Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The night passed, and the morning sun rose in the sky.

Outside the cemetery, the large formation that had been set up by people was quietly closed. Countless shady pagoda trees were still luxuriant at night, overflowing with yin. The leaves and branches begin to droop.

The high-ranking corpses surrounding Shang Yuan looked around in a daze, and the original ferocious murderous aura gradually faded away, and they stopped attacking.

Yu Wenli frowned slightly, and wanted to continue directing the startled corpses forward, but Yuan Qinghang suddenly raised his hand, and dozens of yellow requiem talismans flew towards the startled corpses.

On Huang Fu's upper body, the corpses of those masters of the Sky School of the past dynasties shook, and slowly moved towards their original tomb.

"Don't disturb these innocent dead souls anymore." Yuan Qinghang said lightly, "Once you are beaten into powder, you will lose even the last chance to sleep peacefully."

Yu Wenli's expression darkened: "Shang Yuan is so cruel, but Young Master Yuan Xiao is still so benevolent as a woman, it's really interesting."

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "Someone said it, and I have to bear it alone."

Yu Wenli looked at Ning Duo: "Oh, you think he can beat that lunatic?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled, looking at the Yuli figure, there was a strange and proud look in his eyes: "Yes, others can't do it, but he, I believe."

Beside, the seriously injured elders finally hesitated to retreat, and someone murmured, "What does he mean by saying this is a private matter of the Ning family?"

Yuan Qinghang looked down at Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng's expression was in a trance. The refreshing medicine had entered his body, and it had already taken effect, and the great pain began to hit him.

He gasped for breath a few times, with a trance smile on his face: "Senior brother Ning has been upright all his life, never betrayed his master, let alone killed his junior. He was destroyed by the golden core and joined the Demon Sect, all because of the master's order. After I have obtained the Broken Golden Art, I can stop the chaos of immortals and demons, and save countless fellow immortals whose golden cores have been broken."

He exhausted all his strength, and said in a loud voice: "Senior...Senior brother, I can finally tell the world the identity of your nephew. Ning Duo, a junior genius of the Cangqiong Sect, is not after my surname...his biological uncle It's Ning Wanfeng!"

Everyone on the field stared blankly at Ning Duo under the twilight morning light, and their hearts were inexplicably shocked.

When Ning Duo had just been brought back to the Cangqiong Sect from Shennong Valley, people who saw him vaguely felt a little familiar, but didn't think much about it.

Who would have thought that Ning Cheng accepted Ning Wanfeng's entrustment in private, so that he cleverly cleared up his background.

Until today, when Ning Wanfeng was wronged and no longer bears the name of despicableness, he disclosed Ning Duo's identity! ...

Shang Yuan's face was facing the east, a ray of rising sun pierced his blood-red eyes, coupled with the receding of the surrounding Yin Qi, he finally regained his sobriety for a moment.

He squinted his eyes, and his cloudy eyes fell on Ning Duo: "No wonder they look so similar. I thought Ning Cheng and Wan Feng had a deep relationship, and when I saw a child with a similar face, I wanted to adopt it. I didn't expect..."

He shook his head: "Are you Wan Feng's nephew?"

Ning Duo slowly lifted the Yinghui sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword let out a long howl, the sound spread hundreds of miles away, sharp and angry.

Shang Yuan stared at his sword, stunned: "That's right. His sword soul is so proud, how can he easily recognize the master. Since there is a blood connection, it makes sense."

Ning Duo's face was cold and solemn, but his spiritual power suddenly increased, and it rose to an astonishing level in the blink of an eye.

There was a soundless whirlpool around him for several feet, and all the weeds exuding yin energy withered instantly.

Shang Yuan stared at the soaring aura around him, his eyes sparkled: "What is your current level of cultivation?"

Ning Duo said lightly: "No matter what state you are in, if you get my golden elixir, it will be more useful than you crazily snatching other people's."

Shang Yuan greedily felt the faintly flowing spiritual power around him: "It's not the Perfection Realm! But it's not the Nascent Soul either."

He hurriedly said: "I have retreated for many years, exhausted my mind, and repeatedly modified Yuan Zuoyi's Po Jin Jue, but I still can't break through Yuan Ying. You have practiced the Canglong Jue I taught you, how is your progress different from others?!"

Ning Duo's face was like ice and snow, and he said coldly: "What Canglong Jue, it's just stealing things from Sect Master Yuan and changing his name."

Shang Yuan was not ashamed, and said: "All the methods of cultivating immortals in the world lead to the same goal. In the end, it all comes down to grabbing the natural gift of heaven and earth, plundering and scrambling."

A trace of disdain and disgust flashed in Ning Duo's eyes: "Even if you are the master of the Yuan Dynasty who cultivated demons, and finally realized that you have to rely on your own hard work, you, as the so-called No. No wonder it must go astray.”

Shang Yuan's eyes became brighter, and a passionate desire burst out from his face: "Do you know Yuan Zuoyi's last thoughts? What did he say?"

The baby on top of him opened his eyes suddenly, and even looked at Ning Duo greedily, as if looking at a plate of delicacies in front of him, and made a weak hiss.

Ning Duo said lightly, "Even if I die, I won't tell you."

Shang Yuan's eyes were frantic: "So you have to promise me that if I win, you are not allowed to kill yourself, and you must tell me the secret method you practiced."

Ning Duo looked at him: "What if I don't agree?"

A look of madness floated in Shang Yuan's eyes: "I have been thinking hard for many years, and the Nascent Soul realm is only a step away. The golden core in your body is so thick and solid, there must be something worthy of my consideration. If you dare to commit suicide, I will be there for you In front of the corpse, kill the people you value one by one, your master, your juniors, and your little friend, Young Master Yuan."

Ning Duo's indifferent face finally showed a trace of extremely angry killing intent.

He looked at the mountains in the distance, and said slowly: "I promise you. But don't go to the top of Qianzhong Mountain, and don't destroy the corpses of your predecessors here."

Shang Yuan laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Sure enough, they are members of the Ning family, and even this worried temperament is exactly the same. It's nothing more than caring for the common people, and even the dead should be cared for!"

He flew forward like an impatient vulture: "Let's go!"

Ning Duo didn't follow immediately, but turned his head and looked at Yuan Qinghang.

The morning sun is reflected on his jade-like cheeks, just like the sunset glow on the distant mountains. It seems that there is no warm emotion at this glance, but it stays on Yuan Qinghang's face for a long time.

It's just that they just came back, and they only joined hands for a few hours.

This time, life and death are uncertain, and winning or losing is unpredictable.I don't know how dangerous it is, and I don't know if there is a chance to see the old man again.

Yuan Qinghang closed his eyes slightly, resisting the scorching hotness in his eyes.

The pain on his body was unbearable, but there seemed to be a raging fire cooking oil in his heart, burning his heart.

With all his strength, he staggered and rushed up to Ning Duo.

His face was covered in messy bloodstains, and his clothes were already in tatters, as if he had spent a whole night crawling around in a graveyard in a cemetery.

But his eyes were a bit brighter than the stars last night. In the light of tears, a pair of obsidian-like eyes were clearly black and white.

Yuan Qinghang grinned and smiled with difficulty.

No longer caring about the gazes of countless people around him, he suddenly mustered up his courage and hugged the handsome young man in front of him fiercely.

The strength was so great, it seemed that he wanted to imprint the feeling of skin to skin and flesh and blood in his heart.

"Remember the 'Hero' card I gave you?" He whispered in his ear, "That's not an ordinary card, it's karma and fate. Anyone who gets this card will have to slay demons alone and suffer all kinds of hardships , but I will definitely turn the bad luck into good fortune and return from calamity.”

Ning Duo's heart pressed against his chest, beating violently.

Yuan Qinghang turned his head sideways, touched his face lightly with his lips, and kissed away a little blood on his chin.

Ning Duo trembled, lowered his eyebrows, and stared at him tenderly and tenderly: "Is the male lead alone?"

The tears in Yuan Qinghang's eyes finally rolled down, but he smiled brightly on his face: "No. The male lead is a hero of the world, and he is destined to attract the attention of everyone."

Ning Duo smiled gently, his handsome face was stained with a touch of blush, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, or flowers blooming on a wasteland, his voice was low and hoarse: "I don't want all the attention, I just want to know each other."

After saying this, he gently pushed Yuan Qinghang away, and hurriedly chased to the top of Qianzhong Mountain without looking back.

…… At the top of Thousand Mountains, most of the main mountain range has been blown up.

On the ridge, the figure of Shang Yuan stood far away on the highest point, condescendingly looking down at the young man in white who was rushing up.

Under the sun and in the clear air, the psychedelic in Shang Yuan's eyes had faded a lot, and he had vaguely regained a bit of the coercive aura of the past.

Ning Duopiao's figure landed on the mountain peak opposite him, the sword of Yinghui slowly raised in his hand, Yuan Ting Yue stood up.

The next moment, his figure suddenly stood up, and the Yinggui sword in his hand was full of golden light, and he slashed towards Shang Yuan who was opposite him! ...

On the mountainside, countless people looked up, trembling with fear.

The power of this sword is far more thunderous than in the cemetery. It is obvious that hands and feet are restrained there, not only afraid of destroying Zheng Yuan's remains, but also afraid of hurting juniors with low cultivation levels in the aftermath of the sword.

And on the top of this vast and uninhabited barren mountain, Ning Duo's cultivation has finally stopped restraining, and his combat power has reached the highest level.

Seeing the shocking power of this sword, Shang Yuan was not only not frightened, but even more fanatical: "Okay, okay! What you practice is really amazing!..."

His tall figure turned into countless phantoms in the air, and the spiritual power of several golden cores he had just absorbed had been replenished into the meridians, and a heavy green energy enveloped his whole body, facing Ning Duo.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the palm wind is like a torrent of gang energy, hitting each other fiercely.

The ten thousand golden lights of the Yinghui sword dimmed suddenly, and was slapped to the side in an instant, chopping mountains and seas to one side.

And the green energy on Shang Yuan's body suddenly scattered, and was split by the sword, revealing the little weird baby above his head. The baby screamed in pain, Shang Yuan staggered, and fell down the mountain for dozens of feet. , was able to hold steady.

And Ning Duo flew backwards violently, and with the remaining power of the sword light, he smashed into the nearby cliff together.

The mountain rocks cracked, and the sky was full of broken stones. He opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow, which sprayed on the dark brown soil.

Without making any pauses, he held the Yinggui sword in his hand, straight down, aiming at the top of Shang Yuan's head which fell below, and stabbed fiercely! ...... Qianqian

Yu Wenli stood alone on a mountain, looking at the soul-stirring battle in the distance, with a pale face.

Behind him, behind a rock, an erratic voice said softly: "You don't need to compare yourself with that kind of person. In this world, there are always people who are amazing and brilliant, born with spiritual wisdom."

Yu Wenli turned his head suddenly, with a desperate look on his face: "Why?...Evidently everyone was not far behind a few years ago, but now he can leave us far behind by himself? Is it because I didn't work hard enough, or was it just bad luck?"

The man in black seemed to sigh softly: "There is always someone you can't match or surpass no matter how hard you work."

Yu Wenli hissed, "I've already seen it, I don't need you to remind me!"

The man in black smiled, strangely and sadly: "No, I'm talking about myself."

... Yuan Qinghang stood on a protruding rock, far away, staring at it intently, but trembling slightly.

Yu Wenhan stood beside him, glanced at him from time to time, and finally couldn't help but said: "If you care... just come closer and look."

Yuan Qinghang couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly threw himself into his arms, with tears streaming down his eyes, he shook his head desperately: "No, I'm close, if he glances at me, he will be distracted."

Yu Wenhan hurriedly stroked the top of his head, feeling extremely distressed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I think Ning Xiaoxianjun's cultivation has even surpassed that of Ning Wanfeng back then, and he will be fine. If it really doesn't work then, I will After putting the old bone to death, I want to go up again, and die together with the old devil."

Yuan Qinghang felt fear and pain in his heart, and he couldn't hide the thoughts in his heart anymore: "Grandpa, if he dies, I don't want to live either."

Yu Wenhan shuddered suddenly, not knowing what to say, when a voice came from behind the two of them: "Stupid thing. What kind of man is he who only knows how to die for love?"

Yuan Qinghang suddenly raised his head, looked at the man behind him covered in blood and blood, and choked up, "Uncle Ji!"

Ji Banxia's body trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was extreme fatigue or pain: "It's so easy to die, but hard to live. No matter how painful it is, you should live desperately to avenge the person you like."

He gasped for a few breaths, and said again: "If it were me, even if I couldn't beat him, even if I lived like a poisonous rat in the gutter, I would bite the enemy one by one, waiting for the opportunity to bite the enemy to death."

...With a loud noise, half of the mountain was sliced ​​apart by the terrifying sword intent of Yinghui Sword, and countless retreat rooms on the mountainside were exposed, and one by one collapsed.

A few unknown skeletons were scattered, and it was not known when Shang Yuan quietly killed the people in the fairy sect, who were sealed inside by him.

Ning Duo raised his sword, and put the unknown corpses aside, making them even.Shang Yuan's figure flashed in a cloud of dust, and he hit behind him: "It's really leisurely!"

Ning Duojin's thin figure moved away a few feet like lightning, and actually used the teleportation talisman Yuan Qinghang gave him for self-defense, and Ying Huijian cut across Shang Yuan's waist with great enthusiasm.

The brilliance is like lightning, and the thunderbolt strikes the key points.

The sword was just around the corner, and there was almost no way to hide, Shang Yuan felt a great crisis in his heart, with a sharp roar, the baby above his head suddenly jumped a few feet, and viciously grabbed Ning Duo with his claws.

Ning Duo retreated quickly, but this time, he failed.

The baby shot like a demon, grabbing Zhong Ningduo's arm, and immediately brought out a cluster of blood flowers on his body.

Ning Duo let out a muffled snort, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Ever since the strange Nascent Soul above Shang Yuan's head appeared, he had never attacked others, and suddenly he made such a move at this time, it was as if the ghost behind him was helping someone's life.

What kind of weird way is this? ... Is this the legendary magic baby?

The next moment, the baby's body became darker and darker, and there was no more golden light, and it looked even more sinister. With one claw, it killed Ning Duo's body, and in an instant, deep scars were drawn on Ning Duo's body.

Yuan Qinghang's heart ached as he watched, and was about to rush up regardless, but was grabbed by Ji Banxia, ​​who sternly shouted: "You are in this state, are you sending hostages to Shang Yuan, or are you called Ning Xiao?" Xianjun is always distracted to protect you!"

Yuan Qinghang's body froze, and he froze in place, tears dripping down wildly.

Could this be a tragic ending that makes people hate it? Will the male protagonist of this world come here on auspicious clouds, and although thousands of people will go there, he will sacrifice himself to save the common people in the end? ...

Ning Duo's body flew up again and hit a huge boulder nearby.

Ying Huijian drew a gully several meters deep on the mountain, the flames splashed everywhere, and when it finally stopped, Ning Duo's backing body just stopped.

A mouthful of dark red blood spurted out, staining his snow-white clothes with bloodstains, and the scarlet pattern on the hem of his clothes was completely dyed red.

Shang Yuan followed him like a shadow, bullied him instantly, and struck down on his chest with a strong palm: "Don't die, remember to hold on."

Ning Duo groaned and dodged to the side in embarrassment, but the black baby on Shang Yuan's head suddenly stretched out his little hand, strangled him by the throat like a ghost, and let out a soft cry of excitement.

Shang Yuan pressed his palm against Ning Duo's chest, his eyes were ecstatic: "You lost!"

Everyone screamed wildly in unison, and many people could not bear to close their eyes, not daring to watch what happened next.

Ning Duo remained motionless, his body was pressed against a pile of rocks, his black hair was messily scattered around his cheeks, and his lips were stained with bright red blood.

He looked at Shang Yuan indifferently, and suddenly said: "My golden core is probably thicker than everyone in this world. Do you know...why?"

Shang Yuan's eyes were even more ecstatic: "Because you also figured out what level, you are as smart as your uncle!"

Ning Duo said indifferently: "I'm only this age, how can I have such experience."

Shang Yuan was startled: "Then why?"

Ning Duo lowered his eyelashes lightly: "Because I got the new mental method left by the Yuan Sect Master, the golden core is split and can be reshaped. Do you know how many times I have reshaped it?"

He coughed lightly, blood foam gushed out, and his pale face was cold and serious: "Three times. Every time, I don't know if I can wake up, and every time it's like going through the fire of hell."

He raised his eyes and looked at Shang Yuan, with a strange tranquility in his eyes: "So guess, can you bear such a golden core?"

After saying this sentence, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the little hand pinching his neck, and locked it tightly.

A horrifying golden earthquake exploded between the two of them, rolling in all directions with magnificent rays of light.

In the golden frenzy, the black devil baby he held in his hand screamed violently and fell apart.

The bodies of Shang Yuan and Ning Duo were also blasted by the energy of fear, and flew into the sky...

Yuan Qinghang stared blankly at the golden piece, only felt that there was nothing in front of him, as if he suddenly saw a scene that could stab people's eyes blind.

Ning Duo... also blew up the golden core, didn't he?

Same as his master Ning Cheng, only more powerful and determined.

However, the golden core was broken, so maybe it can be repaired.Is it possible to completely burst like this? ...