Chapter 400

"Cut...cracked up??"

All the extraordinary beings in the Holy Court looked at this scene in disbelief.

There is really someone who can cut off all the twists of fate,

Directly attack the Temple of Destiny? ?

And the most outrageous thing is,

The man who chopped down the Temple of Destiny,

He is a diamond-level kid who is not even a transcendent...

A strange sense of absurdity spreads in every extraordinary heart,

"Click... click..."

Just when everyone was still shocked that Ye Ran could directly cut down the Temple of Destiny,

A shattering sound reached everyone's ears,

Everyone goes out looking for fame,

An outrageous sight directly impacted everyone's eyes

"Cracked...Cracked!!! The Temple of Destiny is cracked!!"

Angel exclaimed in surprise,

Angel's voice just finished,

On the wall of the Temple of Destiny,

A crack began to appear,

As time goes by, this crack becomes bigger and bigger, and the crack becomes deeper and deeper.

"Boom!!!"

finally,

When this crack expands to a sufficient extent,

The walls of the Temple of Destiny collapsed,

With this collapse,

The entire Temple of Destiny began to fall apart,

The falling buildings gradually dissipated in the sky,

Transformed into the most basic elemental particles, returning to the laws of nature again...

As the Temple of Destiny dissipates,

San Andreas in the temple once again appeared in everyone's sight,

At this time, he

The religious crown had completely dissipated into powder and was scattered on his golden hair.

The long hair that had been repaired was now disheveled and disheveled.

The originally luxurious and holy robe,

At this moment, it becomes pure and simple,

In some places, large and small holes even appeared due to excessive burning of runes.

The half-broken scepter was held by the hanging hands,

The whole person's image appears extremely decadent and lifeless...

It’s really hard to connect him with the first person in the West who was half-destroyed...

San Andreas, the Temple of Destiny was also chopped into pieces,

Having been completely beaten by the Zhuxian Sword in Ye Ran's hand, he lost all means.

For the first time in his life, he felt that death was so close to him...

Ye Ran holds the Zhuxian Sword,

Standing proudly above the sky,

Looking down at San Andres below, he said calmly:

"Do you have any other tricks??"

Listening to Ye Ran's inquiry, San Andres raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Ran, who was looking down at him.

There is a kind of confusion in the eyes that the world view has collapsed:

"What kind of monster are you...?"

"Monster??" Ye Ran looked at the depressed San Andres,

"In the recent battle, it seems that many people like to call me a monster...but it seems that after they say this, the ending is not very good..."

Listening to Ye Ran's black humor,

San Andres wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the energy to do so.

I could only subconsciously twitch the corners of my mouth.

for a time,

His eyes were confused, recalling all the previous events, and he said sadly:

"I have practiced destiny since I was a child, perceived destiny, and have been willing to be a slave to destiny for the rest of my life."

He said, smiling self-deprecatingly:

"I have been adhering to my destiny all my life, but unexpectedly I ended up neglecting the greatest gift that destiny has given me..."

He looked at Ye Ran and sighed:

"It's really hard to imagine that the lightning that penetrated the tower turned out to be a little-known boy like you..."

After saying that,

San Andres relaxed his hands and threw away the half of the scepter.

His expression was relaxed, as if he had looked away from something.

No more words......

Ye Ran looked at San Andres,

He could clearly feel the aura on San Andres's body beginning to recede.

He frowned and looked at the first man in the West:

"Would you like to stop struggling???"

"What are you struggling for??" San Andres smiled mockingly,

"What difference does it make if you struggle or not..."

Then, he looked at the Zhuxian Sword with bursts of cold light in Ye Ran's hand,

"A treasure that even fate dares not look directly at. It seems that our luck in the West has come to an end..."

Subsequently,

He looked up at his old rival Ogu again.

He said mockingly in a voice that only Ye Ran and he could hear:

"Idiots who think they've tricked me to death are still complacent..."

Then, he looked up at Ye Ran:

"These four swords of yours need our blood essence to improve, right?"

Ye Ran glanced at San Andres in surprise: "He is worthy of being the Great Pope of the Holy Court. You can see it."

"If I didn't have this kind of vision, I would have died on the way to the Holy Court selection." San Andres smiled and said,

Then he touched his heart: "I can give you my essence and blood without reservation, but I have one request."

Ye Ran looked at San Andres: "You tell me."

San Andres smiled and said: "After I die, please be sure to kill the one-eyed dragon."

Upon hearing San Andres' request, Ye Ran said subconsciously: "Why should I listen to you??"

San Andres, a human spirit, said calmly: "He previously caused Ragnarok in the Dragon Kingdom, and at the same time, he signaled his men to use a tsunami to flood the entire Demon City."

He didn't talk about himself, but directly talked about what Ye Ran couldn't accept the most.

Listen to what San Andres said,

Ye Ran glanced at Ogu and nodded to San Andres: "You Western Transcendents are really interesting. Even when we share the same hatred and the same enemy, you are still plotting against each other..."

Listening to Ye Ran's ridicule, San Andres was not angry. Instead, he said calmly: "You don't have that in the East...after all, we are all human beings..."

Faced with San Andres's ridicule of human nature, Ye Ran didn't want to argue with him. He just said: "When you feel at ease, go on your own. After all, he is also a strong man of the generation, and he will live with dignity..."

Hearing Ye Ran's words, San Andres was stunned for a moment, then smiled calmly: "Thank you..."

Subsequently,

San Andres took a deep breath;

His right hand began to gather white divine light,

He slapped himself hard on the chest,

"Bang!!!"

A thick crash sounded,

San Andres' body suffered from this heavy blow,

Begins to gradually break apart,

Slowly, the body fragments turned into streaks of holy light and gradually dissipated.

A legend of the West,

Forced to commit suicide and die...