Chapter 57 Destroy Tianyuan, see you off!

Soon, Shi Sanjian had figured out the situation. Before the young master named Bai Lang left, he accepted Yuan as an apprentice and left two extremely powerful magic weapons. Even Shi Ren was not an opponent!

Shi Sanjian was extremely shocked. Although he did not see it with his own eyes, he could roughly guess that the two magic weapons were extremely powerful.

"This seems to be an opportunity!" Shi Sanjian quickly calmed down and his expression changed. Now the sacred objects have been stolen. When the messenger of Ziyang Cave arrives, he will definitely be punished. But if he steals the two magic weapons and gives them to the envoy, he can make up for it.

However, the teenager made people feel a little uneasy, and Shi Sanjian was a little hesitant.

"It's just a scattered practice, but what can some forces do? With Ziyang Dongtian as a support, will you still be afraid of him?" Shi Sanjian's eyes flashed and finally made a decision. He turned around and waved his sleeves and said, "Crazy, wait for me to see you!"

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In the east of the city, Yuan Cheng relied on the armor and medicine hoe left by Bai Lang and burst into infinite power, making Shi Ren and others unable to come forward at all. However, now they no longer attack, but besieged Yuan Cheng and waited for help.

There was a roar, and then the light dissipated. The three old men came out of the light. It was Shi Sanjian and the two elders of the door.

"Gang over the armor and medicine hoe and save your life!" Shi Sanjian said coldly that a trivial subordinate disciple was not worth his words at all.

Yuan Cheng's face changed, and he suddenly understood something and said angrily, "Dream!"

Shi Sanjian snorted coldly and did not move, but suddenly moved several feet like a ghost and suddenly appeared beside Yuan Cheng.

"Keng!"

His fingertips burst out thousands of swords, which were extremely bright. He suddenly cut on Yuan Cheng's body. It was too fast. Yuan Cheng had no time to react at all, and his body had flown out like a paper kite.

"Brother!" Yuan Yue cried and was about to jump on it, but was pulled by Shi Ren with an evil smile: "Miss Xiaoyue, my brother is here!"

The disparity in strength is so great that even if the magic weapon is against the sky, it can't make up for it. Shi Sanjian forced to take a step forward, and his voice is still cold: "Gry the magic weapon and spare you to die!"

Yuan Cheng vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and the blue veins on his forehead appeared. He roared loudly: "Let Xiaoyue go!"

No one paid attention to it. Shi Ren already knew that his father would not leave Yuan Cheng's life. He simply tore off his disguise, stunned Yuan Yue with a palm, waved his hand and let several guards hug him. It seemed that the wonderful night scenery had appeared in front of him.

"Bastard" Yuan Cheng's body bloomed with forty divine light, which was extremely ferocious. The medicine hoe was intertwined with golden light and went to Shi Ren. However, two elders of Tianyuanzong suddenly appeared in front of him, and two swords crossed the sky and suddenly beat him back.

Dozens of monks surrounded Yuan Cheng in the middle, with cold eyes, like ants!

"Last time, hand over the magic weapon!" Shi Sanjian frowned and was very impatient.

Yuan Cheng struggled to get up, and his body was stained with blood. He straightened his body with a medicine hoe. The sunset glow was like blood, reflected on his face and became brighter and brighter.

Yuan Cheng laughed miserably and said hatefully, "Wait for me to die!"

"I don't know anything!" Shi Sanjian finally lost his patience, and the fairy sword in his hand turned into an extreme brilliance and suddenly hit Yuan Cheng. The brilliant light surrounded Yuan Cheng, like a flame burning.

A piece of blood fluttered away, Yuan Cheng fell softly, and the medicine hoe also dispersed and fell aside. Shi Sanjian's eyes lit up, and his cold face couldn't help but be excited. He sucked the medicine hoe over, and his hand was as bright as fog. He slowly slipped through the medicine hoe, trying to erase the spiritual imprint on it.

He suddenly frowned. The medicine hoe was actually spiritually engraved with a mysterious method, and the mark could not be forcibly erased at all. That is to say, if he wanted to fully control the medicine hoe, unless the owner of the magic weapon took the initiative to remove the mark. Perhaps, if the owner dies, the magic weapon will become owner again ten years later. The thing.

This is an extremely ancient method, which can only be used on the magic weapon of his life. Bai Lang also learned it occasionally in the ancient village. He was worried that Yuan Cheng's strength would be stolen by others, so he helped him refine this ancient magic formula.

"As long as you don't die!" Shi Sanjian held the magic weapon but couldn't use it. He was angry and suddenly smiled fiercely, "I put you in the ghost beads. I don't believe you can survive!"

A black bead shrouded in black fog suddenly appeared on Yuan Cheng's body, who had only a trace of breath. A black fog enveloped it, and the five-color light flashed away. The black gas surged on Yuan Cheng's body, and then the vitality dissipated.

Shi Sanjian collected Yuan Cheng's soul with ghost beads. After forcibly collecting the armor and medicine hoe, he snorted coldly and went to the sky.

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The evening wind is crying, the stars are rising, and there is no sound in the lonely yard.

"Swipe!"

A light fell, and Bai Lang appeared in the yard, and his consciousness instantly enveloped around like water.

Suddenly, Bai Lang's body condensed, and suddenly his eyes widened, his face was shocked, and he stayed there. On the messy ground in front of him, the already cold body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost in the dark night and motionless.

His fists were clenched tightly, and the red light flashed in his eyes. He was crazy and ferocious, like a bloodthirsty demon who wanted to dance to the moon. An invisible wave suddenly swayed around, sweeping everywhere, and the thick wall suddenly turned into flying ashes.

"Yuan Cheng!" Bai Lang rushed over, turned his hands into countless phantoms, rolled the clear light like angrily, and kept patting. A bottle of precious elixir turned into the purest essence of life and poured into Yuan Cheng's body.

However, it is useless at all. The soul is the foundation of human beings. If the soul is lost, it cannot be resurrected at all!

"Purp the soul!"

White Lang's eyes breathe fire, the sound is as cold as ice, and the air is cold. He stood up, his eyes were like electricity, and soon saw a broken sword left on the ground, which was left by a monk of Tianyuan Sect and Yuan Cheng when they fought against the law.

"Tianyuanzong!"

There was no expression on Bai Lang's face, indifferent like ten thousand years of ice, but his eyes turned into a strange blood red at this moment!

He has understood everything!

Bai Lang made a mysterious light, protected Yuan Cheng's body, sent him into the inner room, and laid layers of boundaries and dense arrays around him!

After doing all this, Bai Lang slowly turned around and said lightly, "I will destroy Tianyuan tonight and see you off!"