Ye Wudao's face was steady, and he didn't see any signs of pain from his expression.

The third elder sighed slowly, and with a wave of his right hand, a warm current wrapped the unconscious Ye Wudao.

The refining pool regained its calm, the spiritual power dissipated, and this sudden farce ended.

The third elder left the refining pool with Ye Wudao and rushed to a place thousands of miles away.

All the disciples who were paying attention to the refining pool's every move cast curious glances.

Bai Qingyue, the peak master of Xuannu Peak, appeared directly and asked about the injuries of the third elder Ye Wudao.

"This, how is it possible!" The third elder looked at Ye Wudao, who was being carried by him, and his eyes were trembling.

Bai Qingyue was also average, and she couldn't believe it.

"Wudao him, he" Bai Qingyueyu's hand reached out, a little of Ye Wudao's pulse, trembling lips, trembling.

He's dead!

No pulse, no snort, already out of breath.

The three elders couldn't believe it at all, they were obviously still alive when they came up with Ye Wudao just now, but their breathing was weak, and their divine sense swept down, and their internal organs were not seriously damaged.

But how did it just happen that the kung fu man died after a while?

Bai Qingyue's eyes were sad, and the new disciple died before he could enter their Xuannu Peak.

It was hard for her to accept.

As early as not long after Lingwei started, she wanted to rescue her personally, but she was stopped by the Holy Lord and the three elders, saying that they would rescue Ye Wudao.

The rescue of a saint and a quasi-saint calmed her restless heart, thinking that Ye Wudao would definitely be rescued.

But now the result is in front of him, Ye Wudao in the light curtain is already dead and can't die anymore, his body is cold, and his breathing and heartbeat are stagnant.

"Strange!" The three elders personally probed the pulse, and a wave of mana was injected into it, surrounding Ye Wudao's hundred veins, confirming the fact that he had died.

The organs have no life, and the dantian spiritual sea is bleak, this is the state of death.

The two of them stopped in place, and there were people around them, all of whom were disciple-level people.

The Holy Son Chen Daoxuan also came, he looked at the expressions of the two, and then looked at the cold Ye Wudao, his heart was clear, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

The Red Sky Tiger also came, looking at this heavy atmosphere and knowing that Ye Wudao might encounter an accident, it frantically urged its divine sense to probe Ye Wudao, but it was the same as sweeping the air, there was nothing.

It didn't believe in evil, and used mana to probe Ye Wudao under the noses of the three elders, but the final result made it silent.

Tears hit its black boots uncontrollably, the Red Sky Tiger couldn't accept it, obviously it was a chance to get the opportunity to quench the body, why did he die now?

Not long after, Ye Wudao's friends also arrived, Huo Lingtian brothers and sisters, Su Qingcheng sisters and brothers, as well as Yao Changsheng brothers and sisters, Shangzhou Three Heroines and so on.

After listening to Chitian Tiger's words, they were all silent, Huo Lingtian cried, and Su Yunxiao was the same.

The three heroines and girls of Shangzhou were shocked, and they couldn't accept the news of Ye Wudao's death for a while.

"Disperse, the old man will bury him alive. The third elder said lightly.

"Yes, Third Elder. ”

As a result, everyone left under the eyes of the three elders, and only a few peak masters and him were left in the void.

Liang Feifei, who was leaving in the crowd, shouted happily in his heart at this time, in addition to him, Shura was also in the same mood.

worry-free, Guo Tianpeng is in a complicated mood, with joy and loss, which makes it difficult for them to calm down.

Especially Guo Tianpeng, he only met Ye Wudao not long ago, and aimed at Ye Wudao to surpass him.

The Holy Lord Xuankong came, feeling the heavy atmosphere, he didn't blame the three elders, but just lightly inquired about what happened.

He also knew that it was the Spirit Xuantian who was secretly helping Ye Wudao and triggering the spiritual veins, so he could only shake his head and smile bitterly and rush over here to check.

After the three elders spoke for a short time, everyone had an understanding of the matter.

"It's nothing strange, it's normal for this to happen to him. A faint voice came out, and the blue-robed man who accompanied it was Xuantian.

"Array Spirit Senior!" the Holy Lord clasped his fists and saluted.

When the rest of the people heard this, their faces were horrified and they also bowed with the Holy Lord, and their hearts were terrified.

They can only look up to the existence of the Array Spirit Xuantian, the other party has lived for 10,000 years, and the generation, and experience are not comparable to them.

"Alright, that's it, let's bury him alive. Xuantian said leisurely.

Seven days later, Ye Wudao was put into the coffin and buried in the nameless place behind the Xuanxu Holy Land.

Many people came on this day, most of the senior sisters who had not yet met Xuannu Peak came, Ye Wudao's friends, as well as those senior brothers and senior disciples who had studied with each other, all of them expressed their nostalgia in front of Ye Wudao's tomb.

The Red Sky Tiger still hasn't come out of the sad place in the past few days, and it is hard to believe that Ye Wudao died like this.

Senior Sister Xuannu Peak, Mu Tianyan was already in tears, "Why did you go like this when you were obviously fine a few days ago?" Senior Brother Ye, you can rest assured, Xuannu Peak has always had a place for you. ”

Mu Tanyan was very sad, and the celebration banquet originally prepared became a banquet to send Ye Wudao on his last journey.

"Brother Ye definitely doesn't want us to be like this, from now on, I, Su Yunxiao, will definitely cultivate hard!" As Brother Ye's only confidant, Su Yunxiao saw everything after a few days of depression, and at this time in front of Ye Wudao's tombstone, he secretly swore an oath.

Jin Chuan, Liang Feifei and other people who saw Ye Wudao's displeasure came, but He Wanqing, the little princess of the earth who had been bullied by Ye Wudao, did not come.

They are sad on the surface, but they are secretly happy in their hearts, and they gloat over the incident.

"Sister, what is there to mourn, this guy is dead and dead. Jin Chuan looked at the eldest sister beside him with a sad face, and said with disdain.

"Smack!"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Xiaoqian slapped Jin Chuan's face and said lightly: "Senior Brother Ye is better than you and your fox friends and dogs, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense now?"

Jin Chuan didn't understand how a disciple who had not officially entered the Xuannu Peak had caused such a big reaction from his second sister, he didn't dare to say anything, he lowered his head, and secretly cursed Ye Wudao in his heart.

Although Ye Wudao's death caused a sensation and the scene was huge, he was only a beginner disciple after all.

Most of the people who came to mourn were acquaintances and people who had a good impression of him, but there was one thing that puzzled many people.

The funeral was prepared by the three elders, which illustrated the importance of Ye Wudao.

Although the three elders did not attend, many people remembered the name Ye Wudao in their hearts and kept it for future chat.

The banquet lasted for a day, and in the evening everyone dispersed and returned to the peaks, but there were still a few people standing in front of Ye Wudao's monument, telling something.

The three heroines of Shangzhou sent the most sincere apology, apologizing for the misunderstanding that Ye Wudao was a thief.

Yao Qianhua was silent, she didn't know what Ye Wudao was to her, whether it was a passerby, a friend, or some other identity.

Su Qingcheng's consciousness was not as high as that of her younger brother Su Yunxiao, and she was sullen at the end of the day, and she couldn't see any expression on her face.

"Brother Ye, may you be able to mix under the Nine Springs, and move forward bravely!"

"Brother Ye, I won't forget you!" Huo Wushuang thought silently in his heart, suppressing the tears that were about to fall.

After a while, everyone was gone, and the cemetery was restored to peace.

The five big characters of Ye Wudao's tomb on the tombstone are vigorous and powerful, and they are extraordinary at a glance.

In the underground source sarcophagus, Ye Wudao's face was calm, but no one noticed that there was an extra three-inch-long crack on his face.

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