Chapter 405: Blackened Apprentice of Cultivation Master (69)
The big formation was shaken by countless attacks, and at least a few hundred people from the cannon fodder sects in the novel squeezed the entrance of Tianhong Mountain tightly.
A powerful man in the Void Refinement Stage, with white hair and childlike face, and a cold face.
"Bai Weiwei, you allow the traitors to commit crimes and kill my disciples. If you don't sacrifice Ning Yishu to his soul today, I swear that I will slaughter your sect."
Bai Weiwei stared blankly, and asked the system: "Who is his apprentice?"
The system flipped through the chapter on the characters in the novel, "It's your good brother Yu Chen."
good brother...
Bai Weiwei was so disgusted that she shuddered, and then remembered that Ning Yishu broke Yu Chen's body and soul, the little one died, and the big one came out to stand in the way of the protagonist.
Shuangwen routines are such that the small ones bring out the big ones, the big ones bring out the old ones, and the old ones bring out their ancestors.
Anyway, we must do our best to fight against the protagonist, and persevere in giving the protagonist experience and equipment.
These are all routines.
Yu Chen's master suddenly formed flowers on his fingers, and the flowers formed by the condensed spiritual energy continued to grow in size, so large that they could cover the entire Tianhong Mountain.
Tianhong Mountain's ancestral mountain protection formation suddenly vibrated.
"Kill Ning Yishu, and I will spare the lives of everyone in Tianhong Mountain."
A monk in the Void Refinement Stage can move the sky and the sea, and can slaughter thousands of living beings with a single raise of his hand.
Anyway, it's awesome.
Bai Weiwei felt that her Nascent Soul stage was too small and pitiful, she was a little villain cannon fodder in the early stage.
Once entangled with Ning Yishu, all kinds of messy super late bosses came out.
The protagonist really has a debilitating physique, whoever is by his side will be unlucky.
Bai Weiwei knew that the Tianhong Mountain Formation was a protective shield forged with painstaking efforts of the ancestors of the past generations, even if it was necessary to blast the formation during the Void Refinement Stage, it would take a while.
So she was very relieved and took a few steps forward, just about to pretend.
The hand was grabbed by Ning Yishu, Bai Weiwei looked back strangely, but saw him staring at her deeply.
"Master, let me go out."
His expression was flat, it didn't seem like he was going to die at all, it was more like going out for a stroll.
He knew that it was impossible for Bai Weiwei in the Nascent Soul stage to defeat those people outside the door.
And he knew better that she would not fight against so many people for him.
Because she is such a selfish character, but he has no resentment at all, and even feels relieved.
Only her character can protect herself, he can't protect her, he would rather she be selfish, vicious and arrogant than compromise for anyone.
Bai Weiwei sneered, "Is that why you want to hurry to die?"
Ning Yishu didn't have the slightest fear of facing death, but his tone was a little more tender for no reason.
"I'm dead, will you remember me?"
Bai Weiwei raised her eyebrows, her eyes were full of anger.
"Remember what you do? You are dead, but I can get rid of the reputation of being a useless apprentice. Who will remember you."
The smile on the corner of Ning Yishu's mouth froze for a moment, as if a little sad, he opened his mouth a few times, but in the end he just sighed.
"Master, then I'm leaving."
The monks in the Void Refinement Stage were too terrifying, and with the addition of people from several sects outside the gate, Tianhong Mountain had no strength to fight.
If he hadn't abolished the spirit root and possessed the blood-stained dagger, he could still protect her.
Now he is nothing more than a piece of trash.
After Ning Yishu finished speaking, he walked out without hesitation. His body was much weaker than before, and the aftermath of the magic circle hit his body. Every step he took seemed to be scraping bones and digging flesh.
But his steps were extremely firm.
He walked to the edge of the circle, paused, and then stepped out slowly.
This step is life and death.