In the extremely strong and bloody smell, Yang Yu put his knife back into the sheath, and a wisp of golden blood flowed down from his eyebrows.

On the blood-colored red mountain top, the nine lion god king who had gone through the dead turned into a headless human body, but he still stood up but did not fall.

"Only after the schizophrenia is over, I will see my true self..."

His palm stretched to Gao Tian, ​​as if he wanted to grab the ancient sword of the Immortal Killing Immortal. The voice of the Lion God King was low and hoarse:

"No wonder you have never tried this, but it turns out that the origin of Longquan Tiandi is already incomplete..."

"It's a pity that you know too late..."

In the void, the voice of the Taoist in Tianzong came.

Dang ~

Yang Yu put his sword back into the sheath, and never looked at the headless body of the Lion God King, but suddenly looked west.

But I saw that an ancient Bodhi tree rose from the sky, and there seemed to be a loud sing of Buddha's voice and Zen under it.
Chapter completed!