The situation took a turn for the worse, and the young man who was envied and hated just now was about to die in an instant, and the people around him were surprised and unknown, but they could also feel the chill from their hearts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Taoist of the Xuan family really killed decisively!

The girl who had a relationship with Yang Yixiao happened to be nearby at the moment, and when she saw this, she exclaimed in surprise, covered her eyes, and didn't dare to look at the bloody scene.

"Damn, isn't it just an outdated cheatbook?" Yang Yixiao stared at the palm that came in an instant, and he didn't have time to react at all, fast, it was too fast.

Death was approaching, Yang Yixiao only felt that his breathing had become heavy, there was no panic, no sadness, only infinite hatred, hatred of his own weakness, hatred of Qingzhi's iron blood, hatred of injustice in heaven, and hatred of those who ruined the reputation of the ghost master, and even more hated that he had not avenged his revenge and had no shame to go to Huangquan.

It all came too suddenly, and he still had many, many things to do, but he could only turn into hatred and continue!

"Bang!"

A loud bang!

"Hmph! The remnants of the evil path are still delusional about cultivating the Xuan, and the fool is talking about dreams!" Qing Zhi Dao Chang snorted coldly, and the pamphlet in his hand instantly turned into ashes, but he didn't look at Yang Yi and smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "The people have been recruited, let's return to the Tianyun Sect too." ”

"Yes. "All the disciples of the Tianyun Sect are looking forward to the Qing Zhi Dao and the horse. Hearing this, they all responded in unison.

Died in an instant, Yang Yixiao only felt that his body was fluttering, and his soul came out of his body. Looking down at the vast earth, looking down at all living beings, and looking down at the Qingzhi who slapped him to death with one palm, Yang Yi smiled with infinite resentment, and only sighed.

And at this moment, Qing Zhi instantly burned the Hundred Ghosts Night Movement Recipe in his hand, this move seemed to be innocent and unusual, but Yang Yixiao, who turned into a soul, saw the Hundred Ghosts Night Movement Recipe turn into a white light, fly towards him, and slowly integrate into his soul.

"Whew... Coax..."

In an instant, the wind blew fiercely, and the originally cloudless sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and gusts of violent yin wind were howling.

Whew... Whew... Whew...

The earth shook uneasily, and suddenly countless undead spirits broke out of the ground, these undead faces were hideous and clear, and their resentment went straight to the sky, and everyone's faces changed drastically, and they were terrified.

Qingzhi Dao Chang's face was dark, and his eyebrows were terrified.

In such a battle, I thought that he had never encountered a spiritual realm mystic cultivation.

At this moment, Yang Yixiao lost all consciousness, floating in the air, countless white lights frantically converged towards him, and in a moment, the soul that could not be detected actually gathered into a real person, but this real person could no longer see Yang Yixiao at all, but condensed into a middle-aged man in black clothes, black armor and black cloak.

I couldn't see my face clearly, but it made people feel a chill from the bottom of my heart, seeing this, Qing Zhi was even more cold down his spine, but the spirit Xuan Xiu was drenched in cold sweat.

A vision of heaven and earth!

"Kill!"

The man in black spoke slowly, only one word, but the sound was like thunder, shaking the world.

Countless undead who poured out low, and in an instant, they swarmed towards Qingzhi.

"Three-Element Sword Formation!"

Seeing this, Qing Zhi also hurriedly used his strongest trick, and in an instant, three flying swords of different colors condensed from Xuan Qi were quickly wound around him, protecting him in the middle.

The undead who rushed to Qingzhi's side were quickly strangled.

"Soul Destroy!"

Seeing this, the man in black didn't care, only to see him stretch out his hand Yaoyao and point at Qing Zhi, with a finger of his index finger, just a little bit, Qing Zhi's originally clear eyes turned gray in an instant, and the three Xuan Qi flying swords lost their Xuan Qi replenishment, and they could no longer resist the undead, and instantly turned into pure Xuan Qi and dissipated.

Without the resistance of the flying sword, countless undead suddenly rushed forward.

"Puff puff!"

In just an instant, the high-flying Qing Zhi Dao Chief turned into countless stumps and severed arms, and flesh and blood flew all over the sky.

As soon as Qing Zhi died, the man in black also disappeared in an instant, and what disappeared at the same time was Yang Yixiao's dead body, but the body that should have been smashed by Qing Zhi Dao with a palm was intact and there was no external injury.

Heaven and earth are clear again, the sky is clear, there is no cloud, only a stream of blood is permeated, everything happens in an instant......

Outside Tianyuan City, Qinghan Temple.

"Boom!"

The drizzle blurred and the bell rang, and the sky was slightly cool.

“...... Where is this?" Yang Yixiao slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was an anxious and restless An An, floating in front of him.

"Yang Yixiao, you finally woke up, scared my sister to death, you have been lying here for seven days, the old monk told me, you can't wake up after today, you are really dead. ”

"I... I'm not dead?......! I'm still alive?" Yang Yixiao was a little blind, trying to move his body, but he didn't feel any pain at all, as if he had never been injured at all, but his head was a little groggy, and there was a wonderful feeling of not giving up.

"Nonsense, of course you're not dead, if you do, my aunt and grandmother won't be scattered with me. An An pursed his lips and sighed: "This time it's thanks to the old monk who rescued you, otherwise... Ay. ”

Xuanjia methods, even if they are just a little, are not something that ordinary people can bear. An An didn't say it explicitly, and Yang Yixiao naturally understood.

"Old monk, there is anyone besides me who can communicate with you?

"True is also false and false, it depends on the donor's comprehension, the old man's name was once, and he saw the donor. ”

Yang Yixiao just woke up, but he didn't notice that there was an old monk sitting next to him, only to see that the old monk had big earlobes, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a bloated body, and a round belly, laughing like Maitreya in the world. And he sat next to Yang Yixiao like that, but it was like the air was not stained with dust, if he didn't speak, Yang Yixiao was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find him for a while.

"Since the master can communicate with An An, I'm afraid that he already knows my identity, so why do you want to save me?"

Yang Yixiao was neither humble nor arrogant, his expression was indifferent, but he sat up and faced the monk face to face.

Who knew that when he heard the words, he shook his head for a while, put his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha." Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, fate is here, and the old man has no reason not to save it. ”

Hearing this, Yang Yixiao fell into contemplation, and a short memory came to his heart, but it was the moment when his soul left the body after Qing Zhi slapped himself to death with one palm, yes, he was indeed dead, and he couldn't die anymore, but why did this happen?

And also... Qing Zhi's one move burned the Hundred Ghost Night Walking Trick into white light and integrated into his body?And then what? What happened next?

The more Yang Yixiao thought about it, the more he had a headache, and in the end, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell unconscious again.

"Yang Yi smiled, Yang Yi smiled, damn, old monk, please save him, this guy fainted again. ”

An An circled around Yang Yixiao in a hurry, but she was just a ghost disciple and had no effect, so she could only ask for help from a monk.

"It's okay, Lao Wei has already cast a spell to protect his heart before, and with the Soul Guarding Pill, he can't die. ”

Hearing this, An An took a deep breath and said: "That's good, that's good, this kid can't hang up, otherwise my aunt and grandmother will be finished." ”

Time flies, in an instant, a month has passed, in this month, Yang Yixiao just looked out of the window with blank eyes every day, no matter how An An teased him, he didn't react at all, and once the master had been sitting next to Yang Yixiao like this, just taking a milky pill for him every day, and then he settled down again.

"Hey, I used to be too naïve, but I didn't expect that the ghost master would not only not be able to get on the stage, but also be regarded as an evil cultivator, and he would kill them all like this. It's just that this has come to this, how can I carry forward the ghost master and fulfill my father's last wish?"

Sitting on the side, he once heard the words, but he said: "The donor doesn't have to be arrogant, the way of the ghost is inherited for tens of thousands of years, it makes sense, and the donor is the orthodox ghost night trick of the ghost, if it can be supplemented by Xuan Xiu, the future is immeasurable, but it is a pity that the Qingzhi Huangkou child does not know Puyu, and he deserves to die in death." ”

"Eh, Qingzhi is dead?"

Hearing this, Yang Yixiao was stunned, for Qingzhi, Yang Yixiao naturally hated him, but he was also very surprised to hear that he was dead.

"Don't mention the matter of Qingzhi, after a month of recuperation, the donor's soul should have recovered almost, Qinghan Temple has never been involved in external disputes, if the donor is no longer in the way, please leave as soon as possible. ”

Master Xie took him in, and Yang Yixiao was grateful. ”