I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

The warmth of Cen Wanwan's embrace seemed extremely prominent and precious in the howling cold wind.

Duan Yanyao was stunned, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a kind of soft confusion.

An indescribable emotion arose in my heart.

He froze in place, neither pushing away nor returning the hug.

Duan Yanyao suddenly remembered that in the illusion he was confused and walking through the gloomy past again, Cen Wanwan was actually by his side all along.

It's just that his memory was temporarily blocked, so he didn't think of her.

The black air became thicker and thicker, forming a thick wall nine feet high. Sharp ghostly screams came one after another. Countless ghost heads emerged from the black air, gradually pulling away the appearance of the old man who had died tragically in Duan Yanyao's hands.

When Duan Yanyao bloodbathed the Duan family, the Duan family members who had suffered Zhou Xie's fate were found and killed one by one by Duan Yanyao even if they hid in the barren mountains and wild mountains.

Thousands of Duan family members died tragically, and their resentful souls gathered in the ghost world, never to die.

The resentful souls of Duan Xing, Duan Chuling and others rushed towards Duan Yanyao and Sheng Yi with their mouths wide open.

Duan Yanyao noticed the movement behind him, but did not make any move.

Heaven sent a catastrophe to him just to punish him for staining the Duan family with blood and slaughtering the entire family.

Now is the time for him to unlock his nightmare. His strength has been severely suppressed, and his current strength is no different from that of ordinary people.

This is the Lingchi given to him by Heaven, and it is also the only way for him to escape Heaven's punishment.

"Master, I..." It took Duan Yanyao a long time to find his voice.

His slender hand slowly moved down, clumsily and helplessly trying to hug Cen Wanwan back.

Heaven's law has clear rewards and punishments. Since it is his punishment, it will not hurt Cen Wanwan.

Maybe the warmth in his arms was so coveted, and for a moment Duan Yanyao was willing to sink into it.

Duan Yanyao vaguely remembered that Ah Yan actually longed for his embrace back then.

He had nothing, and what was waiting for him in his arms was warmth and kindness.

Duan Yanyao's well-joined hands gently pressed onto Sheng Yi's back. Before they were firmly pressed, the master in his arms suddenly pressed his head against her neck, forming a protective posture.

Duan Xing's resentful spirit was behind Duan Yanyao, stretching out his sharp claws to grab Duan Yanyao. Just when he was about to touch Duan Yanyao's back, a wooden sword whizzed past and plunged straight into Duan Yanyao's body. Between the eyebrows, he was scattered.

Sheng Yi looked directly at the resentful souls behind Duan Yanyao, and his eyes darkened.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon."

She had thoughts of killing countless times when she was in the illusion, but everything she encountered was just a memory. She had no way to change it, and could only watch Ayan sink deeper and deeper into despair.

In the fantasy, Ah Yan's past was bloody and unbearable to look back on. She was still shaken by the sight of others, let alone Ah Yan himself.

Regardless of whether Duan Yanyao is Ayan, the ancestor of ghosts, or whether he has a purpose in coming to her, at least for now, he deserves to be protected.

Sheng Yi took the elixir she had prepared before. After a few pills, she felt that the spiritual power around her body became more and more abundant - her cultivation level instantly surged to the golden elixir stage.

Shengyi protected Duan Yanyao, walking through the hazy black mist, killing while looking for the context of the Hundred Dragon Formation.

Everything started after they entered the formation. Perhaps leaving the Hundred Dragons Formation would end this farce.

The resentful souls roared towards them, and wherever they looked, it was like a sea of ​​black fog with no end in sight.

Sheng Yi uses her sword and her moves are fierce. Even if it is just an ordinary wooden sword, it can be a killing weapon in her hands.

She took the initiative to enter the game, and the death energy that originally only attacked Duan Yanyao began to be used against Sheng Yi. The sharp claws of the resentful spirit scratched her cheeks, arms, and back, cutting purple-green scars.

Countless hands came from all directions, constantly converging into heavy fists and beating Sheng Yi. From time to time, the sound of bone cracking was heard. However, Sheng Yi kept taking the elixir, and the pain was temporarily covered up. The sword in his hand became stronger and stronger. quick.

Sheng Yi knew that Duan Yanyao was in a weak state and just wanted to take him away as soon as possible.

"That's enough, Master, please go out first."

Under the attack of the black mist, Cen Wanwan managed to survive. Duan Yanyao was surprised when he saw that she was taking the pill, and he knew that this strength was only temporary, and there would always be times of weakness.

She shouldn't have to suffer with him.Duan Yanyao himself was startled when this thought appeared.

It had been thousands of years since he slaughtered the Duan family, and he no longer had any kind thoughts in his heart.

Zhou Xie was originally an evil creature, and while there was hope that he still had the willpower to resist his erosion, however, since becoming the Ghost Ancestor, Duan Yanyao had ignored him and was willing to fall.

Duan Yanyao longs for chaos in the world, and likes to give hope to weak prey, but sends the prey to die when he really thinks he can escape.

That's all, he is indeed a villain.

But Cen Wanwan should be treated kindly.

"No, let's go together!" Sheng Yi cut off Duan Chuling's hand with his sword, and Duan Chuling's hand grew out again in a moment.

Sheng Yi held Duan Yanyao's hand tightly, kept fighting away the resentful souls of the Duan family that were attacking around them, and led him to move towards the edge of the Hundred Dragon Formation with difficulty.

It was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. After all, it was still limited by physical cultivation. Although Shengyi felt full of spiritual power under the influence of the elixir, she still couldn't help but vomit blood.

It's still a little bit close, almost ready to go out.

"Master, it's better to listen to me this time."

Duan Yanyao saw the color of blood on Sheng Yi's lips and pushed her out of the black mist without hesitation.

Sheng Yi's pupils shrank, but she heard Duan Yanyao's nonchalant voice: "I won't die anyway. Master can just wait for me outside."

Kindhearted but unwilling, he turned around and tried his best to hold Duan Yanyao's wrist, gritting his teeth:

"If I won't die, won't it hurt?!"

“If you can’t even save your apprentice, what kind of master is he?!”

"If you dare to push me again, I will cut you too!"

Duan Yanyao was stunned, and his mind suddenly felt shaken.

……

Decades have passed in the fantasy world, but only a moment has passed in this world.

Chu Xuanshang, Ze Qi and Meng Mu were waiting outside the formation. Seeing Duan Yanyao entering the formation and seeing the deathly aura spreading rapidly, they couldn't help but sigh.

How many people had Duan Yanyao killed before he had such a strong sense of death?

Duan Yanyao's natural punishment was a nightmare. The nightmare made him repeat the memory of being killed by Duan Chuling every day, and the pain that pierced his heart, limbs and head would also repeat every day.

Now Cen Wanwan wants to help him get in touch with the mark of the nightmare beast, which is tantamount to lifting the punishment from heaven, which is not easy.

Not only was the darkness in front of him endless, the sky was already covered with thunderclouds, and the billowing black clouds kept roaring, as if they would get angry and rain thunder at any time.

"Master, stand far away, be careful not to get hurt..."

When a stranger encounters death energy, it can range from being eroded with corpse spots on his face to dying. Ze Qi is worried that Cen Wanwan will be injured, so he subconsciously lowers his head and warns him. Who knows that the master who was still standing next to him has disappeared at this moment.

Ze Qi paused and met Chu Xuan Shang's eyes. The moment their eyes overlapped, both of them were silent.

Meng Mu licked her hair next to the two of them and touched her face with her paws from time to time. Seeing Ze Qi and Chu Xuan Shang looking at each other, she subconsciously tried to find where Cen Wanwan was, but she couldn't find it.

The pupils suddenly shrank, and Meng Mu was also surprised.

Damn it, where is Cen Wanwan?
Isn't it also in the death energy? !
So a weakling cannot be eaten as soon as he enters? !
Meng Mu jumped up anxiously, but she could only talk to Chu Xuanshang and the others and spin around in circles.

They cannot interfere with the punishment of heaven.

"It's okay. Master is not a person punished by heaven. If you don't take the initiative to get involved, the death energy will not hurt her." Ze Qi smiled and comforted himself.

Henry Chu said coolly: "Do you think she will ignore it?"

The three of them fell into silence at the same time.

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