The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

The dead body was buried in the grave.

Song Yuhuan walked out of the cell, still feeling a little scared.

After all, Hu Baibai was a celestial demon, and Song Yuhuan had also known the horror of celestial demons.

This kind of demon practiced very quickly, and could become a terrifying existence in just a hundred years.

But none of the celestial demons in the history of Yinliu Continent survived, and they were all suppressed by human cultivators.

This time must be no exception, and the cooperation of the old monsters from various sects also gave Song Yuhuan a reassurance.

Dong Dong Dong!

At this moment, the sound of bells rang in Song Yuhuan's ears, echoing throughout the Shangqing Dao Sect.

Song Yuhuan's face changed slightly. The sound of the bell meant that someone was attacking Shangqing Dao Sect.

Who would be so bold as to attack Dao Sect?

Song Yuhuan guessed in his heart.

At this time, most of the strong men in Shangqing Dao Sect were not inside.

"Song Yuhuan, come out and die."

The next moment, a loud shout broke through the clouds and echoed between heaven and earth.

Hearing this familiar voice again, Song Yuhuan was stunned at first, and then his heart was shaken hard, and his eyes revealed incredibleness.

At this moment, he understood who the visitor was. This was his senior brother Gu Mo.

But wasn't Gu Mo defeated and thrown into the depths of Wanzangyuan?

How could he come out alive from there? Song Yuhuan frowned.

There was not much fear on his face, but he was puzzled that Gu Mo could come out of the depths of Wanzangyuan alive.

Since he could defeat Gu Mo the first time, he could defeat his senior brother the second time.

It was just right that he didn't die, just in time to imprison Gu Mo. Song Yuhuan felt secretly happy when he thought that he would be able to step on this powerful senior brother under his feet in a while.

"How dare you! This is not a place for you to make trouble."

At this moment, another roar came to greet him.

Song Yuhuan's face suddenly brightened, because it was the voice of his master Xuan Yang Zhenren.

Without stopping, Song Yuhuan quickly rushed towards the direction of the voice.

Soon, two figures appeared in Song Yuhuan's field of vision. The one with black clothes and white hair stood in the sky, and his deep eyes revealed a terrifying murderous intent.

A cold and powerful aura covered the sky like a cold prison.

Song Yuhuan's body trembled slightly, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of his pupils.

He felt a terrifying sense of oppression from Gu Mo, and this powerful momentum was comparable to that of Xuan Yang Zhenren.

Song Yuhuan quietly swallowed a sip of saliva, and his heart was surging like waves.

How could his senior brother become so powerful now? It was incredible for Song Yuhuan that he could come out alive from the depths of the Ten Thousand Burials Abyss.

Now he could even compete with Xuan Yang Zhenren in the Tribulation Realm in terms of momentum. This was a severe shock to Song Yuhuan.

"Who are you?"

Xuan Yang Zhenren on the sky scolded.

"The one who wants your life."

Gu Mo said coldly.

Xuan Yang Zhenren laughed loudly upon hearing this: "How dare you! You want to kill me."

"Master, be careful. He is Gu Mo, the eldest disciple of Feng Yangzi."

Song Yuhuan on the ground reminded loudly.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Xuan Yang Zhenren narrowed his eyes and said: "So you are the eldest disciple of Feng Yangzi's broken-backed old dog. It seems that you are here to follow in the footsteps of that old dog."

Gu Mo also discovered Song Yuhuan on the ground. The murderous intent around him condensed into an extremely gloomy storm, and a cold light burst out in his eyes.

Song Yuhuan was trembling at this look, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Song Yuhuan, you deserve to die."

Gu Mo shouted coldly.

Seeing Song Yuhuan again, the murderous intent in his heart was almost condensed into substance.

The next moment, Song Yuhuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a terrifying fist wind from the sky coming towards him.

The fist wind whistled past, bringing up the surrounding air to form a powerful cyclone, as if to tear him apart.

This terrifying fist force made Song Yuhuan unable to move, his pupils trembled and fear crawled all over his body.

At this critical moment of death, Xuan Yang Zhenren stood in front and punched him as well.

Boom!

A deafening roar suddenly broke out in the air, and the ground under his feet was instantly shattered by the force.

"How dare you! You killed my disciple in front of me. You really don't take me seriously."

Xuan Yang Zhenren's face changed slightly when he took the punch, and one of his arms was numb from the shock.

Song Yuhuan, who had walked on the edge of death, woke up in shock. Seeing Xuan Yang Zhenren, he couldn't help but get angry: "This is not my fault at all. It's all your fault. Now that Feng Yangzi is dead, you

Nothing can be changed. "

Boom!

This sentence was like a thunderbolt that struck Gu Mo's heart.

"What did you say?"

Gu Mo's body trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice.

"Feng Yangzi is dead, and so are you. You can't change anything about my former senior brother."

Song Yuhuan shouted happily.

Master is dead, Master is dead.

Gu Mo muttered to himself, sadness surged in his eyes, and two lines of tears gradually slid down.

Even though Gu Mo had a bad guess in his heart, it was another feeling to hear it with his own ears.

"Ah!"

Gu Mo raised his head and howled, and his grief resounded through the sky.

Seeing Gu Mo like this, Song Yuhuan felt even more relieved.

But the next second, a voice that seemed to crawl out of hell sounded in his ears.

"Master is dead, you go down and repent. "

Gu Mo raised his murderous eyes, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and sentenced Song Yuhuan to death in his words.

"How dare you! The only person who will die today is you."

Xuan Yang Zhenren saw that Gu Mo had been ignoring him, and he was immediately furious.

"Well, I'll send you, the old dog, to hell first."

Gu Mo was like a demon god, exuding a terrifying aura.

Without saying anything more, he would prove everything with practical actions.

In an instant, Gu Mo condensed his fist power, and the extremely yin power in his body rushed wildly.

The sky suddenly changed color, and the terrifying pressure fell like an unreachable mountain.

Xuan Yang Zhenren's face changed drastically. He felt the attack from this punch that was enough to kill him.

The next moment, this punch fell from the sky.

This punch contained the piercing extremely yin power.

This punch contained the blood-like forest in Gu Mo's heart. The killing intent.

This punch contained the tearing grief from the bottom of his heart.

This punch seemed to pierce the heaven and earth, and it was like a meteorite, carrying the force of thunder and lightning.

The flowing time seemed to stop at this moment, and the surrounding air was distorted under the influence of this punch.

Master Xuanyang was extremely frightened, and there was an intuition in his heart telling him.

He couldn't take this punch, and he would die if he took it.

Without hesitation, under the threat of death, Master Xuanyang decisively chose to avoid it.

However, this punch had already blocked the aura around Master Xuanyang.

Seeing that he couldn't escape , Xuan Yang Zhenren gritted his teeth and had to use his trump card to try to resist.

But it was too late.

Boom!

At the moment of collision, Xuan Yang Zhenren's body was blasted into a blood mist by the terrifying power of this punch.

A great man in the Tribulation Realm died on the spot without any chance of life.

When Gu Mo threw this punch, he felt extremely weak in his body.

If he wanted to kill Song Yuhuan and save his junior sister, he had to attack without reservation.

So he used almost most of his extremely Yin power in this punch.

The blood mixed with the minced meat poured all over the sky. Above Song Yuhuan's head, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Song Yuhuan stood there in a daze, not believing what was happening before his eyes.

It seemed like all this was an illusion, Xuan Yang Zhenren, who was in the Tribulation Realm, was killed by a single punch.

But the thick smell of blood that filled his nose and the broken meat on the ground were all shocking Song Yuhuan, forcing him to believe the truth of all this.

Looking at Gu Mo walking towards him, Song Yuhuan's heart could no longer be described as fear, it was a trembling in the depths of his soul.

At this moment, Gu Mo seemed to have turned into the omnipotent senior brother again.

"Ah."

The next moment, Song Yuhuan felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a hand inserted into his chest and holding his rapidly beating heart, which would burst with just a little force.

"Brother, I am your junior brother, please don't kill me, I was wrong, I was wrong. "

Facing Gu Mo's eyes that penetrated the depths of his soul, and then feeling the shroud of death, Song Yuhuan was instantly scared and burst into tears on the spot.

"So... you also have a heart..."

Feeling the heart beating in his palm, Gu Mo lowered his eyes and said softly.

"Brother, don't kill me. I was really wrong."

Song Yuhuan was still begging for mercy.

"But people like you... don't deserve to have a heart..."

Gu Mo said coldly, and suddenly pulled the heart out of his flesh and blood.

Looking at the bright red heart in his palm, he suddenly exerted force to crush it.

Song Yuhuan's body slowly fell backwards, and there was still lingering fear in his eyes.

He did not die at Hu Baibai's hands, but at Gu Mo's hands.