed with soil.

”Oh, you... You must die...” he stared at Yang Xuan with bloodshot eyes and issued the most vicious curse.

Yang Xuan put away the triangular metal in his hand, but he didn't look at Ji Chengfeng. He slowly turned around and left only one sentence: ”death is also like rebirth. Enjoy it.”

……

At the same time, Yang Xuan in the villa sighed slightly.

”Death is like a new life? Are you telling me that only my death can bring you a new life?”

”What are you talking about?” Xiaojing looked at Yang Xuan strangely.

”Nothing?” Yang Xuan said with a smile, ”it's just that someone is passing a message to me.”

Xiaojing wrinkled her nose and asked, ”beauty?”

Yang Xuan laughed and said, ”if he is a beautiful woman, it will be easy to do.”

Xiaojing was about to speak, but suddenly a voice came out.

Yang Xuan was stunned, then his eyes coagulated and looked at the screen that had been placed in the living room for some time.