Cultivator In Martial God World

Yuan Xinqiu feels like he has been thrown on a white ground. He can see nothing, hear nothing, there is only an endless roar in his ears, and his brain is blank. Lost all thinking ability.

After Yuan Zizhen finished speaking, he stopped speaking, his face was bitter and lonely.

I thought he would lead Yuan Family to glory, but he never thought of it, but brought Yuan Family into the abyss.

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Xinqiu seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Yuan Family is over!" He muttered to himself, desperate.

He doesn't doubt the authenticity of the news, these words can be said from Yuan Zizhen, naturally they have been confirmed.

However, he prefers to believe that this is false and illusory at the moment.

Because he can't accept it.

"Yuan Family is over!" He murmured again, but there was an angry look on his face.

next moment, a crazy roar came from his mouth: "It's you, it's you, you are the sinner of Yuan Family."

Yuan Zizhen was not angry, his face showed loneliness With an extreme expression, then he sighed: "It's me, I'm the sinner of Yuan Family."

The door opened. I don't know when, all the senior members of Yuan Family have gathered outside the door.

Everyone’s face is like ashes, like prepare for there funeral.

Under the nest, is there a dead egg? The Yuan Family Building will fall, where do they go?

Once upon a time, the Yuan Family, which was so big and prosperous a few years ago, fell into such a field and was forced to do nothing by one person.

However, all this is having only oneself to blame.

If Yuan Zi really doesn't treat Yang Xuan like that, if...

But unfortunately, this world, there is nothing if it is wrong. If it is wrong, it is wrong, and you have to bear the price of the error.

"Hey...what about senior?" Yuan Xinqiu's eyes suddenly brightened, and his head suddenly looked up.

"He senior, as early as eighteen years ago, he drifted away and disappeared." Yuan Zizhen sighed again.

The ray of hope that Yuan Xinqiu had just ignited went out again. After a long while, he suddenly raised his head again and stared at Yuan Zizhen firmly.

"There is another way." He gnashing teeth, every word.

One day later, a message began to spread around Yuan Family City.

"Yuan Family has changed the door and invested in Immortal Sect."

Once the news came out, the world shocked.

Ten days later, outside the Yuan Family city, Yang Xuan rode a thin black horse and walked slowly into the city gate.

The Yuan Family city gate at this time is very different from what it was 20 years ago. It has become brilliant, prosperous, and full of domineering.

"Stop!" There was a strong shout, and several guards wearing Yuan Family costumes surrounded them: "Riding is prohibited in Yuan Family city."

Yang Xuan paused reins After taking a few glances at a few people, he said indifferently: "Tell Yuan Zizhen, I'm here."

"Who are you?" The guard dísciple saw Yang Xuan's extraordinary bearing and did not dare to neglect.

Yang Xuan did not speak, but cast his gaze on a square not far from the city gate.

Where, stands a huge statue that is obviously new.

White clothed holding his hand, the brows are a little red and dazzling.

The guard followed his gaze. After staying for a while, his body shook suddenly, and then a huge fear appeared on his face.

"White...white...see Sect Master!" Several guards knelt at the same time, kneeling on the ground, not daring to breathe.

"Oh, it's done very well!" Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Go, tell him, I'm here."

The guard flew away trembling all over, Yang Xuan was not in a hurry, and continued to ride the horse.

Within a moment, a group of people rushed over quickly, and before they were in front of them, they all knelt down as if they were cutting wheat.

"Yuan Family Yuan Xinqiu, welcome to Sect Master!" A very respectful shout came from the front of the crowd, it was Yuan Xinqiu.

"Sect Master? Huh!" Yang Xuan did not dismount, but walked slowly to Yuan Xinqiu. The sound of horseshoes, like the magic sound of Nine Nether, fell in Yuan Xinqiu's heart, causing waves of fear The waves.

At this time, the surrounding people realized that something was wrong, and quickly knelt down with fear, not daring to raise their heads.

"Let's go, take me to see, the Yuan Family of Immortal Sect." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

Yuan Xinqiu sighed slightly in relief, got up quickly, and led the way.

Yuan Family is in sight, the gate has been changed a long time ago, not to a family, but like an Imperial Palace, covering a very large area.

Twenty years, enough Yuan Zizhen to build Yuan Family's prosperous glory.

At this time, the gate of Yuan Family was already wide open, with flags spreading, two rows of Yuan Family dísciple wearing uniform costumes knelt down on both sides, revealing a broad and open road covered with flowers.

Yang Xuan seemed to turn a blind eye to these pomp, but he rode his horse straight ahead and went straight to Yuan Family.

Stop the horse and look around!

Wherever the eyes go, no one stands, all kneeling to the ground.

Before the crowd, Yuan Zizhen was naked, with thorns on his back, his forehead hit the bottom, and his body was shaking like chaff.

"Negative Jing please sin?" Yang Xuan smiled.

"Criminal Minister Yuan Zizhen, pay respects to Sect Master, his subordinates are guilty, and his subordinates are guilty." Yuan Zizhen's desperate voice came out, full of pleading.

"Oh, criminal minister? Sect Master?" Yang Xuan said casually.

"Yuan Family is sincerely devoted to Immortal Sect. From then on, worship the heaven and worship Sect Master. If there are two hearts, the heaven will die out."

Not waiting for Yang Xuan to speak, Yuan Zizhen said again. "The subordinates know that the sins are serious, and they dare not expect Sect Master to forgive, and take their deaths to apologize. I only hope that Sect Master can forgive Yuan Family and Yuan Family for the sake of Yuan Family's sincere remorse."

As he said, he kept knocking on his head and dared not to resist hard. After a few strokes, blood ran down his forehead.

Not only him, but everyone in the Yuan Family at this time, is there anyone who is not kowtow like smashing garlic, completely disregarding the blood flowing arbitrarily.

Yang Xuan laughed. When Yuan Family was desperate, he could even make a good move and put him in an army. It is really rare.

He looked at Yuan Xinqiu with his gaze. Needless to say, this wonderful move was naturally Yuan Xinqiu's idea.

If he is only one person, then it is natural to say that Yuan Family will have no one to live, but don’t forget that there is a newly developed force behind him——Immortal Sect. If he destroys Yuan Family, Since then, there is no power in the world to dare to take refuge in Immortal Sect, which adds a lot of resistance to the future development of Immortal Sect, which is very worthless.

Furthermore, Yuan Zizhen is also very clever. He knows to apologize with death and calm Yang Xuan's anger. The various plots in between, really plot against the agency.

However, I am afraid that Yuan Zizhen and Yuan Xinqiu did not expect that Yang Xuan came here to kill Yuan Zizhen alone. If the other members of the Yuan Family wink, they will be fine.

Yuan Family has a very close relationship with Martial God after all, the so-called not for the monk's sake, but for the Buddha's, this is the case.

"Okay!" After a period of silence that made Yuan Zizhen, Yuan Xinqiu, and everyone in the Yuan Family unbearable, Yang Xuan said a word.

Huh!

The big rock in everyone's heart crashed to the ground, and a feeling of relaxation hit the whole body.

Yuan Family is saved.

But after the stone fell, a strange sadness emerged in everyone's heart, including Yuan Xinqiu.

Yuan Family is no longer Yuan Family.

Yuan Family, after all, died.

Yuan Zi was really relieved, solemnly knocked to Yang Xuan three times, and said sincerely: "Thank you!"

After thanking him, his Qi Qiao began to bleed, and his breath gradually weakened. Just lost all Life Aura.

By breaking his heart, he ended his glorious and lonely life.

No one knows whether he was full of regret before he died.