Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 1145 Who Can Distinguish Gods and Demons (20)

Just as Zhou Ye was pressing closer, the wind rustled in his ears with a fierce momentum, and Na Qingdao sullenly, with three arms popping out from behind, including two of his own, a total of five arms, while blocking side attack.

This time, one of the arms turned into a sharp blade and pierced directly into Zhou Ye's heart.

With a "puchi" sound of blood and flesh spattering, Zhou Ye fell to the ground again.

His heart was empty, and his body was terribly cold.

Lying on the ground, Zhou Ye took a deep breath, quietly looking at the vast sky in front of him with a pair of black eyes.

She couldn't feel much pain anymore.

The body's ability to adapt is too strong, after a lot of hard work, she can hardly even feel her own body.

Standing up numbly, Zhou Ye spat lightly, and spat out a piece of blood and flesh, which fell on the ground and rolled around, covered with sand.

No matter what it is, Zhou Ye only needs to know that he is not dead.

The attack continued, and this time, she tore off one of Qingdao's sleeves, making his already tattered clothes even more embarrassing.

Now the indifference and sarcasm on Qingdao's face were gone, replaced by a strong killing intent hidden in his eyes.

"As expected of a monster cultivated by Jun Gan, it's really hard to solve..."

Qingdao muttered, as if talking to himself.

No one knew who the gentleman he was talking about was.

Zhou Ye didn't care what kind of fart this man was talking about. After coughing up a mouthful of blood, there was no missing arm or short leg all over his body, but he slapped him, and his face was covered in blood.

Now Zhou Ye looks dilapidated.

Old wounds are not healed, and new ones are soon added.

A few fingers were broken, but he was able to break them back without changing his face, and then continued to rush forward without saying a word.

The tenacity in her bones burst out, and she continued to attack regardless of the consequences, with a sentence circling in her mind.

"Accidentally killed by me."

He killed Qingsang.

Zhou Ye had to kill him.

There is no fairness in the six realms. They are all born and raised by mothers and fathers. They can also be divided into three, six, and nine grades. Some hang high in the sky for thousands of people to admire, while others are so low. In the dust, people are born to be slaughtered, and no one cares about life or death.

So in the man's eyes, Qingsang is the cattle and sheep that can be slaughtered at will, but it only takes some effort, what about the others?No effect at all.

What kind of waves can a little blue dragon stir up?
If Zhou Ye wasn't there, the little blue dragon would really be unable to make waves.

But since Zhou Ye is still alive and still breathing, she has to help Qingsang turn the waves.

Zhou Ye was raised by a fairy elder since she was a child, and the old man never taught her that there is any difference between one life and another.

Therefore, in her eyes, Xianzun's life is the same as that of a stray dog ​​on the street. If she bites her, Zhou Ye will kick her to death.

That being the case, the life of Patriarch Qing Dao is no different from that of Qing Sang.

He killed Qingsang.

That Zhou Ye had to kill him.

One life is worth one life, this is the inherent idea in Zhou Ye's mind.

No matter what others say or do, she unswervingly sticks to her principles.

So no matter whether she has a broken arm or a broken hand, as long as she can stand up, she has to continue.

Standing in front of him, Qingdao stared at Zhou Ye, a icy cold flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)