"Good!"

"It's good, you actually played tricks in front of me!"

"It's been a long time since anyone did that!"

The deep voice of the Ziyang Daoist sounded in Shi Feichi's ears.

Even though Shi Feichi had fallen into a semi-comatose state, he could still hear that it was the voice of the Ziyang Daoist.

On horseback, a disciple of the Purple Sun Sect had a face full of horror.

He didn't expect that Shi Feichi, who was already unconscious, could still make such a small movement under his care.

What awaits him in the end, he doesn't know.

However, he understood that in the Purple Yang Sect, if there were no special circumstances, he might not be able to get ahead in his life.

What value is there for a person who messed up the matter explained by the Great Elder Ziyang to cultivate? He is not a genius disciple, nor is he a descendant of the sect, and no one in the sect will intercede for him.

Thinking of this, this disciple of the Purple Sun Sect had already had a little distortion on his face, and his heart was even more full of anger.

He turned his head to look at Shi Feichi.

If his eyes could kill, he would have already slashed Shi Fei with a thousand knives.

It's a pity that he can't do it, especially in front of the Ziyang Dao people.

Ziyang Dao people's hands are very white and delicate, like polished ivory.

At this moment, the Ziyang Daoist was floating in the air, and his fingers comparable to that of a young girl were pointing at Shi Fei's eyebrows, a little downward.

Rumble!

A red light shrouded Shi Fei.

Half-unconscious, Shi Feichi was suddenly awakened by intense pain, as if he was in a blazing furnace, surrounded by terrible heat.

Every inch of skin, every pore, every hair seems to melt.

The fingertips of the Ziyang Daoist were slightly forced, and there was a soft "poof", and the clothes on Shi Feichi's body turned into ashes.

"I see!"

"No wonder it escaped my senses!"

The captives, who had already been forbidden by themselves, had the ability to break through their own prohibition, woke up on their own, and made some small moves.

Although he just set a ban on it, it is not something that ordinary people can unravel.

This was enough to attract the attention of the Ziyang Dao people, not to mention that this person was originally very useful.

The eyes of the Ziyang Daoist were fixed on the tattoo on Shi Feichi's chest.

This tattoo is not large, it only occupies the place of the heart, it is dark blue, and the shape is a copper coin with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside.

"This thing?"

"Where do you think you've seen it?"

Ziyang Daoist squinted his eyes slightly and thought for a moment.

"Oh?"

"This thing?"

With a move of Ziyang Daoist's hand, the mask came to his hand.

"Whew!"

Shi Feichi was breathing painfully, and each breath was like burning and melting his lungs.

The terrifying heat had already made Shi Feichi sweat a lot, his mouth was dry, his body was dry, and hallucinations had appeared in front of him.

"Want to end the pain?"

A cold voice drifted into Shi Feichi's mind.

Knot....

Bundle.....

Pain....

Bitter!!

In the blur, when Shi Feichi heard this voice, every cell was telling Shi Feichi: Promise him, promise him!

"I...."

"I...."

In a trance, Shi Feichi saw a familiar face, eagle eyes, white hair, white beard, and a finger-sized tumor on his left cheek, he was looking at him.

"Pain is nourishment!"

"Pain is growth!"

"Ignore it!"

"Trample it!"

"Take control of it!"

"Remember!"

"Remember your original intention!!"

.....

This is the master?

"Initial intention?"

"What is my original intention?"

"What is my original intention?"

Countless questions echoed in his heart, and Shi Feichi finally remembered and recalled his original intention: guarding, guarding his family, guarding his companions, guarding his master....

"I...."

"I refuse...."

After Shi Feichi, who had exhausted all his strength, finished saying this, the expression on his face had soothed a little, and then he fell unconscious again.

This time, Shi Feichi was completely exhausted.

"Suspicious?"

"Refusal?"

A smile appeared on the face of the Ziyang Daoist.

How many years?

I met such a person again!

Last time, who was the one who could say no under their own means?

Ethereal Sword Zhu Sheng? Or is it the Demon Daoist Chen Hatred?

But it doesn't matter, because you're all going to end up the same.

No matter who you are, there is only one way to refuse me - death!

The stronger the smile on the face of the Ziyang Dao person, the heavier the chill around him.

A white snowflake was already slowly falling above Shi Feichi's eyebrows.

Three centimeters.

Two centimeters.

One centimeter.

Just when the snowflakes are about to touch the eyebrows, there is a sudden change!

Recite!

A strange roar sounded in the ears of the Ziyang Dao people, and then a terrifying aura descended from the sky.

Like a blood demon descending into the world, like a mountain god descending, like the emperor of heaven reappearing, like a distant wilderness reappearing, the overwhelming breath made this piece of heaven and earth stunned for a moment.

The Ziyang Dao people had already closed their eyes and closed their five senses.

After a while, the Ziyang Daoist opened his eyes, and all the abnormalities had long since disappeared.

Recalling the feeling just now, the body of the Ziyang Dao person trembled slightly.

His unwavering face finally showed his horror.

This breath?

This is?

Thinking of something, the Ziyang Daoist closed his mouth and did not say the rest of the words.

He turned around and found that the disciple next to him had already fallen unconscious under that terrifying aura, and even the horses had also fainted to the ground.

With a wave of Ziyang Dao's hand, the rest of the disciples opened their eyes and slowly opened their eyes.

"Hair..."

"What happened?"

A disciple who had come to his senses asked.

"Great Elder, what the hell is going on?"

There are also unconscious disciples who wake up and find abnormalities around them.

"Don't be too talkative!"

"Forget all about what happened just now!"

"Don't mention it to anyone else, you know?"

Ziyang Dao people were not angry and arrogant, and their low tone sounded in everyone's ears.

"Yes!"

Even though the other Ziyang Sect disciples had many questions, they all obediently shut up under the words of the Ziyang Daoist.

"Isn't that right?"

"What about the captives?"

The Ziyang Dao people swept it, but found that Shi Feichi, who was lying on the horse in a coma, had disappeared.

However, just when the Ziyang Dao people were ready to dig deeper.

A white light rises into the sky!

Such an aura?!

Ziyang Daoist sensed something, his face changed greatly, and then without waiting for the other disciples, Zhengang operated, flying directly in the direction of the pit like a phantom.

"Get to the pit!"

The Ziyang Daoist, who had already passed away, left such an order for the other disciples.

Looking at the white light rising into the sky in the distance, the other disciples of the Ziyang Sect glanced at each other, although they didn't know what kind of big thing had happened that could make the Great Elder lose his temper like this.

However, thinking of the Great Elder's order, many disciples of the Purple Sun Sect still began to rush towards the mine.