For such a genius, their master had to let him end himself even though he was reluctant to do so.

Otherwise, how should he explain to the other disciples?

His eyes were full of regret when he looked at Xuantian.

Self-termination?

Xuantian, who had originally regained his senses, heard this, and the blood on his body began to boil again.

He is the first in the Xuanji Gate, the head of the Xuanji Gate, why should he end himself?

"Huh." He sneered twice, "I didn't do anything wrong, why did I end myself." ”

"It was Xuanye who committed me first, and today he is to blame for such an end."

After Xuantian's words fell, the regret in the eyes of the master of the Xuanji Gate disappeared without a trace.

"Then the teacher will come to help you finish!"

Xuantian was already at the first level of the High Spirit Realm at this time, and the master was at the fourth level of the Great Spirit Realm.

Although the master can't defeat Xuantian, he can still deal with Xuantian.

Seeing that he couldn't beat Xuantian, the master shouted: "Don't take down this rebel yet!" ”

When the other disciples heard the master's order, they came over to help.

Among all of them, Xuantian's realm was the highest.

The master is now in the realm of the fourth layer of the Great Spirit Realm, while the second senior brother, the third senior brother and the senior sister are in the realm of the first layer of the Great Spirit Realm, and the other disciples are all in the realm of the middle spirit realm.

But no matter how high Xuantian's cultivation is, he will gradually be unable to cope with the few people whose cultivation is not too much, not to mention that there are disciples from the Middle Spirit Realm who are helping behind.

The spiritual power in Xuantian's body was almost consumed, and he gradually lost the battle.

The master asked the third senior brother to hand over the sword and walked in front of Xuantian with a calm face.

Only a pair of eyes showed gloom.

Xuantian is unwilling, he is the future head of Xuanji Gate, he shouldn't end up like this!

A sword stabbed him, he hated it!

Eventually, his body gradually collapsed.

Senior sister and junior sister looked at Xuantian who fell to the ground, their eyes full of distress.

Just when everyone thought it was all over, a little bit of black smoke came out of Xuantian's body, forming a black soul.

"Hahahaha......"

He laughed loudly, condescendingly, word by word: "I won't die." ”

He was the future head of the Xuanji Sect, how could he die so easily.

The third senior brother looked at the black soul that came out of Xuantian's body and muttered, "How can this be? ”

The master looked at Xuantian's black soul in surprise, paused, and then said, "This kid has fallen into the devil." ”

There is a taboo in the art of voyeurism.

That is, you can't use it on yourself.

At that time, the master also clearly told the child.

But he didn't expect that this child would still be used on himself.

In people's hearts, there are two opposing thoughts, good and evil. Most of the people in the world cover up their evil thoughts before they are kind.

But there are also great traitors who indulge evil thoughts.

And those who are as pure and clean as a blank sheet of paper are simply a handful. If a person who practices the art of peeping into the heart sees the evil thoughts in his body and cannot face the evil thoughts in his heart, he will be controlled by the demons in his heart from now on.

"Hahahaha......"

Xuantian smiled, he flicked his sleeves, and an invisible force attacked everyone.

The master immediately decided: "Xuantian, this child's cultivation is not something we can purify, seal him immediately!" ”

The disciples who received the order began to move to find what they needed to seal it, while the others laid siege to Xuantian.

Soon, under the siege of the master, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, and the senior sister and sister, Xuantian was unable to do anything, and was bound by the willow rope with the power of purification, forcing people into the wooden box.