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Murong Feng's face twisted into a ball, and said fiercely: Don't talk so much about principles with this daddy, all of my Shennong Holy Land's elites have been killed by you guys, and now you guys are telling this daddy about life and death, about righteousness, bullshit, this daddy wants to open the seal, and let the Ancestral Demons come.    

"Murong Feng, are you crazy?" Ren Haiqiu shook the sword in his hand, emitting a chilling aura, "By doing this, are you worthy of the Shennong Holy Land 'ancestor?"    

"Wahaha …"    

It was not only Murong Feng who started laughing, Auer and the others also started laughing along with him.    

"Brother Murong, your Chinese is truly interesting." Auer shook his wings, the blood red mist was like a red tide.    

Murong Feng spat out, "They are all a group of hypocrites. On the surface, they are truly righteous, but behind the scenes, they are all despicable. They are a group of scoundrels."    

"Seems like this Murong Feng is truly crazy." Bing Lan's face became gloomy.    

Their Four Great Late Period of Nascent Soul Stage fighting against the Three Great Chieftains of the west had a high chance of winning, but if Murong Feng participated, the odds of winning were hard to say.    

This was originally a battle of life and death. No one was willing to die because Murong Feng was determined to go against them.    

"Whatever!" Zhang Dao first shook his head, and sighed: "Murong Feng, if you insist on doing this, then don't blame us for not being able to."    

"I had thought of that long ago."    

Murong Feng sneered, "It's not satisfying at all. If your mouths could kill us, we would all be dead."    

Since ancient times, the three sects of Confucianism and Taoism in China had always loved to preach. Originally, the Old Ancestor's intentions were good, it was better to be good to others than to be evil.    

There was no need for them to meet each other in battle if they were able to do the same for all living beings.    

However, in the past few thousand years, the taste had long changed. The greed of humans was endless. Most of the true guardians who had perished were mostly those who were benevolent on the surface and those who were unscrupulous behind the scenes.    

The paths were different, completely unrelated to each other.    

Murong Feng had hardened his heart to cultivate his demon way, and wanted to draw a clear line between him and the right path.    

"Kill!"    

The battle cries shook the entire hall. The figures on both sides of the hall flashed and then exploded into a thick brilliance in mid-air.    

"What's going on?"    

The red silk in Wang Zishan's hand forced a vampire to retreat. Suddenly, she felt the heaven and earth tremble, and could not help but let out a scream.    

Ann Sudong's face darkened, he had met Wei Ke Yin, the vampire's body was crimson red, and was wielding a demon sword that was very similar to Auer, he had killed it for more than 10 moves but still did not win.    

"Not good, this dimensional space is already unstable. After ten thousand years, without a master, it's hard to maintain any dimensional space, and it might be possible for the core power to be depleted. In the palace, Sect Master and the Blood Clan elders fighting against each other would release too much spiritual energy, causing the entire dimensional space to collapse due to the impact."    

It wasn't just Ann Sudong and the others who noticed this problem. Wei Ke Yin, Vina and the other Western Demons also noticed this problem, and their expressions all changed.    

Wei Ke Yin licked his palm and laughed strangely: "Brat, do you dare to go out and fight with me? The space here is extremely small and can't be used."    

Ann Sudong was also unwilling to continue fighting in the corridor, he fearlessly said: "Why would I not dare, it's exactly what I want!"    

"Awesome, let's go!" Wei Ke Yin turned into a red cloud and dashed towards the exit of the corridor.    

"Be careful." Wang Zishan warned as she opened her mouth, wanting to say a few more words, but she swallowed them back.    

Ann Sudong suddenly laughed slyly, "If I said that I like Senior Sister Wang, what would senior sister think?"    

Wang Zishan did not expect Ann Sudong to be so bold with her confession at this time, and was at a loss of what to do.    

Feng Qian'er cried, "Senior Brother Ann, how can you like my cousin?"    

Ann Sudong knew what Feng Qian'er was thinking, but she didn't know whether or not she would be able to survive this crisis. If she died with regret this time, he wouldn't be willing, and laughed heartily: "Junior Sister Feng, if you can't force me to do it, it would be like how you like me. If there are other men and you like me, you won't be happy either.    

Maybe it was because of the dismal atmosphere of the tribulation that caused people's Three Classics and Five Stories to become loose. What Ann Sudong said was right, no one had any confidence that they could survive this tribulation.    

If the Ancestral Demons were to come and destroy their own lives, they would all die. Why not boldly express his love for them?    

Wang Zishan understood all of this, took off her mask, and revealed her extremely beautiful face, sweetly smiling: "If you really do not have the chance to say it, then I can only let Qian'er down, Ann Sudong, listen carefully, I, Wang Zishan, love you!"    

"I, Wang Zishan, like you!" Wang Zishan's beautiful eyes lit up, and she shouted loudly in the air.    

The few of them were happy and sad, Feng Qian'er and Fann Xi felt their hearts breaking.    

It was only in the face of great calamity that people's emotions could be unrestrained, no longer restrained by the wisdom of the world, and they would have the courage to shout out the love in their hearts.    

Ann Sudong hugged Wang Zishan and kissed her soft lips, "If I'm still alive, I, Ann Sudong, will definitely marry you!"    

With that, Ann Sudong laughed and casually left.    

Wang Zishan was also not a weak girl, but a strange woman. Facing his disappearing back view, her figure floated as she shouted: "If I could have lived, I would have been willing to wait for you for your entire life!"    

Rumbling sounds echoed. In the face of the calamity of the bloody sunset, this love was so sad and strong. It made people feel a bit regretful, but it was also sweet.    

"Kill!" Fann Xi's eyes reddened, he wanted to f * cking kill them right now.    

He did not blame Ann Sudong, love was something outside of cultivation, the more outstanding you are, the more important thing is how outstanding you are in the eyes of the opponent.    

Love was like a shooting star in the horizon, unable to be sought, unable to be grasped, fate predestined for the heart. From the bottom of his heart, he was happy for his junior brother, maybe this was Eldest Brother's sorrow, no matter how painful his heart was, he still wished for his junior brother's happiness.    

Gu Yuyun. The eldest brother was like a father, and the Eldest Brother was like a brother.    

Ah Niu shook his head and instinctively touched his waist, only to discover that the wine gourd was gone. He could not help but laugh.    

"Kill!"    

The three other clansmen, led by Vina, also shouted in unison. There was only one path for the people of the East and West to take today. Either the other side would die, or they would perish.