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After Ying Xuan dodged into the ruined temple, it was pitch black all around, he couldn't see his five fingers, it was dark inside, there was silence, and the falling needles could be heard, which was in stark contrast to the whining and whistling wind outside.

Gradually, Ying Xuan's vision eased slightly, and he could only vaguely see the scenery in the temple, there was a shrine platform in the middle, but there was nothing on it, and there were no sacrifices.

The inside of the temple was very empty, except for a few skewed pillars, which supported the dilapidated temple, as if it would collapse at any time, there was nothing special.

Ying Xuan frowned slightly, he always felt that there was a ghost in this broken temple, but he couldn't see the problem, and when he heard the footsteps coming from the temple gate, he couldn't help but flash sideways, hiding in a dark corner, and suddenly covering his own breath.

"It's so unlucky, those boys ran away!"

A scolding voice sounded, although he was scolding, but he could feel that he seemed to be in a good mood, with a sense of pride.

"Hehe, the leader is dead, and the rest can't make any waves!"

A sinister laugh sounded, and he smiled, looking a little unscrupulous.

"Even if you run away, what can you do, in this ancient battlefield, the only ending is only as a sacrifice, ahahaha!"

Another laugh rang out, full of disdain.

Ying Xuan hid in the corner, held his breath, covered his breath, and vaguely saw that several people were a little familiar, and after a little thought, a few figures flashed in his mind, which were a few treacherous disciples who were following behind Yin Wuya at that time.

"How did you get here? The leader is dead? Could it be that Eugene has already been killed by them?"

Ying Xuan's heart was shocked, and after listening to the conversation of several people, a guess rose in his heart, when he and Yin Wuya left, it was the rest of them who were fighting with You Jinming.

Listening carefully, Ying Xuan was even more shocked, the only ending in the ancient battlefield was only as a sacrifice, could it be that the so-called ominous encounters encountered by those monks before were all sacrificed as sacrifices.

The more I thought about Ying Xuan, the more I felt that it was possible, a monk was drained of all his vitality and spiritual power in an instant, and became a white bone, which was extremely similar to sacrifice.

"I don't know where Senior Brother Yin went?"

Zhang He asked with some doubts, and after searching for a long time, he didn't necessarily find an endless figure.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Yin chased that kid away, I believe that he has died at the hands of Senior Brother Yin at this moment!"

Chen Ruffian's face is sinister, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are vicious and vicious, which is somewhat similar to Yin Wuya.

"Do you think Senior Brother Yin has become a little different recently?"

Zhang He looked around and asked cautiously, as if he was afraid of something.

"I also feel a little different, not only has my strength become stronger, but my temperament has also become a little different from before, as if I have changed people. 【】”

Fu Rongsheng on the side looked pensive, and when he heard Chen Gui's words, he was a little convinced, and couldn't help but respond.

"It's best not to chew on the root of your tongue in this matter, and don't cause trouble for yourself!"

Chen Yu looked at the two of them, snorted coldly, and everyone stopped talking about this matter.

"It turns out that not only me, but also some disciples in the treacherous stream feel that something is wrong with Yin Wuyan. ”

Ying Xuan listened to it and pondered in his heart, especially listening to the tone of those treacherous and dry stream disciples, it didn't seem to be monolithic, but they had one thing in common, they were all secretive about Yin Wuya.

"Do you want to make a move and take down a few people?"

Ying Xuan was a little hesitant, now is the best time, if Thunder makes a move, Ying Xuan is confident that he will still be able to take down a few people, force him to ask the secrets of the ancient battlefield, and see what kind of conspiracy the treacherous stream has.

Just when Ying Xuan hesitated, there was a sound of footsteps at the gate of the temple again, and Ying Xuan's figure that just wanted to move couldn't help but pause, only to smell a gust of fragrant wind, but with a hint of coldness.

"I've seen the Holy Maiden!"

"I've seen the Holy Maiden!"

Several treacherous disciples hurriedly saluted respectfully, lowered their heads slightly, and did not dare to look directly at the comer.

"Hmm. ”

A faint nasal voice came out, the voice was cold, without the slightest emotion, giving people a feeling that they were not approaching, making it difficult to approach.

"Xia Yubing?!"

A figure suddenly flashed in his mind, and Ying Xuan was shocked, but he didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be the contemporary saint of the treacherous stream, the daughter of the frightened Ding, that is, Xia Yubing of the Qingtian Sect.

Ying Xuan's mood was extremely complicated, he still remembered that when he was in the Wind and Thunder Secret Realm, everyone was in trouble together, and then Xia Yubing lost his voice, but he didn't expect that when he saw him again, it would be like this.

"What are you all doing here?"

Xia Yubing's voice was so cold that he was not close to people, and he looked at the few treacherous disciples in front of him lightly, and he couldn't see what emotions were in his eyes, with a faint majesty.

"Returning to the Holy Maiden, we are waiting here for Senior Brother Yin. ”

Several disciples didn't dare to slack off, not to mention the identity of the Xia Yubing Holy Maiden in front of them, just because she was the daughter of the frightened, no one dared to offend.

"Boundless?"

Xia Yubing muttered softly, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and when he mentioned Yin Wuyi, his emotions were a little unstable.

It's no wonder that the treacherous stream is rumored to be a mouthful, and the frightened must have intended to match his daughter and proud disciple, if there is no accident, Xia Yubing and Yin Wuya are an unmarried couple.

"Where did he go?"

Xia Yubing's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't want people to see the fluctuations in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yin went to chase a monk. ”

Chen Ruffian said first, with a hint of flattery on his face, without his previous ruthlessness.

"Huh?"

Xia Yubing frowned slightly, although she didn't like this person very much, but she also knew his strength, and she still needed to chase after him?

Seeing the saint frowning, several people were shocked, and they all told what happened at that time, for fear of arousing Xia Yubing's suspicion.

After a few people finished speaking, Xia Yubing ignored it, walked straight to the shrine in the broken temple, took out something from his arms, and placed it on the altar.

Because the temple was dark and pitch black, Ying Xuan could only vaguely distinguish the figures of others, and could not see what it was.

Xia Yubing stood in front of the divine platform, with words in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was saying, and the rest of the treacherous and withered disciples stood behind him with respectful faces, not daring to disturb.

Suddenly, a wind blew into the ruined temple, Ying Xuan felt a chill on his body, giving birth to goosebumps, only to feel that the temperature in the temple plummeted, and a cold filled the entire temple.

The disciples of the treacherous stream didn't dare to breathe, there was silence in the temple, Ying Xuan looked in the direction of the god platform again, and there was a vague black shadow faintly.

At this time, two rays of cold electricity bloomed from the eyes of the black shadow, like lightning and thunder in the nine heavens, slashing across the dark night sky, and at the same time tearing out a flash of lightning in the night sky in an instant, it also illuminated the night sky.

To the horror of De Yingxuan, the cold electricity in the dark shadow's eyes was not looking at others, but at his own direction.

The cold electricity in his eyes illuminated the broken temple in an instant, and all the treacherous disciples looked at Ying Xuan with their eyes, and they were instantly exposed under everyone's noses.

"Suffered!"

Cursing secretly in his heart, Ying Xuan took advantage of the light of cold electricity to look towards the Shentai, but he could still only see a blurry and even somewhat distorted black shadow, as if it was composed of smoke, and he couldn't see it clearly at all.

"Who is it?"

Xia Yubing snorted coldly, and the rest of the Tricky Dry Stream disciples surrounded Ying Xuan one after another, with a look of vigilance, but he didn't expect that there were still people hiding in the temple.

"It's you!"

The other disciples who followed Yin Wuya recognized Ying Xuan in an instant, and couldn't help blurting out, and at the same time, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, they didn't expect this person to be able to escape Yin Wuya's pursuit.

A cold sweat broke out on Ying Xuan's body, and his scalp was numb for a while, but the few treacherous disciples in front of him were not afraid, what brought pressure to Ying Xuan was the black shadow on the divine platform.

From the vigilance coming from the corpse dog, Ying Xuan could feel that the existence of that black shadow was unimaginable, as if it could easily pinch himself to death like an ant at any time.

I don't know what kind of existence it is, it seems that Xia Yubing just took out an object and put it on the altar, and then a gust of wind blew from outside the temple, and there was more of this existence.

But looking at the expressions of Xia Yubing and the others, although there was some shock in their eyes, it was not because of the black shadow on the divine platform, but because of themselves, this black shadow had a great relationship with the treacherous stream.

"You know?"

Xia Yu asked in a cold voice, looking at those people, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to do it if he didn't agree with him.

"He was chased and killed by Senior Brother Yin!"

Chen Yu and several people hurriedly pointed out, for fear of being misunderstood by Xia Yubing.

Ying Xuan smiled bitterly, the existence of that black shadow made him feel like a man's back, and he didn't dare to move easily, and there were treacherous disciples in front of him to surround the road, and the situation was really dangerous.

"Oh?"

Xia Yubing groaned slightly, and stared at Ying Xuan with a pair of cold eyes, as if he wanted to see him through, and this person didn't know how long he had been hiding here, but he didn't find it.

When he touched Ying Xuan's eyes, Xia Yubing's heart suddenly shook, and he had an indescribable feeling, a trace of surprise couldn't help but linger in his heart, although this person was born, it seemed to be familiar.

"Hehe, there is a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door to hell for you to throw yourself, the kid is not going to be caught soon!"

Chen Ruffian couldn't help but shout, but his body was not moving, he had seen Ying Xuan's strong body, as well as the powerful sword fetus, and he was invincible, but it did not prevent him from expressing his loyalty.

For Chen Yu's threat, Ying Xuan is naturally not afraid, don't talk about him, even if all the treacherous disciples in the temple are combined, as long as he does not hesitate to expose his identity, who can do anything.

What Ying Xuan was afraid of was the black shadow on the altar, silent, but with a hint of evil, revealing a sense of greed, Ying Xuan was targeted by the black shadow, with an indescribable feeling.

This kind of look is exactly the same as the dark gaze when I saw Lu Wang being haunted by ominous and turning into white bones.

"This place is not good for long!"

Ying Xuan thought in his heart, seeing the black shadow on the altar, without any movement, he couldn't help but feel relieved, ignoring Xia Yubing and the others, and with a single step, he wanted to rush towards the gate of the broken temple.

"Want to go?!"

Xia Yubing's voice was so cold that he was not close to people, although he felt that the person in front of him was familiar, but he seemed to be an enemy rather than an enemy, a friend rather than a friend, and naturally he would not let him go easily.

A jade-white long whip appeared in his hand, extremely soft, like a writhing white snake, spitting out the snake stamen and stabbing straight towards the center of Ying Xuan's eyebrows.

Feeling the strong wind brought by the long whip and the sound of twitching in the air, Ying Xuan's eyes couldn't help flashing a bright light, but he didn't expect Xia Yubing to enter the treacherous stream, and his strength progressed so rapidly.

The rest of the treacherous disciples behind him, when they saw Xia Yubing's move, did not rush up, but occupied a favorable position, and even guarded the direction of the temple gate, wanting to catch turtles in an urn.

Ying Xuan didn't dare to take out the black sword fetus at this moment, and when he met Yin Wuyi, he almost had a shocking change, not to mention the black shadow on the god platform, Ying Xuan didn't want to cause more trouble.

The palm of his hand probed, like a dragon going out to sea, the palm of his flesh emitted a misty glow, the spiritual power swirled around it, and the muscles on his arm were even more protruding, and he grabbed towards the long whip violently.

Syllable!

The agile white long whip twitched in the air, twisted a direction strangely, and with an icy chill, like a person, stabbed towards Ying Xuan again at a tricky angle.

Ying Xuan's footsteps were stepping, not retreating but advancing, at this moment the power of the flesh was surging wildly, and he didn't dare to have reservations, the Hand Taiyin Heart Sutra and the Hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra ran through the arm, making a rumbling sound, and the whole person was domineering and awe-inspiring.

Facing the long whip that pierced the eyebrows, he smashed his fist hard, but he only saw the long whip turn again, twisting like a finger, and wrapping towards Ying Xuan's arm.

Ying Xuan took advantage of the situation, and his arm smashed into a dance, allowing the long whip to wrap around his arm, and then his palm jerked out and held the long whip tightly.

The scene was suddenly deadlocked, and when Ying Xuan was about to pull the long whip, he suddenly found that there were fine scales on the long whip, like snake scales on a white snake, which became extremely sharp at this moment, and a tingling sensation came, and it exuded a white gas.

Ying Xuan hurriedly let go, and the white long whip twisted strangely in the air again, and then stood straight, like a javelin, stabbing towards Ying Xuan's heart!

"So fast!

Ying Xuan secretly said in his heart, he didn't expect Xia Yubing to grow so fast, the long whip was weird and unpredictable, the power was extraordinary, and the attack was ruthless, and the move was fatal, compared with the previous Xia Yubing, it was like two people.

Gritting his teeth, Ying Xuan was no longer clumsy, he didn't want to be entangled here, so as not to have an accident, he took out the black sword fetus, a whimpering sword sound sounded in the temple, the sword qi erupted, breaking the long whip in front of him, and then took advantage of the situation to rush towards the temple door.

When the black sword fetus appeared, the afterglow in Ying Xuan's eyes could see the black shadow on the divine platform, and the black mist on his body surged, and he didn't know if he noticed anything.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the temple gate, and it whistled in an instant, with an uncomfortable aura, and it was extremely cold.

Ying Xuan's heart sank, the silence in the temple and the whistling outside were in stark contrast, how could there be a yin wind blowing into the temple at this time.

After the yin wind entered the temple, it did not stop, and went straight towards the black shadow on the altar, surging away. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.