In the magnificent palace, a beautiful young girl sat at the head of the palace, resting her chin in one hand, with a lazy and wanton expression.
The black robe set off her graceful figure, but also revealed a somewhat unscrupulous evil spirit.
Behind her, stood a handsome young man who seemed to be her guard. The boy's expression was stern and cold, but when he looked at her from the corner of his eye, there was a bit of hidden heat.
It's a powerful scene, wanton and daring, eccentric and sinister. Chen Feng was completely unprepared, seeing this scene unexpectedly, his heart suddenly felt a deep discomfort, his pupils shrank fiercely, and his handsome eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
His eyes fell on the girl's face, and he wandered.
This is, Yinyin
How could it be sound? The girl in his memory was gentle and lovely, beautiful and charming, her pupils were clear and gleaming, she definitely did not have such a lazy and careless expression, and her whole body was full of evil spirits.
But her appearance and voice are the same.
Who is she
"You're here!" Shaoyin had already seen Chen Feng, she had heard from her subordinates that he was coming, and seeing him standing at the door, she raised her hand to beckon him, "Come in and sit down, you're welcome. "
When she opened her mouth, it seemed to be the He Lingyin he was familiar with again.
Chen Feng frowned, pursed his thin lips, his face was covered with doubts, and walked slowly into the hall.
Kneeling in the hall was a mass of bloody men, rolling and howling on the ground. However, his voice was blocked, and no sound came out.
"This is a traitor from the Mortal Sect." Seeing him staring at him, Shao Yin explained, "He betrayed me, so I am punishing him."
Chen Feng's brows twitched heavily!
Her way of punishing people is so cruel!
Not that it's bad. If he was betrayed, the methods would only be more ruthless.
He just felt that she shouldn't be like this.
Anyone would do such a thing, but she looked weird doing it.
He looked up and saw her eyes were calm, as if she had done this kind of thing a thousand times, she was used to it, and she was able to handle it with ease.
Chen Feng's heart became more complicated. This, is it really sound? How did she become like this
When we met again, she was far from what he had imagined. There is no slight overlap, and it looks like a complete stranger!
What did she learn during the years she followed that senior
"Forget it, let him go today." When a guest came, Shaoyin's interest in the interrogation was interrupted, and he ordered the young man behind him, "Take him down."
The boy came out and replied, "Yes, Master."
When she came to the man, she bent down and grabbed the man by the collar, dragging him to the layman.
When passing by Chen Feng, he turned his head and glanced at him.
Chen Feng was puzzled by the young man's slightly hostile eyes.
Thinking of the young man's concealed and burning eyes when he just looked at Yinyin, and thinking of him calling Yinyin his master, Chen Feng's brain jumped suddenly. It seems that during these years of experience, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes. The people he knows and the things he knows have all become strange and strange.
"Long time no see." Shao Yin held up a cup of tea and greeted him with a smile.
Chen Feng pursed his lips tightly and didn't answer for a while.
Rubbing the scabbard with his left hand, his eyes did not see the joy of reunion, and there was a bit of probing hidden in the sharpness at this moment.
They were separated for many years. The time we have been together is only fifteen years, but the time we have not been together has been decades. Between them, there should be stranger than familiarity.
She acted as if they had never been apart, that there was nothing strange about each other.
Chen Feng's heart suddenly became alert.
"Long time no see." After a long time, he didn't notice anything unusual in her expression, and he spoke slowly.
Shaoyin drank half a cup of tea, put the teacup on the table casually, and leaned on the back of the chair lazily and casually: "What do you want from me?"
"I..." Chen Feng clenched his fingers, and his face gradually became complicated.
He was fulfilling his promise and looking for her again, wanting to make up his mind with her. Worried that she would not have much lifespan, he even postponed going to Xuantianzong to take revenge, and came to her immediately.
However, what he saw at this time made him uncertain.
She has changed a lot.
Her demeanor, the way she handles things, and the aura exuding from her body are all strange, and there is no trace of her back then.
She has completely become a stranger, except for a face that looks similar, she can no longer see any familiar places.
"Where's senior?" Chen Feng didn't know how to speak, so he simply changed the subject.
Shaoyin said: "Her old man is not here."
After a pause, "I am the suzerain of the Mortal Sect now."
Chen Feng was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "No! This is too dangerous, and you are not a monk—"
Sensing the fluctuating spiritual power in her body, the voice stopped abruptly.
His eyes gradually opened, and he straightened up in disbelief: "You are a monk now?!"
Shaoyin smiled, as if showing off proudly, nodded and said: "Yes! Senior likes me, opened up my tendons and helped me cultivate!"
Chen Feng's expression became complicated.
That senior... got ahead of him again!
He came here in a hurry this time, and there was one more thing, which was to plant spiritual roots for her early and guide her on the path of cultivation.
He was dug out of the golden core in that secret realm, but he also gained a lot, and took the spiritual object prepared for her into his hand.
It's just, why, why didn't she wait for him
It's always like this, the last time she was bullied, it was the senior who saved her. This time he was going to plant spiritual roots for her and guide her to practice, but he was also preempted!
It seemed that all the things he did behind his back were done in vain and worthless!
"Master, what do you use for lunch?" The young man walked in again, walked up to Shaoyin and asked.
Shao Yin glanced at Chen Feng, and then said: "You look at cleaning up a table, add two more dishes than usual."
"Yes, Master." The boy replied.
Before leaving, he gave Chen Feng another cold look.
Chen Feng frowned, looked at Shaoyin and asked, "Your disciple?"
"Yes, my third child." Shaoyin replied with a smile, "I saw that he was good at cooking, so I took him with me."
As he said that, he said with some embarrassment: "I can't change the habits of ordinary people, and I still maintain three meals a day."
"It's nothing." Chen Feng shook his head, wanting to say that the young man looked at her in the wrong way, so she should pay more attention.
But this kind of thing is unfounded, so it's not easy to talk about it. After all, she and that young man are master and apprentice, and in terms of relationship, they are much closer than him.
This made his already complicated mood even more sad.
He thought that as long as he worked hard, the distance between them would be shortened again, as before.
But the fact is that although she has become a monk, the monk he dreamed of, the distance between them has become even further.
Even a furry kid who came from nowhere was closer to her than him.
Chen Feng didn't mention the matter of becoming a Taoist couple, so Shaoyin certainly wouldn't.
Quan pretended that there was no such thing and chatted with him.
Talk about the development of Mortal Sect, talk about what she usually does, ask him how he has been all these years, etc.
"Master, the food is ready. When will the banquet start?" The handsome young man walked in again, different from before. At this time, his sleeves were rolled up, revealing his delicate forearms like jade.
Chen Feng always felt that this boy was targeting him.
Masculine intuition.
He was a little displeased, but he didn't show it. He walked around the hall behind Shaoyin and entered an exquisite and beautiful small courtyard.
There are stone tables and stone benches in the courtyard, and a table full of food is placed.
"Sit down quickly and have a taste, my apprentice is very skilled." Shaoyin took the seat first, picked up the chopsticks, and said with a smile.
The boy's name was He Yu, Shaoyin didn't know what his original surname was, but he insisted on taking her surname after he became a teacher.
Shaoyin gave him the surname "He".
"Xiao Yu, don't be cautious, just be the same as usual." Seeing that the third disciple didn't move his chopsticks a lot, Shao Yin gave a warning.
He Yu raised his head and answered obediently: "Yes, Master."
Spreading his arms, he went to hold the dish in front of the cover, and looked up at him.
Although he hadn't made up his mind yet, being repeatedly provoked by a brat still made Chen Feng laugh angrily.
"I grew up with your master, and I'm a childhood sweetheart. You can call me uncle." Chen Feng smiled, and took out a box of rare spiritual fruits from the storage bag, "It's the sound of the sound. Disciple, you are also half of my disciple, this is a greeting gift from Master."
He Yu froze.
His face looked like he had swallowed something.
Chen didn't show it on the cover, so he was already happy.
How dare a brat with no hair grow to provoke him
"Take it." Seeing He Yu not moving, Shaoyin nodded at him as if he was embarrassed.
He Yu pursed her lips, put down the chopsticks, stood up and took it with both hands, closed her eyes, and said in an extremely respectful manner: "Thank you, Uncle."
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, this kid is quite a man of the city!
He didn't care, and after a few words of encouragement, he started eating as usual.
Although he hadn't eaten like this for many years, but sitting at the same table with a familiar acquaintance, and when she talked and laughed, she showed a bit of the shadow of the past, which still made Chen Feng feel dazed, and unconsciously cherished this moment.
After the meal, Chen Feng planned to leave.
"Come all the way here just to have a meal?" Shaoyin laughed, "At least let's take a rest, stay for a few days? Or do you think I'm not entertaining enough?"
She smiled like this, as if she was the old He Lingyin again.
When her eyebrows and eyes are no longer wanton, even if she is wearing a black brocade robe, she can't see the appearance of evil.
But he knew that the former He Lingyin would not wear a black robe.
"Of course not." He said, clenched the hilt of the sword with his left hand, feeling a little shy in his heart, "It's just that I still have some important things to do in a hurry."
Seeing that he insisted on leaving, Shaoyin stopped being polite and said, "Then you go, be careful in everything." After speaking, she took a token from the storage ring, "Contact me if you have anything to do, don't be polite."
After all, they came from the same village, let's take care of each other.
Chen Feng looked at the token, his throat moved, and he slowly reached out to take it: "Okay."
"Then you go." Shaoyin said cheerfully.
Seeing that she had no reluctance to give up, Chen Feng felt even more astringent.
He didn't want to leave, he just felt a little confused.
He had always seen her as a sanctuary, an anchor. When he got lost several times, he only found her when he thought of her.
He had hoped to become a Taoist couple with her. But this meeting, she had changed so much that his trip was like a grotesque dream, not real.
His original intention was impacted and crumbling.
The original belief became blurred and loose, he began to lose sight of the anchor in his heart, and the holy land was shrouded in mist.
The trance was only for a moment, and was soon interrupted by a sound of breaking through the air.
"who?!"
Accompanied by a loud laugh, a burly figure flew close and stood on the main hall of the Mortal Sect. With a stomp of the foot, half of the palace suddenly collapsed.
"Hmph! You actually injured my Wuya Sect disciple. I thought it was such a remarkable person, but it turned out to be just a mere Jindan female cultivator!"
The suzerain of the Mortal Sect is a female cultivator, who likes to wear black clothes and act flamboyantly, which gradually spread in Yuezhou. Therefore, as soon as the monk from Wuyamen arrived, he set his sights on Shaoyin.
"A mere Jindan female cultivator? Hit him!" After hearing this, Huihui was furious, "Yinyin hit him!"
Shaoyin slightly narrowed her eyes, looked up at the male cultivator on the roof, and stretched out her hand to the side. He Yu immediately presented the long sword, she held it in her hand, and slowly drew the sword: "If you step on the hall of my Mortal Sect, you will have to pay for it."
The male cultivator on the roof looked mad, and laughed loudly, "I'll pay you! I'll pay you a good coffin if I get your head later!"
"Presumptuous!" Chen Feng and He Yu scolded at the same time.
Chen Feng drew his sword immediately, and wanted to go up and teach him a lesson, to let him know the consequences of acting arrogantly!
"No need." Shaoyin held him down, raised his sword and flew up, and landed on the ridge of the roof, "It was agreed in advance that if we fight later, Wuyamen will bear all the losses caused."
The male cultivator is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, but seeing that the female cultivator is only at the middle stage of the golden core, he didn't pay attention to her at all, and said without thinking: "Okay!"
"Happy!" Shaoyin laughed, with a sword in her chest, "Come on!"
The male cultivator's weapon is a domineering long sword, his spiritual power is also very violent, and his moves are arrogant and rough. Standing below, Chen Feng pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were full of anger.
Angry at that senior, she actually handed over the mortal sect to Yinyin. She is only at the middle stage of Jindan, how can she bear this burden? !
He stared intently at the scene of the fight, and went to rescue her in time when she was in danger.
Of course he didn't wait.
Within fifty moves, the male cultivator was defeated.
After being stabbed with dozens of blood holes by Shaoyin, the whole person has become a blood gourd, but Shaoyin still moves gracefully, unrestrained and leisurely, with not a single strand of hair messed up.
Anyone who sees it will know that the two are not on the same level!
The male cultivator was stunned: "You, you have hidden your cultivation!"
"Yes!" Shaoyin readily admitted, "Walking outside, who doesn't have a few cards?"
The male cultivator was so aggrieved that he was about to explode!
He also has a hole card, but he has no chance to use it!
"Send a letter to your sect and ask them to come and redeem him." Shaoyin tied him up, kicked him down, landed lightly, and handed the long sword to He Yu.
He Yu took it respectfully, with fanaticism on his face, and meticulously wiped off the blood on the sword with a handkerchief before putting it back into the sheath.
The male cultivator refused to send the letter, and said with a stiff neck, "You kill me!"
"The price of murder is very high." Shaoyin lowered her head and glanced at him, "Can you afford it?"
The male cultivator opened his eyes wide in disbelief, he didn't expect such an answer at all!
"You, you—"
"Yes, we are poor." Shaoyin sat on the stone bench leisurely, "Send the message quickly, or I will record your distressed appearance with a photo stone and distribute it all over the street."
"When the time comes, you won't be able to keep the face of Wuyamen!" She smiled, "Do you want to lose face in the sect, or in the entire Yuezhou?"
The male cultivator was angry.
Don't wait or send a letter to Zongmen.
Only then did Shaoyin look at Chen Feng who hadn't left yet, waved his hands and said, "It's a trivial matter, you don't have to worry about it, just go about your business."
Chen Feng didn't move.
Pursing his lips, he looked at her with a complicated expression.
The figure she had fought against the male cultivator just now overlapped with the figure she had fought against Elder Zhu many years ago!
The same insolence, the same wantonness!
In an instant, there was a storm in my heart.
Countless thoughts popped up in his mind.
She was a mortal, but was chosen as a saint.
She was planted with spiritual roots and received intensive training, and became a Golden Core cultivator in a short period of time.
What if... What if there were no seniors at all, and it was her from beginning to end
Back then, when "she" fought Elder Zhu, he looked at that slender figure with an indescribably strange feeling in his heart. Now that I think about it, it's clearly because they are similar in figure!
Although she covered her face, her figure remained the same. He felt familiar instinctively, but he didn't dare to think about her, so he felt weird!
The sight that fell on her body was too strong, Shaoyin couldn't help being surprised, she looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Feng stared at her for a long time, still unable to determine whether she was taken away or had an adventure.
After all, he has... an old grandfather in him.
In case of danger, he will also meet the enemy on his behalf.
"Nothing." He shook his head. Eyelids drooped slightly, and he said lightly, "I'm leaving."
He stopped looking at her, jumped up and flew away in an instant.
Shaoyin didn't take it to heart either. The hero came here for his green plum, and she must have been affected by such a big change. let him go.
"Have you finished?" She asked the male cultivator of Wuyamen, "I, Mortal Sect, don't want to pay enough compensation."
The male cultivator sent back all the situation just now, and also reported Shaoyin's cultivation base, and cut off the communication when he heard the words, and resentfully said: "You wait!"
Their Wuyamen is not a mortal sect, they only have two or three kittens!
Shaoyin snorted softly: "Just wait and wait."
The result of waiting, of course, is that Wuyamen will do its best to compensate.
Yuezhou is similar to Qingzhou, there are not many sects that can fight.
Shaoyin adopted the same strategy as Qingzhoushi, using the extreme yin body as a guide to attract a large wave of evil cultivators, catch them all, plant their imprints, and let them open branch halls everywhere to promote the tenet of Mortal Sect.
Hatred is interlinked, and these evil cultivators also resent Shaoyin's deception and enslavement, sowing hatred for her everywhere. Jianghu sect doesn't need Shaoyin to appear on the stage, but the cultivation sect does. Shaoyin has personally killed "love apprentice" many times and blackmailed countless resources.
The name of the Mortal Sect gradually became popular in Yuezhou.
At this time, Chen Feng also went to Xuantianzong to take revenge. When dealing with those who bullied him, he somehow remembered Shaoyin's method back then. With a thought, they destroyed their spiritual roots and nailed them to the tree.
After doing this, he spit out his depression and laughed loudly! Feeling the relaxation of his mood, he was in a good mood, and Yu Jian left before more people came.
After leaving a long distance, after confirming that Xuantianzong's people could not catch up, he slowed down, feeling a little dazed, not knowing where to go.
He is now a person without sect. Chenjiazhuang can't go back again, where will he go from now on
Unexpectedly, Shaoyin came to mind.
He was thinking while flying slowly towards Yuezhou.
She should still be her.
Mortal Sect is a thankless sect, even if that senior is her own mother, he would not establish such a thankless sect for her.
Only she built it herself.
Therefore, she should have bumped into Qiyu just like him.
The one on him is the old man, so the one on her...could it be the old woman
Thinking of her drastically changed temperament, he couldn't help but think that that old lady should be from an evil cultivator. Only evil cultivators can have such a willful style.
She was subtly influenced by the "grandmother", so her temperament changed drastically.
After confirming, his doubts disappeared, but he felt even more uncomfortable.
She would establish the Mortal Sect, which was obviously stimulated by those senior brothers back then. Since she was a child, she had a stubborn temper. Being bullied like this, she must become stubborn and had to do something.
It's all his fault.
Chen Feng was filled with guilt.
"Have you finished your revenge?" Shaoyin asked casually when she saw Chen Feng again.
Chen Feng nodded: "Yes."
He seemed a little silent, paused, and said, "Can I join the Mortal Sect?"
"Why?" Shaoyin asked in surprise.
Chen Feng lowered his head, stroked the hilt of his sword slowly, and said, "I have nowhere to go."
In fact, he felt indebted to her. At the beginning, she was implicated by him and hurt by others. Later, the compensation he gave, whether it was Zhuyan Pill or Zengshou Pill, she didn't expect to need it. And Linggen, she didn't use him either.
Chen Feng always felt that he owed her, so he wanted to join the Mortal Sect and help her out.
"Okay." Shaoyin readily agreed, "Then I'll give you the position of Elder Ke Qing."
People from the same village should take care of each other.
Next, Chen Feng saw Mortal Sect's behavior with his own eyes. He followed Shaoyin and watched her kill her lover and blackmail her. He was severely stimulated!
He wished he was blind and didn't see anything!
But the people around her were used to it, and looked at her with adoring and enthusiastic eyes. Especially her third disciple, He Yu, whose eyes are getting hotter day by day!
Originally, he wanted to remind Shaoyin, but He Yu's hands and feet were clean, but he was more attentive than others, which made him unable to grasp the reason, so it was inconvenient to speak up.
As for himself, he never mentioned the matter of "becoming a Taoist couple". It's not that he didn't want to, but he knew that it was impossible.
She has changed into another look, but he is still the same, and they are drifting away. You can only be a Taoist friend, not a Taoist companion.
After developing the power of Mortal Sect in Yuezhou, Shaoyin moved to other continents. She went to Yuezhou alone, and she didn't intend to take anyone with her.
He Yu wanted to follow her, but she left her behind: "You are the most loyal, with you in charge, I am most at ease."
He Yu's eyes were red, but he didn't mention leaving with her again, and nodded heavily: "I will take good care of Yuezhou, Master, don't worry!"
"Well, don't forget to practice after I leave." Shaoyin urged, "If you need anything, please contact me at any time."
He Yu nodded, his eyes became redder, and he tried his best to hold back the grievance: "Yes, Master."
"Okay, I'm leaving!" Shaoyin patted him on the shoulder, and then left calmly.
He Yu stood where she was, looking up at the direction she was leaving with her fists clenched tightly. At this moment, Chen Feng came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will take good care of your master."
"Bang!" He Yu punched, but Chen Feng dodged it, and the punch hit the wall, creating a big hole.
Chen Feng laughed loudly and left.
The Mortal Sect is like a ball of fire in the Southern Territory. It lights up here and there, and gradually burns the entire Southern Territory.
"Next, I'm going to the Northern Territory." Shaoyin looked at Chen Feng beside him, "Do you want to follow?"
Chen Feng watched her grow up, and her cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, even if she goes to the Northern Territory, there will be no danger.
The main reason is that she, like himself, has an old man on her body, and idlers can't do anything to her. And when you encounter someone you can't beat, just run away.
"I'm not going," he said. "Bon voyage."
Chen Feng felt that what he owed her had been repaid to her in the past few years. Next, he's going his own way.
"Goodbye." Shaoyin didn't give up, nodded slightly to him, and ran to the North Territory alone.
Long after she left, Chen Feng went in the same direction.
There is nothing new in the southern region, he wants to look elsewhere. For example, North Territory.
There are some differences between the Northern Territory and the Southern Territory, mainly reflected in the warlike monks. In other places, it is no different. There are also mortals, and there are government offices, and when people from the rivers and lakes or monks cause chaos in the mortal country, the government does not care, nor does the sect.
Shaoyin planted the banner of Mortal Sect and started a new journey.
A new trick, eating all over the world, she still plays the banner of "extremely yin body".
The monks in the Northern Territory don't pay much attention to faith and face. They are not ridiculed for bullying the small by the big. On the contrary, those with low cultivation level dare to disobey those with high cultivation level and are reprimanded and scolded.
Shaoyin began to get hurt frequently.
Her divine sense was strong, but her physical body couldn't bear this power, and it burst open frequently. Fortunately, he has taken in a few thoughtful disciples who will cook for her, take care of her daily life, give her medicine, and take care of her life in every possible way.
"Tsk tsk." Hui Hui was often speechless, "You and the hero are really like a family."
Shaoyin said quickly, "You can talk after you think about it."
"I'm not wrong." Huihui said confidently, "Look at you, you fall in love with a young and handsome young man, so you accept him as a disciple, give you resources, give you exercises, train them with all your strength, and let him work hard for you. Look at Chen Feng again, if he likes beautiful and infatuated girls, he puts them all in the house, loves this one, loves that one, and instigates them to serve as shields for the Mortal Sect."
Shaoyin: "..."
Chen Feng also came to Beiyu, but he didn't tell her. But Hui Hui often sends her news, saying what Chen Feng did and what he did again.
In short, if Chen Feng hadn't won over some forces, she would have been injured more frequently.
"Oh." She didn't blush, "I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."
Huihui laughed.
"hypocritical!"
"Hypocritical!"
"You and Chen Feng are both scumbags!"
He Yu was still thinking about her in Yuezhou, but she forgot about him. She had a new disciple and praised him every day for his good cooking skills, good talent, fast cultivation, and ability to do things.
Hehe, scumbag!
Shaoyin pretended not to hear, and calmly took out a few storage bags: "Do you want more?"
"...I was talking about Chen Feng!" Hui Hui immediately changed her words, "He is such a scum! Why don't you just sleep with each other and dump the other, so that he still has a chance to fall in love with others! He loves everyone! They are not allowed to quarrel, What a scumbag!"
"Yinyin is different! Yinyin doesn't sleep at all! She doesn't even touch her little hands! She is a clean and good master!"
Shaoyin snorted softly and put away the storage bag: "It suddenly occurred to me that the reserves are not enough now, so let's not sell them."
Huihui became anxious all of a sudden, annoyed that she hadn't kept her mouth shut before, and praised her again and again, almost blowing out flowers, and finally coaxed out a storage bag.
Shaoyin failed to spread the influence of Mortal Sect to the West Desert and East China Sea.
In the final battle in the Northern Territory, she received an urgent prompt from Huihui: "It's not good! It's timed out! We've been in this world for 150 years, and it's timed out!"
It is the cannon fodder system, and the role she plays is cannon fodder.
It is not allowed to stay in the mission world for a long time.
It's the cannon fodder's duty to make quick decisions and solve one character before moving on to the next one.
"What should I do? I haven't gone to the Immortal Realm yet!" Feeling distressed, a piece of immortal artifact can be exchanged for so many grade points! But it didn't get any of it!
Shaoyin was not in the mood to comfort it.
When I said those words at the beginning, it was originally to coax it to play.
She had already guessed that it was impossible to stay here for too long, but now it has finally arrived.
"Quiet," she said.
How to leave more tinder in the shortest time
She sat cross-legged in the hall, her eyes deep in thought.
Three days later, Huihui was ejected by the world.
Shaoyin did not.
Her business is not done yet, she can't go.
She forced herself to stay, but her body began to crumble.
After waiting for another two days, the arrangement was finally done.
The Mortal Sect angered a Mahayana powerhouse.
His daughter lost her temper and destroyed a city, killing and injuring countless mortals. Shaoyin ordered his daughter's cultivation to be abolished.
This Mahayana powerhouse has only one daughter. When he heard the news, he was furious and came straight at Shaoyin!
"He Lingyin! Get out of here!"
With a roar of thunder, surging spiritual power crashed down, and the palace where Shaoyin was located collapsed in an instant.
Countless dust rose up, filling the field of vision, and when Shaoyin opened his eyes, he saw that the entire hall built here by the Mortal Sect had been blown down.
This is the anger of the strong in the Mahayana period.
"The young ones were beaten, but the old ones came." Shaoyin stood up slowly and drew out her long sword.
She dispatched all her disciples ahead of time, and no one gave her a sword.
"Your daughter lost her spiritual root, you regret it. So many people who were killed by your daughter, who will regret it?" She turned her sword, and all the dust that filled her vision dispersed, and her vision was clear.
She saw the appearance of the person who came, a thin middle-aged man with anger and arrogance on his face.
Mahayana strong, what is so great? Shaoyin's eyes are clear and arrogant, that is, she has no time, otherwise in a hundred years, he will be the dog under her feet.
"Is the daughter of this deity comparable to those low lives?" The man shouted angrily, and raised his palm to pat it.
A light palm from a strong Mahayana period can crush her to pieces.
Shaoyin raised her cultivation level abruptly, regardless of her body's ability to withstand it, she forced herself to a higher level.
However, it is still a big realm lower than him.
She withstood the blow, but her body collapsed even more. Wipe off the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and smiled contemptuously at him: "In the eyes of the strong in the tribulation period, you are also a cheap life. In the eyes of people in the fairyland, you are not even a cheap life, just a speck of dust. Do you think you are What is it?"
When the Mahayana stage powerhouse heard the words, the anger on his face grew stronger, and his momentum suddenly rose: "Presumptuous!"
It was another palm, and it was shot with a bang!
Shaoyin still resisted this time, but the long sword shattered into powder, and there was a soft sound of bone cracking on her body.
The strong man at the Mahayana stage seemed very surprised that she could withstand his two palms, and was about to raise his palm to slap again, when she suddenly heard her shout: "You don't need to do it! I will kill myself!"
The strong man at the Mahayana stage raised his eyebrows, and withdrew his hand: "You are wise."
He still felt his hands were dirty after killing a cheap life.
Turning her hands away, looking down proudly, watching her commit suicide.
At this time, many people gathered outside the mansion.
There are monks and ordinary people.
Some secretly applauded, but more people showed worry.
Shaoyin lowered her eyes slightly, and put one hand on top of her head, but instead of clapping it down hard, she lifted it up with difficulty.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, a pair of glistening bones gradually appeared in her hand!
It was a whole skeleton.
Without the support of her skeleton, it was difficult for her to maintain her human form immediately, but she still struggled to control her spiritual power, turning that skeleton into a bone sword.
Then, she stabbed the bone sword into her heart with her backhand, piercing the heart.
"don't want!!"
Countless mournful voices sounded in unison.
The Mahayana monk frowned slightly. Ants can actually make such a movement? With a flick of his fingertips, everyone's voices were blocked.
The noisy sound disappeared, and he stretched his brows.
"Master!!" Two of the disciples she sent out came back, quickly rushed away from the crowd, came to the ruins, caught her inhuman body, their hands were trembling, and blood was almost dripping from their eyes.
Shaoyin didn't respond to them, and with the last of his strength, he threw the bone sword covered with bloody lines.
"Ding." The bone sword stood on the ground.
"Even though my body is dead, my faith will never die." Shaoyin's weak voice reached the ears of everyone present, "Someone will inherit my mantle."
Heartbroken, the two disciples raised their heads and stared at the Mahayana cultivator, their eyes tearing apart: "Disciple is willing!"
"I would too!"
"We are all willing!"
A voice came from outside the crowd, and all the mouths that had been sealed by the monks of the Mahayana period broke the seal.
The monks in the Mahayana period only felt that their faces were swept away, and they were a little unhappy. But he didn't bother to argue with many ants, so he just sent a wave of spiritual power towards the bone sword on the ground.
The bones of mere cultivators in the stage of transforming gods also want to be passed on
Seeing this, two of Shaoyin's disciples roared angrily, "No! Stop!"
The little disciple even rushed over to protect the sword with his body.
However, the sword was still broken in two.
The little disciple's anger froze on his face, gradually turning into pain and grief, and the ordinary monks and mortals who were watching all this also burst into tears.
"Too much deceit!"
"The sky has no eyes!"
The Mahayana monks showed satisfaction in their eyes. What heaven? He is God!
However, when he glanced at something out of the corner of his eye, he froze in astonishment.
I saw that the bone sword that was broken into two pieces gradually melted and became two smaller bone swords!
"Dare!" He shouted angrily, and another wave of spiritual power swung down.
The two small bone swords were smashed into dozens of pieces.
However, they seem to have self-awareness, gradually melting and turning into smaller bone swords.
The monk in the Mahayana period suddenly felt ashamed, swept his sleeve robe angrily, and swung a series of precise strength, shaking more than a dozen bone swords into powder!
Now look at how they are still struggling!
"There is no heaven." The woman's weak voice was clearly heard by everyone, "With a sword in your hand, you are the sky."
Countless powders were blown away by the wind and landed in the palms of many people. Each grain of powder was in the shape of a sword.
Those who have obtained the fine powder and the micro-sword feel as if invisible power is pouring into their hearts. Looking at the omnipotent Mahayana monk again, he gradually stood up and stopped bowing his knees.
He clenched his palms tightly, as if holding power: "I'm not afraid of you!"
"I'm not afraid of you either!" Soon, someone followed.
"We are not afraid of you!"
With a sound, it became an ocean, which seemed to be vast.
The Mahayana cultivator became furious and turned his wrist: "Since you are not afraid of death, let's go with her!"
"Stop!!" A long howl came from a distance, and in an instant, a handsome and outstanding young man flew close, and swung a sword intent, breaking the strength of the Mahayana cultivator.
"Who are you?!" the Mahayana monk shouted.
Chen Feng ignored him, but fell down and snatched Shao Yin's body from the hands of the two disciples.
She is dead.
Just saying that sentence, the last strength of this body was exhausted, the body completely collapsed, and there was no more vitality.
She died a terrible death. All the bones in his body were taken away, and the blood on his body was also drained, leaving only a lump...
Shapeless dilapidation.
Chen Feng was late. He didn't protect her, and he didn't even see her for the last time.
Hugging her broken body, his heart was trembling with pain, his hands were trembling at the moment, his body was trembling, his teeth were gritting, he slowly raised his head, his eyes turned red at some point: "I, Chen Feng, are at odds with you! "
"Ding."
"The world judges that the grades are excellent."