The middle-aged surnamed Ye knelt on the ground in horror, looking at the old man in front of him in fear, others didn't know how powerful the old man in front of him was, how could the middle-aged surnamed Ye not know, if the sect master of the Xuanxiao Sect was the strongest person in the Xuanxiao Sect, then this old man was the supreme powerhouse above everything in the Xuanxiao Sect, and even the sect master of the Xuanxiao Sect was respectful and sincerely afraid in the face of this person. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for his carelessness just now, how could he be seriously injured by the young man of Qingxiao Sect, with the help of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and was seen by the old man who suddenly appeared, and was scolded for being a waste.

Thinking of the strength of his Jindan period, he ended up in such a disgraced end in front of a young man who had not yet cultivated in the foundation building period, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye flashed a vicious red glow in his eyes, and his face was blue and looked at Chang'an in the distance, when the spiritual power in his body was running, a pair of clenched fists were just raised, wanting to teach Chang'an a lesson, who knows, boom, his whole person was like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood and flying backwards.

The black-robed old man waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Shame on you, go back......"

The middle-aged man surnamed Ye, who got up from the ground, didn't dare to cover the red face that was slapped by the old man, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly, and when he got up, he bowed to the old man with a respectful expression, and then ran behind him without turning his head.

The old man turned around, the cloudy eyes in his eyes, as if he had seen through the years, calmly looked at Chang'an in the distance, and Chang'an's heart beat wildly after the old man appeared.

The old man standing there, almost no movement, the moonlight of the sky and the earth, seemed to be a foil in front of this person, and with an angry shout, the thunder that made the Jindan monks afraid instantly shattered, this monstrous momentum, except for the strong man of the Yuan Infant Stage, Chang'an really couldn't think of anyone else who could do this.

"Unexpected... The old man has been cultivating for 400 years, and for the first time he has met the existence of entering the spiritual foundation, God helps me, since you have killed the old man's beloved apprentice who has been cultivating hard for decades and is ready to take away, then, use your body as my spiritual guide to prolong my life, I don't know if you can remember the old man's beloved apprentice... Yin Hu?"

"Yin Hu..."

Hearing the last two words of the old man, Chang'an was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, and in a trance, a picture seemed to appear in his eyes, that was the first time he left the sect and came to a small village and town, because he saved an old woman's child, and killed an evil cultivator, this person is still Chang'an so far, the first time to kill, how can Chang'an forget.

It was only then that he realized that this old man turned out to be Yin Hu's master, the master who was going to kill him and take away his body.

Looking at the stunned look on Chang'an's face, the corners of the old man's mouth rose, and he smiled, the laughter spread all around, and soon expanded, and finally laughed wildly, and the excitement in the laughter made him crazy, and for a while Chang'an fell into an ice cellar, and his whole body became cold.

Seizing is a kind of evil method, and the monk can only perform it once in his life, and he is also worried about the failure of his life.

If you succeed, you can occupy the body of others, and destroy the consciousness of others, and if you fail, you will naturally die, and you will be scattered, and almost no monk is willing to take away the body of another person until the situation of life and death.

Because once the seizure is successful, his physical body will immediately dissipate into bones, a strong cultivation, under the seizure of the new physical body, you need to practice a sacrifice, and start cultivating from the beginning, except for some people who are close to longevity, they will fight before dying, Chang'an can't imagine that there will be that kind of situation, which will make the old man in front of him so excited and crazy.

"I remember, hahaha... Come, become my sacrificial body, let me take your body, step into the gate at the end of the fairy road, let me unravel the fog of this world, let me see the road at the end of this vain..."

Chang'an's face was pale, staring at the old man who was laughing wildly, and fear was pervasive, and he didn't understand what the spirit foundation meant, he had never heard of it before, and he had never seen such words in any books.

After laughing, the old man seemed to appreciate the treasure, staring at Chang'an with a strange eye, and he didn't expect that the apprentice who killed himself and was ready to take away was actually stepping into the legendary Shangling Foundation, and he even had a feeling, a strong feeling, as long as the body in front of the seizure, a hundred years later, he would definitely step into the legend, and the sky would fall apart.

If it weren't for the green miasma of Xiding Mountain, in just half a pillar of incense time, the strange disappearance would not even appear here, and it was precisely because of this strange scene that he hesitated and stepped into the air.

What made him even more unexpected, this young man who stepped into the legend of Shangling Zhuji was actually the one who killed his apprentice Yin Hu, because when Chang'an killed Yin Hu, he had a sense in his heart, and he used a secret method to calculate, and he got a glimpse of his face, and when he saw Chang'an's face at this moment, he immediately understood.

"Come on, in the northern boundary of the Stone Country, no one dares to refuse my Xuanyang Feng, this is your glory..."

Chang'an took a deep breath, thinking back to every relative who died in front of him, covered in blood, closed his eyes, like a wound cut by a sword mark, suddenly opened his bright red and bloody eyes, his face was hideous, and he said ruthlessly: "Old guy, I want your grandfather's body in Chang'an, kneel on the ground and beg me, even if I Chang'an is dead today, I will bite off a piece of stinky meat on your body before I die..."

Xuan Yangfeng's smile suddenly froze, and he snorted coldly: "Your body, the old man doesn't dare to move, but your soul, I don't mind letting you suffer..."

The cold light flashed in his eyes, Xuan Yang Feng waved his left hand, and immediately the heavens and the earth roared, and after getting up, a round blood light like a moon suddenly appeared, and a blood-colored claw like a human hand suddenly stretched out from the endless blood moon and went straight to Chang'an to grab it.

Before this palm arrived, a feeling like a soul was out of the body, which suddenly made Chang'an tremble, as if there was a tempting voice, whispering in his ear, making him give up his body, causing his whole body to tremble uncontrollably.

"No... No... I can't die, I can't die in Chang'an, I'm dead, who will avenge Qingxiao Sect's revenge, I'm dead, who will remember them for them, I'm dead, my parents, who can help me find it... I..."

With a bang, the bloody hand came in an instant, slapped on the Chang'an Tianling cover, and slammed it.

I saw a roaring white soul, suddenly struggling to grab it from Chang'an's body, revealing half of its body, under the cold night wind, suddenly a sword broke through the air, appeared from behind Chang'an, and came straight to this place like a meteor.

The roar echoed in the sky, and a huge sword, as if cutting through the heavens and the earth, slashed with an earth-shattering roar, and the terrifying power carried on it made the bloody hand that had already grabbed Chang'an's soul turn back at a faster speed, but it was still slow.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the giant sword that pierced into the earth, ten feet tall, cut off the bloody hand, and the bloody hand that wriggled and churned on the ground like a snake, like a snake, was suddenly trampled and shattered by a falling from the sky, and blood splashed in all directions.

Chang'an, whose soul returned to his body, knelt on the ground weakly, and the many phantoms in his eyes formed a thin but extremely long and wide back under the overlap, looking at this back, Chang'an had a splitting headache, shed tears, and choked up: "Changyu... Grandpa..."

Changyu, who rushed over, listened to Chang'an's call, twisted his body slightly, nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and the kindness in his eyes instantly turned into a chilling cold glow, like a great enemy looking at the negative hand in the distance and standing up surprised Xuanyang Feng,

Chang'an's heart was beating wildly, and the meaningful glance after Changyu turned around made him feel scared, as if he was greeting before parting, and he also felt a strong terrifying coercion on Changyu.

This coercion that is not at all what Jin Dan can have, which makes the fear in Chang'an's heart a little stronger, and also makes Xuan Yangfeng in the distance squint and chuckle.

"Forcibly improving the realm with lifespan, there is only one dead end..."

Hearing this, Chang'an looked at Xuanyang Feng in the distance with tears in his eyes and monstrous hatred.

Changyu sneered and said in a deep voice: "You are not Xuanxiao Sect, you are not Xuanyang Feng, you ...... Who the hell is it..."

Xuan Yangfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, staring at Changyu, the contempt on his face instantly turned solemn, and he exclaimed: "I was discovered by you, hahaha... I'm not Xuan Yang Feng, it's... What can you do? With the realm you have raised with your lifespan, do you think you are really the opponent of the old man?"

But as soon as the words fell, Xuan Yangfeng looked at Changyu's appearance that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his heart suddenly burst out, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

But Changyu ignored the other party, turned around and walked to Chang'an, who was open with bloody eyes and tears, waved his sleeves and patted the storage bag, a wisp of light yarn, and a jade pendant, and flew out of it.

The light yarn flew behind Chang'an and covered the female disciple, and the jade pendant was grabbed by Changyu and placed in Chang'an's hands.

"All this, always lead me up, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly, this jade pendant should also be returned to you, if there is a fate, you will meet someone who knows this pendant, this is what your grandfather found in you, maybe it was left by your parents..."

Hearing the word parents, a slight brightness appeared in Chang'an's tearful eyes, but he was instantly diluted by the resolute sadness in Changyu's eyes, he seemed to know Changyu's plan, and begged: "No... I'm going to be with Grandpa..."

Just as Chang'an's voice fell, Changyu suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, holding Chang'an's arms trembling, a sense of weakness emerged, which instantly made Changyu's eyes cloudy, and even Chang'an's appearance was blurred.

"Grandpa Changyu..."

Changyu, who seemed to remember Chang'an's appearance clearly when he was dying, smiled kindly, trying to see Chang'an's appearance clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, the light in his eyes faded at a very fast speed, and was filled with a layer of white and turbid black light.

Chang'an cried bitterly, and hurriedly grabbed Changyu's hand and put it on his face, feeling Changyu's old face and cold hands, and his heart was sad.