The stars are twinkling, and the night is falling, bringing with it infinite killing.

The screams came and went, and when the stars in the sky fell into the eyes of everyone, death had actually put an end to their lives.

Duan Qinghong's body was trembling violently, like a fish about to die of thirst.

He'd killed people, he'd seen killings, but he'd never seen such killings.

The starlight is like flowing water, and the flowing water is like a spring breeze, gently brushing over everyone's face, and then turning them into fine powder.

The fog rose, but it was red.

Vomit!

Duan Qinghong finally couldn't help but vomit, and the scene in front of him made him feel like hell.

The starlight disappeared, the heavens and the earth returned to brightness, Yang Xuan stared at Duan Qinghong, and suddenly asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Duan Qinghong shuddered, and hurriedly wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth with his only arm: "No...... Didn't ......."

"It's good if you don't, now you're on the road. Yang Xuan's gaze was very cold, and when he looked closely, he had an indescribable feeling.

Like ...... Something strange is growing.

From the sword, Yang Xuan took the lead in flying into the sky, followed by Duan Qinghong, who was as pale as earth.

The wind howled, blowing strands of hair, and the two of them went one after the other, leaving a long trail behind them.

"Will the Yunlan Sect send someone here?" Yang Xuan, who was flying in front, suddenly asked.

Duan Qinghong hurriedly cleaned up his mood and said respectfully: "Yes." ”

After being silent for a while, Duan Qinghong suddenly heard a voice in his ears: "Let's go to Yunlan Sect." ”

In a trance, a red color as if blood appeared in front of his eyes, and he heard the screams of countless people.

It's an illusion, right?

He was a little skeptical.

Duan Qinghong prides himself on being a demon, but now, he suddenly feels that he is just a three-year-old child.

The two changed direction slightly, and not long after, on a foggy and picturesque mountain, Yang Xuan saw an antique building.

Outside the building, the three big characters of the Yunlan Sect flowed like mist.

"Senior ......" Duan Qinghong's face turned pale, he considered the vocabulary, and said cautiously: "Senior ...... this is this?"

"I will give them two choices, either stop or perish. ”

Duan Qinghong's face turned even paler, he really wanted to tell Yang Xuan that it was impossible for one person to destroy one sect.

But for some reason, there was always a voice in his heart that told him: what he said was true, it was true.

The rainbow light flashed, and several figures rose out of thin air and greeted them.

The first was an old man in white with a white beard and chest, and he looked at Yang Xuan, his face full of anger.

"Bold thief, kill my disciple of Yunlan Sect, and even dare to send it to the door by himself, really looking for death. ”

Duan Qinghong approached Yang Xuan and said in a low voice, "Senior, he is the head of the Yunlan Sect, Master Yunlan. ”

Yang Xuan nodded slightly, and then said lightly: "Two choices, one, this matter will be stopped, and second, your Yunlan Sect will disappear from now on, choose for yourself." ”

"Just leave it at that?" Venerable Yunlan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily: "You killed several disciples of my Yunlan Sect for no reason, but now you tell me that if you stop here, aren't you crazy?"

Yang Xuan nodded and said slowly: "In this way, you chose to perish?"

"Hahahaha. ”

Master Yunlan laughed loudly, laughing and scolding: "Ignorant child, since my ancestor entered Penglai, how many ups and downs have I experienced, and I have not moved, you are a yellow-mouthed child, and you dare to say that you want to destroy my Yunlan Sect, you simply don't know whether you live or die." ”

A faint red glint flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes.

After a while, he nodded lightly, and his voice was very light, as light as water: "Remember, the person who killed you is called Bai Qi." ”

Rumble!

A mountain of ten thousand jun suddenly fell from the sky, covering the entire world, and with the momentum of thunder, it smashed down fiercely towards the entire Yunlan Sect.

Venerable Yun Lan was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked

The next moment, I watched him scream wildly, and his arms suddenly raised.

Snort!

Several rays of light rose from all over the Yunlan Sect and stabbed directly into the mountains in the sky.

At the same time, the elder disciples of the Yun Lan Sect behind Master Yun Lan also attacked at the same time, emitting countless rays of light, and attacked Yang Xuan together.

Rumble!

The brilliance that rose from the ground stabbed fiercely on the mountain, stirring up countless fragments of earth and stones, which scattered all over the sky.

But the castration of the mountain was not affected at all, and it still maintained its original trajectory and smashed it hard.

"This can't be!!" Venerable Yun Lan exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief.

You know, what he used just now was the Yunlan Sect's Mountain Protection Array.

Ahh

Suddenly, the earth-shattering screams rang out, and Venerable Yun Lan looked at it intently, and his eyes were suddenly cracked.

"Thief dares!!"

Duan Qinghong, who was on the side and didn't make a move, trembled like chaff, and watched dozens of Yunlan Sect Zhuji or Jindan disciples fall to the ground like rain in front of him, falling into meat puree, this feeling made him shudder.

"Come on!"

Master Yun Lan shouted wildly, holding a huge long-handled broadsword, slashing at Yang Xuan from top to bottom.

As a Yuan Infant in the early stage, he almost wanted to vomit blood at this time, his eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, and he was ruthless in his shots, and he was bound to slash Yang Xuan under the knife with one blow.

But his wish was destined to fail, and in the face of a god-shifting monk, he was nothing more than a slightly stronger ant.

So he died, and was pointed at by Yang Xuan, with shock, with disbelief, and even with endless remorse and unwillingness, he became one of the countless unjust souls in Yang Xuan's hands.

The wind rose, bringing up a scarlet blood mist that filled the heavens and the earth.

At the same time that Master Yun Lan died, Yang Xuan's body, which was far away in the other world, suddenly stopped all movements.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

......

In front of the Yunlan Sect, Duan Qinghong buried his head deeply, and the two strands were trembling.

Mountains fell with a bang, turning a picturesque landscape into ruin dust.

Screams came and went, playing the mourning music of death.

But Yang Xuan's attention was long gone.

There was a strange look in his eyes.

Venerable Yun Lan is also a Yuan Baby, and the villain in his body who closed his eyes and wanted to escape, but was crushed by Yang Xuan, had already shown his cultivation at the first time.

But this Yuan Infant is not the other Yuan Baby, Yang Xuan found that the Yuan Infant Realm of the Venerable Yun Lan has the power that is only equivalent to his Jin Dan.

In other words, that is, Yang Xuan had the cultivation of Master Yunlan in the early stage of Jindan at this time.

Across a big realm.

The screams gradually weakened, Yang Xuan temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart, his sleeves waved slightly, and the huge mountain that was pressed on it disappeared strangely, revealing the bloody Yunlan Sect underneath.

Swish!

A fish that slipped through the net fled into the distance covered in blood, only hating his father and mother for missing two legs.

But the next moment, he found that although he was running wildly, his body had been strangely frozen in place, unable to move even an inch.

"Where are the classics of the Yunlan Sect?" Yang Xuan walked up to him and asked lightly.

The fish that slipped through the net looked at the demon in front of him, almost peed his pants in fright, and trembled: "In ...... At...... Where. ”

He pointed to a flattened building in the distance.

Yang Xuan let go of his confinement and flew towards the building.

The fish that slipped through the net quickly fled away as if they had been pardoned.