These young men were quite arrogant, fighting and taunting them at the same time.

"It's you, the lackeys of Heaven, who will be killed!"

"A bunch of fools who lived thousands of years ago talked about guardianship all day long. Your time has long passed!"

"From now on, people in heaven will kill every one they see!"

"Those two are role models, and you guys will have to follow them soon!"

Wan Guosong holds a long spear in his hand, which is quite powerful in combat.

Facing the enemy's ridicule, he remained silent.

It's almost a life-and-death fighting style, and every move is almost intended to kill the opponent together.

The young man who was fighting against him sneered and sneered: "Wan Guosong, heaven has declined. Even in the fairy world, mentioning heaven is like a joke."

Clang!

The Wan Guosong spear shoots out like a dragon and stabs the opponent's throat.

He was blocked by the young man with a knife, and continued to mock: "Your heaven on earth is more like a grassroots team, and you have the nerve to confer gods on dead ghosts. It's so funny!"

Chen Yangxu cursed loudly: "You will definitely go to hell if you die!"

The young man he was fighting laughed out loud: "Childish brat, you don't even know where hell is!"

"But don't worry, it will be your turn later!"

Song Xiao hid in the crowd and silently sacrificed the Holy Tea Sword.

A flash of silver light, like a sudden appearance!

Puff.

Stab it through the heart of the young man who is laughing wildly.

That sturdy battle suit seemed fragile in front of the Tea Saint Sword.

The laughter stopped suddenly!

The young man spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Soul out of body.

He was dispersed by Song Xiao's sneaky soul-dispelling curse.

"You have no chance to go anywhere."

Song Xiao stabbed another person quickly with the Tea Saint Sword and said silently in his heart.

A light flashed!

He slit another man's throat. Although he could not kill him, Wan Guosong followed and stabbed him with a gun.

The young man died tragically on the spot.

Hun'er was shattered by Song Xiao again.

Then he quickly retracted the Tea Holy Sword and exclaimed along with everyone around him.

"Fuck!"

"What's going on?"

"Someone is taking action secretly!"

Song Xiao also shouted loudly: "Oh my god, who is so powerful?"

At this moment, a cold snort came from the direction of the pool.

"If you want to make a noise, go out and make a noise!"

"Influence anglers, die!"

Everyone present immediately shut their mouths and said nothing.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Wan Guosong and others took the opportunity to gather together to check on the situation of Zhou Mingxia and Liu Hao.

The person was found dead, with a look of grief on his face.

Four of the six young men who originally fought with them were left, and two of them were killed for no apparent reason.

At this moment, he stopped and searched the crowd with cold and angry eyes.

Trying to find the murderer.

Unfortunately, there were too many people here, and the opponent used a "flying sword" to sneak attack, so there was no way to catch him.

Although full of reluctance, it can only temporarily cease its activities.

A young man gritted his teeth and glared at Wan Guosong and others, and said in a cold voice: "I'll spare your lives for now!"

Wan Guosong looked at each other coldly and said nothing.

These people look young, but they are actually quite old.

A group from Saturn has always had trouble with Heaven.

It is said that there was a blood feud between our ancestors.

He was actually also looking for who had helped them just now.

After searching the crowd for a long time, I found nothing.

I can only give up.

Chen Yangxu squatted next to Zhou Mingxia, gently closed her eyes, and couldn't help crying.

Qian Kun patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Don't be sad, they can all become gods. I underestimated you before, so don't worry."

Chen Yangxu shook his head sadly, feeling useless.

The four young men returned to the waterhole and, together with several other teenagers, stood behind an old man who was fishing.

The old man said lightly: "It's really useless!"

The four young men immediately lowered their heads, looking ashamed.

The old man raised his head and glanced at Wan Guosong and the others, whose faces were full of grief and anger, and said: "I am too lazy to get involved in the affairs of my juniors, but remember not to disturb my fishing, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying this, the old man fell silent and started fishing seriously.

There are three people qualified to fish at this pool.

This old man is one of them.

The other two are a man and a woman.

The man looked to be in his early forties, with a fair face and no beard, regular facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

But for some reason, that face gives people a stiff feeling.

The woman is very beautiful, even if she sits there quietly with her eyelids lowered, she seems to have a natural charm.

The relationship between the three seems to be very subtle, and there is basically no communication with each other.

It is divided into triangular parts, each occupying a position.

Song Xiao could tell at a glance that the old man with those enemies was a human, the middle-aged man was a ghost, and the woman was a demon!

But both the middle-aged man and the woman had unimaginable terrifying energy hidden in their bodies.

If it weren't for his eyes, most people wouldn't be able to see their true identities at all!

At this time, suddenly there were several powerful ghost cultivators, wearing human skin and looking like humans, slowly approaching the pool.

He also seems to want to fish.

The old man snorted coldly.

A ghost cultivator walking in the front felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his spirit body almost dispersed.

He stepped back with a horrified expression.

The old man warned coldly: "No one from heaven is qualified to come here. Why are you fragile ghosts joining in the fun?"

With just a cold snort, he almost killed a powerful ghost cultivator.

Everyone present was shocked.

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the old man, said nothing, and continued to stare silently at the floating boats on the water.

Wan Guosong was filled with resentment. He knew that the old man was showing off.

If Heaven was really that unbearable and had been completely destroyed long ago, how could it persist to this day?

But it is also true that heaven is declining.

Especially in recent years, enemies from all walks of life have become more and more unscrupulous, resulting in extremely high battle damage rates every year.
To be continued...