Run quickly?

Hearing Xiao Yang's words, the man and the woman showed a strange look at each other. They looked at each other.

The man suddenly laughed out loud: "My surname is Xiao, what did you say? I heard it right? Let's run quickly? How do you want us to run? Where can I go?"

"Interesting." The woman had a proud look on her face. "In this civilization, there is no character that can make us run away."

Xiao Yang shook his head slightly, "Okay, you no longer have a chance and can't escape."

Xiao Yang's confident remarks made the woman's face angry.

"My surname is Xiao, what do you think you are..."

"He said it right, you two can't escape." A giggle rang out.

When the man and the woman heard the giggle, their faces changed at the same time. They didn't notice when there was someone else here. When they looked in the direction where the giggle came, they saw a white skeleton, like a spider, climbing on the stone wall.

This strange skeleton actually made the man and woman feel inexplicable fear.

A faint green light emanated from the skeleton's eyes, like the dark fire in the chaotic grave, bringing a hint of chill.

"The people from the Valhalla are really good food." The skeleton made a charming and full of homage.

This skeleton was the witch who escaped by Xiao Yang's body a few days ago.

"It seems that you have some understanding of our Valhalla." The man no longer paid attention to Xiao Yang, and he turned his eyes to the skeleton. "However, since you know our Valhalla, you should maintain the respect you deserve."

"Respect? Hehe." The witch laughed disdainfully, "A group of spokespersons who want to pursue the footsteps of the gods. I would like to show respect to me. Don't you understand what I said? I said, you are only worthy of my food!"

"It's simply unrestrained!" The woman was angry first, and her hands were shining, and her body was rioting, and she had already rushed to the witch.

"Those who blaspheme the gods will face death." The witch let out a disdain. Her skeleton body did not seem burdensome at all, but was more flexible than before.

Faced with the attack of this woman, the witch's skeleton body turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of the woman. When she appeared again, she had already arrived behind the woman.

"Why is it so fast!" The woman subconsciously exclaimed.

"Junior sister, be careful." The man reminded him, then moved his body and joined the battlefield.

The witch has absolute strength. The last time she suffered a great loss in the confrontation with Xiao Yang was because it caused Xiao Yang's negative emotions. Xiao Yang in that state was absolutely terrifying, but he was absolutely out of control. At that time, Xiao Yang also held the ancestral army's life sickle, and with the two blessings, he directly killed the witch's body.

At this time, facing a man and a woman in the Hall of Heroes, the witch seemed at ease, and the three of them fought back and forth in the arsenal.

"Is the juniors of the Heroic Spirit Hall only have this strength? Just because of you, we will kill this kid. If he hadn't been backfired by the ancestors, you two would have been a corpse now. Sure enough, you are still so arrogant." The witch made a disdainful voice and went to the Heroic Spirit Hall with all the bone claws.

The man and the woman also realized the strength of the witch. They did not answer any answer when facing the witch. They both were attacking with all their hearts.

The two heroic spirits emerged, but they were like caves, and the size of the heroic spirit was compressed into one person.

"Senior Brother!" A hint of joy appeared on the woman's face, "This seems to be the place mentioned by the master!"

"Can maximize the will of heroic spirits!" The man also understands what women are saying, "can maximize the degree of fit with heroic spirits, and let heroic spirits produce spirituality!"

Although the heroic spirit is small, the strength it exerts is even stronger.

Four to one!

Even though the number of people changed from two to four, the witch was not afraid at all. When she faced Xiao Yang, she seemed extremely relaxed by one against six.

Five people fought and their energy leaked.

Xiao Yang, who was in the arsenal, was in this battlefield. The leaked energy was transmitted to him, cutting his clothes and carrying countless wounds on his body and face. At this moment, Xiao Yang was like what the men and women in the Heroic Spirit Hall said, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and could only allow those energy to attack.

Xiao Yang's body was filled with blood and his wounds increased one after another. It has been a long time since he has not realized this feeling. Now he will not even be valued or taken seriously by the eyes.

"Is it humiliation?" Xiao Yang spoke out, his voice was very small, and he was asking himself.

"Maybe." Xiao Yang was also answering himself.

"Can you bear this kind of humiliation? You are the king's destiny, so why do you want to be like an ant, and be ignored by others? No, someone will take a look at the ant, but you don't."

"It's just that the way to live is different. Whether it's an ants or gods, they have the right to choose."

"If you can be a god, why should you be an ant?"

"So what about gods, so what about ants? There are gods among ants. Perhaps the so-called gods are also ants in the eyes of others?"

"Don't you really feel humiliated?"

"Of course I think, so what? Just do your own thing well, it's just humiliation, everyone has suffered."

Xiao Yang murmured, his speech was very fast, and he asked and answered himself, just like a sequel. He suddenly fell silent. After a few seconds, the corners of Xiao Yang's mouth suddenly opened.

"Sorry, you can bear the humiliation, I can't, open!"

A black aura spread out from Xiao Yang's body, and the life sickle that pressed behind Xiao Yang and conveyed the power of backlash began to tremble slightly because of the appearance of this black aura.

Xiao Yang's bent legs also began to exert force. His crushed spine gradually straightened, and his legs began to stand in the direction of standing. The black breath spread to his calves, to his thighs, waist, upper body, and then to his neck.

At the same time, Xiao Yang gradually stood up, and the life sickle was taken off from behind and held in his hand.

The black lines continued to spread to Xiao Yang's face.

"Okay."

Just as the pattern had spread to Xiao Yang's jaw, Xiao Yang suddenly made a sound, and the spreading pattern stopped.

"Okay, I'll leave the next thing to me." Xiao Yang turned his wrist and turned the life sickle in his hand, "So, I haven't passed one level, right? That is, the so-called shame, Old Man Lu, how did you do it? Could it be that you really know how to tell fortunes?"
Chapter completed!