When they reacted to the meaning of Xianxian's words, the audience was in an uproar!

- Can Yuyang Immortal Monarch really bring Yin Yan back to life from the dead?

Yin Yan was not seriously injured, but two swords pierced his heart, and he was taken by the Qingjian real person for a few days and nights, although he could keep his body incorruptible with spiritual power, but he was really dead and couldn't die anymore.

The immortal hung the cold sword on his waist, staring coldly and indifferently at the green sword real person in mid-air.

"If I can bring Yin Yan back to life, and you hear him tell the truth with your own ears, and the person who killed him is not my disciple Ji Fenglin, what should you do?"

Someone gritted his teeth and said: "You really have such a supernatural ability, what if we are willing to serve your Immortal Peak as the first sect from now on!" ”

The immortal shook his head: "It's not enough to just worship Immortal Peak as the first sect. Our sect has always been the leader of the cultivation realm, and it was and will be. ”

“…… So how do you want to! ”

The immortal only said: "When Yin Shaozong is rescued, I will personally get back an apology." ”

The Qingjian real person was suspicious and asked Yin Yan's body to be sent to her, and then night fell, and tens of thousands of monks and swords were stagnant in mid-air, like tens of thousands of stars shining in the night sky.

Xianxian didn't need to light the lamp, she sat cross-legged on the ground, uncovered the white cloth covering Yin Yan's body, and her fingertips fell on his cold forehead.

- In this world, everything has a cause and effect cost.

She could feel that Yin Yan died because of Ji Fenglin, but not by him. But Ji Fenglin's immortal peak was defeated, and Tao Renyi's blood was splashed in front of the palace, and these things would turn into the sins of the young man.

Only by saving Yin Yan's life will everything return to the original point - the kindness owed by the original owner to Ji Fenglin in his previous life will also be redeemed with it.

As the most brilliant monk in hundreds of years, the original owner knew a secret art of exchanging lives for lives......

Xianxian closed her eyes slightly.

Everyone held their breath, only to see the starry light emerge from the snow-robed figure, melting towards Yin Yan little by little.

The blood hole in Yin Yan's heart has really gradually healed!

But someone with sharp eyes found that the fairy hair was scattered at some point, and a jet-black green silk began to turn white from the ends of the hair, and there were years passing on her body.

After a while, Yin Yan's eyelids moved slightly, he opened his eyes in a trance, and only heard a cold voice ask him: "The person who killed you is Ji Fenglin?" ”

Yin Yan immediately recalled the scene when Ji Fenglin left on tiptoe, and Yuehua pierced him through his heart with a sword, and immediately said excitedly: "It's not Ji Fenglin, it's ......."

Xian Xian didn't let him continue to speak.

As long as it's not Ji Fenglin, it doesn't matter who it is.

Hear the words.

The cultivators who came to crusade against Immortal Peak suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little cramped and embarrassing.

But except for the Qingjian Zhenren, he stared at the snow-robed figure on the ground, keenly feeling that the aura of the immortal was getting weaker and weaker every moment, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

The Yuanying power of the Immortal Peak is no longer helpful, so simply destroy the Immortal Peak...

Qingjian Zhenren glanced at the several sect masters behind him.

In the moment before feeling the malice, the fairy slapped Yin Yan, who was still confused, back into the hall with a palm, and faced the sudden attack of tens of thousands of monks alone.

"It's time for me to apologize."

The sect she guards, how can she allow others to trample on and destroy it?

The fairy took a half step back, his fingertips fell on the hilt of the sword, and then he drew his sword on the ground and swung out the most amazing sword in thousands of years!

Her face was cold, and the sudden burst of sword light obscured her king-like smile.

I only heard her raise her voice: "Those who dare to step on my master's door will die!" ”

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