There is no light in the mountains.

Dim and monotonous, although the eyes of the rising god were closed, the terrifying aura emanating from his body oppressed the entire heaven and earth.

It's as if you're about to break free from some kind of confinement at any moment.

Yin Wuyi sneered and looked at everything, even if you are a sword cultivator, or a great sword immortal from Sword Immortal City.

In front of the gods of Mingquan, they are just ants.

This is the hole card that the Yin Netherworld Sect was able to become the first sect of the Ghost Dao a hundred years ago, and even dared to be the enemy of the Academy.

This Mingquan deity may be real in the Nine Shadows, and Yin Wuyi doesn't care.

As long as it can be used for oneself, it is a tool.

On the mountainside, Wang Hu's face is like ashes.

Yin Wuyi was suspended in the air, quietly looking at the girl in front of him, and the whole person was like a ghost.

"Continuing to draw the sword can certainly delay the time for you to die, but it doesn't make sense, you are just the Jindan Realm, and you haven't even achieved the true hole, surrender to me..."

Yin Wuyi said proudly: "Your talent is rare in the world, and now that my Yin Sect has reappeared, as long as this seat can be blessed by that god, no one in the entire spiritual desolation will be able to shake the status of this seat, life and death are all in your choice."

Yang Pan'er was expressionless and ignored his words.

Zhao Ji sneered and said, "A hundred years ago, the saints of the academy covered the sky with one hand and killed all the disciples of the Yin Netherworld Sect, and you are just a ghost hiding in the ground, although our young lady's realm is not high, she is indeed a disciple of the Dao Sect, how can she look down on such a small family as the Yin Netherworld Sect."

Yin Wuyi chuckled, not angry, and pointed at Wang Hu who looked sluggish in the distance, and said, "That kid was born in the academy, but so what, you see, soon he will kneel at the foot of this seat, hoping to become a disciple of my Yin Netherworld Sect."

The words fell.

In the distance, Wang Hu's eyes moved, first at Yang Pan'er and his daughter, and then at the gods in the sky.

The next moment, Wang Hu pounced and knelt down.

"Disciple, I am willing to become a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, and I hope that the Ghost Saint Lord can cultivate."

His voice was not loud, but it was full of flattery, and the whole person was prostrate on the ground, like a dog.

"Hahaha!" Yin Wuyi laughed wildly.

What a bullshit mecca.

What is the academy that controls the world.

What a gentleman and a virtuous man.

The guy in front of him who is greedy for life and afraid of death is from the academy in the mouths of thousands of readers.

Benevolence, righteousness and morality are the biggest jokes in the whole world.

Zhao Ji's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but reprimand angrily: "You are a disciple of the academy, how can you be so greedy, and even kneel down and beg that ghost monk to spare your life, although I haven't read any books, I also know what it means to be courteous, righteous and shameful."

Wang Hu raised his head and said with a cruel smile: "What do you know as a fox demon, the one who knows the times is a handsome master, and being able to become a disciple of the Ghost Saint Lord is something that many people in the world want but can't get."

"That broken academy, there are too many rules, do you know the origin of the ghost saint lord occupying this body, he was born Sun John, in terms of status, in terms of identity, he is higher than me in the academy, and he is a closed disciple under the sage seat."

Yin Wuyi was silent, he took away this body, and it was indeed called Sun Ruowang.

Regarding his story, Yin Wuyi is not very clear, but he brutally annihilated all the memories that belonged to Sun Ruowang.

Then he came all the way to Lishan and opened a hole in the mountain guarding array.

At this time, when I heard Wang Hu talk about it, I was also interested.

As for the woman who was constantly accumulating sword intent, she turned a blind eye to the conversation between the two.

There is not much sword intent left behind by Shen Yu, and his realm is only the Jindan realm, and if he wants to break the game, there is no possibility at all.

Maybe Shen Yu didn't think that Wang Hu would choose to surrender on his knees.

Because the disciples of the academy have always had morality in their hearts, they would never do such a thing.

But today, Wang Hu chose to bend his knees.

Yang Paner had no choice, and the reason why Shen Yu didn't choose to be one with herself

There must be more important things to do when fighting against Yin Yin.

And if you let Yin Wujiao go to the top of Lishan with innocence.

Yang Paner guessed that maybe this was the scene that Shen Yu didn't want to see.

So, even if you fight to the death, you have to stop it.

The little girl's mind was very simple, she saw Shen Yu for the first time from Qianliu City, and then went out for the Yang family, and was knocked away by the sword saint of Broken Blade Mountain.

After that, the Yang family was forced to leave, traveled all the way west to Xizhou, and after being displaced, they met again.

Yang Paner didn't tell Shen Yu about the story in between.

It's not because that guy doesn't want to listen, but because Yang Paner wants to come, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

There is no need to read it.

In her heart, it has always been a belief.

But it is always impossible to say or describe.

That day in Xiguan, he once asked Shen Yu where his sword heart was.

The guy didn't answer, just said something.

Peace of mind.

Yang Paner didn't understand.

...

During the session, Wang Hu Langlang said, "Lord Ghost Saint, although you have taken away Sun Ruowang, I don't know why he was sent to Lishan, or why the academy let a person who is not even a gentleman come here to sit here."

Yin Wuyi said in a deep voice, "I really don't know."

Wang Hu said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother Sun didn't do anything, although the realm was only one step away from the realm of a gentleman, but it was this step that made his Dao heart deviate, and he did something that was normal for others, but for the academy, it was indeed a deviant event."

Yin Wuyi became interested, he glanced around, everything was under control.

Even if the little girl's sword intent was a hundred times stronger, she couldn't reach the level of the sword immortal in Sword Immortal City, and at this time, Li Mountain was completely shrouded by the Nine Shadows, even if it was the saint of the academy himself, it was impossible to open the place where the Mingquan God was seated.

As for that Dao disciple.

Ghost Cao, that guy is much more ruthless than himself.

And most importantly, he needs to wait.

Qingbaijian is now taken away by Ghost Cao, this Confucian treasure is born to restrain ghost cultivation, and the opening of Lishan also needs this Confucian treasure.

At this time, Ghost Cao went in first, and waited until the time when Qingbai Jian appeared again.

It's time to leave.

During this time.

It's not boring to hear the story of the former owner of this body.

With a slight finger of his right hand, a black qi shot out in an instant, imprisoning Zhao Ji in the distance.

The latter didn't have time to dodge, only felt that the demonic power in his body was frozen by some strange aura, and his whole body fell softly.

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, glaring angrily at the ghost cultivator in front of her, but she found that she couldn't even say a voice.

Obviously, Yin Wuyi felt that this woman was licking and told her to shut up early.

"A four-tailed fox demon dares to roam around in the land of Middle-earth."

Yin stood with his hands in his hands and said coldly.

After doing this little thing, he turned around, glanced at Wang Hu, and said with a smile: "It's still early, but you can tell me how deviant this body is."