At this moment, the Mourning Star Monarch's face was as dead as ashes.

At the moment when Yang Ning took the sword just now, from the bronze short sword, he felt a very strong revenant aura.

How tough is it?

And yourself is a grade.

In other words, among the souls of the dead under the bronze dagger, there are beings of the same level as themselves.

Not only that, but what made the Mourning Star Monarch's back chill was the time when he felt the breath of the dead soul!

It was not the first minute, nor the next minute, but the moment Yang Ning took the sword, he felt it.

He is a god of mourning, there are countless ghosts around him, and his spiritual sense is very keen on soul breath.

But this kind of keenness, when he encountered the bronze short sword, it actually failed!

The Mourning Star Monarch immediately realized that the bronze short sword was keeping pace with the white-clothed young man!

The young man in white retracted his breath, and the bronze sword followed suit.

The young man in white went up the mountain with a sword, and the bronze sword exuded a breath that deterred him!

Good fellow, what a loyal and flexible sword!

Looking at Yang Ning, who was going up the mountain step by step, the frightened Mourning Xingjun even forgot that Yang Ning had already reported his name to him just now, and he said tremblingly: "Come, whoever comes has a name!" ”

From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, Yang Ning walked out of the distance in one step.

Listening to the voice of the Mourning Gate Xingjun, he said again: "Yang Ning." ”

After speaking, he thought for a while, and then asked, "Are you the eight characters of your birthday?" ”

Mourning Star: "......"

Mourning Xingjun felt that he seemed to have heard this name before?

He subconsciously said: "Impossible, impossible, you can't be that Yang Ning......"

"Your name is the same as someone's?"

Syllable!

A pair of black and white figures appeared from the side of the mourning Xingjun, and Bai Wuchang made a blind gesture to him, and Hei Wuchang said anxiously: "The mourning master!" ”

"Run! It's not a duplicate name! ”

"It's that Yang, it's that person!"

Hearing this, Xingjun raised his head suddenly, and when he looked at Yang Ning again, he was like a man on his back, and his face was full of cold sweat!

In this short moment, Yang Ning took a few steps and had already reached the mountainside.

It is only a hundred meters away from the Mourning Gate Star.

He looked at the Mourning Gate Xingjun and said curiously, "You, why don't you call me by my name?" ”

Mourning Star: "......"

Yang Ning: "Your name, I haven't walked up to you yet." ”

“......”

Yang Ning was a little impatient, "Are you screaming or not?" ”

Xingjun opened his mouth, his upper and lower teeth fought, and his tongue bit several times, and he couldn't pronounce a single word.

Yang Ning looked at the distance between the two and seemed to understand something.

Then, Yang Ning did not continue to move forward, but took a step back, and with this step, he withdrew hundreds of meters.

"Alright, Mourning Star-King, you can call this time."

Yang Ning's fluttering voice came into the ears of the Mourning Gate Xingjun, who took a deep breath and found that his mouth and tongue had regained control and he could really speak again.

However, this mourning star monarch was trembling, and he didn't dare to call Yang Ning's name no matter what.

Under the mountain road, Yang Ning looked at the mourning gate Xingjun above the mountain road, obviously he was below and the mourning gate was above, but the momentum between the two was diametrically opposite.

Beside the Mourning Gate Xingjun, Lu Yang watched all this silently, smiled with relief, and slowly closed his eyes.

Syllable!

On his hand, another red rope broke.

The mind is broken, and he dies by himself.

Immediately, Lu Yang opened his eyes again.

The three red ropes have all been broken, and now, he only has one last life left.

Standing up, holding a tattered flying knife, Lu Yang turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

After Lu Yang left, Yang Ning glanced up at the auspicious clouds above Wensheng Mountain, and waved the bronze sword in his hand casually-

In the next second, the auspicious clouds dispersed.

Yang Ning smiled and said to Xingjun of the mourning gate: "Xingjun, don't think about it, you can't go back." ”

"Let's think about what form we are going to stay in this world, right?"

After speaking, Yang Ning looked at the crow feather robe on the mourning gate Xingjun and said, "I think, this feather robe is not bad, and it is quite beautiful to hang on my wall." ”

Mourning Star: "......"

"I—I'm just here to get an auspicious rui, no, it shouldn't be like this!"

Yang Ning was puzzled: "Huh? Just take an auspicious rui? Then why did you kill my general? ”

Without saying a word, the god of mourning immediately released the ghosts of Gao Zhong and Yang Zaixing.

was originally a yin general, and after the two yin spirits came out, they immediately regained their murderous momentum!

After experiencing the battle with the immortals, the momentum of these two even increased slightly.

This is a peerless brave general, as long as he doesn't die, he will only get stronger and stronger.

Yang Ning beckoned to the two and said, "The two generals continue to go up the mountain, this immortal is a bit tricky, I need to deal with him for a while." ”

Mourning Star: "......"

In a short period of time, this is the first time he has been speechless.

Gao Zhong and Yang Zaixing bowed their hands to Yang Ning, and the two of them rode up the mountain.

Yang Ning continued to ask, "I heard that Xingjun still wants to shelter this Qichuan Academy?" ”

The mourning door trembled and said: "Take and take people's benefits, and help people solve problems!" ”

Yang Ning: "It doesn't matter if the other party has done something unconscionable?" ”

Mourning door: "Immortals don't care, don't care about human affairs." ”

The more he spoke, the more frightened he became, and the cold sweat on his body was already wet inside and out of the crow feather robe.

Yang Ning closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said lightly: "So ......"

"If I'm not as good as Xingjun today, then this academy has escaped another catastrophe, hasn't it?"

The Mourning Star Monarch was speechless.

Yang Ning himself nodded and said, "Then it seems that Xingjun and I, Yang Ning, still have a fate, Xingjun, call it." ”

The Mourning Gate Xingjun was suddenly stunned, "What?!" ”

Yang Ning said impatiently: "You immortals still have bad hearing? ”

"I say, you can call it!"

"If you don't scream, won't you leave yourself with regrets if you lose for a while-"

Yang Ning's words were still being spoken, and there was already an expression of ecstasy on the face of the Mourning Sect Xingjun over there!

He didn't hesitate at all this time, and shouted loudly—

"Dad!!"

Yang Ning: "......"

The sound of the immortals was like rolling thunder, echoing up and down this Wensheng Mountain, and it was heard for a long time.

This time, it was Yang Ning's turn to be speechless.

He was a little shocked by the shamelessness of the Mourning Star Monarch in front of him.

Yang Ning asked in disbelief, "You, what are you calling me?" ”

Mourning Xingjun said excitedly: "Dad! You made me scream?! ”

Yang Ning said angrily: "Zhang Guifang! ”

This time he shouted, it was the real name of the Mourning Star Monarch!

"You're a fairy!"

"The immortal who has been canonized!"

"How can you be so shameless! You-"

"Huh? Hey, hey! Y-What's wrong with you?! ”

"I'm telling you, even if you lie down, you'll have to scream at me today!"

On the mountainside, Zhang Guifang, the star monarch of the mourning gate, covered his heart and slowly fell to the ground.

Soon after, the god's ghost left his body.

Yang Ning: "??? ”

"No, you—how can you say that death is death?"

"I—Didn't I just call your name?"

"I didn't do anything!"

......