The atmosphere in the hall was unusually quiet and tense. The old Taoist priest felt that he was about to suffocate. He wanted to secretly take care of the young Taoist priest and slip away, but at this moment, he did not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, these two young people would be filled with killing intent. He could not afford to offend them.
At this moment, Ghost Weep suddenly smiled and said,""Brother Yang, this little brother has long heard from Lord Yama that I admire your great name. Today, I am finally fortunate enough to meet you.”
His smile immediately eased the tense atmosphere. The two Taoist priests almost immediately felt that the invisible pressure that had been continuously suppressed from all directions began to slowly retreat with his smile.
Although Yang Yang didn't smile, his expression softened. In their hearts, they probably knew that it was meaningless to fight with him.
Yang Yang replied," Brother Ghost Weep, you flatter me.”
Ghost Weep acted as if the confrontation just now did not exist at all. He smiled and said,"With Brother Yang here, I believe that the treasure in Duman will not be able to escape from the hands of the Hell Sect.”
Yang Yang looked at him deeply and suddenly said,""The world is big, but Yang Yang is the last person. If Brother Ghost Weep wants it, it will definitely be yours.”
Ghost Weep's expression changed greatly. He immediately said," This is something that Lord Yama ordered. Besides, with your Brother Yang here, it should belong to Brother Yang."”
Yang Yang looked at him and shook his head.”
The two of them looked at each other and suddenly smiled. Ghost Weep cupped his hands together." Brother Ruyang, please give me any instructions. Ghost Weep will be at your beck and call."
Yang Yang nodded.
Ghost Weep turned around and left with his hands behind his back. Looking at his graceful figure, those who didn't know his identity would probably think that he was an elegant young master of the secular world.
As Ghost Weep's figure walked further and further away, the originally lively street, the pedestrians who were coming and going just now, suddenly walked away, scattered, and in a moment, half of them had disappeared.
Yang Yang slowly turned his head and his gaze fell on the young Taoist priest standing at the side. The young Taoist priest had a fearful expression and did not dare to look at him.
Yang Yang looked at him for a long time, then looked at him again. Finally, his gaze returned to the old Taoist priest. Suddenly, a faint smile floated on his lips and he whispered,"How are you?"
The old Taoist priest smiled awkwardly and was about to say something. Yang Yang picked up the Little Skeleton and headed west. The people around them either followed from afar or from close by, and gradually, more than half of them disappeared.
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In the woods outside the village.
Yang Yang frowned and slowly stopped. He had long felt that something was staring at him. Just as he was concentrating on his investigation, he suddenly heard a cry from behind and flew away from where he was. He saw the clouds in front of him open and roll. Suddenly, an angry shout came from the front and a cold voice said,"Monster!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp red light suddenly came from the side. When it came from the back, it was like a rainbow that crossed the sky, instantly illuminating the surrounding trees red.
Yang Yang was shocked. This person's sword was ferocious and indomitable. He was merciless. Just the power of this sword was not to be underestimated. At this critical moment, his body moved even faster than before. In an instant, he flew forward like lightning, wanting to get rid of the sword behind him and fight back.
Unexpectedly, the person in the clouds was no small matter. At this moment, the two of them were separated by clouds and could not see each other clearly. However, based on the senses on the sword, the red light seemed to have a spirit and chased after them as fast as lightning. The distance between the two did not decrease at all.
In an instant, the nearby trees fell down. Yang Yang turned into a faint purple light and turned around. The red light in front of him changed positions, one in front and one behind. It was like lightning and light, moving people's hearts.
Yang Yang frowned as he chased after her. The person in the air was extremely powerful, so he couldn't see what magic weapon she was using. However, he could tell that she was not from the same path as him. She was most likely a righteous person who was sworn to be irreconcilable with him.
Which powerful figure was in the righteous path?
His heart was moved, but he had already begun to counterattack. Otherwise, if he continued to chase like this, the person behind him would naturally be fine, but he himself would be running around like a headless fly. Who knew what strange things he would encounter?
The purple light suddenly intensified. Yang Yang's body suddenly flew up and turned back in the air. His long saber was faintly placed across his chest. It was the Phantom Saber in the black bracelet. The red sword energy behind him seemed to have sensed something as well. The sword energy expanded and became even more powerful as it came from his back.
Yang Yang grabbed the Phantom Blade in front of him. The white blade suddenly glowed with a purple light. Under the light, the blood-red threads on the blade seemed to light up at the same time. The red blood flowed secretly, and the red light and purple light were faint and dark. They met the red sword light head-on.
"Boom!"
Yang Yang's body shook violently and he was forced back a few meters involuntarily. However, the red sword light in front of him was also sent flying backward. Someone in the clouds seemed to snort. It was obvious that he was not in a good state either.
Yang Yang had been cultivating Soul Cultivation day and night for the past year. In addition to the opening of the Heavenly Eye on his forehead, his temper had long become violent. At this moment, he did not say anything and flew forward. The Phantom Blade tore through the air.
At this moment, Yang Yang was already in the middle stage of Soul Cultivation, which was also the early stage of Blood Core. He could already fly in the air.
Unexpectedly, the moment the Phantom Blade was unleashed, the clouds in front of it suddenly parted. The enemy was also extremely strong. As soon as he stabilized himself, he immediately attacked. Yang Yang roared and activated his magic weapon. He immediately fought with the red sword light.
At this moment, the Phantom Blade and the red light were already fighting. However, the clouds were surging, and it was difficult for Yang Yang to see the appearance of the magic weapon with his naked eye. He was relying on his own body and the Phantom Blade to sense and control it.
This sudden fight was extremely dangerous for both sides. Both sides were extremely powerful figures. If they were not careful, they would not die at the hands of the other party. If they were injured and distracted, they would be surrounded by the surrounding clouds and fog. They would also die.
The person in front obviously did not expect to meet such a person. Although she was in the clouds and could not see her expression clearly, looking at the sword momentum, she was actually unwilling to give way.
In the blink of an eye, the Phantom Saber and the red sword light collided violently in the miasma. With a loud rumble, the clouds rolled with the two magic treasures as the center, forming another huge vortex.
Even though they were far apart, the Phantom Blade was the weapon Yang Yang had cultivated after losing the White Dragon Flute. They were still connected as if they were flesh and blood. Yang Yang could feel the cold feeling on the Phantom Blade gradually boiling, as if the magic weapon itself had a spirit. This feeling was really strange. Ever since he had cultivated the magic weapon, it had never appeared again.
He was shocked!
It was as if something was stirring in his heart.
The Phantom Blade and the red sword light collided violently for the last time and flew back. At this moment, the cyclone around them was getting bigger and bigger. The battle between Yang Yang and that person had reached the most intense moment. The two of them were separated by the clouds and mist. They only relied on each other's spiritual senses. On one hand, they had to guard against each other's attacks. On the other hand, they had to resist the pressure of the surrounding air. In such a dangerous place, it was obvious that the sooner the battle ended, the better!
The cyclone around him shook violently, and at the same time, countless small cloud whirlpools were born. However, Yang Yang's eyes were fixed on the front. Behind the thick cloud, there was a faint red fire. He could even feel the murderous gaze of that person.
All of a sudden, there was a clear whistle. The red sword light pierced through the clouds and turned into a huge pillar of light. Yang Yang didn't dodge at all. He flew straight into the red light and headed straight for the person.
The man in the clouds roared angrily. The red light shone brightly, and all the light was retracted back into the clouds. A moment later, it solidified into a brilliant red immortal sword, which rushed forward in an unstoppable manner. Almost at the same time, the Phantom Saber glowed with purple light, forcing back the surrounding clouds.
A life and death blow was at this moment!
The man held the hilt of his sword while Yang Yang held the Phantom Blade tightly and charged forward.
Two sharp lights instantly forced the surrounding clouds to disperse!
It was as if he was holding his breath, waiting for the moment of life and death…
Her fair hands were holding the hilt of her sword, and her clothes were fluttering in the wind. She was like a fairy from the nine heavens, and her peerless beauty appeared on the other side of the fog.
Winnie!
What kind of gazes were they looking at Yang Yang and staring at each other?
Even if it was only for a moment.
All of a sudden, the entire world seemed to stop. The white clouds were forced back by the supreme magic treasure, and the man's figure slowly appeared.
A handsome man was right in front.
Her entire body did not move, but her heart trembled slightly.
The two magic treasures were like lightning, light, and entangled enemies. They approached each other. Was it hate or love? Did they want to separate you from me at this moment?
That moment was right before his eyes!
At that moment, it was just a breath away!
What was faster than this lightning, what was quietly lingering in his heart?
Was it a gesture…
The glowing Phantom Blade suddenly tilted slightly and dodged. Yang Yang's chest suddenly opened up, and Xiao Xin, who was on his shoulder, screamed.
The red light dots were like stars as they gushed out!
The red light came from the front of Yang Yang's body. As if it had sensed something, Little Skeleton and Little Xin blocked Yang Yang's chest.
"Ka!"
The red immortal's sword pierced into Little Skeleton and Little Xin's white skull.
Little Xin touched his skull as if he was in pain. His small fist smashed the immortal's head away." Hu…" Flames burst out of his head as he roared at the person opposite him. He was about to rush forward and fight to the death with that person when he was grabbed by Yang Yang.
Yang Yang was stunned for a moment. He continued to look at the screen.
It turned out that the beautiful woman's deep eyes reflected his shadow…
In the air, on his clothes, was there her faint fragrance?
The sky suddenly lit up. Yang Yang came back to his senses and saw that he was falling into a boundless dense forest. The sky was low and dark clouds were flowing. At some point, they had broken through the unbelievably thick layer of clouds and landed on the peak of the crescent moon spring.
He steadied himself in midair and slowly landed. Suddenly, he turned his head and saw that the enormous red Qi still stood there as if it had not changed since ancient times. The woman stood there in disbelief.
Who was the one who opened his heart in this world?
Wild beasts came from all directions. The wind blew against their faces and then quickly disappeared. The once familiar figure kept floating in the night. Whose eyes was it echoing in?
"Hiss!"
With a soft sound, the purple light suddenly stopped and dissipated, revealing Yang Yang's figure, standing quietly on the highest peak of the mountain.
Just a few feet away from him, the red light figure stopped in front of him. The dazzling red immortal sword was held in her white hand and pointed at him coldly.
The sky was dark.
The wind was mournful.
Their clothes fluttered in the wind.
Yang Yang slowly turned around and faced that face.
She was such an elegant and beautiful woman in this world. Her beauty was not eroded by time at all. It was suffocating and intoxicating.
Her face was cold as she held her sword and pointed it at him!
The frost-like sword edge of the immortal sword was just inches away from him. Even his throat seemed to feel a trace of coldness.
That inexplicable sadness, that faint sorrow in the depths of his heart.
The wind blew the treetops, and their bodies swayed gently in the wind.
No one spoke, they just stared quietly.
He smiled with a faint bitterness and said softly,""When did Winnie wake up?”
" Winnie " didn't answer or say a word. Her lips were pale from biting hard. Her figure in the night was sad and beautiful.
In front of this woman, Yang Yang suddenly felt as if he had returned to a year ago. That sweet voice said,"Brother Yang, let me sing for you again!”His body seemed to be in the shadows, and he was trembling slightly.
Why didn't you fight back?" The beautiful woman asked in confusion. The immortal sword that was as red as fire was still in her hand, pointing at him.
He looked into her eyes. They were so bright, like silent flames.
He lowered his head slightly. After a long time, he looked at his own figure, at her swaying gently in front of the shadow, and said indifferently,"Why did you save me at all costs and give up your life for me?”
The corners of 'Winnie's' mouth twitched slightly. She held her sword so tightly as if she was afraid of something." You demon, what are you talking about?"
Yang Yang stared blankly and bit his lip, trying to maintain his coldness so that his eyes wouldn't blur.
However, whose heart was beating like this? The heart that had been cold for a long time was beating fiercely. The faint gentleness that had been silent for a long time and quietly lingered in the middle of the night was suddenly burning like a flame on his chest!
Suddenly, there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. It was a faint wetness.
'Winnie' slowly lowered her sword.
"I met such a strange demon as soon as I descended to the lower realm. I'm not Winnie, I'm the Holy Maiden of the Immortal World, Hong Cai 'er!”
The wind blew her soft and beautiful body and brushed against her fair cheeks.
Xiao Xin raised his small bony hand and touched Yang Yang's cheek." Jiji!" He then rubbed his own head.
"She is the Holy Maiden of the Immortal World, Hong Cai 'Er, who was imprisoned by the Heavenly Emperor in the Demon Refining Hall.”At this moment, Meng Po's gloomy voice came from Yang Yang's bracelet.
"If I don't kill you people from the Immortal World, it will be difficult to appease the hatred in my heart!" Yang Yang roared towards the sky.”
"Boom!" Thunder rumbled. It was raining!
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