On the peak of Elder Han, a woman had already cried into a tearful person.

"Grandpa, why do you have to kill Yang Chen!" Han Ruxue's pretty face was full of pear blossoms, and her appearance was sad.

Seeing this, Han Huasheng was helpless, and scolded Yang Chen even more in his heart, and only a few days after coming to Dongtian hooked his granddaughter's heart.

"He killed hundreds of our cave heavens, and even more than fifty true disciples, if you don't kill him, it will be difficult for the cave master to explain to my tens of thousands of disciples in the cave heaven. ”

"He just killed a true disciple, you forced him behind, if he doesn't kill people, you will kill him too!" Han Ruxue looked at Han Huasheng with a sad expression.

"You!"

Hanwha is angry.

"He has entered the Misty Mountains, and he will definitely die, and now he can't save him even if he wants to. ”

That's all he can say.

"It's all you, if it weren't for you, Yang Chen wouldn't have died, woo woo ....... The tears in Han Ruxue's eyes slipped down like a kite with a broken string.

She knew that the reason why Yang Chen knocked her out was because she was afraid that she would be embarrassed.

The clean and gentle smile seemed to still exist in front of her, but the man was gone.

No one can enter the Misty Mountains and come out.

She didn't know why she was so sad, it seemed that the figure of the young man had been in her heart these days, until she completely broke out when she heard of his death.

"Someone, take the young lady back to the room!" Han Huasheng couldn't explain, so he could only command.

"Yes, sir. Two maidservants walked out from both sides and came to Han Ruxue's side.

"Miss, let's go back to our room. ”

"I hate you!" Han Ruxue glanced at Han Huasheng, didn't care about the two maidservants, and hid her face and left.

After a long time, Han Huasheng sighed and turned to leave.

At this moment, in a valley in the Misty Mountain Range, Yang Chen was lying quietly.

He felt a large amount of sword qi fly into the dense fog when he slashed down the mad knife, but he didn't react in the slightest, like mud flowing into the sea.

At that time, he guessed that there was a formation in these mist formations, isolating the misty mountains from the outside world.

That's why he dared to throw out the four-layer handprint talisman, otherwise someone else wouldn't have killed him, but would have put himself in it.

However, Yang Chen didn't expect that incomplete four-layer handprint talisman to blow up the three Six Tribulation Chongxiao to death, but since he was forced into the Misty Mountain Range, he naturally wouldn't let them feel better.

Of course, the cost is enormous.

Feng Cai's sword qi hit Yang Chen directly, not penetrating through the body like others, but drilling into his body entirely, constantly raging in the body, and he didn't know how many tendons and veins were broken.

In this way, the sword qi was destroyed in the body, and the vitality pill continued to be repaired, and Yang Chen even took out millions of spirit stones from the storage ring, absorbing and restoring spiritual power while using spiritual power to consume sword qi.

Now his whole body is broken, he can't move at all, and the thirty-two Shi Dan in his body are empty.

The most terrible thing is that in the sea of souls, although the doom token did not spit out the doom again, but the doom in the sky did not have the slightest intention of going back.

This shows that Yang Chen's bad luck is not over.

As soon as his mind moved, the doppelganger prints in his body danced, and around him, a large amount of spiritual energy was extracted from the pile of spirit stones, and one by one the doppelgangers condensed, a total of twenty-four doppelgangers were condensed.

The first layer of the handprint is composed of two doppelganger seals outside the dantian, and the second-layer handprint is formed by the fusion of two first-layer handprints, and the three handprints are formed by the fusion of two second-layer handprints.

Outside the Misty Mountain Range, Yang Chen melted a four-layer handprint rune, consuming eight handprint runes at once, without the handprint runes, the clone naturally couldn't condense it.

Twenty-four doppelgangers collided in pairs, and then collided in pairs, directly fusing into six clones equivalent to the two tribulations.

With the six clones, Yang Chen's heart breathed a sigh of relief, and the spiritual power and medicinal power in his body continued to dissolve the raging sword qi.

That Feng Cai was worthy of being a monk who rushed into the sky with six tribulations, and just like that, a piece of sword qi directly turned into dozens of paths in Yang Chen's body, destroying it frantically.

Bursts of sharp pain came from his body, and one of Yang Chen's faces was already numb and expressionless, and he used his spiritual power to surround and intercept the dozens of sword qi.

However, this sword qi was not like Bai Changfeng's colorful poison, it only destroyed two rounds, and it quickly dissipated after being consumed by Yang Chen's spiritual power and isolated.

Even the sword qi of the Six Tribulations could not last forever with other people's bodies, and Yang Chen had to be a little surprised by Bai Changfeng's kind of colorful poison.

The poison was still fresh in his memory, it took more than half an hour, and if it weren't for Yang Chen's continuous spiritual power, it might even take longer.

He suddenly felt that he had underestimated Bai Changfeng, that sinister handsome boy.

But now he didn't have time to think so much, the sword qi dissipated, and he immediately mobilized the medicinal power of the vitality pill and began to repair the muscles and veins of his body.

Only now did he have the leisure to use his clone to look at his surroundings.

It's a valley, and the fog barrier isn't as thick as the edge of the Misty Mountains, so you can get a good view of the whole valley.

There was a small stream in the valley, the water was black, and Yang Chen was now lying in the weeds on the bank.

There were far more than Yang Chen lying on the shore, there were countless corpses densely packed, some had turned into white bones, some were rotting, and some were clean, but a green face showed that he was dead.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless corpses and bones all over the ground.

Yang Chen, who had killed countless people, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this tragic situation, for no other reason, there were no injuries on everyone's bodies.

There were no scars, not even signs of struggle.

All died quietly.

This strange way of dying made Yang Chen feel creepy.

A gust of yin wind struck, but the fog barrier in the space seemed to be fixed here, blowing the clothes on Yang Chen's body, but it couldn't blow the fog barrier in the air.

Yang Chen's ears suddenly moved, and he listened carefully.

Rustling

Not far away, there was a slight sound of footsteps, approaching here.

He was slightly startled in his heart, and the six doppelgangers guarding next to him immediately walked out and walked cautiously towards the source of the sound.

Along the way, a few dry bones made a crisp clicking sound, which added a bit of weirdness to the valley.

It seemed that the doppelganger's movements startled the source of the sound, and the rustling suddenly stopped, and the person stopped.

However, Yang Chen still faintly saw a black shadow in the mist, ordinary people were tall and short, like a person, standing there quietly.

The clone continued to walk forward, the black shadow retreated, the clone stopped, the black shadow stopped.

The two are at a stalemate.

After trying a few times to no avail, Yang Chen simply controlled the clone to stand there without moving, concentrating on recovering the muscles and veins of his whole body.

Half an hour later, the Vitality Pill finally fully recovered its muscles and veins, and the spiritual power of the thirty-two Fruit Pills in his body was also completely full, and Yang Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this unfamiliar environment, only strength can bring some security to yourself.

But he still didn't feel right, it was too smooth, it shouldn't have been so smooth.

A large cloud of doom in the soul sea was still there, and this misty mountain range was not so simple, but he had indeed recovered.

Yang Chen said in his heart that maybe he was too worried, and as soon as he wanted to get up, a feeling of dizziness immediately hit him, and the scenery in front of him was erratic.

"What's going on!" Yang Chen was shocked in his heart, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, only then did he sober up a lot.

However, he could no longer move, and as soon as he moved, a strong dizziness would immediately come from all over his body.

What's going on?

Yang Chen was lying on the ground, his divine sense swept over his body, his internal organs were normal, his dantian was normal, his muscles and veins were normal, and his flesh and blood were normal, so what was going on with this feeling of dizziness?

"Chen'er. ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from Yang Chen's ears, and he was shocked when he heard it, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

"Master!"

As soon as Yang Chen's words fell, in front of his eyes, Nan Ion slowly appeared, but at this moment, Nan Ion no longer had the fairy wind Dao bone of the past, but was covered in blood and had a hideous face.

"Chen'er, come down and accompany you as a teacher. Nan Ion handed out a sword, and drops of blood fell from his hand, smashing to the ground as if making a deafening sound.

"Master, how did you become like this?" Yang Chen looked at Nan Ion in disbelief.

"The path of cultivation is a ruthless and unrighteous path of killing, killing people, killing yourself!" Nan Ion's voice was cold and ruthless.

"Aren't you going to get stronger, aren't you going to save Ling'er and Sun Tian? ”

"Dream?" Yang Chen tilted his head and looked at Nan Ion's cold and cruel face, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"It's a dream, wake up, you're still in the heart of the peak. Nan Ion's face also softened, and he said softly.

"Wake up, Chen'er......"

The blood-stained hilt of the sword was sent to Yang Chen, and he reached out to take it.

"Is it really a dream?" Yang Chen held the sword in his hand and muttered softly.

From the Forbidden Forest, Liuyun City, to Liufeng City, Hongxia Mountain. and then to the blessed land of the rock wilderness, the cold and yin, the cave sky......

Scenes continue to pass in front of you, all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the warmth and coldness of people are so real.

"Wake up, I've been waiting for you for a long time at Luoxin Peak. Nan Ion slowly reached out and gently stroked the top of Yang Chen's head, without the coldness of Fang Cai, but with a lot more kindness.

If there were outsiders here, they would definitely see Yang Chen still lying on the ground, and the brilliance in his eyes was slowly dissipating.

"Wake up, wake up, you are in Luoxin Peak, Sun Tian is also in Luoxin Peak, Ling'er is still waiting for you in Wusheng Peak, there, no matter what happens, there is a master, and no one can touch you. ”

Nanion's words became more and more ethereal, as if they were in my ears, and they seemed to come from far away.

"Where am I, am I waking up?" Yang Chen's spirit became more and more trance-like.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded in his mind, and that image appeared again.

"No one can take you, no one can ......"

"You're not going to die, I'm not going to let you die!"

A roar of all his might, as if he was a trapped beast in despair.

Yang Chen's heart was shocked, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the darkness and saw a huge octagonal altar.

That's where the sound came from.

As soon as the altar appeared, a vastness, full of irresistible majesty, overwhelmingly came.

Nan Ion seemed to see something, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Lord...... The breath of the Lord?"

"Huh?" his momentum on his side relaxed, and Yang Chen on the other side suddenly came to his senses.