Chapter 370 370 Wave Two 2

The huge sadness is like a wave, and waves of the waves of rational defense.

"Dad just now, applying for me, let me hide me a bit, worry about what happened to my father and mother?" Yinger was still asking.

"They, they are okay." The dead Zen tears left with a nose, blown up by strong wind, and thrown behind them.

He choked and answered.

"You have to stick to it, get better, and then, our family will be together."

Suddenly he was in front of him.

On the road in front, a white five -seater car was drove on the face.

On the side of the car, there is a dark golden word with the nine gates of the clouds.

He recognizes this kind of car. This is an exclusive luxury car that is generally equipped with high -level high -levels.

Such a high -level character at the level, absolutely carrying life -saving fast -acting medicine and first aid!

"Help !!" The dead Zen suddenly screamed, decelerating the motorcycle, a horizontal swing, blocking the other party to go.

The car also braked quickly, so I almost didn't hit it.

Click.

The door opened, a mysterious person wearing a black slim robe and a golden eagle mask, got out of the car.

"Save my wife !! She was seriously injured, and was a high -level in the disaster."

laugh!

Suddenly, a golden imaginary shadow approached the dead meditation, in the middle of his chest.

嘭 !!!

The spiritual shock like a simple bell, instantly shocked his whole person's consciousness.

Immediately after, there was a heartache in the heart.

Wait for God.

Dead Zen saw himself flying backwards, his body arched, floating in the air.

A large amount of blood poured out of the chest and sprinkled down.

His wife Yinger has rolled to the ground and fell weakly in front of the golden eagle mask.

唰.

The mask human lightning back to pull the sword behind the lightning, the cold light flashed.

The blade scratched from Yinger's neck, and one was divided into two.

The head rolled out, and the blood split out, everything seemed to be still at this moment.

"No !!!! Yinger !!!"

Wutchen opened his eyes and the pain of the heart. At this time, he couldn't see the fiancee and the children who had not yet been born. He was killed in person in person. The pain and despair produced.

"Chixiao Sword, it's really a waste in your hands."

Golden Eagle Mask came out of the sound and grabbed the dead meditation.

Big!

The red Chixiao sword flies out of the air, and fell steadily in his palm.

This first inheritance of the world's Xuanmen, at this time, actually fell into the hands of this mysterious face.

This kind of inheritance canal that can only be used by this kind of martial arts is actually in this person, and can also be commanded like an arm!

This completely subverts the basic common sense of withered Zen since childhood.

thump.

Ku Chan fell down the cliff and hit the surging canyon water at the bottom, causing a large splash.

The golden-masked man kicked Ying'er's body and let it fall down the cliff.

"Don't you need a last-ditch attack?" Another golden-masked man got out of the car and asked in a deep voice.

"His heart was pierced by me and he will definitely die." The man in the golden eagle mask replied coldly. "Let's go, I got the Red Sky Sword."

The two quickly got on the car, jumped over the motorcycle, and sped off into the distance.

At this time, at the bottom of the cliff, in the canyon and river.

Ku Chan's heart was pierced, but his powerful Taoist realm and magical skills, as well as his unremitting efforts to achieve breakthroughs over the years, kept him from dying completely for a while.

He opened his eyes wide and slowly sank toward the bottom of the cold turbid water.

From the tattered Taoist robes on his body, streaks of dark red blood escaped in the water.

At this time, everything seemed to be quiet. Only he was quietly looking at the turbulent light blue water above his head.

In the broken waves, it seemed that everything he had experienced in his life from childhood to adulthood was constantly being replayed.

He just sinks quietly, sinks

Like a still statue, motionless.

until.

puff.

A new corpse also slowly sank from above.

It's Ying'er's headless body.

Her head was washed away by the rapids and she didn't know where it went.

Ku Chan slowly raised his head and looked at the body of his wife that he was so familiar with.

Slowly, huge spiritual fluctuations of silence, despair, and gloom spread out around him.

In this dark underwater depth, the last step that has troubled Ku Chan for a long time is to break through the limits of his sect and find his own new path. At this moment, it seems to be completely clear.

Buzz.

On Ku Chan's neck, a little purple fluorescence suddenly lit up under his skin.

It was a purple metal piece the size of a fingernail implanted in him by his parents when he was a child.

At that time, he didn't know what it was, but now, Kuchan understood.

This is an ultra-miniature life-saving technique that his father spent a lot of resources on him.

Under the water, circles of increasingly majestic spiritual fluctuations, centered on Ku Chan, continued to spread to all sides.

The wound on his heart was quickly closed under the recovery of the life-saving technique, and the bleeding point was forcibly blocked.

Ku Chan silently went up and reached out to catch Ying'er's sinking body.

The majestic mental fluctuations in his body began to shrink suddenly, like a black hole, as if it could swallow up and absorb all the surrounding consciousness and thoughts.

Such a state of extreme dispersion from the outside to contraction within has a unified honorific title within Taoism.

His name is: Heavenly Master.

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roadside.

Yu Hong took his mobile phone and kept dialing the number.

Buzz.

A white car passed by him, with the Taoist mark faintly engraved on it.

Yu Hong planned to take a closer look, but the phone in his hand happened to be connected, so he didn't pay attention.

"Hey, are you Master Zuo Tianshi? I am Zhengrou, the master of Qingchen Temple, which belongs to the Dao Channel."

"I am Tianshi Daotong Hongming. Tianshi is not free right now. If you have anything to do, just tell me and I will write it down and relay it to him." A lazy young female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I have something urgent here. Can you please answer the phone directly to Zuo Tianshi?" Yu Hong frowned.

Snap.

It hung up over there.

Yu Hong felt angry and dialed the other party's number again. But this time the other party didn't answer the call and just ignored it.

Ten times in a row, he was so angry that he left a message on the phone and then simply changed his number.

There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!

This time it was handed to Xu Chongxu Tianshi from Xia Yuan Tianshi Mansion.
To be continued...