"What is that!"

"Oh my God, why did the weather change?"

"I'm not dreaming."

For a moment, countless screams kept ringing, and the scene was filled with extreme fear.

In this incident, Ang Zhan and Yin Wang looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with strong anxiety.

“Are you ready?”

Ang Zhan suddenly chuckled.

"Hahaha, I've been ready."

King Hidden also chuckled lightly, with a strong sense of fighting in his eyes.

"Then, let's explain the funeral." Ang Zhan smiled, his eyes suddenly turned red.

The next moment, he turned his head, but his scarlet gaze was filled with a deep love and attachment.

"Father……"

Ang Bin had already vaguely noticed something was wrong, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"My son, Ang Bin, my father may be leaving. From today on, you will be the patriarch of the Ang family." Ang Zhan said loudly, then looked at the members of the Ang family and said solemnly: "Do you have any opinions on my decision?"

"Have you seen the patriarch!" Everyone was silent for a moment, and then, under the leadership of the great elder, bowed their heads and bowed to Ang Bin.

"Class leader, don't worry, how many years can I last for this old bone? As long as I am not dead, I will do my best to assist the new patriarch." After everyone finished salute, the eldest elder spoke alone.

Ang Zhan nodded to the Great Elder with relief, and then his eyes fell on Ang Bin again.

"My son, I will try my best to buy some time for the Ang family as much as possible. Remember, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, don't give up hope." Ang Zhan said solemnly: "The Ang family has given it to you. I hope you can take the Ang family out of the predicament!"

"Father, I swear to protect the Ang family!" Ang Bin knelt down.

Ang Zhan was silent for a moment and continued, "And your younger brother, although he tried every means to target you, he is your younger brother after all."

Ang Bin turned his head, looked at Ang Xiu who was huddled in the crowd, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Father, I have never thought of hurting my younger brother. In the future, as long as he no longer does anything that harms the Ang family, I will definitely protect him."

"In this way, I'll be relieved!" Ang Zhan seemed to have fallen the last stone in his heart, and suddenly Zhan smiled: "That sword bone is the last hope of this world. Although you are not the chosen son of God, you must keep it well. If you meet the real chosen son of God in the future, give it to him."

Speaking of this, Ang Zhan's eyes became deeper: "Although this world is just a cage, it is also the origin of our demon races. It has nurtured us for so many years. Therefore, when it is related to the survival of the tribe, we must abandon past prejudices and strive to pass on the demon races in our world."

Ang Zhan used his abundant demonic power to shake out the sound. Therefore, all demon cultivators within the Western grasslands heard this sentence clearly.

For a moment, everything was silent. In the Western grassland, whether it was a monster or a demon cultivator, all living beings looked in the direction of the sound, showing a look of respect.

"Everyone, let's take the lead!" Ang Zhan, who had already explained the funeral, stood side by side with King Yin, smiled slightly at the many demon cultivators present, and then rose into the sky, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the sky. In a flash, it merged into the bloody sky and disappeared.

Everyone was silent and saluted respectfully in the direction where the two of them disappeared.

The demon cultivators have always been fighting openly and secretly. Whether it is the Ang family or the Dark Night Forest, their hands are filled with the blood of the other forces.

But at this moment, all the demon cultivators sincerely expressed respect to these two people, because these two people were fighting for this world at this moment.

At the same time, in this world, many unknown corners, figures came out calmly. Their bodies were filled with a heart-wrenching fluctuation, and each of them was not as weak as Angzhan.

These people finally looked at the tribe members behind them with great nostalgia, then soared into the sky and rushed into the depths of the scarlet sky generously.

In the sky, a thunder suddenly sounded, and the "rumbling" continued. I don't know if it was the real thunder or anything else.

"Crazy--"

The raindrops as big as soybeans fell and fell on everyone's heads.

When I reached out and touched, I found that the raindrops were actually red. I put them on the tip of my nose and smelled them gently. A strong smell of blood came to my nose.

For a moment, countless people shed tears and the atmosphere was filled with sadness.

"Master, what should we do now?" The elder slowly walked to Ang Bin and asked in a low voice.

"I'm waiting for someone." Ang Bin took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Who are the head of the family waiting for?" the elder asked in surprise.

"A friend!" Ang Bin said: "But, I don't know if he will come..."

...

On the grassland of hope, several figures are running.

These people are really Huang Hao and Dugu Qingtian.

After leaving Fuhu Mountain, they rushed towards the Hope Grassland.

Originally, they had a flying magic weapon, which was very fast. But not long after they entered the Western grassland, the sky suddenly turned into a scarlet color. Then, an extremely terrifying aura was overwhelmingly oppressed from the sky, causing their flying magic weapon to suddenly lose its ability to fly.

Therefore, they could only run wildly on the grassland.

Fortunately, the exit from this world that Huang Hao remembered was not too deep into the Western grasslands, so they soon arrived at the area they had originally.

The first moment he arrived in this area, Huang Hao discovered that the cracks leading to the outside world had disappeared.

At this moment, there were still many demon cultivators in this area, so Huang Hao, who was puzzled, really wanted to stop someone and ask.

However, just as he was trying to ask someone for a question, a sound suddenly came from the sky.

"Although this world is just a cage, it is also the origin of our demon races. We have nurtured for so many years. Therefore, when it is related to the survival of the tribe, we must abandon past prejudices and strive to pass on the demon races in our world."

This sentence is really the last sentence before Ang Zhan generously admires the sky.

This sentence is not only a teaching to Ang Bin, but also a teaching to all demon cultivators in the world.

Especially the resoluteness that contained the words to die, even if Huang Hao heard this, he fell into silence.

"I didn't expect that there were such people in the demon clan who could distinguish right from wrong. Although this person was placed in the human clan, he was enough to be a saint." Dugu Qingtian said in admiration.

Suddenly, he noticed something strange, turned his head and looked in Huang Hao's direction, but found that Huang Hao was sitting cross-legged on the ground at some point, as if he had suddenly fallen into a state of enlightenment.

Immediately, Dugu Qingtian winked at Jiwei's junior brother and sister, and immediately protected Huang Hao's side to protect Huang Hao.

Dugu Qingtian was already a strong man in the Golden Immortal Realm. Although he was a human cultivator, his aura was released, and many demon cultivators present were afraid to get close.

In Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, a force is undergoing tremendous changes.

This force is the seed of the soul.

When he heard Ang Zhan's words, the seeds of the soul in Huang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly thrust, as if he had encountered gasoline with fire, and instantly burst out with unimaginable power.

"Life..."

"Race……"

"Human race...demon race?"

A stream of enlightenment appeared in Huang Hao's heart. Under the stimulation of Ang Zhan's words, Huang Hao suddenly realized many things like a sudden enlightenment.

Huang Hao suddenly discovered that this spiritual seed is not a magic weapon, but a spiritual inheritance, which contains a lot of information.

This information is not real information or knowledge, but a unique spirit.

Under the guidance of this spirit, Huang Hao only felt that his mind had been sublimated.

He understood the mystery of life better.

He knew better how to love all things, and his awareness of race became weaker.

"Between the world, race is just a classification of life. In the end, everyone is just a manifestation of life."

"Life is still self-improvement after all, this is true for the human race and so is the demon race."

"Love life, love the essence of life, and the existence of life is a great miracle!"

"What is fearing life is the indomitable endurance of life, because as long as life exists, everything is possible!"

"In front of the saints, life is the same origin, so where does the saying of race come from?"

"If you have to distinguish life, it is nothing more than a distinction between will. In the final analysis, it is just good and evil."

With the waves of enlightenment, the compatibility between the seed of the mind and the sea of ​​consciousness is constantly increasing. If you can continue to understand it, you may be able to completely integrate the seed of the mind with his sea of ​​consciousness. At that time, the seed of the mind will be his sea of ​​consciousness, and his sea of ​​consciousness will be the seed of the mind!

However, Huang Hao suddenly woke up and forced himself to wake up from that kind of enlightenment.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, but found that his whole body was wet with cold sweat.

Just now, he almost fell into such an understanding and could not wake up.

If he were to be ordinary, he might be willing to completely sink into such an understanding, because once he completely realized the spiritual seeds that he wanted to give him, he would definitely be able to become a saint and ascend to heaven in one step.

But at this moment, he had no time because there were still many things waiting for him to do. If he had fallen into this, how could he be worthy of those who were waiting for him?

"How long has it been?" Huang Hao spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Just a hundred breaths!" Dugu Qingtian answered.

He looked at Huang Hao intently, his face shining with a strange look.

He found that after these hundred breaths, Huang Hao felt completely different. Although he was peaceful before, he still had some sharpness and sharpness on his body.

But at this moment, Huang Hao gave people the feeling of spring breeze and rain, without a trace of fireworks, which made people feel a sense of affection from the bottom of their hearts.
Chapter completed!