You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Who would have thought that Lin Ying did not accept Wuji's teasing?

Even his reaction was beyond Wuji's expectations.

Lin Ying's body suddenly seemed to lose all strength, and he slid down limply, falling straight to the ground.

Wuji's figure flashed, and he acted as fast as lightning, grabbing Lin Ying tightly.

In the next second, he raised his hand without hesitation and slapped Lin Ying hard on the cheek.

There was only a crisp "pop" sound, echoing in the air.

"What's wrong with you?!" Wuji roared angrily, his voice full of anxiety and confusion.

"Wake up!"

However, Lin Ying seemed not to feel the burning pain and still let Wuji drag him.

His already dull face became even more confused.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he kept muttering to himself: "I... I'm done!"

Wuji's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "What's over?"

But Lin Ying just talked to himself and ignored Wuji's questions.

"It's him..." Lin Ying suddenly lowered his voice, revealing deep fear in his tone.

"Who?" Wuji frowned, the doubts in his heart growing deeper and deeper.

“Ye Ling!!!” Lin Ying suddenly raised his head and shouted the name loudly, his eyes full of despair.

Then, he seemed to be hit by an invisible force, and his whole body collapsed instantly. Sadness surged into his heart like a tide, and he began to roar wildly.

This sudden change made Wuji feel very surprised. You know, before this, Lin Ying was still laughing crazily, but now he was so heartbroken, he was like two completely different people.

"This is Ye Ling's head!!!" Lin Ying cried and pointed in a certain direction with trembling hands.

Wuji looked in the direction he pointed, but found nothing there.

Wuji turned around and looked at Lin Ying with a confused look on his face and asked, "Ye Ling?"

Obviously, Wuji knew nothing about this name.

"So what?"

Wuji went on to say, "Don't you and I have enough blood on our hands?" In his opinion, killing people was just a common occurrence and nothing big.

"It's okay to kill the wrong person, but why go to this extent?!" There was a hint of disappointment in Wuji's words.

"How can you convince others with this look?" Wuji frowned, extremely dissatisfied with Lin Ying's performance at the moment.

In his mind, a truly strong person should be ruthless, decisive and resolute, and not be easily swayed by emotions like Lin Ying.

"He's different!"

"He is from the Liang royal family!"

"The son of destiny who was instigated by us to rebel in the northern border!"

Upon hearing this, Wuji's pupils contracted violently.

Usually, such matters are handled by Lin Ying. As a big boss behind the scenes, he would not interfere in such trivial matters.

So it doesn’t matter to him who Ye Ling is.

But he was very familiar with the title "Son of Destiny".

As the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times. When humanity is facing despair, such a group will always appear to save the world.

When the development of the human race exceeds the limit, this kind of group will appear and begin to destroy the world.

Beat the human race back to the pre-liberation era.

It can be said that they are the spokespersons of heaven.

It is also the black and white gloves of heaven.

Since they appeared in the world, they have carried the will of heaven.

Whether it is the three views or thoughts, they are all carefully carved out by the way of heaven.

At the same time, this group cannot be moved without permission.

Anyone who kills the Son of Destiny will always have only one fate.

That is death!

This is also the best outcome.

The worst outcome would be the involvement of many lives.

Even the entire continent may experience unexpected upheavals.

"Gudong."

Wuji swallowed hard, "Wasn't he... killed by Liu Yuntian?"

"His soul lamp has long been extinguished!"

"You and I saw this with our own eyes!"

Having said that, Wuji immediately calmed down and began to think about countermeasures.

Lin Ying has helped him so much, he can't lose Lin Ying.

Just like the West cannot lose Jerusalem.

He suddenly remembered that Liu Yuntian had killed a son of destiny under their instigation.

And he did not die from it.

"National destiny..." Wuji murmured.

He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the retreating National Defense Army with a stern expression.

"We can't let them go back!"

"Take these three million national defense troops in exchange for the protection of your country's destiny!"

Wuji shouted at Lin Ying angrily, and then disappeared instantly.

Rushing towards the National Protection Army.

"Leave it to me!"

Just as Wuji's big hand was about to grab the National Defense Army,

A cold voice sounded.

It was far away, but it seemed to be ringing in his ears.

"The World-Destroying Blade - Desolation."

In the moment of infinite trance,

A terrifying sword intent swept towards him.

In his sight, all colors began to fade, and the whole world seemed to turn gray.

His body's muscle memory made him subconsciously stop.

A gray knife flashed before his eyes in an instant.

The next moment, the entire continent shook.

The land below was cut off,

Even the plane of the sea was cut apart.

Wherever the knife light went, there was an air of desolation.

A barrier was formed to block Wuji's way.

Feel the breath of this move.

His legs began to tremble constantly and his eyes were full of shock.

Memories of ancient horrors kept flooding his mind.

This knife was the fear that had dominated him for tens of thousands of years.

He seemed to have returned to tens of thousands of years ago, when he was still an elder of the sect.

He stood in the distance, looking at the terrifying figure sitting on the top of the mountain.

Even though the figure had long been dead, it still made him tremble all over.

His breathing became rapid.

"Knife...Knife Demon!!!"