When Yang Xuan approached yuan''s family, he found that little bird was standing outside Yuan''s city.


    She stared at Yang Xuan standing on the huge tree. Tears, like broken beads, left from her face and hit the ground hard.


    "Master!" the little bird made a bloody voice, and a flower fell from the air.


    A black branch stretched out, gently lifted her up and sent her to Yang Xuan.


    "Master, I......" the little bird sobbed.


    Yang Xuan slowly stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears on her face, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and slowly said, "what are you crying for?"


    "I... I killed sister Qingqing, master, I..." just said a few words, she burst into tears again.


    Yang Xuan sighed, but didn''t speak. He just touched the head of the little bird.


    After a long time, he asked, "how did you come out of the yuan family?"


    The little bird sobbed, "a sister in white rescued me. She said you were coming and let me wait for you here."


    "What else?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Also, she asked me to bring you a word." the little bird cried.


    "What do you say?"


    "She said, the sea of suffering is boundless, and it''s time to turn around." the little bird wiped her tears and asked, "master, what does this mean?"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes showed a strange color. After a long time, he replied, "maybe he wants to tell me something others don''t know."


    After the light lit up and sent the little bird to the forgotten place, Yang Xuan''s eyes penetrated the space and fell on several people outside the yuan family city.


    At this time, the people behind Yang Xuan had already recognized several people on Yuan Zi''s real side.


    "My God, it''s old liang from LingXiao palace. Elder Liang, why is he here? My God."


    "And the true God master of Tianchi. My God, that one over there is elder pan of Qinglong gate. My God."


    "There are only a few true gods in the world. It''s rare to see five at a time this time."


    "It''s bad for nothing. The strange tree around him is just three real God experts, three against five. The victory and defeat is clear."


    "It''s said that white rising is nothing but the realm of virtual God. If it hadn''t been for the help of the big tree and the other two real God experts, he would have been killed long ago. This time I see what waves he can turn out."


    "That''s true. The five true gods shot, and his way of life?"


    "Yes, I''ve already seen this white rise unpleasant."


    Listening to the comments of the people, Yuan Zizhen sneered. His eyes contained deep anger and killing, as well as the hatred that the three rivers could not be cleaned.


    "Bai Qi, after killing you, I will find out all the people of your Yang family, kill them one by one, and frustrate them."


    Listening to Yuan Zizhen''s cruel oath, Yang Xuan smiled and knocked his head with his hand.


    The pain hit his whole body. He couldn''t tell whether it was a headache or a hand pain.


    "From now on, you are guilty of killing innocent people indiscriminately. If you don''t arrest them immediately, follow me back to Tianchi and accept the trial!" Zhang Ping''an from Tianchi took a step forward and drank coldly.


    It was a black lightning that answered him.


    When heijia rode a bone horse and pierced the sky with a black spear and stabbed Zhang Ping''an, everyone understood Yang Xuan''s determination.


    This war will never die!


    "How brave!" Zhang Ping''an roared and greeted him.


    Green disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was in front of several people. When his arms were waved, the black and shiny nails tore the space out of cracks and spread like a cobweb.


    "It''s really a real divine means!" Chen Yan and Leng hum from Tianchi. The whole person turned into a faint virtual shadow and came to Qing. With a wave of his hand, a Silver Crescent weapon that didn''t know where it came from had been cut off to Qing.


    "In vain! Now you are the common indignation of heaven and man. Today I see what means you have?" Yuan Zizhen sneered.


    With his clothes flying, Yang Xuan left the locust tree and stood in the air.


    The huge locust tree under his feet slowly sank into the ground and disappeared.


    "I''m very curious. I''d better give up this Sophora tree brother." Liang, who was originally standing in the air, landed on the ground and suddenly stamped his feet. The ground cracked. The huge black branch of the tree root stabbed him with the sound of death.


    Three battles, six true gods, shattered heaven and earth.


    Everyone changed color.


    When the inadvertent force in the air smashed the dozens of martial artists in the front row, everyone''s faces showed horror.


    True God is hard to find, which is rare in the world.


    In any case, they did not expect that when the six true gods shot at the same time, the heaven and earth would almost collapse.


    Back, back!


    Everyone is madly retreating, a thousand miles.


    "White, die!"


    Yuan Zizhen appeared in front of Yang Xuan with a ferocious face.


    "Die!" he roared, holding a huge hammer and smashed it directly at Yang Xuan.


    Boom!


    Heaven and earth broke, and countless black space cracks spread around. Each crack formed the shape of a small hammer. After a slight pause, they smashed at Yang Xuan together.


    This was yuan Zizhen''s blow full of hatred and anger. This blow was a blow that did not stop until it reached its goal.


    "Bai Qi is dead!" everyone''s attention was attracted by Yuan Zizhen''s hammer.


    "If the true God strikes, can it be taken by a small empty God in vain? Now he will die."


    Everyone talked and looked different.


    But at the next moment, all the voices stopped, and everyone took a breath. Their eyes were prominent, their mouths were wide, and their faces were shocked and incredible.


    After a long time, someone finally made a voice: "this... How is this possible?"


    "It''s impossible. I must be hallucinating." someone rubbed his eyes hard and couldn''t believe what he saw.


    "How? How?" someone muttered, his brain blank.


    Slowly speaking, the onlookers, even the three true God masters who were fighting with heijia, Qing and Huaishu, were full of surprise after they divided their attention a little.


    Pan an of qinglongmen, who had not yet had time to fight, was full of shock and confusion on his face, as if he couldn''t understand what was happening in front of him.


    In the field, Yuan Zizhen looked at the crack hammer that accompanied him all his life and the slender white finger against the crack blow. His eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.


    "True divine realm?" he said incredulously.


    "Really divine state?" Pan an''s body was shocked and his face was full of surprise.


    There was an uproar.


    "What? Baiqi is a real mirror? How is that possible?"


    "When was he promoted to the realm of true God?"


    "Yes, I vaguely heard people mention it before. It seems that I have been promoted to the true God, but no one believes it. Now it seems that it is true."


    "My God, isn''t Baiqi the youngest true God in history? That''s just the case for the martial god elder."


    "Evil, evil, what a evil."


    People talked and made a huge noise.


    Yuan Zizhen took back the crack hammer. After the iron green face collected the shock in his eyes, he sneered and said, "what about the true God? I don''t believe it. Can you be my opponent, a boy who has just entered the true God realm?"


    Then he hit out with another hammer.