God-level Perspective

Chapter 1024: His uncle was deposed!

The divine light in his eyes gradually faded, and there were many regrets in the depths of his eyes. In his life as a madman, he was famous all over the world and admired by the world. He lived in this world in vain, but at this moment, he did not want to die.

Because, deep in his heart, there are still many regrets. If he leaves, he will be sorry for the two most important women in his life. Moreover, his grandson is about to be born, but he has not been able to meet him. On the other hand, give him a hug with your own hands.

More importantly, his son was still in a desperate situation. He wanted to see the guy he called 'bastard' leave here safely and continue his dazzling life.

However, he can't see it anymore, and he will never see it again. The regret left in his heart can only become a regret!

"Dad, don't die, you can't die, I beg you, don't die..."

Ye Han hugged the madman's body tightly. He had not shed tears for countless years. At this moment, he was crying like a child, and the sound of crying echoed in the world for a long time.

On the ring, Ji Jiuqian clenched his fists with a ferocious expression. The mist in his eyes gathered into water droplets and slipped quietly. His nails had penetrated deep into his flesh, dripping with blood. His eldest brother, the one who had protected him since childhood, His elder brother, who was determined to become the strongest in the world, died here and left him!

Ji Yanhuang raised his head, and his old body was trembling slightly. He tried hard not to shed tears, but his old eyes were red. A man with white hair gave a man with black hair, let me ask, what in this world , how many old people can bear it?

Ji Kuangren is the son of Ji Yanhuang. Although father and son rarely communicate with each other, and the eldest son is also a deviant, he, as a father, is proud of this deviant son. However, at this moment, this person makes him proud. His son is gone, completely leaving him, leaving him, a white-haired man, to give him, a black-haired man.

The sloppy old Taoist, the Sword God, and the Military God all sighed. The world-famous madman, the madman Ji who dared to say that I am the monarch in the world, seemed to appear in front of them again.

"Dad, don't die. Your grandson's surname will be Ji from now on, and his surname will no longer be Ye. I beg you, please come back to life. Our family will never fight again. I beg you, come back to life..." Ye Han tightened his grip... Holding the madman's body, he was crying like a child at this moment. The pressure on him was too heavy. After all, he was still a child himself, but he carried many more things than his peers.

Above the arena, a sad atmosphere filled the world. On the Qilian Mountains, everyone's eyes were fixed on the arena, silently. The world-famous madman died in the battle. There was another iron-clad man missing in this world. Good man!

Below the ring, Beigong Xian'er also burst into tears at this moment. It was the first time for her to see the young man wailing on the ring that there was such a fragile side under the strong surface. Everyone was You can feel the helplessness, despair, sadness, and anger in the heart of the young man in the ring at this moment.

His biological father died in the war, who can't help feeling pain?

"Damn bastard!" Silly Ben and Lin Qi looked at the Holy Lord of Nine Nights who stood proudly in the sky with fierce eyes. This man was taking away everything around them. He once lived in Phoenix Villa, The madman also showed them mentor-like guidance, but the person they admired in their hearts had his life taken away by the person in their sight.

Perhaps, in the next moment, even Ye Han will die and be gradually forgotten by the world.

"Don't mess around, live well, remember everything that happened today, remember that high-ranking person, if he dies in battle today, in the future, you will have to come back and complete what he failed to do today, this is your survival Mission." Zhao Hengtian took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Hearing this, Sha Ben and Lin Qi stared at him as if they wanted to carve the figure of Nine Nights Saint Lord into their minds.

"A madman deserves to be called a father!" Master Wuwo sighed.

Hua Qiuzhen also sighed and said, "In ancient times, when giving birth to a son, one should be like Sun Zhongmou, but now, when one is a father, one should be like Ji Kuangren!"

On the ring, Ye Han's crying voice became hoarse. The madman died in battle. This kind of grief was the first time he felt that a loved one left him. It would be so painful, and that pain would go deep into his bones.

The sad aura filled the world and infected everyone. All eyes looked towards the arena, including the Nine Nights Saint Lord and the four great sages. However, their eyes are still as cold as ice, and their indifferent faces explain what it means to regard all living beings as ants!

In the void, Saint Lord Nine Nights looked at the sad scene on the ring, his cold eyes revealing murderous intent; "Only one person died, and he is so grief-stricken. With such ability, do you dare to act recklessly in our Kunlun Mountains?"

Hearing these words, the eyes of many people on Qilian Mountain fell on the Holy Lord of Nine Nights.

"Damn bastard, you killed my brother, I will make you pay the price!"

In an instant, Ji Jiuqian's body exploded into the void. His extremely handsome face showed madness and ferocity. His most respected elder brother was dead. How could he, his younger brother, endure it? A stream of terrifying power surged out from Ji Jiuqian's Dantian. He was choosing to self-destruct and die with the Nine Nights Saint Lord.

"Nine thousand, come back!"

However, Ji Yanhuang's words were still too late.

"If you want to self-destruct your Dantian and die together with me, are you, an ant, qualified?" Holy Lord Jiuye's expression was cold, and his palms were pressed firmly on Ji Jiuqian's shoulders like iron pliers. Deji Jiuqian couldn't be shaken. Even if he wanted to self-destruct, he wouldn't have any chance.

"Hmph, since you miss your useless big brother so much, then I will send you both to hell to reunite." The Holy Lord of Nine Nights snorted coldly, and terrible power was released from his body, and he slapped his palm Next, Ji Jiuqian's head will be shattered.

Seeing this, Ji Yanhuang and others' expressions changed greatly, and they swept away one by one, appearing opposite Jiuye Saint Lord in the void. The person opposite him could even kill Ji Kuangren with one move. How could Ji Jiuqian do that? Is he his opponent?

"Holy Lord, please spare his life. I am willing to exchange the secrets of my Ji family."

Jiuye Holy Lord still took action, but the palm that could kill Ji Jiuqian fell on his shoulder. The terrifying power entered Ji Jiuqian's body, and a dull voice immediately came from It came out from his body. At this moment, Ji Jiuqian's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The aura on his body weakened instantly and slowly disappeared without a trace.

Ji Jiuqian's Dantian was crippled, and Jiuye Sage's move turned him into a cripple!