At that time, they didn't dare to step forward, they didn't dare to step out of their legs that had begun to tremble violently, even if they were here to help Yang Xuan, but they just didn't dare to step forward, as if they were nailed to the spot.

One person, slaughtering more than 1,000 lives of a huge family, and in this cruel way.

There was a blank in their minds, and with it, a huge fear that could not be concealed.

Deep fear, fear of Yang Xuan.

Since then, this scene has been deeply imprinted in their minds, and for the rest of their lives, it is like a nightmare, and they will never forget it again.

From that moment on, the name Yang Xuan, in their hearts, in the hearts of these children of the Yang family who saw this scene, became a god-like existence.

Demon gods, to be exact.

But now, the god in their hearts, a bloodthirsty demon god who treats human life like a mustard, his mother is dead, and the mother he respects the most in his heart...... He's dead.

Moreover, the death of the Demon God Mother was inseparable from their original two elders, and even more, Yang Qingshan and they also wanted Yang Xuan to bypass Yang Hanwu and Yang Hanwen's lives.

At this moment, everyone's hearts are full of hatred for Yang Hanwu and Yang Hanwen, if the two of them come back from the dead and stand in front of them, they will not hesitate to kill the two of them, crushing their bones and scattering ashes.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if Yang Xuan went crazy with great sadness!

Even, they didn't dare to think about it at all, because when they thought of this, they would involuntarily appear in their minds that the scene that was deeply imprinted in their minds, making people tremble and fear.

Yang Qingshan forcibly suppressed the huge fear in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Wait!"

So everyone obediently shut up.

Wait.

They can only wait.

Wait for the judgment of the demon god on the mountain.

......

Yang Xuan knelt quietly beside his mother, he gently wiped the blood from his mother's face, his movements were infinitely gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up his sleeping mother.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the moon with a faint red color quietly revealed her sad eyes, quietly watching this human tragedy.

The breeze rose, and Qingfen seemed to turn into a piece of tenderness, blowing the ends of my mother's hair, and the tips of my hair were flying, and they were slightly scattered in the night sky, sad and desolate.

Yang Xuan's heart was like dead ashes, and what shot out of his eyes was a dead gray, lifeless light, like a corpse that had been dead for ten thousand years.

Time passed, and Yang Xuan knelt there motionless, like a corpse.

His soul seemed to be about to dissipate with the wind, and the vitality slowly dissipated from his body, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, the eight cyclones in his body trembled violently, and the entire dantian void seemed to tremble with it, and it became more and more intense.

As the dantian trembled, the core of the mind located in the center of the dantian seemed to let out a long sigh, gloomy and sad, and then gradually shrunk and shrunk......

Suddenly, all the aura in his body trembled violently, and a huge anxiety and worry clearly emanated from these aura.

Faintly, there seemed to be countless voices shouting anxiously, kneeling anxiously, praying, praying, and panicking.

It seems that something very important to them that something sacred, is about to leave them.

Is it life?

The breath of life on Yang Xuan's body became weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, the aura between heaven and earth also trembled violently, and they frantically flocked to Yang Xuan, anxiously wanting to enter Yang Xuan's body, but, unlike before, without exception, they were all blocked from Yang Xuan's body and could not enter at all.

Not only that, the aura that was originally stored in his body was slowly leaving Yang Xuan at this moment, although they tried their best to stay, but, as the core of the mind became smaller and smaller, these aura seemed to be forced out by a force, and they left helplessly.

With the emanation of the aura in Yang Xuan's body, there was a sudden strong wind between heaven and earth, and the trees were blown back and forth, and the roots were broken.

The people of the Sun family at the foot of the mountain looked at each other, they didn't know what was going on the mountain.

Feeling the dissipation of his body's strength, Yang Xuan didn't have any panicked expression, a happy smile appeared on his face, and in front of him, it seemed that his mother was smiling and looking at him.

"Xuan'er, come, my mother is waiting for you here!" the mother smiled, infinitely gentle.

"Mother!" Yang Xuan muttered, and involuntarily stretched out his hand, wanting to grab his mother's warm hand.

"Xuan'er, come! Mother is waiting for you! Come on!" the mother continued to smile and stretched out her hand to Yang Xuan.

"Mother, wait for Xuan'er, Xuan'er is here!" Yang Xuan smiled, the corners of his mouth showed a happy smile, he slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed his mother's hand.

Mother's hands are so warm, so warm!

Yang Xuan slowly closed his eyes, and a drop of crystal sparkle flowed out of the corner of his eye.

At the same time, his life is getting weaker and weaker.

At this moment, what no one knew was that Yang Xuan had finally ushered in the first severe test of his unique cultivation journey, the test of life and death.

His mother's death dealt him too much blow, and for a time he lost his nostalgia for life, causing spiritual instability and dissipating his cultivation.

The first thing to cultivate is to recultivate the mind, and when the heart is confused, the Tao will be chaotic.

He's gone mad!

As Yang Xuan's breath of life dissipated, his face quickly dried up, and his originally crystal clear skin quickly lost moisture and became wrinkled, dry and ugly.

Age spots quickly appeared on his face and body, and pieces of mildew were all over his body, and at the same time, his long black hair began to slowly turn white, and eventually, all the long hair turned into silver threads, floating away with the wind.

He became a twilight old man.

A boy under the age of sixteen turned into a gray-haired old man in a moment.

Weird and scary.

Finally, Yang Xuan exhaled his last breath and slowly stopped breathing, his breath of life completely dissipated without a trace.

The gloomy aura between heaven and earth disappeared, and suddenly dissipated. The back mountain, which was originally stormy, also fell silent again.

At some point, the moon quietly hid in the clouds, as if she couldn't bear to look at it again.

Heaven and earth fell silent, and not a single sound was heard.

Around Yang Xuan, countless heaven and earth auras all knelt down, and they wailed and cried bitterly, and a huge aura of sadness enveloped them.

Are they keeping a watch for their king?

Yang Xuan is not dead yet, but he is not far from death.

All he had left was a thought, a weak thought that seemed to dissipate at any moment.

There was darkness in front of him, and he looked around blankly, not knowing where he was.

"Mother!" he said with difficulty, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

"Mother!" he shouted frantically.

It's still dark!

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, "Mother, don't you want Xuan'er?"

Yang Xuan's voice was empty and he muttered to himself.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, his eyes shot a look of surprise, and in front of him, a figure slowly appeared, exuding a soft white light, looking at Yang Xuan, smiling gently.

"Mother!" Yang Xuan was overjoyed, and ran towards the figure like crazy!

But no matter how much he ran or chased after him, the distance between him and the figure was always too far to get close.

But Yang Xuan didn't mean to give up at all, he chased like crazy, and it seemed that he was going to chase forever.

"Xuan'er, listen to me!" the soft white figure suddenly spoke, his voice as gentle as ever.

Yang Xuan involuntarily stopped, he looked at the figure with teary eyes, and cried: "Mother, mother, don't abandon Xuan'er, don't leave Xuan'er!"

The voice is miserable, the listener weeps, and smells sad.

The feelings of the two worlds are combined into one life, how can they not be heavy?

There is no more mother's door, and the tears are like a seal on the way home.

There is no greater tragedy in the world than this.

The figure slowly stretched out its arm, as if to caress Yang Xuan's face, but slowly put it down.

"Xuan'er, you must listen to your mother!

"I listen, I listen, I listen to my mother's words! Mother don't leave me!" Yang Xuan burst into tears, crying and crying, heartbroken.

The white figure seemed to tremble, its body became blurry, and it seemed that it might dissipate at any time, and only after a while did it say: "Xuan'er, my mother is not dead yet! You can save your mother! Only you can save your mother!"

Yang Xuan was shocked!

"Xuan'er, only you can save your mother!, but now you have given up your life, how can you save your mother?" The figure became more and more blurred, and even the voice seemed to be a lot weaker, and said with difficulty.

"Can I save my mother?" Yang Xuan muttered.

The figure had faded and was invisible, and after the last voice drifted out, it finally dissipated with the wind, without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Survive!

Live, save my mother!Live......

The sound echoed in this dark space for a long time.

"Mother!" Yang Xuan shouted, however, no one answered him again.

A light suddenly erupted in his eyes, and this light pierced the darkness in an instant.

I'm going to save you!

A voice rumbled in Yang Xuan's heart.

Outside, Yang Xuan, who was kneeling quietly by the lake, suddenly opened his eyes slowly, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Chi Dusk's eyes.

In the dark, it seemed that a huge, earth-shaking cheer came, and the rich aura around him all cheered, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, jumping, laughing, and venting their emotions like crazy.

There has never been a moment when Yang Xuan can feel the emotions of these auras so clearly, and at this moment, he can feel the reverence, attachment, and worship of these auras for him very clearly!

Suddenly, he keenly felt that in addition to these auras, there were also some green auras wandering not far away, exuding an incomparable breath of life.

His eyes were on there.

"Boom!" A huge cheer came into his heart, and when his gaze fell there, those green auras with a huge breath of life suddenly generated a huge excitement.

They scrambled to rush to Yang Xuan's body. Those auras that had originally gathered in front of Yang Xuan were also cheering at this moment, making way for those green auras.

Those green auras cheered all the way to Yang Xuan, and then revered and worshiped Yang Xuan!

Just as a courtier who had not seen him for a long time was so excited that he finally saw his king.

Wherever Yang Xuan's thoughts went, everywhere he went, all the green aura knelt down and greeted Yang Xuan.

A smile crept up Yang Xuan's face, and he smiled.

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