The inner breath flows through the veins of the whole body, like a galloping wild horse coming out.

The strength seemed to break his whole body.

Qingling Dao Leader held his pulse, carefully checked his pulse, let go of his hand, and turned to come behind Yun Lingyan.

The same technique, but after a while, Yun Lingyan was as if he had been fished out of the water, panting.

On the neck, the green tendons on the forehead burst out, and the eyes were red and bloodshot.

"You only have one hour, and outside this dungeon, there are masters guarding it." Qingling Dao Chang bent down to pick up Ah Nan, looking at the two brothers who were stiff and slowly dressing with complicated expressions.

Yun Lingyan got dressed, his hands clenched, and his body tensed.

His mind was extremely awake because of the sharp pain in his veins.

Hearing the words of the Qingling Daoist, he slowly clenched the back socket, word by word, with the resoluteness of the fish dying in the net.

"Don't worry, my two brothers will definitely let you leave."

Yun Lingshao bit his lower lip and slammed the door open.

"Let's go!"

He was the first to sweep out.

"Who?" After not waiting, Yun Lingyan walked out of the dungeon, and dozens of black figures came quickly.

Yun Lingshao's footsteps did not stop, and he was breathing, and there was an explosive pain in the muscles and veins of his body.

He clenched his teeth, and his moves contained a strong killing intent, but with a single look, he killed three men in black.

"You guys, have you loosened your soft tendons?"

The black-clothed man in the lead, after being surprised, looked at Yun Lingshao's eyes with bloodshot and hideous expression, and denied what he had just said: "No, you don't have any herbs, you must have used other methods to temporarily restore your internal breath." ”

Yun Lingyan stepped forward, didn't bother to talk to him at all, and raced against time to kill the man in black.

Yun Lingshao looked sideways at Qingling Dao Chief: "Dao Chief, go!" ”

Qingling Dao Chang hugged Ah Nan tightly and followed Yun Lingshao away quickly.

"Stop them!"

The black-clothed man in the lead shouted, and in the moment of distraction, a sword light swept across his side face.

If he hadn't avoided it quickly, a piece of the flesh on his face would have been cut off.

Yun Lingyan dodged and stopped the black-clothed man who wanted to chase after the Spirit Dao Master.

He held the sword he had snatched from the man in black in his hand, the tip of the sword slanting downward, and drops of blood dripped down the tip of the sword.

"Your opponent is me."

"Kill him!" The man in black in the lead covered his side face and shouted angrily.

In an instant, the dungeon was swords, swords, and shadows.

The strong smell of blood, accompanied by the musty smell, and the stumps and severed arms that flew up from time to time converged into a picture of purgatory on earth.

Yun Lingshao escorted the Qingling Dao Elder to the exit.

Seeing that he was about to step out, a cold cold light shone directly at the door in front of him.

Yun Lingshao raised the long sword in his hand, infused his inner breath, and the tip of the sword went straight to the cold light.

"Bang-"

The screeching sound of blades grinding sounded.

Yun Lingshao's hand shook, and the sharp arrow glowing with cold light was broken in half by him.

"He is worthy of being the son of Yuehua Palace, and this martial arts cultivation is enough to be called a master in the world."

A cold voice came from the entrance.

Yun Lingshao held the long sword in his hand and stared at the entrance with a solemn expression.

Behind him, the Qingling Dao Master heard this voice, and his eyes burst with strange emotions.

His body was tense and trembling.

Holding Anan's hand, he unconsciously exerted his strength.

"Uh, it hurts......" Anan, who was in a coma, grabbed his hands weakly, and his little face was wrinkled.

The child's low cry of pain recalled the thoughts of the Pure Spirit Daoist.

He hurriedly looked down at Anan, his lowered eyelashes were constantly trembling, showing that he was not in a calm mood at this time.

A middle-aged man in a navy blue robe gathered at the entrance with dozens of black-clothed people.

"Qingling Dao Chief, or rather...... I should call you ......"

"Master......"

He tilted his head and looked at the Qingling Dao Elder who slowly stepped forward, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and mixed emotions crossed his eyes.

Master......

The two words with a strange tone were like thunder, exploding in Yun Lingshao's ears.

He tilted his head in a daze: "Dao Chief...... He ......"

Qingling Dao Leader raised his head and stared at the man standing against the light at the entrance, his expression returned to calm, and his tone was indifferent and detached: "I am not your master. ”

The man listened to the indifferent and detached voice of the Qingling Daoist, looked at the child he was holding in his arms, and the hands behind him clenched suddenly, covering them by the sleeves.

In front of him, he was sick when he was a child, and the Qingling Daoist held him in his arms like this.

The smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared, the curvature of his cheeks was tense, and his tone was filled with inexplicable emotion: "Dao Chief, is this a new disciple?" ”

"This is a poor matter, and it has nothing to do with Your Excellency." Qing Ling Dao Chang lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

Yun Lingshao took a step forward, the tip of his sword pointed at the man.

The man sneered: "Yun Lingshao, you are really stupid, you don't even know that you were used as a gun." ”

As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at the Qingling Dao Master.

Yun Lingshao glanced at Qingling Dao Elder and frowned.

The man took his look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile again.

However, before his smile could be fully raised, he froze at the corner of his lips.

Yun Lingshao looked at him again, with disgust between his eyebrows and eyes: "You used to be a disciple of the Dao Master, but you locked your master in this dark dungeon, you are not worthy of being a human child, you are simply not as good as a beast!" ”

Although he didn't know the entanglement between the Qingling Daoist and this man, he knew that the Qingling Daoist was a good person.

This man has obviously been in cahoots with Xiao Mingyi.

Betraying the teacher, switching to other forces, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, the beast is not as good!

When the man heard this, his body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

Immediately after, he smiled: "Kill." ”

The man in black behind him immediately rushed up when he heard his order.

Yun Lingshao held the long sword in his hand, blocking in front of the Qingling Dao Chief.

On his body, the color of his dirty robe gradually darkened.

The face gradually became pale.

But he still stuck in front of the Qingling Dao Chief.

The man watched more and more of his subordinates die under Yun Ling Shao's sword, and the hands behind him clenched tighter and tighter.

"Dao Chief, be careful!"

At this moment, a man in black broke through Yun Lingshao's defense and stabbed at the Qingling Dao Leader with a sword.

Qingling Dao Chief kept his head down, and when he heard Yun Lingshao's urgent shout, he raised his head, but he couldn't dodge because of the software in his body.

In his eyes, the reflection of the long sword that was getting closer and closer.

In the next second, he turned around sharply and firmly protected Anan in his arms, intending to use his back to resist the sword.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and his feet suddenly stopped.

At the last moment, a long sword, with a fierce cold light, shot straight out from the dungeon.

"Poof—"

The sound of a sword piercing into flesh rang out.

stabbed at the black-clothed man of the Qingling Dao Chief, and the tip of the sword just broke through the clothes on the back of the Qingling Dao Chief, and his body suddenly froze.

He looked down blankly, looking at the sword that pierced deep into his heart, the hilt still trembling.

After being slightly stunned, his body fell backwards and slammed heavily on the ground.

Almost at the same time, Yun Lingshao slashed his sword at the neck of the last man in black.

Blood spurted out, and the last man in black's eyes widened and fell to the ground.

Yun Lingshao knelt on one knee, his long sword propped up on the ground, and blood gradually gushed out of his mouth.

His vision gradually blurred.

In his blurred vision, he saw the man pick up a long sword and walk slowly.