When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

The man's screams echoed in the mansion, Bai Lengyan's ferocious appearance stunned the group of people, and Heng Jun was so powerful that he could not see the level of cultivation, but pierced their boss's chest with a piece of dog's tail grass Now, the remaining monks dare not move at all.

Heng Jun raised his hand slightly, and Su Wenqing stood up and hung in the air. He checked the person up and down, and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No." Su Wenqing replied.

Hengjun didn't care about it, but seemed to protect an important magic weapon.

Heng Jun nodded and wanted to take Su Wenqing away.

"Wait a minute." Su Wenqing looked at Bai Lengyan who was wrapped in black mist, and said, "If it's convenient, untie it for me first."

Hengjun hesitated for a moment, and did as he did, Quandang repayed Su Wenqing for patiently answering his questions along the way. He was not afraid of Su Wenqing running away, because he could catch him back in an instant.

Bai Lengyan has fallen into a demon.

Unlike ordinary demons, degenerating into demons is the greatest shame for human cultivators. They are not even the lowest "bastards" in the demon world. They are just a mass of mud. It is extremely difficult to break through in cultivation. Become a lunatic who is neither human nor ghost, and his behavior style can no longer be inferred according to common sense. Simply put, the scourge is not only rejected by human cultivators, but also by demon cultivators.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white hem. Bai Lengyan turned his head abruptly, and then slowly looked at Shangsu Wenqing's unmoving eyes. He saw his own appearance in the other's clear pupils, and there was a demonic red color in the center of his brows. Mark, like a man hanging upside down, arms crossed.

Bai Lengyan let out an "ah", he dropped the sharp weapon in his hand, and began to wipe the mark on his forehead desperately, until the mark broke, and blood flowed out from his nose to his chin, as if wiping away the last bit of humanity Then Bai Lengyan laughed idiotically, and his laughter became louder and louder, extremely crazy.

"Su Wenqing, you have caused me so much misery..."

Being grabbed by Bai Lengyan's clothes, Su Wenqing let the other party's blood and filth be smeared on it. He watched the man stand up slowly, sticking very close to him, and his breath was smelly and sticky. "It would be nice if I didn't have you? I You are still the young master of the Tianlan sect, and I still have a father who loves me, so why are you an innate spiritual root?"

He was even jealous of this.

"Su Wenqing!" Bai Lengyan's eyes turned cold in vain, showing scarlet: "You have to pay me back! Where are you now? Take me there! You want to help me refine the golden elixir again, help me break through the Nascent Soul, I don't want it!" Let others slaughter you here! I want to become a master, I..."

Bai Lengyan's next words stopped abruptly, his eyes widened slightly, and then he slowly lowered his head in disbelief.

Lang Yue passed through his dantian, and the sea of ​​consciousness dissipated, completely cutting off his path of cultivation.

"That's it for Bai Lengyan." Su Wenqing said in a deep voice, "Do you know what I regret the most?"

Bai Lengyan was overwhelmed by the severe pain, he grabbed Lang Yue with one hand, and firmly grasped Zhuo Wenqing's shoulder with the other, wishing he could tear off a piece of flesh.

"I regret the most when I found out that your nature was despicable and soft-hearted. I thought you would change." Su Wenqing said every word, without any trace of affection in his eyes: "All fallen demons, behead them all!"

Lang Yue pulled it out, the Excalibur had the ability to eliminate evil spirits, Bai Lengyan seemed to be burning inside, and the skin began to peel off inch by inch from the wound, he covered his hands, desperately trying to stop the loss of life, but everything was in vain.

"Su Wenqing..." Bai Lengyan's eyes were filled with blood and tears, how could he treat himself like this?An abandoned son picked up by his father, if it wasn't for the Tianlan faction's careful education, how could he have the achievements he has today?The kindness of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring, but it's just framed him a few times, what's the matter? !Bai Lengyan couldn't speak, but he insulted Su Wenqing in the most ugly words in his heart, he was about to die, he had done so many wrong things in this life, he wondered if it would be his turn to be a beast in his next life.

Yeah, so many wrong things...he knows it too.

A trace of complexity flashed in Bai Lengyan's eyes, he will not regret it!But it was still swallowed by a burst of sourness, and finally ended up in such a miserable way of death.

"Don't..." Bai Lengyan fell to the ground, his world began to be blurred and upside down, only Su Wenqing's figure was still clear, he stretched out his hand, and grabbed the hem of the man's clothes again: "Help me, I don't want to die... ..."

When Heng Jun saw Su Wenqing holding Lang Yue's hand, his veins bulged.

"I don't want to die..." The brilliance in Bai Lengyan's eyes quickly faded, his hand gradually weakened, and finally he only hooked a corner lightly, and "slapped" to the ground after a while.

"Brother..."

These are the last two words that Bai Lengyan left in this world.

He still called him Senior Brother, no one knows whether he regrets it or not.

Su Wenqing stared at Bai Lengyan's body for a long time, until it turned into flying ash and dissipated, all love and hate cause and effect, nothing more.

Su Wenqing raised his head and looked at the scattered cultivators with fearful expressions.

Lang Yue seldom kills, but today the mansion is full of blood, Su Wenqing didn't even use spells to block it a little bit, and let the blood splash on his body and face, he slaughtered the loose cultivators, leaving three A trembling furnace.

Su Wenqing was sure that there was no cause and effect of Bai Lengyan on their bodies, and said lightly, "Let's go."

Heng Jun looked at Su Wenqing's slightly bleak back, and didn't quite understand.

Although he didn't know what happened between that furnace and Su Wenqing just now, but since that furnace fell into a demon, it meant that he was not a tough and kind person, and he died as soon as he died. There is no pity. In Hengjun's eyes, it is even more fallacious, it is just the shackles bound by a false name, even blood can betray, irrelevant people are nothing.

"Is it over?" Heng Jun asked.

As soon as the words fell, it was Lang Yue's sharp edge that suddenly struck.

Heng Jun seemed to sigh.

Su Wenqing was bound again by his strong and practical skills, and set off for a mountain with even more pressure.

Su Wenqing looked at the dark clouds on the top of the mountain, and the mountain was shrouded in a layer of thunder and lightning. The aura was dangerous, and he felt that if he was not careful, he would never return.

But these coercion can be resisted by Heng Jun, he opened the barrier and enveloped Su Wenqing.

Inside the mountain pass, there is a path with an invisible end. The top of the head is empty, the stone steps are uneven, and very unstable. There are faint blue ghosts in the air, and they are curiously looking at these intruders.

There are also many rare and exotic beasts. Occasionally, there are scarlet mouths that leap out from the darkness, and Heng Jun simply kills them before they get close.

After walking for some time, Su Wenqing finally stopped.

When they reached the mountain, the inside was almost hollowed out. It seemed to be the ruins of a huge formation. There were still traces of the spell marks on the wall. In the middle there was a long pit that sunk three feet. In the pit were piled up iron chains. It's like a place of imprisonment.

Heng Jun took Su Wenqing into the long pit, beckoned him to the iron chains, and then he moved smoothly, without the slightest hesitation, picked up the two iron chains, and instantly pierced Su Wenqing with the barbs on them. Lute bone!

Su Wenqing let out a muffled snort, and didn't look at Hengjun who looked indifferent until the severe pain eased a little.

This is not a simple iron chain. It is densely engraved with complicated spells, which will weaken a monk's spiritual power and then absorb his spiritual power. Wen Qing's sea of ​​consciousness trembled, but he couldn't break free.

"You are indeed the purest innate spiritual root, reborn back and forth, orthodox inheritance, after tens of thousands of years, I finally waited for one." Heng Jun's cold face flashed a slight fluctuation, and he scanned the entire iron chain, as if that One end is connected to something long-awaited.

"You want to resurrect someone?" Su Wenqing asked.

Heng Jun did not refute, but turned and left.

The iron chain's confinement was worse than his spells, and Su Wenqing was already a piece of fish.

Even if the innate spiritual root was reborn back and forth, the iron chain demanded too much blood at the beginning, and Su Wenqing soon lost consciousness. He finally took a look at the scorched stone walls around him, and fell into the darkness with his head bowed.

This iron chain should have restrained many dead souls, and the residual aura on it is complicated. The innate spiritual root must be sharper, and the chaotic voices lingering in Su Wenqing's ears finally dissipated. Gently pushing his big hand away, Su Wenqing saw some strange scenes.

It wasn't him, and he didn't have any sense of integration. He saw a young man in black tied to it from the perspective of a bystander, but the young man was already very weak. He was breathing hard, and his chest seemed to have a hole. .

"Aheng..." His voice was harsh, but he called out very gently.

Su Wenqing frowned, Ah Heng?

As footsteps approached, Su Wenqing turned around and saw a figure approaching, his face was blurred, but the lake-blue burqa was very familiar.

It's him?

The young man in black smiled lowly without even looking up: "Are you here? Are you here to see me off for the last time?"

"You know you're going to die?"

Such a cold voice, it really was him.

"Ah Heng, I haven't done it."

"You've said that no less than three hundred times."

"You do not trust me?"

"unimportant."

The young man in black may have choked on the word "unimportant", and it took him a while to regain consciousness. He raised his head with difficulty, revealing only a pair of eyes that still looked bright, "Ah Heng, you and I have been through so much, You really...don't like me at all?"

"What is liking?" Heng Jun stood up, like the eternal frost and snow, the young man's words fell in his ears and it was even ridiculous, "I am just experiencing the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and you are too deeply involved in the drama."

The saddest thing between two people is that when one of them is acting on the scene, the other is too deep into the drama.

Even if you ask Xianjun, you can feel the sadness and despair overflowing from the young man, but his eyes are still clear, as if washed with water, "Ah Heng." He said, "I don't blame you."

Su Wenqing stared at the lake-blue figure, and couldn't help but say, "It's not a thing."

He not only said it in the illusion, but also in reality.

Heng Jun who just came back: "..." Who is he scolding?

On the other side, Emperor Wang Yuan was pressing Wu Lin's face to the ground and wiping it.

Taigu, who was completely awake: "Wipe! If you can't die, rub it to your death. If you rub it to death, you will fall down."