Chapter 87

Left Yang was forced to this step, and there was no way out.

Ning Chen stood there and did not move on.

Han yanrou also followed him and looked at the leader of the sword soul sect, Zuo Yang, and said, "tell me about my mother. Why did you flow into Jianxu mountain?"

No one knows about the fact that his mother was sent to Jianxu mountain by jianhun sect.

It is said that this is taboo in jianhun sect, and no one dares to talk about it.

Therefore, this matter is a secret, few people know.

In the past, Han yanrou always wanted to come to jianhun sect for verification, but she was too weak in front of jianhun sect and was insignificant.

If you come here, I'm afraid you can't even enter the mountain gate.

Now she finally has a chance to question Zuo Yang.

When Zuo Yang, the leader of jianhun sect, heard the words of Han yanrou, his face changed and his fear flashed in his eyes. He said, "no, I can't say that."

"Don't force me, otherwise..."

however, before zuoyang, the leader of jianhun sect, has finished speaking, Ning Chen has raised his hand and pressed it gently.

Boom!

Zuo Yang's body flies out and hits the stone wall.

The stone wall exploded and a vast flat land appeared in front of it.

There, there were rows and rows of spiritual masters, who seemed to be having some ceremony.

Although ningchen is aware of the difference behind the stone wall, so he blows down the stone wall with left Yang.

What's the situation?

Han yanrou was stunned.

She saw at the end of the plain, there was an altar, the edge of which was the abyss.

At this time, there was a woman sitting on the altar.

Zhao Lingxue!

Seeing that woman, hanyanrou is shocked. She can hardly believe her eyes and thinks she is dazzled.

Zhao Lingxue sat quietly cross legged on it.

Around the fire burning, the square under the altar, a group of spiritualists in black sword robes chanting ancient incantations.

"Call from ancient times, listen to the sound of sword chanting from the East."

"We worship and bathe in the grace of the sword, and we will die without regret."

"Now, please accept the sacrifice from the believers...

at this time, a silver sword robed priest was conducting the ceremony.

Ning Chen and his party suddenly appeared, which suddenly interrupted the ceremony here.

Seeing this, Zuo Yang, the leader of jianhun sect, turned pale. He knelt down directly and kowtowed to the priest in silver robe.

While kowtowing, he exclaimed, "Lord sword sacrifice, forgive me. I didn't mean to break into the forbidden area."

He was shaking and terrified, and his forehead was splashed with blood.

What's the situation?

Han yanrou is completely puzzled. The leader of jianhun sect is afraid of this.

In the sword soul sect, shouldn't the leader Zuo Yang be the biggest?

Ning Chen's eyes fall on Zhao Lingxue.

At this time, Zhao Lingxue is unaccustomed and has no reaction to what happened in front of her.

She even sat cross legged and didn't even open her eyes.

"Forbidden by secret arts."

"It seems that Zhao Lingxue is not willing to be a sacrifice?"

Ning dust between a glance, you can see a lot.

At this time, he looked at the silver priest.

"Waste, not even an outsider can stop it."

"However, you are a good leader. The sword sect doesn't need such a waste."

The silver priest said coldly.

He looks at Zuo Yang's eyes, such as looking at a mole ant that can be easily crushed to death.

"Forgive me, I didn't tell them anything..."

however, before the leader of jianhun sect finished his words, the silver robed priest had mercilessly moved, and it was useless for Ren zuoyang to beg for mercy.

When he brushed his sleeve, a sword Qi broke through the air and stabbed it to the throat of Zuo Yang.

It's a shot in the throat.

This sword is very fast, and it exudes a terrible power of confinement.

Even Zuo Yang, who built a large foundation and was full of territory, could not dodge the attack. He could do nothing but wait for death.

"No!"

Zuo Yang uttered a cry of despair.

He was very unwilling at the moment. He was loyal to the sword soul sect, but finally came to such an end?

Just, how about more unwilling and angry?

He has no power to change it.

He was about to be killed by a sword, but at this time, a sword light came.

Boom!

Two sword light collide and annihilate the empty sky.

Zuo Yang was rescued.

He was so frightened that he couldn't believe it. Ning Chen saved him.

Left Yang heart, extremely complex.

But he did not hesitate at this time, quickly back to Ning dust behind, and Han Yan Rou stood together.If he wants to live, he has to stand opposite to him.

Now ningchen came to rescue him, so standing on ningchen's side was his only hope of survival.

"Ningchen, you should be careful. It's the silver robed priest of the sword soul sect. He has half a step of golden elixir."

Left Yang shouts.

Dan's half hidden place: unexpectedly, there is a golden cloud tunnel

Zuo Yang said: "he is not from the place of cloud hiding, but from the sword soul sect."

"The jianhun sect in yunyin is just a small branch of jianhun sect. I was loyal and loyal to jianhun sect, but I didn't expect to end up like this."

"Han yanrou, don't you want to know about your mother? I tell you, she was sacrificed by these priests from the sword soul sect. "

"Now Zhao Lingxue is also the ancestor of the jianhun sect that they sacrificed. It is said that there is the first floor of the spirit consciousness of the founder of the jianhun sect in Jianxu mountain. Only through constant sacrifice can he maintain his immortality."

All of a sudden, left Yang shakes out everything he knows.

He's completely free.

However, the silver robed priest on the opposite side looked calm and had no emotional change.

He just said faintly, "what do you know about this? It's dead anyway, and no one can take the secret out. "

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