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    The gorgeous treasure red sandalwood eight immortals table was slapped into pieces, and the tea cup on it fell to the ground.


    "Bai Qi, I want you to die hard." Yuan Zizhen was furious in the main hall of the yuan family.


    He was angry, but the other yuan elders in the hall were silent.


    "Get out, get out!" Yuan Zizhen was angry when he saw the other elders of the yuan family who were silent.


    After other elders of the yuan family went out, Yuan Zizhen couldn''t help wondering if he had really done wrong.


    It seems that nothing has gone smoothly since he left the customs.


    Especially white.


    Yuan Zizhen was gnashing his teeth.


    Since he heard of the name Bai Qi, it seems that the development of things has been completely out of his control. Especially now, the death of a large number of yuan family disciples makes him doubt whether the policy against Bai Qi was correct at the beginning.


    No, I can''t be wrong. He''s wrong. It''s white!


    Yuan Zi really roared.


    "Brother yuan!" Pan an from Qinglong gate came in.


    Yuan Zizhen took back his mind and reluctantly said with a smile, "brother pan is coming!"


    The mess on the ground was cleaned up by servants. After the two sat down, pan an took the lead in asking: "brother yuan, what''s the situation?"


    It''s good not to mention this. Yuan Zizhen almost broke his teeth when he mentioned it.


    After he explained the recent situation, pan an''s eyebrows also frowned.


    "That''s why barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes." he sighed. "Brother yuan''s family has a great cause. He can''t care about this one, but he doesn''t have such concerns from white."


    "That''s it." Yuan Zizhen''s eyes showed deep hatred: "but he''s not barefoot."


    Pan an said, "what do you say?"


    Yuan Zizhen snorted coldly, "I''ve sent someone to contact the holy mountain corpse hall. I think someone will come soon. I must break up the white corpse."


    Pan an nodded and said, "this is natural, but it can''t hydrolyze near thirst. Now Brother yuan has to consider another problem."


    "What? Brother pan, please speak clearly." Yuan Zizhen said in a deep voice.


    "There are two true gods on Bai Qi''s side. According to the latest news, his monster black tree also shows the strength of true gods. In this way, he has three true God experts to help, but on our side, there are only you and me..." Pan an frowned.


    Yuan Zizhen hesitated and subconsciously looked out of the window. Then he lowered his voice and said, "brother pan, you and I haven''t known each other for many years. Now I won''t hide it from you."


    Pan an looked at Yuan Zizhen strangely.


    "Now in my yuan family, there is an expert sitting in the town, so I''m not afraid to come here in vain." Yuan Zizhen whispered, and his voice became respectful.


    "Expert?" Pan an was stunned and asked, "which brother is it and the true God?"


    Yuan Zizhen nodded and shook his head. Then he said mysteriously, "this expert, he --"


    "How?" Pan an was even more strange.


    Yuan Zizhen also stopped selling off and said directly, "his surname is he."


    "Surname he?" Yuan Zizhen thought hard. He didn''t remember that there was a real God expert surnamed he in the northwest.


    He was about to ask again when he suddenly saw the respect on Yuan Zizhen''s face. A flash of light flashed through his mind. He was excited and said in a trembling voice: "his surname is he... Home?"


    Yuan Zizhen nodded.


    Pan an took a breath and couldn''t say a word.


    At the same time, outside the right vice city of the yuan family, Yuan Chong, dressed in red auspicious clothes, looked at the bodies of the people around him, looking miserable.


    The whole person is the vice city of Yuan Jiayou. At this time, there are few living people left. As the city master, he intends to escape, but he can''t take the first step.


    Screams came and went, and fresh lives were fragmented. Yuan Chong felt like he was dreaming.


    After a long time, he gave up the idea of running away with his lover in auspicious clothes. His face was full of pale and bitter smiles.


    Today is his day of great joy, but it is indeed a day of great sorrow for the city.


    "Your Highness, I just want to ask a question." he asked with a bitter smile. Facing death, he seemed to give up resistance.


    "Ask!" Yang Xuan said coldly.


    "If you kill so many people, will you have nightmares at night?" Yuan Chong asked.


    The black branches spread to Yuan Chong and gently stabbed him in the chest.


    It doesn''t hurt very much. Yuan Chong can hide, but he doesn''t. He seems to be waiting for the answer to the question.


    "No!" Yang Xuan said coldly, "because everyone will die, I just advance the result."


    Yuan Chong grinned and his eyes closed slowly.


    "You are really a madman, crazy madman!" Yuan Chong left his last words and fell into darkness forever.


    "You''re not the first person to call me crazy, of course, you won''t be the last." the branches trembled, and Yang Xuan threw Yuan Chong''s body out.


    The killing sound sounded, and the remaining hundreds of yuan family disciples formed a group and tried their best to rush towards Yang Xuan.


    "White, we fight with you." the angry roar broke the sky.


    This is an unyielding roar, this is a flame of hatred, and even a will to break through the darkness.


    But it''s no use.


    When the locust tree covered the void with black leaves, the world fell into darkness.


    The darkness of blood and death.


    The thick smell of blood drifted wantonly, accompanied by the final despair.


    "White, your ending is destined to be the same as us. I will wait for you, waiting for you..."


    The voice of despair and hatred spread in the blood and was sent to Yang Xuan''s ears.


    "You can wait, but what you wait for may be something more terrible than death," he said coldly, not knowing who he was talking to.


    On this day, April 11, marriage, burial and travel are forbidden.


    On this day, Yang Xuan broke yuan''s right city and killed less than 10000 people.


    The people in the city fled in advance, but Yang Xuan did not pursue them. Some yuan family disciples fled to the main vein of the yuan family.


    All this happened under the witness of the fighters from all forces who came to hear the news.


    "White, what are you going to do?" Yi changjue smiled bitterly and shook his head.


    Behind him, Jiang beigui, one of the three Lingxiao swords, was pale and couldn''t help muttering: "how could it be so strong? How could it be so strong?"


    Yi changjue looked at him: "what do you see?"


    "That tree is too strong." Jiang beigui''s face became more pale: "how can there be such a strange and powerful thing in this world."


    "There is a real God coming from the Lord." Yi changjue took a breath and looked at Yang Xuan in the distance, which was inexplicable.


    "Do we really want to participate in what''s going on here?" Jiang beigui asked, still pale.


    "Right!" Yi changjue''s tone was not sure.


    "But brother, the yuan family has nothing to do with us." Jiang beigui was very confused.


    "It''s the meaning of the vice Lord!" Yi Chang said.


    Jiangbei sighed and stopped talking.


    Like Jiangbei GUI, most of the onlookers looked pale and scared.


    True gods are hard to find, and there are even fewer true gods walking in the world, and they see one today, no, it''s a tree.


    The shock brought to them by the huge black tree will be engraved in their hearts forever.


    Among the crowd, the blood corpses all over the body were hidden in the dark, and the ancestor looked complex.


    He didn''t expect that Yang Xuan had such a powerful helper for several days. Even he wasn''t sure he could be the opponent of the strange tree.


    "It finally makes you a climate, but death is still waiting for you." he looked cold and gradually disappeared.