The one who caught the punch of the Lord of the Temple of Mourning was the person who came out of the ball of the Sun and Moon Blood Vine Flower, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and his white and handsome face had a smile, looking at the stunned Lord of the Temple of Mourning, and said: "Xiao Fan? haha, you should be called the Master of the Temple of Compassion now, haha." I can see you as soon as I come out, I really have a big bad relationship with you, haha. ”

The strange man let go of his hand and sent it forward, and the Lord of the Temple of Mourning withdrew his fist and landed beside Xiao Qiwen and Su Hai.

The Lord of the Mourning Temple squinted at the strange man and said gloomily, "You are Ye Xueheng?"

Su Hai and Xiao Qiwen beside him also stared at the strange man, and their breathing became a little short in an instant.

Everyone in the Twelfth Family knew that Ye Xueheng suddenly disappeared back then, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he suddenly appeared at this time, which was really surprising, and besides, the relationship between the Lord of the Temple of Mourning and Su Hai and Ye Xueheng was even more unusual.

The strange man didn't pay attention to the master of the temple, he saluted Su Hai and said: "Father-in-law, I, Ye Xueheng, consider myself a hero, but I failed to protect the woman I love the most, and I really can't ask for your forgiveness, but now I have something to worry about, and I ask you to keep my life temporarily." ”

Tears flowed from Su Hai's eyes, his son-in-law is half a son, in the past ten years, he has united the Ye family several times, and at the same time mobilized all the connections of the Su family to find news of Ye Xueheng. Although Su Yanzi died, he still hoped that Ye Xueheng would live, at least, not to let his daughter die, not to know whether the man he loved the most was alive or dead, and not to let his daughter have the last concern in this life, her son would become a fatherless and motherless orphan.

It's a pity that it backfired, after so many years, countless energy was spent, but there was no news of Ye Xueheng, but I didn't expect that here, I inadvertently found my son-in-law.

"Hmph, spare your life? If you really love Yan Zi, you should have gone with her in the first place, it is already a gift to let you survive for so long, go down and make amends to Yan Zi. The Lord of the Temple of Mourning had red eyes, and his voice was low as if he was about to fall off the ice ballast.

With a clapping of his hands, the bright golden light shone in his hands, and the power of heaven and earth that had originally surrounded Ye Xueheng also trembled. The golden light surrounded the body of the Lord of the Temple of Mourning as if it were substance, and the surging power centered on him spread out in a circle.

The sound of "bang, bang" came from the golden light, and the golden light gradually dissipated, only to see that the master of the Temple of Mourning was wrapped in golden chains, and there were two huge golden hoops hanging on his wrists.

"Hey, Natal Venerable?" Su Hai and Xiao Qiwen gasped and said incredulously.

"Natal Venerable Weapon, Mourning Bondage. A high voice came from the mouth of the Lord of the Temple of Mourning.

Natal Venerable Weapon, no one knows how this thing came about. The only thing I know is that when I cultivate to the Venerable level, there will be a certain probability of having a Natal Venerable Weapon, and a Venerable above the seventh rank will basically have a Natal Venerable Weapon. But even so, the Venerable Beings who possess the Natal Venerable Weapon account for at most one percent of the Venerable Beings.

There are thousands of forms of natal venerable weapons, and the power performance is also different, and the currently known natal venerable weapons are mainly divided into three types:

Weapon system, the form is a weapon, extremely powerful, not inferior to high-level venerable weapons, only weaker than the six major artifacts, is the most common form.

Nature, the form of fire, wind, lightning and other natural phenomena, the way of use is only from person to person, but the effect is peculiar, for people with high-grade weapons, its role may be greater than the weapon system.

Life system, in the form of a variety of animals and plants, and the master's mind is connected, is the best helper in battle, but its strength is generally only about eighty percent of the master, and it is more of a test of the user's distraction skills. If used correctly, it will definitely have a huge advantage in battle.

There is also a type called the fusion system, which is essentially one of the systems, but due to the user's unique method of use, it can span two or even three lines, and is considered to be the highest form of the natal deity.

The Lord of the Mourning Temple looked at Ye Xueheng with a cruel smile on his face, and said, "Coward, it is also your honor to die under my natal venerable, Mourning Bondage, Zhan!"

With the shouting of the Lord of the Temple of Mourning, the golden Mourning Rope flew out of his body violently, like two pythons that had been hungry for several days, rushing towards Ye Xueheng.

"Insect carving skills. Ye Xueheng stretched out his right hand, and two blood vines flew out from behind him, meeting the two mourning ropes that flew in.

"Hmph, do you think that your kind of unpopular thing can stop my Mourning Rope?" The Mourning Temple Master's hands were raised violently, and the speed of the two golden Mourning Ropes surged, and they came to the Blood Vine in an instant.

"Poof, poof. Without any obstruction, the Mourning Rope smashed the two blood vines that flew over, and then continued to shoot towards Ye Xueheng at an extremely fast speed.

"Oh. With a smile on his face, Ye Xueheng jumped upwards and dodged the shackles of affection. The hand of the master of the Mourning Temple was raised slightly, and the mourning rope that flew forward was folded at an angle of one hundred and thirty degrees, and continued to chase Ye Xueheng in the air.

I saw Ye Xueheng's waist bent, and the whole person was like a flying flocculent, turning gracefully in the air, and with a slight displacement, he let the flying mourning rope brush his body and shoot into the air again.

The golden mourning rope kept changing angles in the air, making a "rustling" sound of breaking the sky, and Ye Xueheng was like a butterfly, constantly tossing and turning in the air. Although it seemed that every time he narrowly avoided the death rope that was shot, several people present were the top masters on the mainland, so it was natural to understand that he did it on purpose.

Being able to control their bodies so perfectly in the air without any power is such an ability, the three of them ask themselves, but no one can do it.

The face of the Lord of the Temple of Mourning was pale, his arm was slightly bent, and the two Mourning Ropes returned to him, revolving around him, like a cage trapped in him.

"Hey, don't you want to play? A few more times, I guess I won't be able to avoid it. Ye Xueheng continued to smile and looked at the Master of the Mourning Temple.

"Hmph, these years of shrinking in this kind of place, and making ridiculous rumors like the sun, moon, and blood vine flowers, is your reliance on this monkey kung fu that hides and dodges? Ye Xueheng, don't think that if you have something to rely on, I will retreat, even if you have reached the extreme of martial arts and are invincible in the world, I want you to know that my anger and my hatred will not end so easily. Today, either you die or I die!"

The violent energy erupted from the body of the Temple of Mourning, and under the impact of this powerful energy, the Mourning Rope made a tooth-aching "squeak" sound, and then "clicked" to shatter, turning into golden dust, spread all over the forest, floating around Ye Xueheng's body.

"The dust has settled. ”