Coming out of the Xuanling Palace, Ning Zhe's whole person was still groggy, and his heart seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, and it was cold from his head to the soles of his feet.

You must know that since he was reborn, the belief that he has always returned to the Domain Lord's Mansion has supported him, but now, this belief has suddenly become unattainable, and even a little ethereal. This frustration made Ning Zhe extremely frustrated.

Shi Yang, who was on the side, obviously felt the change in him, although he didn't say anything, but his eyes kept looking at Ning Zhe, expecting him to say something to himself. What she didn't know was that the biggest secret in Ning Zhe's heart couldn't be shared with anyone, even this little junior sister who had taken care of him for three years.

In this way, the two of them came out of the Xuanling Hall without saying a word, walked to the square of the main peak, and walked to the side of the altar. It was here that Ning Zhe completed a gorgeous turn and slammed back at those who looked down on him, but now, in his heart, all this became meaningless.

Looking at the high altar, Ning Zhe sighed slightly, turned around, and found a Taoist in Tsing Yi standing not far away, with sharp eyes and a calm face, looking at him motionlessly. On the ground behind the man, there was a stretcher, and the one lying on it was Zhu Wanyan.

Ning Zhe glanced at the other party lightly and didn't speak, but Shiyang, who was next to him, pulled his sleeve, stepped forward and bowed and said, "Yuanchenfeng Shiyang, meet Senior Brother Hanyan." ”

Hearing Shi Yang's words, Ning Zhe's eyes finally fluctuated, he had long heard that Elder Han Yuan had a younger brother named Han Yan. Although he is also a member of the Xuanling Sect, he travels outside all year round and rarely comes back, so he didn't expect to meet him here.

It is said that this Hanyan has an average talent, and he was once judged by an elder in the sect to be impossible to break through the Guyuan Realm in his life. He went down the mountain in anger, and when he returned to the mountain a hundred years later, he was already a monk of the second stage of the Sacrificial Realm. The tribulations and dangers he experienced during this period are probably only clear to him.

Ning Zhe thought at that time, this kind of person, maybe the cultivation progress will be slower than others, but as long as time passes, he will inevitably become a terrible opponent, and anyone who despises him will pay a terrible price. At that time, he even thought that he would be able to see this person at some point.

However, now, this cold smoke was standing in front of him, but there was no trace of turmoil in Ning Zhe's heart, and he arched his hand slightly: "Ning Zhe see Senior Brother Han Yan." ”

Without waiting for the other party to reply, he walked to the side.

Seeing Ning Zhe's appearance, Han Yan snorted coldly, and came to Ning Zhe's front as soon as his body moved, blocking his way, still looking at him coldly, without saying a word.

Ning Zhe was already bored today, but now he has been provoked by the other party several times, and the anger in his heart can be imagined. He knew that the other party must have come to find a place for Zhu Wanyan, so he couldn't help but secretly scolded him for being nosy, and the old man Han Yuan didn't say anything, what kind of trick are you risking.

With a curse in his heart, he raised his steps and flashed to the side, wanting to bypass the cold smoke and leave.

At this time, Han Yan's face sank, and the hands behind his back suddenly clenched into fists, and the ends of his fists flashed with black light, and he smashed towards Ning Zhe on the side.

Although Ning Zhe knew how powerful the other party was, with his temper of preferring death to suffering, he would naturally not let him be slaughtered. With a bang, the Razor Sword on his waist suddenly flew out, turning into a purple light blocking his side.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Han Yan's fist actually smashed the purple mang, and the purple light was instantly pressed back into the sword body.

Ning Zhe's right hand was raised, and he quickly grabbed the hilt of Lei Ze's sword, the green light in his hand flashed, and a stream of spiritual energy was injected into the sword body, and the faint purple light that was pressed by the other party became rich again in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Han Yan's mouth, his fists moved slightly, and his right fist smashed on the purple sword again.

This second punch seemed to be no different from the first punch, and it still swept over so lightly. But the moment this punch touched Lei Ze's sword, the purple light that had just condensed on the sword body was smashed away silently.

At the same time as the purple light dissipated, the four fingers of Han Yan had already landed on the Lei Ze Sword.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the original mirror-like sword body now shattered into countless fine lines, and the aura gathered on it also dissipated, and this talisman seal had been declared invalid.

This was not the end, just when the Lei Ze Sword was scrapped, Ning Zhe only felt that his body was enveloped by a strong force, and he couldn't move at all. Then the seemingly fluttering fist landed on top of him.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ning Zhe's whole person was knocked out and fell heavily more than a dozen feet away. As he fell, there was the cracked Razor sword......

"Senior Brother Ning!" Shiyang next to her exclaimed, and just as she wanted to run over, she felt a force descending from the sky, and immediately imprisoned her in place, no matter how she struggled, she could never shake it. Looking at Ning Zhe on the ground, this previously weak girl did not cry and plead, but after struggling for a while, she looked at Han Yan coldly and did not speak.

Ning Zhe only felt a heaval in his chest, and the mouthful of blood that had just been forcibly pressed down by him was churning again at this moment, and when he opened his mouth, the ground was red with blood again.

This is the power of the powerhouse of the Sacrificial Realm, and with a flick of his fingers, he destroyed his talisman seal, and when he raised his hand, he spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground. Compared to this, what is Ning Zhe's current cultivation?

And just after Ning Zhe fell to the ground, the golden points of light in his body continued to fly in his sea of consciousness, gradually seeping into his meridians and limbs, repairing his injured body.

The cold smoke next to him seemed to sense something, sneered, crushed his toes, and a black light flew down the ground towards Ning Zhe.

Seeing that the black light was about to sink into Ning Zhe's body, a yellow light swept outside the square, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed the sky above the square, and with a "ding" sound, it stood in front of Ning Zhe's body, cutting the winding black light in two.

The yellow mangs were gone, revealing the Xiaoguang Sword inside, and the black mangs on the ground gradually faded, and a pitch-black poisonous snake was writhing in place, obviously not dead.

Seeing this scene, Ning Zhe's pupils contracted suddenly, he didn't expect this cold smoke to be so vicious, and he wanted to use this method to make his life worse than death?

"Han Yan, with the cultivation that you are about to enter the Self-Refining Realm, with your current status and status, you will actually attack a junior of the Guyuan Realm, is this also what that person taught you? You are not afraid of embarrassing him?" An earthy yellow figure appeared in front of Ning Zhe with this voice, it was Ning Zhe's master Xianchen Shouza.

Seeing that his face was full of anger, he raised his hand and pulled out the Xiaoguang sword on the ground, glanced at the dark poisonous snake on the ground, and then quietly looked at the cold smoke on the opposite side.

A look of pity flashed on Han Yan's face, he walked to the side of the stretcher, turned his back to Ning Zhe and the first seat of Xianchen, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Zhe, I won't kill you today, just to leave you to Wan Yan." With your cultivation in the Solid Yuan Realm, with your background and status, it is probably a luxury to enter the realm of sacrifice, let alone the realm of refining oneself after the sacrifice. If I were you, I would abandon my cultivation and become a miscellaneous servant in the Xuanling Sect, so that I might be able to live a peaceful life! You must know that the Dan Kingdom is just a small country, and the Xuanling Sect is just a middle-class force in the Dan Kingdom, if you want to defeat Wan Yan, you are hopeless in this life!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and grabbed the stretcher, turned into a black light and flew down the mountain, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. After a while, his voice came up again: "Yanchen, tell Han Yuan, I took Wan Yan away, and he also owes me a write-off, which is regarded as his reward for cultivating Wan Yan......"

The body of the first seat of the man who had just turned around stiffened slightly, and then he returned to his original state, raised his hand to help Ning Zhe on the ground up, and asked in a low voice, "How are you?"

Ning Zhe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and did not speak.

Xianchen Shouzao looked at him and sighed: "This Zhu Wanyan is actually Hanyan's son, but because of some things, he was put in the Xuanling Sect, I heard that he was injured, with Hanyan's character, he naturally won't let you go." However, his last words were just to plant demons in your heart, and you must not take it to heart. ”

With Ning Zhe's thoughts, he naturally understood this in his heart. He asked in a low voice, "Master, where does this cold smoke belong?"

The first seat of Xianchen was stunned for a moment, and he was silent for a moment before he said: "Our continent is divided into the East Continent and the West Continent by the boundless sea, and the Dan Kingdom is only a small country on the West Continent. On the Western Continent, there is a force called the Land of the Moon, who is the ruler of the Western Continent. And Hanyan's master is an elder in the land of moonlight. ”

Hearing this, Ning Zhe's teeth clenched, and a thought echoed in his mind: "The land of moonlight? I, Ning Zhe, can fall by myself, but I must not be oppressed by others." You can die, but you will never live in a nest. ”

"I want Hanyan to understand that no matter how he cultivates Zhu Wanyan, he is just a defeated subordinate. ”

"I want Leng Tianci to understand what a wrong decision he made when he abolished my cultivation. ”

"I will make the assassins of my domain lord pay for what they have done. ”

"If the sacrificial trick doesn't work, I'll refine myself, if I can't refine myself, I'll return the pill, in short, in this life, I want to kill back the domain lord's mansion and take back everything that belongs to me, you guys, all wait for me!"

Looking at Ning Zhe's expression, the first seat of Xianchen seemed to understand what he was thinking in his heart, patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly: "Ning Zhe, you remember, the way of cultivation is against the sky, fighting with the sky, only step by step, retreat, you will die." Let's go, the senior brother in charge is waiting for you. ”

After speaking, the first seat of Xianchen walked forward.

And Ning Zhe behind him, his eyes burst out with a penetrating essence, and a voice kept repeating in his heart, and it became higher and higher: "Fighting with the sky, the only way to go forward and retreat is to die! I, Ning Zhe, will not only fight with the sky in this life, but also win the sky, and I will make this heaven and earth surrender to my feet!"