On Jueming's skin, the color of the texture changed from the original cyan to black and purple, and gradually extended from the arms to the neck, and then to the face.

The fine lines soon covered the whole face, which should have been evil and cautious, but because of Jueming's originally handsome face, it showed an extremely divided beauty, like a highly poisonous Qiong, fatal but irresistible.

The strength of the six people was continuously absorbed, and if this continued, at most half a pillar of incense, their strength would be exhausted.

"Soon, you will see the end of this world!"

That overwhelming force instantly increased by more than ten times, and in an instant, the six people were almost unbearable, their hearts were beating faster, it was difficult to breathe, and even their eyes and mouth and nose had begun to seep blood.

Just as Jueming was about to clench his hands to end everything, the aura around him suddenly loosened, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that the enchantment around him had been broken from behind, and the power that was being absorbed in his palm had suddenly stopped.

Before he could turn around, a voice came into his ears: "Don't stop yet, evil obstacle!" ”

Who is this voice from, Jue Ming couldn't be clearer, naturally, who else but him can break his own barrier?

Also heard...... How was he able to break away from the Godslayer?

When Jue Ming turned around and really saw the figure, he was even more furious, flicked his sleeves fiercely, and Su Yan and the six people were immediately bounced away from two or three feet.

However, although they fell to the ground and vomited blood, it was precisely because of the pain in their chests that convinced them that they were truly free from that power and were alive again.

"Smell it too!"

I saw that Yiwen's face was calm, although it was not as ruddy as before, but compared to the withered form on the god-killing pillar, it had recovered most of it, Jueming was annoyed and ashamed, and looked at the people around Yiwen, the masked man who was originally protecting Mu Yunyi didn't know when he actually stood next to the god-killing pillar, "Who are you!" He raised his backhand, and a wave of air came straight to him.

The masked man jumped backwards to dodge the blow, and green smoke rose from the ground in front of his feet, but he also heard that he had been saved, so the situation in front of him would be truly reversed, and the goal would finally be achieved.

"Haven't you done enough, you beast?" I also heard that I took a step forward, majestic like a god, even if I looked at it at eye level, I also had a feeling of overlooking all beings.

"Oh, Yiwen, do you know, how disgusting is your compassionate appearance?"

Yiwen's face did not show a trace of turbulence due to Jueming's evil words, but he was very sad: "Jueming, your talent is different from ordinary people, you are the youngest prison of my Shikong Temple, and you are also the successor of the abbot that I have already identified, why are you so uncontrollable, and it has become the current situation, when will you still be obsessed with it?" ”

"What? You think I'm doing all this because of a mere abbot? Scold...... It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Jue Ming shook his head with wide eyes, as if he had heard a big joke, for fear that his disdain and ridicule would not be seen by Yiwen.

Mu Yunyi saw the fleeting gloom in Yiwen's eyes, and suddenly felt that it was not so much unbelievable as unwilling to believe it.

"It seems that all iniquity is caused by me." Jue Ming didn't say it very explicitly, just sighed.

In the face of Yiwen's vague words, Jueming pressed step by step: "Evil? What is good and what is evil in this world? ”

"If you have a good heart, it is good, and vice versa."

"Cangsheng? That's just a pretext for your hypocrisy. Jueming's emotions suddenly became very excited, and she saw that the green tendons on her forehead were bursting up, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of resentment, and she stepped forward and asked, "Then let me ask you, is Wuyang in your so-called common life?" Is Yi Rou one of the common people? ”

Yiwen has always been as calm as a god above the nine heavens, but the moment he heard those two names, he had a panic and resistance that everyone had never seen in him, and he was silent for a long time before he slowly murmured: "Yang'er......"

"Phew! You don't deserve to be called that, you don't deserve to call him that! Jue Ming spat with disdain and disgust.

"You...... You are ......" Yiwen looked at Jueming with a complicated expression, this is the second disciple he trusts and values, he has been brought up by his side since he was a child, and Jueming is not only talented, but also very competitive, so angry that in Yiwen's heart, he is almost about to replace that person - Yiwen's first disciple, Wuyang.

Even though he gradually knew that Jueming had two hearts and did a lot of evil, he had never felt so strange to the person in front of him like this moment, and even made him feel a trace of fear in his heart, he was not afraid of Jueming's destruction of him, he was afraid that Jueming had even the slightest relationship with the person who had passed away for a long time, or rather, he simply resisted facing this fact.

"Heh, I didn't expect it, Wuyang, the person you personally raised, taught, and destroyed with your own hands, he also has a son, which is me!"

"You're his and Yi Rou's child?" Yiwen looked at Jueming's eyebrows and took a step back.

No wonder, when I first saw this child, I thought he was so familiar, because of the grief and remorse for the loss of his beloved apprentice, I heard that he almost didn't think about it and directly accepted this child as an apprentice, in order to fill the hole in his heart a little.

The law name of the apprentice of Yiwen should have been the word "none", but it was always difficult to let go of the matter of Wuyang, so Yiwen Ling chose the law name to give to the second apprentice, for Jueming.

Jue Ming first came to become the abbot Yiwen's apprentice, by Yiwen personally taught every day, at first the monks in the temple are quite complaining, and even the red-eyed people will directly ridicule each other, but after a few months, Jue Ming's talent in Buddhism and martial arts gradually revealed, much more outstanding than many of the "predecessors" in the temple, so gradually, the people of Shikong Temple are no longer aimed at him, but respect him very much. Yiwen is also more and more satisfied with Jueming, his excellence is indeed not inferior to Wuyang, in just a few years, he has become the youngest prison of Shikong Temple, and even Jueming has decided that he will be succeeded by Jueming as the abbot of Shikong Temple.

In fact, if Yiwen thinks about it carefully, it is not difficult to find out the clues, but for so many years, Yiwen has stubbornly regarded Jueming as a substitute for Wuyang, so he does not take the initiative to scrutinize many details at all.

I also smiled bitterly and sighed: "Wronged, everything is wronged......"

"Why, now that you know everything, do you want me to disappear from this world immediately, just like when my father was executed?"

Yiwen was stunned in place, his eyes dimmed, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

"Don't be coy, then everything is done by your own hands, isn't it? Who is this looking like now? Jue Ming grabbed Yiwen's neckline uncontrollably.

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