The global revival of demons: There are also gods in the East

"Escape, do you think anyone can escape? Since I have dispatched myself, I will naturally kill the weeds."

The loud voice sounded again, the voice was full of cruel meaning, and then a bigger palm appeared in the sky, and a thick coercion shrouded the bottom.

The figures of all the fleeing people froze in mid-air, and time seemed to stand still.

Only the old Taoist priest and that huge hand were moving, and the old Taoist priest's body looked extremely small under the big hand, looking like an ant shaking the sky.

After the old Taoist flew into the air, his body was covered with raging fire, and a breath of destruction emanated from him, and then with a bang, the old Taoist was instantly blown into ashes.

However, after this obstruction, the big black hand still paused slightly, and everyone who was immobilized also regained their freedom and flew in all directions.

"boom."

A huge paw print hundreds of feet wide appeared on the ground, and [-]% of the people died in the huge pit.

Only a small number of people who barely managed to fly away from the edge survived, and then continued to fly into the distance.

Zhang Ling is one of the living people, because an old man at the peak of immortality discovered that she was already in the middle stage of immortality at a young age, so he cherished her talent and took her away.

At this moment, Xiao Qian flew straight towards this side. After having that wonderful relationship with Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling was already considered his half woman, so Xiao Qian's eyes were tearing up when he saw this scene.

"No, Zhang Ling."

Xiao Qian roared sadly, and then a powerful aura emanated from his whole body, flying straight towards the monster.

It wasn't until he got close that he realized that the old man who had said a word for him before was flying here with Zhang Ling.

At this moment, Zhang Ling was still in fear. So many living people suddenly disappeared in front of her just now, which was full of shock to her.

Seeing Xiao Qian, who was covered in golden light, flying straight towards this side, and shouting her name, her heart trembled deeply at this moment.

At this moment, he looked so majestic, with golden light all over his body, not afraid of death, and flew straight to the scene of the incident.

Zhang Ling suddenly beamed with joy. It seemed that she was very important to him.

At this moment, wind blades appeared in the sky, cutting towards the fleeing people in all directions.

Two wind blades also appeared behind Zhang Ling and the others, aimed at Zhang Ling and the old man respectively, and flew straight towards them. The speed of the wind blades was much faster than their flying speed.

To see that Feng Ren was about to catch up with Zhang Ling and the others, Zhang Ling's relaxed mood suddenly became tense.

At this moment, Xiao Qian suddenly accelerated his speed, bypassed Zhang Ling and the old man, and flew straight towards the wind blade with his fists clenched.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling felt her heart twitch violently, and then burst into tears.

"Xiao Qian, don't."

Zhang Ling directly roared in grief, tears kept dripping like a kite with a broken string, she broke free from the old man's hands, and chased after Xiao Qian.

She didn't want Xiao Qian to die for herself, if Xiao Qian died for her, she would never forgive herself in this life, at this moment she would rather die herself.

Xiao Qian's fists radiated golden light, and met the two wind blades straight.

At this moment, the Immortal Sutra was run to the extreme by him, because he felt the deadly threat from the two inconspicuous wind blades.

"Bang, poof."

Hearing only two different sounds, the light of the immortal golden body outside Xiao Qian's fist collided with the wind blade, there was a stalemate for a while, and after most of his strength was consumed, he was chopped apart.

Then the wind blade slashed towards Xiao Qian's fist, poof, there were two deep blood stains on Xiao Qian's fist, but the power of the wind blade was also completely consumed.

Then I saw Xiao Qian's body flying straight to the rear, Zhang Ling came right in and caught Xiao Qian.

"Xiao Qian, how are you? Is there anything wrong? You must not die. How will you let me live after you die?"

Zhang Ling was full of anxiety, tears kept sliding down her cheeks, dripping onto Xiao Qian's face.

Xiao Qian originally wanted to get up immediately, but he suddenly thought about it, so he lay quietly in Zhang Ling's arms.

Seeing Xiao Qian in her arms motionless, just staring at herself, Zhang Ling felt her heart hurt as if being pricked by a needle, she shed more tears at once.

In fact, she was also concerned and confused, she didn't even pay attention to whether Xiao Qian was injured, but she was crying everywhere.

"Zhang, Zhang Ling, you, do you like me?" Xiao Qian pretended to be speechless and looked at Zhang Ling affectionately.

"I, I like it. I like you. If you like it, you can't just like it. Don't die, please. I beg you."

Seeing Xiao Qian asking this question, Zhang Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then said with tears streaming down her face that she was really afraid that Xiao Qian would leave her, so her arms hugged her even tighter.

"Then can you kiss me before I die, I want to feel the feeling of kissing you."

Xiao Qian said 'weakly', it seemed that he was about to 'die' soon.

Zhang Ling was heartbroken, and hugged Xiao Qian tightly, then opened her small cherry mouth, and kissed Xiao Qian deeply, even sticking out her tongue.

Kissing and kissing Zhang Ling gradually realized something was wrong, the 'dying' Xiao Qian suddenly stuck out his tongue, kissed him passionately, and hugged himself hard, and they didn't separate until a long time ago.

At this time, Xiao Qian didn't look like he was dying just now, he seemed to be still full of thoughts.

"Get out, you dare to lie to me, don't you know how sad and sad I was just now?"

Zhang Ling reacted and punched Xiao Qian hard, blushing.

"Cough cough, cough, I'm really dying, take it easy."

Xiao Qian's face was neither red nor heartbeat, and he wanted to continue pretending.

"go away?"

Who knew that Zhang Ling didn't care about him at all, and threw him out of her arms directly.

"Did you treat the wounded like this? So rough, be careful not to marry."

Xiao Qian felt very uncomfortable when he was thrown out, so he couldn't help but speak.

"You bastard, you've done this to me. I'd be a ghost if I got married. You're really shameless."

As soon as Xiao Qian mentioned this, Zhang Ling glared fiercely at Xiao Qian with an angry face.

"Stop flirting, you two, look behind, your life is about to die, and you still have the mood to flirt, young people nowadays, alas."

The old man shook his head speechlessly after speaking, these two young people.

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Ling blushed first, then filled with fear, and looked behind.

I saw that the people who had fled before all fell to the ground and were neatly divided into two halves, none of them survived.

Now apart from Xiao Qian and the three of them, there is no one alive anymore.