The Flame Dragon soared into the air, and countless people in the Qingxue Kingdom raised their heads one after another, dumbfounded, looking up at this miraculous scene, leaving many legends for the future.

Yang Xuan, who was stepping on the fire dragon, had a cold face, and he turned his head to look at Qingshuang, who was constantly looking at the fire dragon.

The tears on Qingshuang's face were especially there, and she looked ahead blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Where is your master?" Yang Xuan was also a little strange in his heart, it stands to reason that with such a big move, the Qingxue Queen should have come out to stop it a long time ago, but until he took Qingshuang away, he didn't find any trace of her.

Qingshuang didn't answer his words, still staring blankly ahead.

Yang Xuan didn't ask again, no matter where the Qingxue Queen was, it couldn't change her ending.

Biyun Sect was looking at it from afar, and Yang Xuan's huge fire dragon was so ostentatious that before he could get close to Biyun Sect, he saw Yin He leading a bunch of people who were already waiting for him.

Rise!

The flame dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, and then opened its mouth, and a huge flame sprayed out, burning a large area of trees in front of the Biyun Sect.

Yin He's face was ugly, he hugged Yang Xuan and said, "Who is Your Excellency? Why did you come to my Biyun Sect." ”

"Hmph!" Yang Xuan let out a cold snort in his nose and said, "Kill my Immortal Sect disciple, it seems that your Biyun Sect doesn't want to exist in the world anymore." ”

Yin He looked at Qingshuang behind Yang Xuan, revealing an inquiring look, but Qingshuang was still glazed.

Yin He was helpless, and said to Yang Xuan: "Xianmen, isn't there any misunderstanding in this?"

Yang Xuan sneered: "Your Biyun Sect teamed up with Qingxue Kingdom to kill my Immortal Sect disciple Yang Xuan, and then sent people to kill countless people from the Yang Family, I really don't know when I am an Immortal Sect?"

When Yin Yiyi heard this, he already knew what was going on, Yang Xuan died tragically in Biyun Pond, although it was not his doing, but it was inseparable from Biyun Sect.

As for killing, Yang Xuan is dead, and in the face of some ants with only innate strength, it is normal to kill a few people to demonstrate.

Thinking of this, what Yin He has been thinking about in his heart is this force called Xianmen. It's just that he wanted to break his head, but he didn't remember that there was a force called Xianmen.

"Let me ask you one more thing. Yang Xuan said coldly: "Why do you want to kill my Immortal Sect disciple?"

Yin He didn't speak, he really didn't have anything to say, firstly, he didn't know the inside story, and secondly, no matter what, killing the disciples of other people's sects, and others came to seek revenge, in this world, it is really normal.

There's no right or wrong reason, it's just who has the bigger fist.

With his cultivation as a Great Venerable of the Five Qi, he naturally has his own arrogance, although he doesn't know why Princess Qingshuang is also standing with this person, it does not prevent him from making a "correct" judgment.

"No matter what kind of immortal sect and ghost sect you are, if you dare to come to my Biyun Sect to spread wild, just tie your hands and arrest it. Yin He snorted coldly, and the colorful light rose into the sky, instantly turning into a huge cage, and directly covering Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan sneered, and a trace of pity flowed from Qingshuang's dull gaze.

The five-colored pillar of light shrouded Yang Xuan, and a smile appeared on Yin He's face, but the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and a strong and incredible color appeared in his eyes.

He stared blankly at Yang Xuan, who was less than a meter away from him in front of him, and watched his arm stretch out slightly, and then grabbed his throat.

The disciples and elders of the Biyun Sect who were originally following him were all shocked, Yin cooperated as the great elder of the Biyun Sect, the cultivation of the fifth layer of the five qis, and he was a big man in the party on weekdays, but he didn't expect to be held by someone in the blink of an eye today, and he didn't even react.

"Let go of Elder Yin!" the other elders of the Biyun Sect reacted and roared at the same time, and then shot at Yang Xuan together.

For a while, the entire sky was shrouded in colorful brilliance, covering Yang Xuan.

Qingshuang closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, sometimes, if you are too kind, others will think that you are a bully, and they will ride on your head again and again.

The earth-based aura suddenly condensed, and the brilliance of the sky instantly dissipated, and then I saw all the people who shot at Yang Xuan falling downward at the same time, slamming to the ground fiercely, and falling into a ball of flesh.

In terms of group attacks, Yang Xuan has never been afraid of anyone.

A strong look of fear appeared on Yin He's face, his eyes widened, his mouth widened, and he felt a cool air rushing to the top of his head.

In the years when he was close to two hundred years old, he had never seen such a horrific murderous trick. This is no longer a killing, it is a one-sided massacre.

Qingshuang closed her eyes again, she had already expected this ending.

Originally, when she first saw Dai Qi's corpse, she was still suspicious, wondering if this inexplicable Bai Qi was played by Yang Xuan, but at this time she had no such idea at all.

Not to mention anything else, just relying on Bai Qi being able to defeat her and Yin He effortlessly is not something that Yang Xuan can achieve.

It seems that this Bai Qi is really Yang Xuan's master.

The fear in Qingshuang's heart deepened.

Bai Qi already regarded them as ants, so what about the masters in the immortal gate?

There was one word in her mind, one word that terrified her: Shinto!

The various means displayed by Bai Qi in front of him, especially the attitude of indifference to human life, all indicate his identity.

High up, looking down on the common people.

If she hadn't walked out of the Holy Land, she wouldn't have believed it.

Yang Xuan pinched Yin He's fingers slightly, without even the slightest expression on his face, he said slowly: "Who is the person sent to Yan Country by the Biyun Sect that day?"

Yin He's face was pale, he wanted to operate the power of heaven and earth to struggle out of Yang Xuan's hands, but no matter how much he tried, he couldn't operate even a little bit of power, and there seemed to be a strange power that suppressed all his strength.

"I ...... I ......" He opened his mouth wide, and I was for a long time, but I didn't say anything.

Qingshuang, who had been tied up behind Yang Xuan, suddenly sighed and said, "He was the one who was sent to Yan Country that day. ”

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, this is really a coincidence, it can't but be said to be a surprise.

Yang Xuan's fingers were slightly forced, and a thick look of fear appeared in Yin He's eyes, the more this kind of old guy who has lived for endless years, the more afraid of death.

But what happened next made him feel endless remorse in his heart, hating that he didn't cut himself off in the first place.

The power of life and the power of death, when the two forces enter Yin He's body at the same time, they bring growth and withering.

One moment of life, one moment of death!

Transition between life and death, reincarnation between life and death.

That kind of boundless pain, that kind of extreme torture, made Yin He have an illusion that he shouldn't come to this world.

You can't live, you can't die!

"Ask for ...... Please, kill ...... Kill...... Kill me......" Yin He used all his strength, but the sound that came out of his mouth was inaudible.

Qingshuang's eyes showed a thick fear again, and her body couldn't help but start trembling slightly, and she repeatedly muttered a word in her mouth: Devil, devil!

"Stop!" a cold voice came, and then a figure appeared in the sky, without any light, just standing silently.

Yang Xuan smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The person who came was his old acquaintance, Ling Wudao.

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