Mozun's apprentice is wrong

When Bai Jingxuan opened his eyes, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

He immediately understood the source of the severe pain - just now, the original owner of this body was stabbed through the heart by the man in black, and he immediately took it away, but it was still a step too late.

He felt a depressive atmosphere covering the entire Qingxuan Hall, and the surrounding pictures seemed to be frozen——

I saw a young man beside the couch with a sharp expression, his eyes swept across the man in black like a knife's edge.A dark aura emanated from his body.

The man in black who invaded the temple maintained the posture of stabbing him with his sword, the tip of the sword stopped behind his neck, almost clinging to the skin.

But they were all suppressed by a force and couldn't move, they could only turn their eyes to look at each other in horror.

The young man's name is Lin Yuyang, and he is the only closed disciple of Bai Jingxuan, the Immortal of the Northern Underworld. It is precisely because of the death of his teacher that the young man awakens his power and then falls into the evil way.

For twelve lifetimes in a row, this child awakened his ability due to a certain opportunity, which almost disturbed all the order of heaven and man, and brought the world into chaos.

Moreover, his soul is immortal, and has always been able to reincarnate and return to life after many kalpas.

This is also the reason why he, as the incarnation of heaven, came to prevent him from falling into the devil himself this time.

This breath spread outside the hall, and the remaining vitality of the disciples guarding the hall who fell under the sword of the man in black was eroded away.

With the main hall as the center, the scorched earth spread rapidly.

This kind of erosion has no end, even though he has just fallen into this fragile body, Bai Jingxuan still decides to go all out and release his divine power forcibly.

I saw the needle-shaped silver leaf between his eyebrows emitting a burst of golden light, getting brighter and brighter.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew up in the hall, blowing up his light blue-white robe and jet-black hair, looming in the flickering lightning, like a ghost.

boom--

The majestic spiritual pressure is almost visible to the naked eye, forming a light blue barrier, making the air stagnate.

Against the backdrop of lightning, dozens of black shadows were directly shattered, and fell to the ground silently one after another, dying on the spot.

At the same time, a pure and majestic spiritual flow swept towards the young man like a whirlwind.It was like a clear spring pouring down on his head, waking him up from his nightmare, and the dark aura released from his body also dissipated.

Lin Yuyang's eyes refocused, seeing a white dress imprinted in his eyes, he almost doubted his own eyes, just now he clearly saw the enemy's sword light piercing the master's body.

"Master...respect?"

The stupefaction soon turned into surprise, the young man stepped forward in two steps, looked at the shocking bright red on Bai Jingxuan's chest in disbelief, and said cautiously: "Are you... all right?"

Bai Jingxuan nodded slightly, but immediately saw Lin Yuyang stretching out his arms with joy, trying to touch him, but retracted after a moment of delay.

With that cautious expression, he was quite like a well-behaved and sensible boy next door.

How did this child grow into what he is now under the harsh abuse of the original owner?

It's just... incredible.

And this is very different from the image of the Demon Lord who turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain in the previous twelve lives.

Thinking of this, he showed a hint of surprise, and involuntarily took a slight step back.It was this step that made him feel a sense of powerlessness and severe pain all over his body. At the same time, a burst of dizziness hit him, and he staggered, his expression of surprise was beyond words.

Lin Yuyang hurried forward a few steps, and almost instantly supported the slightly shaking white shadow, "Master! What's wrong with you?"

Bai Jingxuan struggled to raise his trembling hands, looked at it for a moment, and felt that the meridians around his body had been completely burnt by the divine power released just now, and even his internal organs were shaken to pieces.

He was quite dissatisfied with the vulnerability of this body, before he could speak, he collapsed into Lin Yuyang's arms.

As the incarnation of Heavenly Dao, he has never felt powerless, but this body, whose spirit veins were shattered by the Heavenly Thunder Calamity, just now withstood the impact of his divine power, is tantamount to being subjected to the nine-layered Heavenly Thunder again. .

It can be said that the degree of fragmentation of this body is almost like a puddle of tofu that has been ground into mud, and it is impossible to pick it up.

He said impatiently to Lin Yuyang in a deep voice: "Help me..." He paused, analyzed the original owner's language habits and then changed his words: "Help me up as a teacher."

Lin Yuyang saw that his whole body was soft, so he hugged him horizontally, the body of the person in his arms was as light as a cicada's wings, his heart tightened, and he quickly came to the side of the couch in a few steps.

At this moment, dozens of breaths came from behind him, he hesitated for a moment, and then gently put Bai Jingxuan back on the couch calmly.

He turned his head and saw the person who came and the many disciples following behind him. The leader was Bai Jingxuan's senior brother, Pei Jinghuan, the head of Xuanjing Hall of Mingtian Sect, and the Xuanshan disciples behind him also showed bad looks.

So he cautiously bowed to him and said, "Master Uncle." Worried about Master's injury in his heart.

Pei Jinghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Bai Jingxuan who was pale but conscious on the couch, he seemed very surprised.

After quickly analyzing the current situation, he looked slightly at the corpses lying on the ground inside and outside the hall, and at the withered garden with the main hall as the center.

"I don't know what kind of exercise the suzerain is practicing, so powerful? I was one step late when I received the distress signal."

Bai Jingxuan, who was leaning on the couch, sneered when he heard the words.

What do you mean come here?

The disciples guarding the hall had already released the distress signal, but Pei Jinghuan, who was the head of the Xuanjing hall, ignored it and arrived late.It is clear that he deliberately waited for the black-clothed man who came to seize Xuanbingquan and Qingxuan Palace to lose both, and then reap the benefits.

At the same time, since the other party dared to do this, they must have taken advantage of the weakness of the original owner to control the sect, and now there will be no reinforcements to rescue them.

Xin Dao, a scheming and ruthless person like you will not be able to survive the thunder disaster of entering the country.

With a weak voice, he sneered and said, "How could it be? If it wasn't for me..." He paused: "If the deity hadn't come back to life, you should have come just in time."

There was something in this sentence, and Lin Yuyang immediately understood the meaning in his ears. Pei Jinghuan came late, and brought a group of disciples from Xuanjing Hall with him, obviously he had other plans.

The boy immediately gripped the hilt of his sword quietly.

Pei Jinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. He observed Bai Jingxuan carefully, and saw that he was as fragile as a piece of paper, and his breath seemed to be there. He was clearly a dying person.

But what happened to the corpses here?

Is it a flashback?Thinking of this, he made up his mind, he must not miss this opportunity, since his intentions have been seen through, it is better to burn the boat.After killing Bai Jingxuan, the suzerain position and Xuan Bingquan are all in his pocket.

So he raised his voice and said: "The suzerain practiced heretics, how can he become the leader of a sect? Now that he has been punished by heaven, it is better to hand over Xuanbingquan and give up his position as soon as possible!"

Bai Jingxuan smiled coldly, he really didn't hide it, it's a pity that he can't even lift the sword now, otherwise this person's life would be killed in an instant.

Lin Yuyang said: "Why did Master Uncle say that?"

With a ferocious smile on his face, Pei Jinghuan opened his arms and pointed outside the hall, "There is no grass growing outside the Qingxuan Hall at this time! And how can a person with a broken spiritual vein kill a group of assassins? If the suzerain is not practicing magic, what should he do?" explain?"

Lin Yuyang was about to reason, but he heard the faint voice behind him lightly said: "Brother, maybe you forgot..." The voice lagged for a while, and then gasped for a while with a cough, "Xuan Bingquan is hidden in purple. The mansion is united with the Yuanshen, and it cannot be taken out unless the suzerain dies."

The other party smiled smugly: "Of course I remember, as long as you die, I have my own way."

"Since that's the case... the deity is going to let you down."

A string of incantations escaped from the two slender lips, and immediately there was a strong wind in the hall, and a long howl resounded in the ears.The gigantic silver-gray wings fluttered and passed before everyone's eyes, setting off bursts of hurricanes.

A group of disciples were shocked by the hurricane carrying the majestic spiritual flow, and they couldn't help raising their arms to block it.

Lin Yuyang heard a voice in his head: "Take me as a teacher."

The two figures disappeared outside the hall together with the huge wings like lightning.

"Jialou Luoniao..." Pei Jinghuan stared at the gray feather that had disappeared into the night sky, and said sharply, "Chase!"