Along with the arrival of the thunder sea, the blood demon crashed down heavily.

"The blood demon is not dead yet. Whether you can conquer it or not depends on your luck. As soon as Wang Miao wakes up, return to the sect immediately!"

This was Jiang Lian's message. The next moment, the incarnation of the soul became more and more blurred and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yan Lingxiu glanced at Wang Miao, who was adjusting his breathing next to him.

Immediately afterwards, there was no hesitation.

He sacrificed a jet-black scale and activated it with his own spiritual energy.

However, Yan Ling cultivates quickly, and there is a ray of light that is even faster.

Before anyone could react, a powerful aura directly grabbed the blood demon where it landed.

The blood demon's breath was extremely weak, but when the breath fell, he suddenly roared, and the blood energy was so strong that it shattered the big energy hand.

The black scales took advantage of the opportunity and suddenly shone down.

The blood demon seemed to have exhausted all its strength in the blow just now, and only had time to let out an ear-piercing scream before leaving any trace.

The demon scale was put back into Yan Lingxiu's hand. He felt the warmth on it and his heart moved.

At this moment, for the first time, a sense of security arose in my heart.

Jiang Lian was still transmitting messages to him at the last moment, and he lived up to expectations and put the blood demon away.

This feeling of being taken care of is the first time.

But what about people?

He has also heard that some forbidden techniques can indeed greatly increase the strength in a short period of time, but the cost is that they will be wiped out in ashes, or both their body and soul will be damaged.

No matter which one, he cannot accept it.

Yan Lingxiu's heart suddenly felt cold.

Although he only had contact with this senior brother for one day and one night, his demeanor and tolerant mind made him see the demeanor of Jiuxuanmen as the largest sect in the immortal sect.

There is not so much intrigue, he is an upright person who cares about his fellow students.

When I teach you how to practice, I will tell you everything I know. When I teach you how to do things, I will also explain the purpose and means clearly.

The same goes for Wang Miao's first seat.

He also uses his life to protect his fellow disciples.

"Senior brother, died?" Yan Lingxiu couldn't believe it.

However, under the sea of ​​thunder, all life was extinct, and a big hole was burned, with no human beings left anywhere.

You finally felt a little tenderness in someone, and then they died like this?

In order for everyone to escape unscathed, did you choose to sacrifice yourself?

No matter how low his cultivation level was, he could still tell that the blood demon's tyranny was definitely not something that the few people present could contend with.

If a fight breaks out, most likely, everyone will die!

Now, the senior brother used his life to severely injure the blood demon, giving him the chance to deliver a fatal blow.

Is this great love? Is this the righteous path of immortality?

He was born in the Great Sun Realm.

It was a baby born to a mother who was defiled by a demon general during the last demonic invasion. The mother was a cowardly woman who did not even dare to commit suicide.

After giving birth to him, I don't know how much he suffered. He was even kicked out by his family. Everyone scolded them. The young Yan Lingxiu didn't know what he had done wrong.

This also made him spend most of his childhood wandering with his mother.

He has been to the Demon Realm. Even though he was young, he still carried crystal mines like the adults. He also worked as a mercenary, following those murderous people and hunting ferocious monsters just to survive.

Later, my mother died and was captured by a demon cultivator to become one of the thousands of souls in the Yinhun Banner.

The evil cultivator later cultivated him in order to use him to refine medicine.

The bloodline of the demon clan has become a life-threatening talisman.

He has been confused and cruel.

Later, after he personally killed the casual cultivator and escaped with a narrow escape, he heard that the Jiuxuan Sect, the head of the Immortal Sect, was accepting disciples regardless of their origins.

He didn't have much, but he had top-grade ice spirit roots, so he was lucky enough to be accepted into the sect and became a handyman disciple.

I thought that from the day I was born, I had tasted all the coldness of the world and seen all the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

Unexpectedly, after seeing this kind of great love, I felt that my thoughts were a bit humble and ashamed.

Just when Yan Lingxiu fell into self-defeat, Wang Miao slowly opened his weak eyes.

"Ahem, don't worry, he won't die."

"Huh?" Yan Lingxiu looked at Wang Miao with a glimmer of hope, his eyes were like a torch, and he spoke cautiously, "The chief, are you saying that senior brother is still alive?"

"What senior brother, he...cough cough." Wang Miao choked again and coughed violently, "As long as you know that he is fine, there is no one in the world who can make him fall.

Appeared."

Yan Lingxiu naturally believed Wang Miao's words. He also knew that Wang Miao had a close relationship with that senior brother. At the same time, he had mixed feelings, "Then, after returning to the sect, can I still see senior brother Jiang?"

Wang Miao glanced at Yan Lingxiu in confusion, why are you looking for the master?

He glanced at Yan Lingxiu's clothes again. This was the standard uniform for a handyman disciple. Although he didn't know why the master brought a handyman out, but since it was done by the master, there must be a reason.

He replied casually, "You should be able to see it when you enter the inner door."

Yan Lingxiu was naturally surprised.

Shen Qiong on the side frowned tightly and looked at Yan Lingxiu.

He knew that the blood demon was taken away by Yan Lingxiu.

What happened just now was so fast that even the two pavilion elders didn't see it clearly. However, the two of them had been secretly scheming for a while.

"Isn't your senior brother the headmaster of Jiuxuanmen?" Huang Lao's voice was silent for a moment, and then said with great certainty.

"Headmaster of Jiuxuanmen?"

"Other than him, who else has the means to defeat this great demon in the late Nascent Soul stage with one sword?" Huang Lao's voice was also a little weak. Even the great demon's counterattack before death caused his soul body to suffer heavy damage, "

In addition, if I read it correctly, the spiritual weapon he is holding should be the Zixiao Sword."

"Looking at the power just now, it should be the incarnation of the soul. I didn't expect that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become so thin that there are still people who can break through the transformation of gods. This headmaster is amazing. In my opinion, his talent should not be with you.

Under my father."

"My father?"

"Yes, I still remember that your father mentioned this head coach several times, saying that apart from his inferior qualifications, he was better than your father in other aspects." Mr. Huang sighed, "I just felt that

When he was transmitting messages to Yan Lingxiu, he felt that something was wrong, so he took action rashly, which was even worse. I have to cultivate for a while, and this period of time is up to you."

Shen Qiong was anxious. He was too weak now. Without Mr. Huang by his side, he had definitely lost a backbone. "Is there any way to help the teacher recover his soul power?"

"Perhaps, unless you find the Nine-leaf Immortal Grass or a soul-reviving pill of level six or above."

"I will definitely help the teacher find it."

"You don't have to look for it."

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