Just when the destiny of the God of Hate was hanging in a thread, a rainbow passed through the void at an unparalleled speed, blocking the God of Hate.

Almost at the same time, the Great Venerable's shocking attack came and hit the rainbow.

The light formed by the rainbow is broken instantly.

The Succubus Tribe's treasure, Rainbow Bridge, is a speed-type treasure, not a defense-type.

As the light was broken, Qian Yexue's figure appeared in it. Her face looked a little pale, but her eyes were full of determination.

A determination to die without regret.

"die."

The Great Venerable showed no mercy and hit Qian Yexue hard.

Accompanied by the blood of flying flowers and broken jade, Qian Yexue flew out like a kite with broken strings.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Everything happened too suddenly, and no one expected Qian Yexue to rush out suddenly.

"Qianyexue?"

The god of hatred came back to his senses, rushed over and took Qian Yexue in his arms.

He used all his magic power to try to protect Qian Yexue's heart veins, and at the same time took out the pills, wanting Qian Yexue to take it.

"No, useless..."

Qian Yexue's voice was weak, and as soon as she opened her mouth, blood spit out from the roar.

Her life is gradually dissipating.

How powerful is the Great Venerable? He has a shocking blow, even if he hates the innocent god, he is in danger of his life, let alone Qian Yexue.

"No, don't talk, I will definitely not let you die!"

The voice of the god of hatred trembled, and his face was bloodless.

However, no matter what he did, Qian Yexue's breath was weakening little by little.

Seeing the panic of the god Hentian, Qian Yexue couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch his cheek.

"I know, you hate this world and everything... but, in this world, there are still people who care about you... and there are still people who care about you... and there are still people who care about you..."

After saying this, it seemed that Qian Yexue had used all her life's strength. She looked at the Hintian God and murmured, "I have never seen you smile before. You are so handsome, you must look good when you smile. By the way, I don't know your name yet. I don't like others calling you Hintian God..."

Her eyes slowly closed.

Her hands were hanging down weakly.

Her breath disappeared completely.

Feeling the life disappearing in his arms, the god of hatred seemed to be stunned. He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't say a word.

At this moment, his breathing stopped.

The blood in my body was boiling!

A huge pain and hatred surged out from the depths of his heart, his eyes turned into scarlet little by little, and his reason was constantly losing.

His fists were clenched, his nails were deeply trapped in the flesh, his clenched teeth were filled with blood, and his trembling body seemed to be about to be burst by the gust of anger that burst out at any time.

"Lingfeng, my name is Wei Lingfeng."

The God of Hate Naive said softly to the girl in her arms, but she could no longer hear it.

"Why are you... so stupid?"

The voice of the God of Hate is hoarse, as if a cry from the depths of his soul.

He has experienced this kind of despair once.

That time, he lost the woman he loved most in his life.

From then on, he turned into a hatred of the innocent God and hated everything in the world.

Now, he has lost the only woman in this world who cares about him.

It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized how stupid he was. Qian Yexue had been by his side for a long time, silently liking and caring for him.

Qian Yexue never asked him for any reward, never.

For him, Qian Yexue even learned the flute because he liked the sound of the flute.

But, but!

But he has always rejected Qian Yexue and has always ignored the woman who has been silently accompanying him.

"Xiaofeng, don't be sad. You must live. Although I can't see it, I know that in the years to come, there will be people who will treat you well, and there will be people who care about you like me. At that time, you must cherish her..."

He remembered a long time ago.

The girl whom she loved for life, her dying words in his arms.

He remembered it.

But he hated himself even more.

Why, I didn’t listen to her words carefully, why, I didn’t cherish Qian Yexue!

Until this moment, his heart was cut into pieces, and his heart-wrenching pain made him understand that he regretted... it was too late!

"ah!"

The God of Hate Naive Roared to the sky, and the surging hatred turned into a black storm and swept out from him.

He was overwhelmed by hatred and engulfed by anger, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into a wounded beast.

"Hmph, since you are so loving, I will fulfill your wishes and send you on the road together."

The great venerable was unmoved. He stepped on the void, his whole body was intertwined with laws, his divine light surging, and his magnificent power rolled in, comparable to the power of the Xuan Emperor level in the three generations, which was simply unfathomable.

"not good."

Concubine Lian's face changed and she was about to step forward to resist the great master.

However, the voice of hating the innocent God was like a crying blood word by word.

"He is mine!"

Concubine Lian glanced at the hatred god and saw that his eyes turned into blood. If he didn't let him do it himself, he might be his target of attack.

Seeing this, Concubine Lian sighed and stepped back.

She knew that nothing was useful to say at this moment, and that the reason that hated the innocent God had disappeared with the death of the girl.

"kill!"

The God of Hate Nian roared and slashed down.

A peerless sword light slashed down hard, and the knife was covered with a red blood flame.

"Burning the origin of the world, wanting to burn with me? I see you are dreaming."

The great priest sneered, and the green light burst out from his body, turning into a small world tree. The god of hatred slashed it with a knife, but barely causing a shallow wound.

"Burning the origin of the world, your strength may be comparable to that of the great emperor for a lifetime, but unfortunately, it is still far from enough."

The great priest looked down upon him, no matter how earth-shaking the sword light of the hatred God was, he would not take it seriously.

This is a gap in strength.

The World Tree is half a step, how powerful its original power is? At that time, Kunpeng, a branded body, showed unparalleled combat power.

The god of hatred roared wildly, as if he had only shouted. He burned the original source regardless of the price, and the sword light continued to slash it overwhelmed.

One slash after another makes the void break, and the world seems to be about to collapse.

However, the Great Venerable uses the power of the world tree to protect his body. This defense power cannot be shaken by the naive god.

"If this continues, he will die. Ning Jiang, aren't you doing well yet?"

Concubine Lian was a little anxious and looked in the direction of Ning Jiang.

The God of Hate to the Innocence burns the power of the original source and can't last long. Once the original source is exhausted, he will die.

"The last knife!"
Chapter completed!