Xu Xing shook his sleeves and Yang Yuancheng was shaken off.

At this time, Yang Yuancheng had all his magic powers, almost the same as those of mortals.

Therefore, after being shaken off, he rolled on the ground twice, looking a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Xu Xinmei hurried forward and helped Yang Yuancheng up in a hurry.

In her heart, she was shocked and shocked, and asked in a trembling voice: "Husband, why have you... you have fallen to this point? What about your magic power? Why do I feel that you are no different from an ordinary mortal now?

Also, who are they? Why did they break into here?"

Yang Yuancheng patted the dust stained on his body, trying his best to maintain a certain degree of demeanor and dignity.

He held Xu Xinmei's hand and sighed: "Madam, both of them are Shen Yuanqiu's disciples.

I really didn't expect that Shen Yuanqiu's own strength was worse than mine, but among his disciples, someone had already entered the realm of transforming the gods!

Madam, now that you and I have fallen into their hands, I am afraid I will never be able to accommodate you anymore and protect you!"

Xu Xinmei changed color and said, "They, why did they dare to treat you like this? You are the head of Feixing Sect! It represents the face of Feixing Sect!

They did this so much that they were slapping the entire sect in the face!

Will the ancestor let it go and ignore it?"

Yang Yuancheng said with a little desolate expression: "I was so proud of my talent that I gained the eye of my ancestors. In order to cultivate me, I was able to take the position of this leader.

But although the ancestors and ancestors have not expressed anything about what I have done over the years, they think they are already dissatisfied with me.

In addition, Shen Yuanqiu came from behind and became the Nascent Soul, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and he often listened to the teachings of his ancestors...

What's more, Shen Yuanqiu is at the ancestor at this moment, and he cannot know anything about what his disciples did.

Since Shen Yuanqiu knew it, the ancestor must also know it.

Until now, the ancestor had not yet come forward. It seems that my position as head of the sect is really impossible to keep."

Xu Xinmei said pale and said, "If you are no longer the head of Feixing Sect, then... then after someone else, wouldn't my father be..."

Yang Yuancheng said with a cold expression: "I have asked you to advise your father many times to restrain him and make him calm. How did you persuade him? Over the years, not only has he not been calm, but he has become more and more jubilant!

Do you really think that his demonic external cultivation with his back against Yinming Blood Sea can deal with my Feixing Gate?"

When Xu Xinmei heard this, she was shocked and looked at Yang Yuancheng in surprise: "You...you knew about this for a long time..."

Yang Yuancheng looked at Xu Xinmei and his eyes became softer: "Xinmei, since I married you as my wife, how could I not understand your background clearly?

Your father, he is just a monk in the Golden Elixir realm.

If I want to avoid his induction and explore his secrets, there are still many ways to use it.

And you, every time you send a message, I know everything in it, actually.”

"You...you know everything?" Xu Xinmei was surprised again and took a few steps back, a little unbelievable.

Yang Yuancheng looked in the direction behind Xu Xinmei and whispered: "Xinmei, don't move! Don't retreat any longer!"

Xu Xinmei stopped and looked a little confused.

Yang Yuancheng said: "I know, you have left some secret arrangements here.

But even I was easily captured by them. Even if you left some tricks here, what can you do?

After all, you have not reached the level of Nascent Soul, and you know nothing about the methods of the god-transforming monks.

I don’t understand how powerful a monk in the realm of the God Transformation is!

Xinmei, be obedient, don’t do stupid things. As long as you don’t resist, they will not really hurt you for the sake of my former leader.”

Xu Xinmei shook her head and smiled sadly: "Yang Yuancheng, it turns out that you have never really believed in me over the years!

What you say about loving me and loving me is just a lie to deceive me!"

Yang Yuancheng said solemnly: "Xinmei, it's not that I don't believe you, I'm just afraid that you will be stupid for a while, and do stupid things! I'll investigate everything you hide just to be able to better care for you!"

He turned his head, looked at Xu Xing, and begged, "You must see what she wants to do, stop her!"

Xu Xinmei screamed, "Yang Yuancheng, I will never believe you again! Don't try to stop me!"

As she said that, she quickly retreated and hit a wall behind her.

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out, and a blood-formed flower splashed on the wall with Xu Xinmei as the center.

The wall was originally ordinary and white.

But after contaminating Xu Xinmei's blood, changes suddenly occurred.

After absorbing Xu Xinmei's blood, the wall seemed to come alive and began to twist, and the entire wall turned into a deep blood color.

The blood-colored walls kept twisting and shaking, as if something was about to emerge inside.

Xu Xinmei's face turned pale, but her expression was filled with pleasure and madness: "Is the realm of transforming the gods great? You have a god-transforming cultivator in Feixingmen, and I can also invite god-transforming cultivator in the Great Geng Dynasty!"

"Xinmei, stop quickly! It will be very dangerous for you to do this!"

Yang Yuancheng wanted to rush forward to stop Xu Xinmei, but as soon as he took a step, he was imprisoned by an invisible force.

Xu Xing said indifferently: "You have no magic power now, what are you doing when you rush forward? Are you planning to sacrifice yourself and help her?

If my current leader of the Feixing Sect dies in front of me in this way...

Tsk, let alone I can’t explain to the ancestor, even if I am just a disciple of the Feixing Sect, I will feel my face is dull!”

Yang Yuancheng turned his head, looked at Xu Xing, and begged anxiously: "Please, stop her quickly!"

Xu Xing shook his head and said, "What should I stop her from doing? She just seeks kindness and gains kindness! She chose the way herself. If I save her now, she will not be grateful to me, and maybe she will hate me deeply."

Yang Yuancheng said: "Aren't you afraid that she really attracted some masters from the realm of God Transformation after that wall?"

Xu Xing smiled and said, "Why are you afraid? I am also a god-transforming monk, so why are you afraid of another god-transforming monk?

To be honest, I was actually looking forward to it. I really want to know what his confidence is, the true person of Xue Ming has been tossing!”

As he spoke, the blood-colored wall was getting more and more turbulent like water waves.

A blood-colored human face slowly emerged on the wall.

The human face twisted its neck, as if a person who had just woken up was stretching.

Xu Xinmei's expression became even more excited at this time. She said respectfully: "Senior, I am Xu Xinmei, the eldest princess of the Great Geng Dynasty. Please help me!"

The blood-colored face heard this and lowered her head slightly and looked at Xu Xinmei who was tightly pressed against the wall.

Then, a strange chuckled from his mouth.

A blood-colored hand quietly emerged and pressed on Xu Xinmei's head.

The excitement on Xu Xinmei's face turned into fear before it disappeared.

She opened her mouth and wanted to scream, but it was too late.

When her mouth was just opened, her whole body had turned into a mummy.

Yang Yuancheng opened his eyes wide and shouted in pain: "No--"

"Click!"

The blood-colored palm loosened Xu Xinmei's head.

Her body fell to the ground like a dead tree.

After absorbing the blood from Xu Xinmei's body, the blood-colored human face in the wall began to gradually become clearer.

It is highlighted little by little from the wall.

Finally, he jumped off the wall.

A blood man formed of blood, standing there.

The blood on his body kept flowing, making his appearance clearer and clearer.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a young man full of evil temperament.

This man was wearing a red robe, with bloody hair, eyebrows and eyes, and also bloody.

He took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication: "Ah, what a sweet smell! I smelled the smell of fresh blood! Compared to the fishy blood in the sea of ​​blood, this smell is really charming!"

Yang Yuancheng had already calmed down at this time.

He looked at Xu Xing coldly and said, "Now, are you satisfied?"

Xu Xing didn't care about Yang Yuancheng's tone and carefully looked at the young man who was transformed from blood.

Then he looked a little disappointed and shook his head and said, "I'm not very satisfied!"

When Yang Yuancheng heard this, he glared at his eyes and almost wanted to spit out a fire.

Before Yang Yuancheng could speak, Xu Xing continued, "I thought that what kind of powerful existence would be summoned by her sacrifice of her life. It turned out that she was just a waste in the semi-transformed god realm!"

"Um?"

When the evil young man heard Xu Xing's words, he immediately turned his eyes to Xu Xing: "Boy, are you talking about me? Do you dare to look down on me?"
To be continued...