Chapter 692: Martial Saint Corpse

Hearing the sound, Ye Kun immediately raised his head to look.

The white bones that were originally sitting there turned into the appearance of Xuan Xiaozi's predecessors!

Obviously, this was the last wisp of divine soul he left, but now it was triggered by Ye Kun.

Xuan Xiaozi's face showed a kind smile.

He looked at Ye Kun with satisfaction and nodded.

Smiled: "Child, you're back." ”

"In the past few decades, you must have suffered a lot to achieve what you are today, if your master knew, he would definitely laugh under Jiuquan."

The illusory Xuan Xiaozi touched Bai Huahua's beard, looking at his kind appearance, Ye Kun felt that his heart was twitching in distress.

"Senpai!"

"Who is so cruel to you?!"

"I must avenge you!"

Ye Kun clenched his fists, and even his teeth were about to be crushed, how could he accept that such a good senior was going to pass away.

It's only been a few decades away from Zhongzhou, but the changes are so great.

The elders he likes have left so much.

If he went to the Northern Regions later, I am afraid that he would not even be able to see Zheng Hao and Zheng Weihong, father and son.

Fortunately, I was able to bring the two of them back to the Eastern Regions.

"Heaven must not be divulged."

"The person who hurt me has joined forces with Zhanzun, and Zhanzun has also joined forces with them to contain the supreme of the entire Zhongzhou."

"As for what Zhanzun wants to do, I don't know very well."

"Child, I want to tell you, unless you have to, don't be an enemy of Zhanzun."

"At least, before you become the Supreme, you must not let him have murderous intent towards you."

"I can hold out until you come back, and I am satisfied to know that you are safe and sound."

"In that case, I also have the face to meet my old friends under the Nine Springs."

With a slight smile, Xuan Xiaozi's illusory body turned into a little starlight and disappeared without a trace, and the white bone also turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

Even if he died, he still had the last wisp of his soul, just waiting for Ye Kun to return and see him safe and sound.

thought that feelings would gradually disappear with the improvement of the realm, but he still couldn't help it, and shed two lines of tears.

What a respectable elder this is, who has left the world in this way.

When he was dying, he also told him to be careful Zhanzun.

How many elders can be so worried about him?

Ye Kun's eyes were cold, and red flashes flickered.

"Zhanzun!!"

Everything was caused by Zhan Zun, it was he who indirectly killed the Star Moon Sect Master, and also killed the other two brothers of the Zheng family.

He also teamed up with an unknown being, and that existence killed Xuan Xiaozi's senior.

This hatred, Ye Kun will never forget.

If he can break through to the Supreme one day, he will kill until no one in this world dares to do anything to his people, even if it is a bad year, it is not allowed.

"Guys from the Xuantian Method, if you want to go with me, then come to my Supreme Dojo, and I will take care of you for Xuanxiaozi's seniors."

"If you don't want to come, I won't force you."

Ye Kun grabbed the entire Xuantian Peak from the ground, and he held the Xuantian Peak tens of thousands of zhang high with one hand, and he didn't feel the slightest heaviness.

It was his heart that was heavy.

Xuan Xiaozi's predecessors' concern for him is a pain that he will never get rid of.

This kindness cannot be repaid, what can be done is to avenge him in the future, when the blood kills the Quartet.

There were no more than a thousand remaining disciples of the Xuantian Sect, and they looked at the madman holding Xuantian Peak in shock, and many people had already recognized him as Ye Kun, who had shined in the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Conference back then.

Of course, he also knew that he was the one who occupied Changlin Peak.

I didn't expect him to come back.

When the master of Xuanxiaozi was still alive, he once told them that those who wanted to leave could leave at will to make a living, as long as they could live.

If you don't want to leave, then wait for a monk named Ye Kun to appear, and the remaining disciples can follow him.

The disciples who stayed now were all the disciples who admired and were most loyal to Xuan Xiaozi, and now when they saw Ye Kun appear, they were so excited that they couldn't even speak.

"He's finally here!"

"Master, you can rest in peace if you have knowledge under the spring!"

"I'm waiting for the Xuantian Dharma Sect disciples, there are only one thousand and sixty-three left, and I'm willing to follow Ye Kun Shaoxia."

No matter what, they will abide by Xuan Xiaozi's last wishes.

Besides, holding Xuantian Peak with one hand is something they can't do, who would dare not be convinced?

"In the future, you can call me Lord Ye Venerable, and you can come with me."

With a wave of his big hand, with Xuantian Peak in one hand, Ye Kun appeared in the sky above the Supreme Dojo in an instant.

With a shake of his hand, he put Xuantian Peak on the side, and he ordered someone to take these disciples down.

Originally, these Xuantian Dharma disciples had never heard of the Supreme Dojo, but now after coming here, they found that the atmosphere here was so harmonious, and they immediately had the idea of cultivating again.

There seems to be hope for life again.

However, Ye Kun did not stop, he still had a lot to do.

After the matter was dealt with here, he stepped into the Valley of the Divine Grass King.

The bits and pieces of the past are coming to mind.

Mei Xingye is one of his best friends, how could she let him go.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many things in front of him that needed to be dealt with one by one, he wouldn't be here now.

At the beginning, the valley of the Divine Grass King, where the grass was vigorous and full of life, and people came and went, is now full of dead branches and leaves, and there are withered and dead weeds and trees everywhere.

There is no life here, and it is lifeless.

The cold wind blew, rolling up the residual leaves on the ground and flying all over the sky, and the bleak dead branches occasionally snapped and snapped.

Ye Kun landed here, his eyes were red, and after his divine sense was released, there was no life here.

But he found a dead body.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the corpse.

When he saw this corpse, Ye Kun was shocked.

In front of him was the ninth saint, Mei Zu, who was named the Great Buddha Martial Saint!

His body was nailed into nails gathered by the law, nailed to the wall, limbs and heads, dantian.

There is no place outside the list, and the death is extremely tragic.

Looking at his corpse, he knew that he had been dead for many years, just because his cultivation was still there, and he was nailed to the wall by the power of the law, although his body was a little rotten, it was still well preserved.

"Why is the Martial Saint here?"

Ye Kun frowned, and reached out to pull out the nail, but unfortunately as soon as his hand touched the law nail, it was popped out!

"There are two hits."

With a cold snort, the eight life wheel divine lights behind Ye Kun skyrocketed, pulling out all those nails.

He could feel that the users of these nails were not supreme, although they were heaven-level saint venerables, their strength was outrageous.

When all the nails were pulled out, Ye Kun took out a coffin that could store the corpse, took Mei Zu in, and placed it in the Afterlife City.