God-level training system

Chapter 1128 Beautiful scenery on a good day, no matter how hard it is to be a couple

The first thousand and 110 nine chapters beautiful scenery on a good day, no matter how hard it is to be a couple

Also in the depths of the battlefield, another area has also experienced a big battle, and hundreds of miles nearby have been smashed.

Chen Meijing, kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, with tears running down her face, was begging.

"Brother Liangchen, please, please go, go!"

Ye Liangchen, the firewood of the human race, is in a state of embarrassment at the moment. There are two blood holes in his chest, and blood keeps flowing.

He stood with difficulty, staring at Chen Meimei, and walked over step by step.

And in front of him were a group of demon princes with extremely cold faces.

The lineup here is even more astonishing than Qin Qi's. The four five-star princes suppressed there, almost like a natural moat, separating Ye Liangchen and Chen Meijing.

"Don't come here again, brother Liangchen, you are a great hero of the human race, how could you die in this kind of place for me, for someone like me!" Chen Meijing wept.

"Shut up!" Ye Liangchen gritted his teeth, the torch throbbing on his forehead.

"I am the firewood of the human race, I am the future supreme, how can I die here, I am not here for you, but to prove that I will not be defeated!" Ye Liangchen roared, arousing the last strength.

Like a wounded beast, he makes his final attack.

That torch is burning, so powerful, but, far before it grows up, it will not be the opponent of the real strong at all.

"Pfft!" Ye Liangchen's charge stopped abruptly, and another blood hole appeared on his body, smashing his dantian.

"Brother Liangchen!" Chen Meimei roared sadly, struggling frantically to rush over, but couldn't.

Ye Liangchen had no strength, he knelt down on the ground, he stretched out his hand to Chen Meijing, but he was so powerless.

"sorry."

Ye Liangchen's vision has blurred.

"I couldn't save you, sorry."

Chen Meimei's tears kept falling, and she shook her head vigorously, she doesn't want to be sorry, she wants Ye Liangchen to live and become the hero he thought of!
That should be him!

"I hit you before, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry, maybe, I'm not a human salary at all..."

"No, you are, you are, in my heart, you will always be the strongest!" Chen Meimei cried.

Ye Liangchen smiled, Qin Qi is right, even if the world despises him, as long as there is someone still supporting him, he will not fall down.

"Yes, I, Ye Liangchen, will not be defeated. I, Ye Liangchen, am a human race..."

Ye Liangchen roared, he wants to stand up, he can still fight, the torch on his forehead is still burning, he will never die like this!
However, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh and blood sounded, and the demon prince pierced Ye Liangchen's heart with a sword, giving him a fatal blow.

"Let me bear the cause and effect of killing the firewood of the human race. The holy clan will remember my contribution. It is the supreme glory of the clan!" the prince of the demon clan roared.

The other strong demons retreated one after another, not daring to approach.

Whether it is smallpox, firewood, or divine blood, it is not impossible to kill them, but it will be contaminated with extremely heavy karma.

That is something neither emperors nor gods want to touch.

The stronger the realm, the more afraid to be contaminated.

But at this moment, this prince of the demon clan beheaded the firewood of the murder clan, he was undoubtedly a great hero of the demon clan and possessed endless glory.

But when karma comes, he, his clan, and all those who are connected by blood will pay a heavy price.

No matter how strong the realm is, it cannot be spared.

After all, the fire is the luck of the human race, how could it be possible to kill him without paying a huge price.

But for the demons, such a price can be borne. Compared with letting Xinhuo grow up, all the sacrifices are worth it.

"No, it's not true!" Chen Meimei yelled, tears filling her eyes.

Ye Liangchen is dead, he is dead!

"The fire of the human race is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, it is far from growing up." A prince of the demon race whispered.

Their realm surpassed Ye Liangchen too much, but they were still injured, which showed Ye Liangchen's strength.

And Ye Liangchen worked so hard for such an ordinary woman until he died in battle, which was also unexpected and touching.

"Save your life and collect his body." The demon prince said, releasing Chen Meijing's shackles.

Ye Liangchen was already dead, his soul was obliterated by the last sword, and it was impossible to resurrect him. Their mission has been completed and they must leave as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the cause and effect may become more and more serious.

Chen Meimei lost her restraint and rushed towards Ye Liangchen. She was injured and couldn't stand steadily. She fell to the ground, but she still crawled over, hugged Ye Liangchen, and called out his name loudly.

However, there was no sound.

Ye Liangchen is dead, really dead.

"Why, why, Brother Liangchen, why did you come here!"

"It doesn't matter if a person like me dies, you are the firewood of the human race, the future supreme, how can you die!"

Chen Meimei hugged Ye Liangchen tightly, opened her mouth and wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry anymore.

"Little girl, do you want him to live? Maybe I can help you." A voice sounded ominously in Chen Meijing's ears.

Chen Meimei hurriedly raised her head and said urgently: "Who are you, I beg you, save him!"

"It is possible to save him, but it requires a certain price."

"What price!"

"Your life."

"My life, that's great!" Chen Meimei stroked Ye Liangchen's face, tears kept dripping down.

"I want your life, is that okay?" The voice was a little surprised.

"Because of this price, I just can afford it. As long as you can save Brother Liangchen, I will let you handle my life. Three lives and seven lives, you will not fall into reincarnation!"

"Okay, then it will be as you wish." The voice said slowly, and wisps of black air condensed and turned into a figure.

He was dressed in a pitch-black feather coat, and his appearance was extremely strange, not human-like, and his breath was cold, like an undead.

"Can you really bring Brother Liangchen back to life?" Chen Meimei looked at the person in front of her, and couldn't care less about the strangeness of this person.

Now she only wants Ye Liangchen to come back alive!

"Bringing the dead back to life, no one in this world can do it." Crow said indifferently.

"However, he's not really dead yet."

Not really dead?

The body is lifeless, and the soul is also destroyed. How can it not be considered a real death?

The crow looked at Ye Liangchen, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

His own resurrection is just a pawn, and the chain of cause and effect locks him up, making him unable to resist, but he is absolutely unwilling to succumb to it.

He wants to mess up the opponent's chess, and if possible, he even wants to turn the opponent into the main player and become the one who plays chess.

He was one of the three plagues of the previous generation of the mask of the dead, the plague, which killed the famine at that time, and obtained his strength, and his strength was close to the strongest sword disaster.

That is the master of the mask of the king, the god of the undead!
Therefore, the crow is qualified to disrupt this game.

A character like him, after being resurrected, probably knows who arranged all this, and also has an insight into the chess game of the war between man and devil.

This had nothing to do with the chess game he was in, but the crow didn't want the opponent to do what he wanted.

So he secretly stole a strand of Ye Liangchen's soul, and as one of the supreme masks of the dead, he could naturally do this kind of thing.

And what he did was for today.

A resurrected firewood, knowing that he is just a doll, something unexpected will happen!
Just like when he didn't kill Qin Qi back then, even if it wasn't the same game, as long as it was chaotic enough, it would always affect another game.

After all, the chess player is the same!
(End of this chapter)