The sky and the earth were vast and it started to snow.
Fine snowflakes fell and landed in this world.
Zhao Wujiang felt like he had gone from day to night in an instant.
The sky was no longer gray, but pitch black.
Snowflakes are like silver flakes.
He seemed to have stepped into another space invisibly.
He could hear the quiet flow of the river and the sound of falling snowflakes.
He looked around and saw that everything in all directions was shrouded in darkness.
There is nothing in the world but snow and him.
"The demon god is dead."
Zhao Wujiang heard an old voice filled with fire, and an old man in colorful clothes appeared in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, he sensed many hazy figures appearing in the darkness in all directions, and they all seemed to look over. Their gazes were like cold blades in the darkness, scratching his soul.
"Aren't you just trying to test whether Zhao Wujiang is immortal or not?"
Jiang Caihe walked towards Zhao Wujiang step by step with a cold face:
"You are still afraid of him after all, and you will stop at nothing to seek safety and self-protection.
If you don’t dare to try it, I’ll do it!
It just so happens that I also want to eliminate this cause and effect for my disciple! "
Several figures swayed in the darkness, obviously surprised by Jiang Caihe's actions. Jiang Caihe should be the supreme leader of the demon gods, so why did he suddenly attack Zhao Wujiang now?
"Jiang Caihe, you are crazy! Do you know what you are doing?" Meng Yu appeared, and the water swayed in the darkness, seeming to want to push Zhao Wujiang away from this supreme realm.
Jiang Caihe and Li Weiyang were fighting so hard that they were getting more and more angry.
But Jiang Caihe did not fight to the death with Li Weiyang as expected. Instead, he gave up and made it clear that he would not watch the show anymore. He would blame everyone for what happened today.
Whether it is Li Weiyang of the Li family, Wang Ai of the Wang family, the leader of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect, those who think they hide themselves deeply, or pedantic people like Lu Chong Mengyu who believe in demons and gods, Jiang Caihe will remember what happened today. .
No one knew what he was talking about today, and no one knew why Jiang Caihe suddenly went crazy.
Jiang Caihe directly dragged Zhao Wujiang into the Supreme Realm, and attacked Zhao Wujiang directly in front of everyone.
In the darkness, Li Weiyang and others watched coldly and did not take action immediately. They speculated that Jiang Caihe might be acting and wanted to plan something.
Meng Yu fended off Jiang Caihe's attack and angrily said:
"Jiang Caihe, when did you betray us?"
"Betrayal?" Jiang Caihe's supreme cultivation level was surging and he directly imprisoned Zhao Wujiang in place. His offensive was blocked, but Zhao Wujiang couldn't escape.
He sneered:
"I never joined you, so where's the betrayal?
Fighting disasters together does not mean that we are all on the same page.
Today's matter is done, and everyone is happy. Anyway, the outcome has been decided, and everything is useless.
But if you fail today, I will settle the accounts one by one personally. "
The Supremes secretly took action, and the Supremes on Li Weiyang's side took action against Zhao Wujiang one after another. The Supreme offensive was overwhelming towards Zhao Wujiang.
"The demon god is dead."
Another sneer came from the darkness.
Zhao Wujiang's face was expressionless, neither happy nor sad. He was like a prisoner being pushed to the gallows at the moment, unable to struggle, but there was no trace of despair in his eyes.
He is also like a god who looks down on all living beings from above, seeing through everything, understanding everything, and showing his indifference.
There was a paintbrush in the darkness that wanted to open an escape passage for Zhao Wujiang, but as soon as the paintbrush was swung, it was opened by another supreme power.
There was a lotus flower that wanted to get closer, to protect Zhao Wujiang, and to resist this overwhelming offensive for Zhao Wujiang, but before the lotus flower could get close, it was shattered into pieces by many vast cultivation bases.
No one can save him Zhao Wujiang.
Until a woman in blue and purple clothes hugged the restrained Zhao Wujiang.
The tear stains at the corners of the woman's eyes trembled slightly, and a long-lost smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
"Stop!" Jiang Caihe's eyes trembled fiercely, he shouted angrily, and rushed towards Zhao Wujiang:
"flourishing!"
