All the pain was released endlessly in an instant.

At this moment, he felt like he had fallen into nineteen layers of hell.

This comes from the pain in the bone, the torment in the soul.

Fei Zai Tian suddenly felt like ending his life.

Only death is the only way to get him out of this pain.

Almost at that moment, he instinctively gave up resistance.

"puff!"

The soul blade broke out, splashing blood.

And his body, at the same time, seemed to have been grilled, black as charcoal, with distorted facial features, and body spasms.

"boom!"

The corpse flying in the sky fell to the ground.

Everything was over in an instant, and Mang Cheng didn't respond at all.

When he settled down again, Fei Zaitian had turned into a coke-like corpse, curled up under his feet.

"what!"

Mang Cheng was shocked by this abnormal method of death, and backed away in panic.

This person was still fighting with him just now, and suddenly became such a dead body.

And it's still a strange and perverted dead body.

"Om!"

The soul blade uttered a clear sword sound, shaking Mang Cheng's whole body and raising his head in surprise.

He knew that this time it was his turn!

Among these people, his cultivation is the bottom!

It is a miracle to live till now.

Unfortunately, this miracle will end here today!

Mang Cheng did not resist, and stood motionless, waiting for the matter to end.

As the head of the family, there is something to die too.

It's better to wait and die than to be chased in embarrassment!

He closed his eyes decisively, waiting for the fatal blow,

"Your name is Mang Cheng?!"

Ling Luoyu's calm voice came into his ears.

Mang Cheng slowly opened his eyes and met her dark and evil eyes.

"Yes!"

"I suddenly felt that what you said just now makes sense...Someone always wants to spread the things here!"

She slowly raised the order to kill.

"You said, did I personally kill you here, or did I use the order of the Killing Order to get someone to destroy your clan?! Of course, you can also choose not to die!!"

Mang Cheng's voice trembled: "You...what do you want me to do?"

Ling Luoyu accepted the order to kill and looked at him as if looking at a dead person.

"What should you not do?"

Mang Cheng trembled in his heart and responded quickly.

"I will try my best to spread today's events! The world will soon know the names of the mercenary union and the ghost..."

Ling Luoyu flicked his fingertips, and a pill slid down his throat.

Mang Cheng's face changed drastically: "What is this?"

"After six months, if I am still alive, you will go to the mercenary union to get the antidote!!"

Ling Luoyu smiled quite treacherously, and quietly turned and walked into the distance.

"If I am unfortunately destroyed, then you will wait to be buried for me! Remember, my poison, colorless, tasteless and sensational, will only explode after half a year! So you don't have to try to find a solution. Medicine... In this world, no one except me can cure that poison!"

No one can solve it, because there is no cure at all.

What Ling Luoyu gave him was just an ordinary healing pill.

In this case, her words are deadly poison!

I have to say that in order to survive, Mang Cheng did a good job!

Almost overnight, mercenary unions and ghosts became front-page topics, frantically swiping the screen.

In particular, the news that the ghost slaughtered twelve sect heads with one person, and severely damaged Mang Cheng, quickly spread to the world like a spark of fire.