When Yang Bingquan and Cen Yunpeng chased five or six zhang away, Wang Ze had already broken through the battle group of cultivators and mutant cultivators, leaving only a back that was quickly moving away.

"Quickly break away from the warband and retreat down the mountain. Mu Xifeng held the little golden man tightly and immediately issued an order that he would prevent the siege of the two foreign forces.

And the reason why Wang Ze immediately left the battle group instead of going with the forces was because suppressing Zhong Yan would waste a lot of energy, and it would not take long to suppress it. And Wang Ze didn't want to kill Zhong Yan like this, a strong man, he couldn't let him die so inexplicably.

Seeing that he was already one or two hundred feet away from the battle group, and the people behind him couldn't catch up, the seven-colored armor on Wang Ze's body slowly dissipated, revealing his slightly pale face, "The Heavenly Demon Armor really consumes more physical strength than the Afterimage Kill, and it consumes so much physical strength even if it is opened in such a small amplitude." Hmph, if the Heavenly Demon Armor has no drawbacks, I really want to kill Yang Bingquan and Cen Yunpeng together. ”

Looking at the specimen-like Zhong Yan in his hand, Wang Ze suddenly remembered that Zhong Yan had led him into the sect back then, and the figure standing on the broadsword with both hands behind his back......

Although Zhong Yan is not a great favor to Wang Ze, he is the one who guides the way after all, and Wang Ze has borrowed his energy many times intentionally or unintentionally.

......

Storm.

The rain stopped so quickly that it seemed to be specially designed to enhance the atmosphere of the war, and when the battle was over, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a bright and refreshing sky.

The air after the catastrophe was washed away by the first heavy rain, and the traces of the catastrophe were gone. The air became fresher, and even the spiritual power was restored, as if it had suddenly returned to its former state, and the moistened land was rejuvenated.

Wang Ze stopped in a hidden valley on the five peaks of the courtyard, here is a rocky platform, washed by the rain extremely clean, and a ravine under the platform is turbulent to retain the accumulated rainwater.

Wang Ze put away the seventh-level floating slaughter, and Zhong Yan, who had lost his restraints, immediately returned to his mad nature, and was about to pounce on Wang Ze with his teeth and claws. However, Wang Ze had already taken precautions, and he held the golden light sword in one hand and exported the meditation aura from it. turned into a little golden light and clicked into Zhong Yan's eyebrows.

The golden light entered the body, spreading from Zhong Yan's head, and the black qi that touched the golden light quickly dissolved. Then the golden light spread downward, slowly covering Zhong Yan's entire body. Zhong Yan was completely quiet, fell softly, and sat on the ground with his back against the mountain wall.

Wang Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he put away the golden lightsaber. Although the seventh-level floating slaughter is inextricably linked to meditation, it does not have a bit of meditation breath, and waking up Zhong Yan is far less easy than using the golden light sword.

Stuffing two spiritual power pills and one physical strength pill into his mouth, Wang Ze quietly waited for Zhong Yan to wake up. With the experience of awakening Lord Zhao Feng at the top of Cuiweimen Mountain, Wang Ze felt that there was great hope for Zhong Yan to gain a moment of sobriety. It's just that his body has been corroded by the black ash qi, and it is impossible to extend his lifespan.

After a while, Zhong Yan tilted his head, and sure enough, he opened his eyes, but they were all at a loss.

Then. Zhong Yan's eyes slowly had brilliance, flickering for a while, and then his face suddenly changed greatly, he stretched out his hands to hold his head, and roared in disbelief: "What have I done? What have I done? Impossible, I can't kill my own disciple......

Turbulent memories poured into his mind as he regained his scenity, and the scenes that happened were like nightmares, and the people he hoped to protect fell one by one under his hands. Zhong Yan's heart was torn apart.

Wang Ze was silent, and he was not sure at this time, he made Zhong Yan sober. Instead of dying in a blur, is it right or wrong?

"Ahem!"

Zhong Yan's weak physical strength was extremely exhausted, and he began to cough violently, and then found Wang Ze standing not far away. "Who are you?"

"Survivor of the disaster. Wang Ze replied, and immediately asked, "Master Zhong, I have something to ask." The cultivators of the Golden Jade Sect, as well as the Fire King of the Ning Dan Stage of the Golden Jade Gate, what happened to them? Why did I rarely see the foundation building stage and inner disciples of the Golden Jade Gate along the way?"

"They're all dead. Zhong Yan said: "After those evil breaths envelop the body. The only remaining subconscious thought, I'm afraid, is to destroy the Golden Jade Gate. All the cultivators were killed by me and a few junior brothers and sisters...... My junior brothers and sisters, they?"

"All before you, dead. Wang Zedao. At this time, he finally understood why he didn't see the cultivators of the Golden Jade Sect pouring out, and it turned out that they had all been killed by Zhong Yan and several other high-level officials who had just mutated. And it should be the kind of kill that directly blasts into slag, and has no chance to become a mutant cultivator.

"It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead,...... To die is to be liberated. Zhong Yan whispered.

After a while, Zhong Yan said: "Can you explain to me what happened after I was confused, I only have a fragment of murder in my mind." ”

"The disaster lasted for half a year. When the catastrophe broke out, there was no spiritual power in the air, the demon beasts mutated, and the only remaining sober cultivators were almost all in the Qi cultivation period, and we struggled hard. However, fortunately, the people of Daqin Country were protected by cultivators and migrated to the three eastern provinces, but there were still people from four provinces who perished in the disaster...... "Wang Ze roughly said what had happened since the disaster.

Zhong Yan was silent for a long time after listening.

After a while, he seemed to get used to the scene depicted by Wang Ze, raised his head and looked at Wang Ze for a moment, and said, "Your breath is a little familiar......

"You were the one who led me in. Wang Ze reminded.

"I know who you are, I remember you. ”

Zhong Yan moved his body in surprise, "You have only been getting started for a few years, and you are the third-level cultivation in the foundation building period, and you are growing so fast! If you don't discover the secret realm, but discover your talent, and focus on cultivation, you will definitely be able to carry forward Cuiweimen, right?"

Wang Ze had nothing to answer.

After a pause, Zhong Yan said, "In the other courtyard, I have a vague impression that there were many besieging cultivators just now, and there are your people among them, right?"

Wang Ze nodded, "Of the three forces, one of them is me." ”

"Can you promise me one thing. ”

Zhong Yan said suddenly: "You said that the survivors after the disaster are all Qi cultivation period cultivators, so you are now a cultivator, and there are many people gathered around you, if you establish your own sect, can you use the name of Cuiwei?"

After speaking, Zhong Yan looked at Wang Ze with expectant eyes and added, "I have a lot of resources from this sect and the Golden Jade Sect, which is extremely rich resources for a new sect. ”

At a young age, he had his own sect and became the founder of the sect, so I'm afraid everyone can't resist this temptation. However, Wang Ze didn't want to think about it, but shook his head, "Just talking about establishing a sect during the foundation building period is a joke." Therefore, there is no plan to establish a force at present, and even if there is a day when the sect is established, it will not continue to use the name of Cuiweimen, which I can't agree. ”

Looking at Zhong Yan, Wang Ze continued: "But you don't have to be disappointed, there are many cultivators around me who are from Cuiwei Sect, and several of my friends are disciples of the outer sect. If I have to establish a sect one day in the future, I will definitely set up a branch, and it will be named after Cuiwei. He thought for a while, and then said solemnly: "Senior Zhong Yan, you remember, if I establish a sect and set up a branch of Cuiwei, the person in charge is called Xu Yin. ”

"Xu Yin......" Zhong Yan muttered, "Okay, satisfied." ”

Zhong Yan's head tilted and slowly collapsed.

Wang Ze felt that it seemed that he had done nothing wrong. If Zhong Yan was allowed to choose, even if it was endless pain, he should want to know what he had done.

The eyes are closed, although the death is stable, but it is terrifying. Even if you open your eyes and see a knife that has been wiped to your throat, you are willing.

...... (To be continued.) )