"It's beautiful, you are my three-year-old child! If you want to live, exchange the immortal method given to you by the Heavenly Heart Ancestor. Yang Xia's expression was very cold, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he opened his mouth to ask for the cultivation method of the Yuan Spirit Technique.

"Impossible, the laws of the Tianxin Sect are never passed on, they are all prohibited, and the Yuan Spirit Technique is even more so, don't even think about it. Lin Jinghuan refused without thinking about it, her spiritual platform has a prohibition, if she leaks the Heavenly Heart Sect's Fa Mei Spiritual Platform, it will explode and die immediately.

"Then don't blame me Baozi, second uncle, kill him for me. Yang Xia was ruthless, it was impossible to let Lin Jinghuan leave alive, he knew that if this woman left this place safely, Yujia Village would definitely be slaughtered by her, and even his own life might not be guaranteed.

After Yang Xia's voice fell, the second master opened his mouth that had long been decayed, and the rolling catastrophe turned into a whirlwind, pointing directly at Lin Jinghuan, the catastrophe covered the sky and the sun, and countless faces wailed in the whirlwind, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Lin Jinghuan's jade face appeared in despair, she raised her pretty face and shouted: "Ancestor save me." At the same time, the center of the eyebrows cracked and flowed blood, and the soul spell shattered, and in an instant, a huge coercion permeated, and the sky was full of brilliance, and a beam of golden light erupted from Lin Jinghuan's eyebrows, which was full of ten thousand.

The collision of the calamity wind and the immortal light of the ten thousand paths made this far north land into a mixed cave of yin and yang, the left side was as bright as the polar day, and the right side was as black as ink.

A layer of spiritual light came out of the back of the second uncle's head to protect Yang Xia, who was blowing up, but Lin Jinghuan was shrouded in a halo of white colors, floating in the air like an eternal immortal.

Yang Xia was dumbfounded, the boss with his mouth open, his body was trembling, he was in deep awe of the power of the cultivators, they were really destroying the world and omnipotent, if it weren't for the second master to protect him, this collision would be enough to steam him into ashes and turn him into dust between heaven and earth.

"Unexpectedly, there are still immortals in the mortal world...."In the aftermath of Fawei, Yang Xia heard a low sigh in the air, if the god sighed, thundered, and the roar in his brain continued, when he looked up, above the sky, a figure sat cross-legged among the clouds, surrounded by various divine rings behind him, if the god king came to the world, what surprised Yang Xia the most was that this figure looked far away, but it felt very close, omnipresent, Yang Xia wanted to try to see this person's face but couldn't see it clearly, hazy.

"Tianxin Ancestor!" The state of the second master at this time also surprised Yang Xia, he was no longer a human head, but used the supreme law to transform a body, this body has thick eyebrows and big eyes, hair is flying, hands over the knees, the body is magnificent, standing between heaven and earth, his law body is undulating, the universe Dao map, the stars Zhou Tian, Senluo hell, all kinds of visions appear in the supreme Dharma body.

"It turned out to be an obsession, is it it that keeps you in the world?" Tianxin Ancestor snapped his fingers, rescued Lin Jinghuan and stood at his side, he said a leisurely word, looked at the bronze hall under the ten thousand feet, and the purple glow in his pupils swayed.

"Tianxin, can you fight? The second master did not answer the Heavenly Heart Ancestor, and turned into a supreme Dharma body, eager for a battle.

"Why are you fighting?" Tianxin was silent, spied on the bronze hall for a long time, and asked leisurely.

"Why.... Why do I want to fight, why do I want to fight....." a simple question, but the second master was at a loss, two green flames appeared in his eyes, and he looked back and looked at Yang Xia, at this moment, Yang Xia's hair stood upside down, and his skin was cold, because, at this moment, the second master was no longer the crazy and ignorant human head, but a peerless powerhouse who was conscious and powerful, and Yang Xia could even see the cold green flame in his pupils changing and beating.

When the second uncle stared at Yang Xia, Tianxin's eyes also looked at him, being spied on by two peerless powerhouses like this, the corners of Yang Xia's lips were bitter, the bones all over his body "creaked", and his body was about to collapse, this kind of pressure was too huge, not something that he could bear as a mortal.

"That's right..... You, you are too bold..."Lin Jinghuan explained everything to the ancestor at the right time, so that Tianxin was speechless for a long time, and could only comment on Yangxia with a sentence that he was too bold.

"That's it, that's it..."In the end, in the eyes of the second master, a ray of depression appeared, he didn't do anything to Yang Xia, but dispersed the supreme law body, turning into a lonely human head, and the yin wind gusted.

"Fellow Daoist, come with me. Tianxin stared at the human head again, and his words were like thunder.

"Why?" he replied coldly after listening to the words of the Heavenly Heart Ancestor.

Tianxin Old Ancestor Zhizhu was in his hand, and began to transmit the sound, and the conversation between the two peerless powerhouses was unknown to Yangxia, but as time went by, the blue flame in the pupils of the second master burned like a dragon flame, and the blazing light rose from the empty eyes, and after listening to the sound of Tianxin for a long time, he finally nodded, willing to leave with Tianxin.

Yang Xia stood on the devastated ground, looking up at the second master leaving, disappearing here with the Tianxin Ancestor, his heart was stunned, and before he could breathe a sigh, a white-clothed figure floated down, it was Lin Jinghuan, she did not leave with the Tianxin Ancestor and the second master, but stared at him with a cold heart.

"You ......" Yang Xia sensed deep malice in Lin Jinghuan's eyes, he swallowed his saliva, took a few steps back, and felt bitter in his heart, now that the second master left with the heart of heaven, no one in heaven and earth can shelter him, which also shows that his good days of being powerful and blessed have come to an end.

"Didn't you shout that you were going to sell this seat before, all kinds of foul language continued, what's the matter? Now you're dumb?" Lin Jinghuan clenched her fists, her hands were full of green muscles, she gritted her silver teeth, and she stepped forward, pressing in, and the words she said made this place extremely cold.

"Hehe... What foul language, nothing to do. Yang Xia retreated, laughing constantly, refusing to admit the past, and at the same time his eyes rolled wildly, ready to escape.

"If you want to run, come over to me. Lin Jinghuan knew what Yang Xia was thinking, how could she let him escape, and took Yang Xia in her palm casually, she lifted Yang Xia, floated expressionlessly, stepped on an auspicious cloud, and flew away from here.

For two hours, Yang Xia was carried in his hand by Lin Jinghuan, seeing Lin Jinghuan's clothes and belts flying, stepping on auspicious clouds, and flying expressionlessly, he had a bitter face, his body was hanging in the air and constantly shaking, and the turbulent current was blowing his hair, he wanted to open his mouth and roar, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the wind poured into his mouth, choking and coughing, in the torment, he prayed that the material of his clothes would be strong and not rotten, while holding back the wind and pouring into his mouth and nose, and yelled: "Baozi, don't let go, otherwise the master will not let you go..."

As soon as she heard the word bun, Lin Jinghuan's beautiful eyes narrowed, she stared at Yang Xia, smiled, and at the moment when Yang Xia was shocked, she let go of her hands, and Yang Xia fell directly from a high altitude, after a few breaths....

"Poof.."

Yang Xia fell from the clouds in a waterfall cold pool, although there was no serious life, but by the strong water pressure shocked the internal organs of the severe pain, when he floated up, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his mouth, dyed this cold pool red, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked up to see Lin Jinghuan standing on a big stone in the waterfall, staring at him for a long time, the pair of big eyes full of aura.