The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

The surging spiritual power whipped up gusts of wind, blowing the scarlet robe on the young man's body, and the sleeves fluttered and flapped in the air.

The young man's brows were distant, and there was a trace of indifference in his eyes, but the great aura around him seemed like a bottomless abyss, which made people tremble with fear.

The two young disciples were almost unable to stand due to the surging spiritual power of Yun Lihan.

Holding his companion tightly with both hands, his eyes were full of awe.

Seeing that the two of them had been intimidated, Yun Lihan couldn't bear to attack the two young disciples, so he restrained his momentum and smiled at them, "Quickly report, just tell Yanyang that my name is Yuyu. "

The little disciple was so frightened that he trembled, and he said in disbelief, "Yes... but the senior brother of Xuanmingzong?"

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Cang Qiong faction, Tianhua Peak.

In a cave at the back of the mountain, an old man with silver hair and haggard appearance, with wrinkled skin sticking to his bones, looks like an old tree bark that has grown for an unknown number of years, standing with his hands behind his back, a pair of His eyes, which should have been cloudy, were sparkling.

Behind him, there is a man in white clothes kneeling. The man has a handsome appearance, and his long black hair is tied behind his head and fixed with a hair crown.

His slightly curved back trembled slightly, the fingers hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and the knuckles that leaked outside were abnormally white.

Under the eyelashes covered by fine bangs, there was a pair of rebellious eyes filled with hatred and disdain.

The old man blinked his eyes, and took in all the forbearance that the young man thought he had not shown, but he didn't say anything after all.

He just glanced at the young man with downcast eyes, "Get up, do you know your mistake?"

The young man was Yan Yang. He stood up slowly, but the fingers hanging by his side were still creaking. He stretched his neck, and his eyelashes drooped slightly, "Grandson knows his mistake..."

He said he knew he was wrong, but Yan Yang was strongly dissatisfied in his heart. If he hadn't been unable to beat this old bastard, how could he kneel in front of this old bastard and pretend to be his grandson.

He is a time traveler, but the protagonist who holds the gold finger, everything in this world must serve him, everyone will be defeated by him, and he will stand at the pinnacle of this world!

Today's pretending to be a grandson is just learning from Goujian, the king of Yue, and bearing the humiliation. When his strength improves, he will be the first to use this old thing.

30 years of Hexi, 30 years of Hexi, all those who don't pay attention to him will only have one ending - that is death!

Yan Yang tried his best to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, and there was a flattering smile on his face, but this smile set off the unruliness in his eyes, which made it awkward no matter how you looked at it.

"Grandfather, see if you are tired. May I give you a kick?"

The old man is the Supreme Elder of the Cangqiong Sect and the grandfather of Yanyang's body——Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo blinked his eyes, just quietly watching Yan Yang perform here.

After a while, his eyeballs rolled, since he likes acting so much, let's see whose acting skills are better.

Yan Shuo sighed lightly, as if some steel was too weak, "Yang'er, it's not that grandfather insisted on criticizing you, look at what you did, even if you wanted Yue Yuzhi's natural sword bone , you can steal it, you can send someone to rob it, but no matter what, you shouldn’t take away someone’s sword bone so openly and honestly when two people know about it.”

What Yan Shuo said in one sentence was tears and weeping, he was completely a good grandfather who thought about his grandson.

Yan Yang seemed to be persuaded a little, his lowered eyes were lifted up, that kind of supercilious rebelliousness also subsided a little, his expression softened slightly, "Yuexue and Cang Mingxu won't confess me."

Yan Yang's eyes lit up when he thought of that quirky little girl who was enjoying herself under her body.

In her previous life, Yan Yang was a pure, short and poor man, only in anime and manga, delusional to bring in herself, and regard a two-dimensional girl as his wife.

After living for more than 30 years, until his sudden death while playing games, he never even held a girl's hand.

But after crossing over, he found that he not only had a tall, rich and handsome identity, but also had a jade pendant space, and even had a pure and lovely little girl beside him, who was simply the lover of his dreams.

Yan Yang used the lines he saw in modern comics to coax Yuexue step by step to the point of death. What's more, in order to make Yuexue willingly help her with Yueyu, Yanyang, under the witness of Cang Mingxu, , and Yuexue held a modern wedding.

In the end, on the eve of the action, the little girl was completely wiped out.

Thinking of that night of upheaval, Yan Yang only felt an evil fire in his lower abdomen rushing straight to his forehead, and bright red blood trickled down his nose.

Yan Yang, who was born with contempt for girls, was very firm in his heart at the moment, "Yuexue is already mine, she will not confess me, and Yue Yuzhi is dead, so this matter is also a matter of course." No fourth person will know."

Yan Shuo looked at Yan Yang calmly, and nodded in satisfaction.

He really deserves to be the protagonist, he subdued that girl Yuexue so quickly, since that is the case, he can feel more at ease, as long as he waits slowly for Yanyang to walk on that path according to the plot, his purpose, It can also be easily achieved.

Yan Shuo patted Yan Yang's shoulder lightly, and said earnestly, "Okay, let's leave this matter alone, but from now on, you can't do things so impulsively."

Yan Yang curled his lips into a smile, not taking Yan Shuo's words to heart at all, he is the protagonist!

He just dealt with it casually, "Okay, got it."

At this moment, a communication talisman pierced through the thin barrier and shattered in front of the grandparents and grandchildren, and then an anxious voice came out, "Senior Brother Yanyang, Senior Brother Yueyu Zhiyue of Xuanmingzong wants to see you."

The sound dissipated, and there was a moment of silence in the entire cave.

After a while, Yan Shuo turned his eyes to Yan Yang suddenly, his eyes were full of shock, "Didn't you say that Yue Yuzhi is dead?"

Yan Yang was also a little unbelievable, "Impossible, he can't be alive..."

The two looked at each other, and their eyes met, and they could see the deep fear in each other's eyes.

If Yue Yuzhi is really still alive, then this matter will be a big deal.

Once news of Yan Yang's assassination of Yue Yuzhi got out, their entire Cang Qiong Sect might not only be an enemy of the Xuanming Sect, but even the entire cultivation world.

After all, in the eyes of all the monks in the realm of comprehension, Yue Yuzhi is the only one who has the potential to break through the ladder of the Feishen realm.

What Yan Yang did almost cut off the wishes of all monks.

Even if Yan Yang said that he could reach that level, no one can tell how many accidents there will be before reaching that level.

What's more, there has never been a precedent for something like a natural sword bone being stripped away from its original owner and placed on another person, let alone whether it can continue to play the role of a natural sword bone, or whether it will be backlashed , need to say something else.

Immediately, Yan Shuo pressed Yan Yang's spine with thin fingers like chicken feet, "Relax, don't resist."

Although Yan Yang mobilized his spiritual power subconsciously, he still relaxed after Yan Shuo uttered his voice. He didn't feel any killing intent from Yan Shuo towards him.

After a while, Yan Shuo withdrew his finger, "It is true that there is nothing wrong with the natural sword bone."

Feeling the natural sword bone in Yan Yang's body, Yan Shuo's tense expression relaxed a bit. Thinking about it, he was dug out with the sword bone, took out the Nascent Soul, and was thrown into the dark forest where monsters and beasts were rampant. It's hard not to die .

Yan Yang thought for a while, Yuexue would never betray him, and with a kind of self-confidence, he said to Yan Shuo, "Maybe Cang Mingxu was too scared and confessed to Yue Che."

Yan Shuo waved his hand casually, "It's okay, they have no evidence, and Cang Mingxu's words alone can't prove anything."

Yan Yang wasn't afraid any more, "Then I'll go see my superior."

-

Under the leadership of a young disciple, Yun Lihan walked slowly among the mountains and forests of the Cangqiong Sect.

Among a group of Cang Qiong sect disciples dressed in white clothes, Yun Lihan stood out in a red robe. He held a long sword exuding a deep chill in his hand. There seemed to be a little blood on the tip of the sword. Under the blade, the touch of red exudes deep malice.

Yun Lihan walked all the way, with an indifferent expression, and never gave the slightest glance to the disciples of the Cangqiong sect who were sizing him up.

They had never seen such a person full of contradictions, his face was almost transparent, without a trace of blood, and even his body was extremely weak, as if he would collapse when the wind blows.

However, he exudes an extraordinarily fierce aura all over his body, like the cold moon in the sky, and the lonely snow on the top of the mountains.

At the entrance of the main hall on the top of Tianhua Peak, the little disciple who brought Yun Lihan all the way bowed and stretched out his palm, pointing his fingertips in the direction of the main hall, "The Supreme Elder and Senior Brother Yanyang are waiting inside, Senior Brother Yue please."

Yun Lihan slightly nodded at him, "Thank you."

After the little disciple heard Yun Lihan's voice, his eyes lit up instantly, he couldn't wait to wave his hand at Yun Lihan, and ran down the mountain in a hurry.

He must show off to the other senior brothers, Senior Brother Yue actually thanked him, and his attitude was so sincere, not at all like Senior Brother Yanyang with his nostrils upturned.

The exquisite soap boots stepped into the hall, and a clear voice drifted out with the wind, "Long time no see, Junior Brother Yanyang."

Originally, Yan Yang, who was talking and laughing with Yan Shuo, was not worried at all, but when he heard this voice, his whole body trembled subconsciously, and he gave a severe shudder.

An ominous premonition rose slowly from the bottom of his heart, and before Yan Yang had time to react, the overwhelming coercion overwhelmed him and knelt down heavily on the ground with a "plop", his knees sunk deeply. The floor was paved with white marble, and the sound of broken bones climbed up to Yanyang's scalp through the nerves.

A scream pierced Yan Shuo's eardrums and felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Shuo was taken aback, and hurriedly protected Yan Yang behind him, Yan Yang was the foundation of his existence, so no accident should happen at this time.

However, Yun Lihan's rolling sword intent was not what Yue Yuzhi learned in this world, but Yun Lihan's own cultivation.

Therefore, even Yan Shuo, whose cultivation has reached the fusion stage, almost lost [-]% of his cultivation to resist Yun Lihan's coercion.

(The cultivation levels in Cangxuan Continent are: Qi Refining Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Elixir Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Transformation God Stage, Fusion Body Stage, Crossing Tribulation Stage, Juxia Feisheng.)

Yan Shuo's eyelids were slightly heavy, and there was a lot of fear in his cloudy eyes. The thin young man in front of him clearly only had the cultivation base of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but it was just a coercion, and he was so embarrassed to deal with it.

If the other party really attacks, I am afraid that I will not have the slightest strength to fight back. With such a strong strength, I am afraid that only the strength of the Sky Sect can be beheaded.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, but at this moment, Yanyang couldn't do anything wrong.

Yan Shuo's eyes flickered, and a flattering smile appeared on his face, "Little friend, it's not in line with what a gentleman would do if you started doing it as soon as you entered the palace. I wonder if my grandson did it?" What is it that made Xiaoyou so angry, why don't you sit down first and talk to me in detail?"

After all, without waiting for Yun Lihan to react, Yan Shuo sent a voice transmission to Hou's little disciple at the door, "Go and serve the Yunwu tea that I treasure for my little friend."

Yunwu tea is produced in the northernmost part of the polar ice sheet. Only on the top of the mountains and surrounded by clouds and mist can there be so few tea trees, hence the name.

But also because the location is too remote in the past, and within the jurisdiction of the Cangqiong Sect, the only few Yunwu tea trees have become the treasures of the Cangqiong Sect, and ordinary people can't drink it.

Yan Shuo gave a flattering explanation, "My little friend, I don't know, but this Yunwu tea is a good thing. Taking a sip of it will clear your mind and eyesight, and it will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

At the same time, 9527's voice sounded in Yun Lihan's sea of ​​consciousness, "Boss, I think this Yan Shuo is so strange, he has an aura of traveling through time and space, but he doesn't come from another world like Yan Yang, and He still has a little bit of systematic breath, but there really is no systematic existence, and I scanned him for death and new life, it's so strange that this person reveals a kind of weirdness from the beginning to the end."

Yun Lihan blinked his eyes, rubbed 9527's round head, "No problem."

If he would hinder his own affairs, he would kill him.

Although Yun Lihan had a conversation with 9527, in Yan Shuo's view, it was only half a breath.

Yun Lihan curled his lips into a smile, and his gaze stayed on Yanyang, "There is no need for tea, but this person, I have to decide."

Yan Shuo frowned slightly, Yan Yang, he is really going to be safe.

Yan Shuo's face darkened, "Who is my little friend, and where did you come from? I really want to ask for your master, is he willing to give me some face?"

Yun Lihan's deep voice sounded in the hall, "I am, Yue Yuzhi, as for the master you mentioned, I have already dug out his Nascent Soul, presumably, even if he wanted to give you face, he would not It’s also powerless.”

The cold and indifferent voice seemed to be thrown into the snow in the midst of the cold spring, and the coldness swept away instantly, making the whole hall fall into a kind of suffocating solemnity.

Yan Yang gritted his teeth tightly, Yun Lihan smashed all the bones in his knee for two days, the pain was so painful that he almost fainted.

At this moment, he really wanted to jump into the jade pendant space and jump into the Wang Lingquan to heal his legs, but because Yan Shuo was there, he was afraid of being exposed, so he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

Eyes full of blood red stared at Yun Lihan with boundless hatred, his lips were already bloody from being bitten, Yan Yang's sullen voice rang in Yan Shuo's ear, "Grandfather...he is Yue Yuzhi, he can't Let him get out of here alive."

Hearing this, Yan Shuo subconsciously mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, deep fear flashed in his eyes, the sword bones were ripped off, and yet he still possessed such a powerful aura, his ability is absolutely immeasurable .

The light in Yun Lihan's deep pupils is cold, like the white snow on the top of the snow-capped mountain that cannot be melted away forever, with a icy cold, "I don't want to kill you, I just want to kill you, but if you must If you want to protect Yanyang, don't blame me for being rude."

Yan Shuo moved his fingers slightly, and a communication talisman flashed a bright light in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the hall.

Immediately, a huge broad knife appeared in Yan Shuo's hands, and he looked at Yun Lihan with a terrifying fighting intent in his eyes.

Yan Shuo took a deep breath, for how many years, he had never seen such a stunning and brilliant sword intent, even though he couldn't beat it, it didn't prevent him from fighting it.

After all, he was not helpless, "Then, let's fight."

All of a sudden, the vigorous spiritual power and awe-inspiring aura, like a thunderstorm all over the sky, rippling across the sky and covering the earth, flying sand and rocks, and killing intent all over the sky.

The strong sword intent collided with the sharp sword intent, like the sun falling from the sky, with boundless oppression, diffused, gradually becoming dark, swallowing all the life around it.

Killing intent filled the sky, the sky was filled with cold light, and the spiritual power surging in the sky seemed to have turned into long swords all over the sky, shooting towards Yan Shuo from all directions.

The sharp blade tore through his cassock, Yan Shuo's face turned pale, the spiritual power replenished by devouring the pills was no longer enough to make up for the spiritual power he had consumed.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

Originally, he only wanted to fight Yun Lihan, thinking that even if he couldn't beat him, he could wait until the communication talisman he sent would bring the other elders of the sect over.

However, at this moment, Yan Shuo felt deep remorse in his heart. He was too conceited.

At this moment, Yan Shuo's white clothes were already stained red with blood. His body was covered in blood and scars, and his arm holding the big knife was trembling constantly.

He lowered his arms weakly, and the murderous intent filled the sky accompanied by the crimson clouds in the distance, almost cutting off his life force immediately.

Yan Shuo gritted his teeth, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes, he tiptoed, and quickly backed away, at the same time, the big knife in his hand slashed his left arm fiercely.

The blood from the wound gushed out like a flood from the gate, but none of it fell on the ground, but was absorbed by the big knife.

The sharp blade shone with a strange edge, and the boundless saber intent spread out, blocking all of Yun Lihan's sword energy.

But at the same time, the blood on Yan Shuo's face faded at a strange speed until it was almost transparent.

A long growl came out of Yan Shuo's mouth, and his whole body collapsed powerlessly, blocking Yun Lihan's move, he couldn't summon up any more strength.

Yun Lihan raised his long sword, a dazzling sword light enveloped Yan Shuo's whole body, and he was about to kill him.

Suddenly a frightening sword shadow floated into the air, facing Shang Yun Lihan's sword intent, the big sword was cut in half by the sword light, and the broken half of the sword was deeply stuck into the soil.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, someone came to protect both Yan Shuo and Yan Yang behind them.

Yan Chi, the suzerain of the Cangqiong Sect, suppressed the blood churning in his chest, and raised his eyes to look at the young man in red with bloody eyes and distant eyes.

Yun Lihan was suspended in mid-air without any support, his body stood upright like a green pine, a long sword shone with a cold light in his hand, and the blood that had not dried up on the sword kept dripping down.

Tick!Tick!

The pungent smell of blood permeated the air, and the faces of all the disciples of the Cang Qiong sect who were hiding aside were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Yan Chi was still holding a half-truncated big knife in his hand, veins popped up on the fingers holding the knife, and countless cracks had been pumped open in the arm that had collided with Yun Lihan's sword intent.

Yan Chi looked at Yun Lihan silently, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally turned into a touch of fear, his eyes deeply slammed into those eyes that were neither sad nor happy, "Nephew Yuexian is here this time, What is the meaning of sending a hand to hurt someone in my sky?"

As the suzerain of the Cang Qiong Sect, Yan Chi and Yue Che had a very good relationship, and he had met Yue Yuzhi many times, so it was not surprising that he recognized Yun Lihan at this moment.

Yun Lihan took a sword flower casually, put away the long sword, and said expressionlessly, "I need to ask Junior Brother Yanyang about this."

Only then did Yan Chi turn his gaze to Yan Yang, who was in pain and almost passed out with rolled eyes, his eyes glowed with anger, "Yan Yang, tell me, what happened?"

Yan Shuo coughed violently, and then weakly told Yan Chi the whole story.

Although Yan Chi and Yan Yang are both surnamed Yan, their actual relationship is not that close. Thousands of years ago, they might have been brothers of the same clan, but now, the only trace of blood left is basically negligible. .

But the problem is that although Yan Yang has nothing to do with him, Yan Shuo is his master, so he has no way to hand over Yan Yang.

There was a stalemate in his heart, Yan Chi decided to return this hot potato to Yan Shuo, "Master, how should we deal with this matter?"

Yan Shuo's breathing was stagnant. At this moment, his whole body was covered with scars, the spiritual power in his dantian was emptied, and the whole dantian was in pain as if it had been torn apart.

Even if he still has the heart to protect Yanyang, there is nothing he can do.

Yan Shuo's eyes flickered, and his gaze was fixed on Yan Yang. At this moment, he was grinning with his broken leg in pain. Looking at Yan Yang's appearance, Yan Shuo was very angry.

Sure enough, this is the protagonist. No matter how much trouble he gets into, someone will always help him and protect him. Even if he gets unlucky for a while, he will definitely slap him back later.

Yan Shuo felt a little dazed. He clearly knew that Yanyang was the son of luck in this world. Even if he played a vital role in his future plans, before Yanyang completed the mission of the son of luck, He will definitely not die so simply.

And he still wanted to protect Yanyang just now, he must be dazed...

Yan Shuo raised his head and looked at Yun Lihan, a sharp light flashed in his old cloudy eyes, "Yes, we can hand over Yanyang to you, but we have one condition."

Yun Lihan sighed lightly, as if he didn't hear Yan Shuo's words clearly, "Conditions?"

Yan Shuo's heart trembled, and a creepy feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart, "That... there is no condition, no condition, I just hope that after we hand over Yanyang to you, we will not attack the other disciples of the Cangqiong Sect."

Yun Lihan's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of surprise on his face. He looked into Yan Shuo's eyes, "I remember, I said at the beginning that as long as you hand over Yanyang, I don't want to be with you." You are in trouble."

Yan Shuo: "..."

Dude, it looks like he took a fat beating and he brought it on...

Yan Shuo couldn't wait to throw Yan Yang into Yun Lihan's arms, "Here you are."

Yan Yang was frightened, "Grandfather—"

He couldn't imagine that not long ago he was desperately trying to protect his grandfather, but in the blink of an eye he was thrown to Yun Lihan like trash.

Yan Yang felt that these short breaths seemed as long as a century, and everything in front of him slowed down. While his body was rushing towards Yun Lihan, the surging air around him set off bursts of air. The strong wind continued to destroy his body.

"Snapped--"

A crisp sound.

Yan Yang lay face down on the ground in a daze.

For a moment, everyone froze in place, and after a while, all eyes were on the young man who took a step back.

Yun Lihan blinked his eyes, his face was full of innocence, when Yan Shuo threw Yanyang over, he didn't promise to catch Yanyang.

His chin hit the icy ground directly, Yan Yang's broken leg was still aching, he was unable to support himself, and a painful expression crawled all over his face.

Facing Yan Shuo and Yan Chi's surprised eyes, Yun Lihan's face remained calm, he stepped forward slowly, lifted Yan Yang's collar, and led him away.

There was a whistling gust of wind next to his ears, which made Yan Yang's cheeks ache.

But suddenly, Yan Shuo's voice sounded in his mind, "Yang'er, it's not that grandpa won't help you, grandpa is really powerless, but grandpa knows that you can definitely turn bad luck into good luck."

Yan Yang looked gloomy, and was about to mock Yan Shuo in his heart who only knew how to talk big, when the hand holding his collar suddenly let go.

At an altitude of [-] meters, there is an endless sea of ​​forest below. Yan Yang only felt his eardrums tremble, and his whole body began to fall uncontrollably and rapidly.

There was the whistling wind all over his body, as far as he could see, except for the bottomless forest, there was only the impenetrable sword net, which surrounded him like a torrential rain.

Extreme panic welled up in his heart in an instant, and it was the first time that Yan Yang had such a feeling of fear in his heart since he came to this world.

The turbulent air currents set off a strong wind, and the sky seemed to be darkened. With countless thunder and lightning, they exploded on Yan Yang's body. Layers of sword rain flew towards him. In an instant, Yan Yang's back was bloody and bloody. The sword bone that had just been put into the body showed signs of breaking away.

Yan Yang's eyes were almost tearing apart, the blue veins on his forehead exploded, creeping all over his face, and there was a lot of resentment and anger in his chest, which almost burst out uncontrollably.

Seeing that the sword light of the man behind him was about to slash again, Yan Yang gritted his teeth fiercely, no longer caring about what would be exposed, he opened the jade pendant space and got in.

The sword light dissipated in the air, and the brightly extinguished sky returned to light again. Yun Lihan stood facing the wind, and his sharp eyesight quickly projected to one place like a goshawk.

Suddenly, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and rushed towards that direction. A moment later, Yun Lihan smiled, and his bony fingers grasped the emerald green jade pendant.

Yun Lihan held it up in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

However, even though he had so much experience, he couldn't see anything special about this jade pendant.

Yan Yang originally planned to escape with the help of the jade pendant when he hit the ground, but unexpectedly, Yun Lihan grabbed the jade pendant directly in his hand.

But Yan Yang wasn't too worried at the moment, he tried it out, this jade pendant couldn't be cut by a knife, couldn't be burned by fire, it was simply a life-saving treasure.

Today, he is soaking comfortably in the spiritual spring, allowing traces of spiritual power to pour into his meridians, repairing the scars all over his body.

Through the jade pendant, Yan Yang looked at Yun Lihan outside, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes. In the attic where "Cang Xuan Jue" is stored in the jade pendant space, there is a space where the flow of time is a hundred times faster than outside. After he healed his injuries, he went to practice inside. When the time came, if he didn't kill Yun Lihan alive, he wouldn't be a man.

Thinking of this, Yan Yang's heart was bleeding. During the period of his serious cultivation, he had no way to date girls anymore. When he thought of Yuexue's delicate body, his hatred for Yun Lihan deepened in his heart point.

But suddenly, the youth's indifferent voice exploded in Yan Yang's ears like thunder, "Yan Yang, if you don't come out, I will split your jade pendant space."

Yan Yang raised his head abruptly, and through a barrier of space, he saw the young man's deep eyes staring at him unblinkingly with a hint of cunning that seemed to be a half-smile.

——He actually knew that he was inside!

Yan Yang's breathing was stagnant, the heart in his chest was beating suddenly, and a creepy feeling crawled all over his body for no reason.

Yan Yang gritted his teeth, remembering that he had tested this jade pendant before, he still chose to hang on to his life for the time being.

Yan Yang hid in the spiritual spring, intending to ignore Yun Lihan.

But suddenly, Yan Yang found that the entire jade pendant space began to vibrate, and the spiritual spring water he was soaking in was tumbling for no reason, as if it was about to boil.

The attic not far away made an unpleasant creaking sound, as if it was about to collapse.

He turned his head and looked outside, the young man's expression was still indifferent, the spiritual power surging all over his body was actually visible to the naked eye, the killing intent that had condensed into substance was attached to the long sword, and it struck at the jade pendant with a destructive aura.

A touch of despair welled up in his heart, and Yan Yang's eyes widened in horror.

9527 sighed, "Boss, the protagonist's halo doesn't seem to be very big."

However, as soon as 9527 finished speaking, before Yun Lihan could reply, a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and an extremely dense darkness rose into the sky, as if the sky collapsed in an instant.

At the moment when the space of the jade pendant was about to split, it abruptly stagnated and oscillated.

Yan Yang, who was almost in despair, subconsciously opened his eyes. The distant sky outside the space was a crimson color, and there was no evil spirit overflowing that made him shudder...