"Hahaha--"
"Gu Qingyang, Gu Qingyang, no matter how crazy you are, no matter how powerful you are, won't you still fall in the end?"
"No one can escape his own life. Anyone who commits injustice will be killed! Since you, Gu Qingyang, have chosen such a path, you deserve to die!"
"Look at your appearance, how ugly you are? Hahaha, retribution, what retribution! Gu Qingyang, you should die quickly."
"All the powerful masters of the sixteen realms are coming here soon, Gu Qingyang, how will you respond then?"
"Struggle? Resist?"
"Stop resisting Gu Qingyang, you can still walk away faster if you don't resist. Huh! People like you are destined to die!"
…
Voices rang out on the battlefield, and all the bone cultivators' faces glowed red. They stared at Gu Qingyang, who had only half of his body left alive, and were extremely happy.
The road finally came to an end.
They have been waiting for a truly capable victim. They are willing to call that person a hero and expect that person to make sacrifices.
Facts have proved that they have finally arrived after waiting for so long, and the person named Qiandao Liushuang is really enlightened.
He just fought against Gu Qingyang hundreds of times, and he was willing to give his life. This really made them applaud secretly.
Some of them also have the ability to summon their ancestors.
But they couldn't summon the ancestors of the sixteenth realm. At most, they could summon the strong men of the fifteenth realm to come. It doesn't necessarily change anything.
However... even if they can bring a strong man from the fifteenth level to come, they may not be willing to do it. Because the cost of calling for help is too high.
The price paid by Qiandao Liushuang is obvious to all. It is the only life, cultivation, Tao fruit, body and soul.
They are not willing to pay such a price.
The price was too great, too great for them to bear. They have worked hard all their lives and finally have everything they have now.
Cultivation, glory, status...all these are the assets they have worked hard for. Why should they give up just because they say they want to?
In comparison, others are in the same situation as them. But why should they care too much about other people's lives?
The human race never lacks those who are hot-blooded and hard-hearted, and it also never lacks those who make sacrifices.
So they chose to wait when it was most time to sacrifice. They knew... there would still be people who dared to sacrifice.
Finally, after a long time, Qiandao Liushuang appeared. Those thousands of flowing frosts finally led the ancestor to come at the cost of everything he owned.
There is nothing more exciting than this, which means that this war is likely to be over.
They finally don't have to suffer on this battlefield anymore, and finally don't need to be so-called victims.
Even if they are smart enough, they can get a lot of credit.
When the time comes, what it means to be famous and achieve success, what it means to be sitting on countless awards... all the faces seem to be not very far away from them.
Because they were the ones who had conquered Gu Qingyang, the world-destroying demon, and most importantly, they were the ones who returned alive among the many conquerors!
Such an identity is not something that just anyone can have. It must be obtained by experiencing countless life and death tests on the battlefield.
Of course... their identity is watery.
But who cares about this at a time like this?
The ancestor of the Sixteenth Realm is coming soon!
This is the most important and critical thing! As long as they wait and fool around, they can get everything they want.
Whenever these people think of this, they can't help but light up with joy. So they wanted to scold Gu Qingyang and roar loudly.
"Ah--"
At the same moment, Gu Qingyang just laughed when he heard those voices. He did laugh, but he was laughed out of anger by these people.
What is this?
The scene in front of me was clearly a sacrifice made by Qiandao Liushuang, but in the end it was these timid guys who screamed the loudest.
He finally understood now that some of his past thoughts were not extreme. Maybe he was right in the past.
Looking at the entire human race...not all human race members are worthy of being spared.
At least, some of the people around him who only know how to fish in troubled waters really deserve to die.
If he were one of those in power, he would definitely not let these goods go.
It's a pity that he is not, so it doesn't count if he says it. But these people finally made him understand what true shamelessness is.
No wonder those people could survive on such a battlefield. They were so shameless that it was really difficult not to survive.
…
Thinking of this, Gu Qingyang couldn't help but sigh. He really had to hate himself again and hate himself for not being strong enough.
Just imagine, if he was strong enough, would these shameless people still have a way to survive? Although the truth is that anyone who is his enemy should die.
But if someone must die, then he still hopes that the last person to die is this kind of person.
In this case, even if he kills someone, he can do it with peace of mind.
It's a pity that the outcome of this kind of thing is not something he can decide after all. Nowadays, the arrival of the Sixteenth Level Bone Cultivator has become inevitable.
No matter how hard he tries, the final result may not change. As tyrannical as he is, he will eventually die like he did in his previous life.
…
"call--"
"boom--"
"Click——"
Soon, as deafening sounds suddenly sounded, beams of light began to appear in this world.
Feeling that those powerful auras were becoming more and more solid, many bone cultivators present became extremely excited.
In contrast, Gu Qingyang felt unprecedentedly calm.
His heart suddenly became extremely peaceful, although the nine thoughts of anger in his heart still existed.
But now, his reason has gained the absolute upper hand. At this moment when death is infinitely close, there seems to be no point in doing anything else.
"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong——"
"My whole life——"
Gradually, Gu Qingyang could hear his own heartbeat. From that moment he knew that death was not far away.
But at this time, he still prefers to remember his own life.
In his life... he has suffered too much and suffered endless sorrow.
If it weren't for this experience, how could he have the true thoughts of the Nine Paths of Anger in his heart? But he doesn't want his life to be filled with sadness.
Why does it have to be just sadness?
His state of mind was full of anger and ignorance.
Nine Anger is real, isn’t the only one delusion real? What he has been pursuing all his life is absolute freedom and warmth.
"Although I know that human beings are like grass, life will eventually wither one day. But I really didn't expect that my life would end like this."
"But I don't regret living this way."
"Even if you let me choose again, I will still be Gu Qingyang. I will still work hard to raise my sister, and I will still join the devil."
"In this cold world, so-called justice can't save anyone. Only demons! Only by becoming more ferocious than them can you survive!"
"Nine hatreds and one foolishness, endless greed."
"Nine Angers are real, ignorance is real, and endless greed is even more real. An eighth-level bone cultivator needs a group of sixteenth-level bone cultivators to suppress him..."
"Who among the world's bone cultivators who have reached the realm of Thousand Soul Tribulations can be as valued as I am? I, Gu Qingyang, am really very important."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Thinking of the end, Gu Qingyang couldn't help but laugh.
He finally saw that the silhouettes of people had begun to solidify in those light pillars.
He knew that those people were here to kill him, but there was nothing to say until now.
Who has never died since ancient times? It's just a matter of time, the winner is the king or the loser.
However, there was still a sadness in Gu Qingyang's laughter that made people cry.
The hero is old and the owl is dying.
Such an artistic conception probably refers to him now, right? He was really not far from death.
"gentle--"
Finally, just as the first figure slowly stepped out of the light pillar, Gu Qingyang's state of mind completed the final transformation.
Gu Qingyang began to stop thinking about those painful experiences. He began to recall who he had treated well and who he had saved in his life.
Waves of warmth turned into warmth and circulated in his heart, his eyes became gentle, and in a daze, he even felt that he saw his sister again.
"Ying'er——"
He let out a call, and the tenderness in his heart reached its true peak, erupting like a torrent.
At the same moment, many bone cultivators present also looked at Gu Qingyang. Because they also felt the warmth on Gu Qingyang's body.
But they were also surprised by it.
Why? what is this?
Do world-destroying demons like Gu Qingyang and heinous people like Gu Qingyang deserve this kind of warmth?
For a moment, the cultivators looked at Gu Qingyang with eyes full of suspicion, disgust and surprise. They were very puzzled.
Their hatred for Gu Qingyang increased even more, because they had never even had that kind of warmth.
So they were very jealous of Gu Qingyang.
Why can Gu Qingyang have it?
"die!"
At the same moment, the first sixteen-level bone cultivator to land on this battlefield suddenly made a sound, turned his hands over his hands, and raised his hand to kill him.
Feeling the oppression of that tyrannical force, Gu Qingyang couldn't help but feel helpless. He really didn't have the strength to resist.
So... he allowed his body to break with his sadness and unwillingness, and he allowed his soul to resist because of his unyieldingness.
His consciousness began to become blurry——
But until the last moment, his mood was still full of reluctance. He still couldn't bear to part with everything he had now.
He was still a little reluctant to part with his practice. He knew that he might only be a few steps away from seeing his sister again.
"Ying'er."
He opened his mouth, trying to use his last strength to call out. However, his consciousness was completely blurred, and in the end he didn't know what he said.
But the practitioners present heard it clearly.
"Wei-jiu-ling!"
It was a call, but it shook the heavens and the earth!
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