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Ruoshui Riverside.

Ruoshui River is incomparably wide, and the torrential river flows endlessly, flowing from west to east, flowing into the endless sea.

This is the largest border area between the Tian Clan and the Wing Clan, with the Ruoshui River as the boundary.

Today, on the banks of the North and South Rivers, one is black and the other is white, and the army covers the sky and the sun, like countless locusts, densely packed, covering the sky and covering the earth.

No matter who saw this scene, their scalp would tingle.

A strong sense of killing floated on both sides of the Ruoshui River.

"Mo Yuan, you didn't get along with Tian Tianjun, why did you help him and lost your life!

I heard that the old man spent three days in Kunlun without regard for face in order to get you to fight before he saw you!

Such a shameless person, what good is it for you to protect him, you are not afraid of being jealous of him, and you will kill the donkey! "

Qing Cang's arrogant voice echoed on both sides of Ruoshui River through mana.

into the ears of every creature.

The Wing Clan was naturally greatly encouraged. As for the generals of the Tian Clan, although they looked ugly, they were well trained after all.

Although he was surprised and his morale was a bit low, he was not afraid of a battle.

"I don't go out to fight for the Heavenly King, but only for the beings of the Celestial Clan, for the peace of the world!" Mo Yuan said, his face indifferent, noncommittal to Qing Cang's words.

"Humph!"

The eldest prince Yang Cuo and the third prince Lian Song, who were sent by Tianjun to join the battle, snorted coldly, their eyes glowing fiercely.

Bone-piercing killing intent shot out from their bodies, approaching Qing Cang on the opposite side.

Father is a majestic generation of Heavenly King, so such shameless things were pulled out without any scruples.

Embarrassed and embarrassing, the two became angry from embarrassment.

If it wasn't for worrying about the huge gap in strength between the two sides, and also worrying about Sangji being in their hands, they would have been unable to hold back and fought life and death with each other.

Even though the gods of the Celestial Clan in the same camp didn't say anything, the self-esteem of the Celestial Clan's royal family made them feel that the people around them looked at the two brothers with a hint of disdain and disdain.

I couldn't help feeling angry in my heart, but it wasn't easy to attack, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Two green-haired children who are still young, they are only immortals, not even Mo Yuan's disciples, yet they dare to show their murderous intent towards me. It seems that you are impatient!"

Sensing the murderous intent from Yangcuo and Lian Song, Qingcang sneered disdainfully, his eyes staring at them, not paying attention to them at all.

"Today, I will sacrifice the flag with your brothers' blood first, and soon your brothers will follow in his footsteps."

As he spoke, Qing Cang waved his hand, and Sang Ji, who was trapped in Da Zi Ming Palace, was brought out.

At this moment, he looked embarrassed and disheveled, without any trace of the majesty of the prince of the heavenly clan, and the whole person was even more timid, shouting for help.

The previous high-spirited, no longer a star.

"Brother, save me!"

"Third brother, save me!"

"God Mo Yuan, you have great powers, please help Sang Ji!"

Yang Cuo looked at Sang Ji who was about to die under Qing Cang's knife, his face couldn't bear it, and he said anxiously to Mo Yuan.

However, because of the eagerness, the pleading tone was inevitably a bit tough.

Dissatisfied with the disciples of Kunlun Xu who surrounded Mo Yuan.

Bai Qian was even more outspoken, and pushed back with a bad attitude.

"Yangcuo, this Ruoshui River is an ancient Tianhe River that existed in the Great Desolation Era. The water is surging, and it is shrouded in unpredictable confinement power. Even if you are the Supreme God, you must be careful when crossing the Ruoshui River on weekdays.

What's more, the two sides are fighting right now, and the opponents are full of masters of the Yi tribe, and there are even millions of soldiers of the Yi tribe watching.

Are you doing this because you want Master to die? "

"But……!"

"Besides!"

Before Yang Cuo could open his mouth, Bai Qian immediately interjected, and said slickly: "The second prince, Sang Ji, is arrogant and domineering. I heard that Tianjun sent someone to Daziming Palace to rescue him, but because of this Sang Ji The prince made repeated mistakes over and over again, which led to the failure of success, and the Celestial Clan suffered heavy losses!"

"Since the prince of the Celestial Clan was born in the royal family, enjoys all the honors, and is worshiped by all immortals, he naturally has no hesitation and will die for the Celestial Clan."

"If the commander is injured because of saving him alone, and the opportunity is lost, and the Celestial Clan loses troops, who should bear the responsibility?"

"Could it be that the eldest prince Yangcuo, who only has the cultivation base of a celestial being, can barely be regarded as a half-step sage?"

"you!"

Yangcuo stared wide-eyed, wishing to skin Si Yin in front of him, but was held back by Lian Song.

As for other people, they dismissed the prince.

In front of the great enemy, even if the person who is bound on the opposite side is a Celestial Clan God, he can only give up.

Not to mention the always domineering Sangji.

On the other hand, Qing Cang on the other side was so powerful that he heard Bai Qian's words clearly, couldn't help laughing, and taunted the prince of the Heavenly Clan.

He swung his ax up, and slashed down under the resentful and complicated eyes of everyone in the Celestial Clan.

"help me!"

The shadow of death shrouded down, Sang Ji wept bitterly and let out a desperate roar.

With a flash of cold light, a large head flew high, and blood spilled across the sky.

thump!

Sang Ji's head fell into the Ruoshui River, and disappeared instantly under the scour of the endless Ruoshui.

The primordial spirit is wiped out, and the body is completely dead and the soul is gone.

"No!"

"Sangji!"