Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 239
Ji Yanshu felt his brain buzzing, and he stared blankly at Ye Zhanyun's arms.

"Xin, Yue..." With trembling lips, his eyes were full of shock.

He saw large swathes of blood falling from Anyang's torn wound, and that face, which was exceptionally clear even in a dream, seemed to have been corroded by terrible things, and there was no trace of familiarity anymore.

What's going on, what happened...

He staggered and took two steps forward, all the questioning stuck in his throat, the pain made his whole heart feel like it had been stabbed by a thousand knives.

Obviously he was fine before he left, what happened, what happened...

"Ji Yanshu!" For the first time, Ye Zhanyun's eyes showed undisguised hatred, "From now on, I, the Lingxiao Sect, swear to be your enemy! I will kill you with my own hands!"

Ji Yanshu was completely stunned, and he suddenly realized that something had completely changed since then...

Because of the balance of power, the Devil's Cult and the entire Righteous Way have not violated the river water for many years, but now Ye Zhanyun has declared war on him.

But this thought only appeared for a moment, because he saw the eyes that were closed because of the pain slightly opened the gap.Eyes blinded by tears, losing all luster, empty and hopeless...

In a daze, he seemed to hear her say that she hates him...

"Xinyue! No, don't go!"

He roared and called out the person's name, and when he wanted to catch up, Ye Zhanyun's magic weapon seemed to swallow all the power in the world, and suddenly exploded into a silver-horned dragon, blocking him.

Obviously he could break through, but his limbs seemed to stiffen, making him unable to move.

He watched helplessly as the two people flew into the sky, and the dense clouds accumulated engulfed their figures.

The brain was dizzy with pain and stimulation, "No! No!" He didn't know what he was groaning, as if something terrible was swallowing everything, and he left nothing after all. live……

"puff!"

A mouthful of thick blood spurted out suddenly, and the rainstorm in front of him became blurred in an instant.

His knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment.

The power around him subconsciously dissipated, drenching him immediately.Stretching out his hand in a daze, he grasped nothingness in vain, and then all consciousness was swallowed by the heavy rain...

The rainy days in my memory fell into the dream, and the dark sky did not see the sun for several days.

A muddy puddle formed under the rocks, and winding streams brushed against his cheeks.

Pain, the bones all over his body seemed to be crushed, but he didn't die, but it was more uncomfortable than death...

"Don't go there, it looks so scary..."

In the hazy mist, he vaguely heard someone's voice.Has anyone come to this remote place?
He opened his mouth to ask for help, but his voice made an unpleasant sound, like the roar of a ferocious beast.

"Ah...ah..."

Tears welled up eagerly, don't leave, if he leaves, he is really going to die, he can't die here...

"Don't go, haven't you noticed, that place is very demonic, he is a member of the Demon Cult..."

People from the Devil's Cult... Was it someone from the world of cultivating immortals who discovered him?
He suddenly began to panic again, apprehension, anticipation, two completely different emotions, frantically jumping in his chest, so that he no longer dared to guess the impermanence of fate.

(End of this chapter)