Chapter 506 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (41)

The two listened carefully, and Wang Yi warned, "There is a voice. Could it be some kind of monster?"

Lu Bizhi thought deeply, "This sound does not sound like a wild beast, but rather like..."

Several people looked at each other and had a guess in their minds, "Could there be other disciples of the same sect who fell into this space?"

While they were talking, the voice had gotten closer.

The sound of footsteps was obviously an ordinary sound, but it seemed to step on the hearts of several people, and even their bodies became nervous and nervous involuntarily.

Under the dim light, footsteps were approaching, and a person's figure was vaguely revealed.

Lu Bizhi clenched the sword in his hand.

The familiar outline became clearer and clearer, and there was no wave in the dark eyes. He was walking in this direction, holding a woman wearing a pale golden auspicious cloud fairy skirt in his arms.

"Is it you?!" Sun Jingyun couldn't help but glared.

Wang Yi couldn't help but say, "Junior brother..."

Lu Bizhi breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "Who do you think I am?" His eyes fell on the woman in the other person's arms, "What? Is your master dying just to protect you?" ?”

A certain word pierced the nerves. Yanrong suddenly raised his eyes and looked over with a gloomy look.

Lu Bizhi was slightly startled by his eyes, and involuntarily took a few steps back. Then he became angry and said, "Trash is trash! Your master is also a fool! He ignored other disciples, but he took care of you, a trash. !”

Just as he was about to continue speaking, a sword suddenly grazed his face.

Lu Bizhi screamed in pain, touched his face and found that a piece of it had been cut off. He pointed at Yanrong and yelled, "You..." The rest of the words were stuck in his throat.

Sun Jingyun on the side had a slightly horrified look on his face, looking at the dark fire coming out of the other person's body and those dark eyes, he said incoherently, "What on earth are you?"

Wang Yi was so frightened that all the fear, restlessness and anxiety that had been buried in his heart these days burst out at this moment. He stepped back and said, "Don't blame me, little junior brother, don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame you for being born with it." It’s a gift from heaven.”

Like crazy, he started to turn around and run back.

Yanrong glanced at him indifferently, then turned his gaze to the two people and said in a calm tone, "Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister, some accounts should be settled."

Sun Jingyun held the magic weapon in her hand and couldn't help but sneered, "Just based on your fake spiritual roots?"

Since they were not cultivating the Golden Core, they naturally didn't know that Yan Rong had now become a real double spiritual root, so they only thought that the other party was still the same waste.

Lu Bizhi covered his face, which had lost a piece of flesh, and said bitterly, "Yanrong, I will kill you today!"

While the two were talking, they launched a magical weapon and attacked directly.

Yanrong raised his eyes, looked with dark eyes, and moved slightly.

....

Sun Jingyun had no time to care about what her senior brother looked like now. Her whole body was covered with blood and she kept crawling back while begging for mercy, "Little junior brother, senior sister was wrong. Please take care of the past. Please give Senior Sister a break."

Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Even if she died, she never thought that this banquet would become so powerful just by falling into this space. Sun Jingyun felt jealous and hateful, but more importantly, she was afraid.

She could only keep being afraid of moving and begging for mercy.

Yanrong said calmly, "Senior sister, do you remember that I was also begging you back then?"

Of course Sun Jingyun remembered that the face of his younger junior brother in his memory was full of pain and pleading, begging them not to treat him like this.

Now, one by one, they are still with them.