As a sacred weapon, the special magical power attached to the Moon Golden Wheel is automatic defense.

The Sun-Moon God Cult used this characteristic to trap the Star-catching Sword Master with the help of the Moon-Golden Wheel, thereby killing Han Yang.

The additional magical power of the Liangyi Holy Sword is "never leave and never give up".

Yin and Yang are two instruments.

Male and female are two rites.

Men and women are two persons.

Husband and wife love each other...

Even if they ascended, the Piaomiao Sanren couple would never be separated, because their swords would find each other.

Since the death of my old wife, the female sword of the Liangyi Holy Sword has been silent, no longer as agile as it once was, as if it has lost its spirituality.

But at this time, the female sword that belonged to the old wife actually flew towards the mysterious ninth-level martial saint who appeared from the Lianxin family?!

this……

That familiar jumping and trembling, that familiar flying up and down.

Piao Miao Sanren almost without thinking, tremblingly called out a name: "Xiaoyao? Is that you..."

Tears flowed before words were spoken.

Thousands of years of body and death, the world is boundless, I can't forget it without thinking about it, I can only shed a thousand lines of tears.

The moment he called out his old wife's name, Piaomiao Sanren already burst into tears.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at the mysterious figure wrapped in a black robe and hidden under a mask, and said tremblingly: "Xiaoyao... is it you? Are you not dead? Tell me, are you not dead?"

Before he finished speaking, Piao Miao Sanren couldn't help but walk towards the mysterious man No. 2.

With that dejected look, he was still a ninth-level martial saint who looked like a god. It was clear that he was just an ordinary old man who missed his dead wife.

Piaomiao Sanren's rude performance shocked everyone.

Qingyu Temple.

The realm of Mora.

They all looked at the old man with tears in his eyes in shock.

Carefree?

Happy Sanren?!

Piaomiao Sanren's Taoist companion who has been dead for many years?

Is this old man... crazy?

"Could it be..."

The second hall master's body was shaken, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He thought of a possibility...the art of seizing a body.

Is it possible that the Taoist companion of Miao Miao Sanren, Xiaoyao Sanren, did not die at all, but was... taken away by the Lianxin family?

Logically speaking, this is impossible!

The Lianxin family's method of seizing a body has a fatal flaw.

That is, in the process of seizing the body, you must fight with the soul of the original owner. Only by defeating the soul of the original owner can you successfully seize the body.

But in this case, the soul of the person who took the body will inevitably be damaged.

If the soul is injured, the possibility of this person being promoted to the ninth level of Martial Saint is almost eliminated.

Thousands of years ago, when Xiaoyao Sanren "fallen", he was only a seventh-level martial saint. However, the cultivation level displayed by Mysterious Man No. 2 reached the ninth level.

Could it be that the Lianxin family has mastered a method to advance to the ninth level without damaging the soul after seizing the body?

If this is true, then the Heart Refining Family... will surely perish.

The eyes of the second hall master of Qingyu Temple flickered, and he was ready to join forces with the Heart Killing Alliance to destroy the Lianxin family.

The shadow where the demon is hiding is also trembling slightly.

His eyes were fixed on Mysterious Man No. 2.

That person... could he really be a happy Sanren?

…

Piaomiao Sanren called out affectionately, but Mysterious Man No. 2 showed no response, as if he didn't hear him.

Even to the Liangyi female sword dancing around him, it was as if he had never seen it before.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Jinyu's face became extremely ugly.

The more Piao Miao San's love is as deep as the sea, the more it appears that they in the Lianxin family do all kinds of evil, are cruel and unkind, and even destroy human relations.

Old stuff.

If I had known this, I should have killed this Piaomiao Sanren or turned him into a puppet.

"kill!"

With a roar, Zhuge Jinyu will take the lead in killing the Piaomiao San people.

We can't let him continue.

At this moment, there was a loud shout in the air.

"My son, Lian Hu! Is it you!"

The canthus of the Black Mountain Prison Master was about to burst, and blood even flowed from the corners of his eyes.

After being reminded by Piaomiao Sanren, he finally understood why he felt so familiar when facing the mysterious person No. 1 who appeared.

The mysterious man No. 1 who was fighting against him was his own son... Peng Lianhu.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Zhuge Longming coughed violently and roared: "Go ahead, kill them all!"

Following his order, the two mysterious figures pounced on Miao Miao San and Heishan Prison Master respectively.

boom!

The prison master of Montenegro had a violent temper and could not bear such torture.

He controlled the water and fire stick and sent out the strongest blow, but this blow was not to kill the mysterious man, but to shatter the black robe on the mysterious man's body and the mask covering his face.

Bang!

Like a black butterfly, the black robe exploded into countless pieces and flew away.

Click.

The facial mask also began to crack.

As the fragments fell, the true face of the person under the mask was finally revealed.

Peng Lianhu.

The son of the Black Mountain Prison Lord.

"Ahhhh..."

The Black Mountain Prison Lord roared with rage.

The voice was filled with endless rage and unbearable grief.

"Lianxin family! I'll fuck you...the eighteenth generation of our ancestors."

He is like a madman.

The son could not live in peace even after he died. Someone took his body and took control of the body to fight with his father.

Such pain is unbearable for ordinary people, and it almost tears the heart of the Black Mountain Prison Master.

"kill!"

The Black Mountain Prisoner almost gave up all his defenses and attacked like crazy.

He wants to smash his son's body with his own hands!

Even if he smashed his son's body with his own hands, he would never let these people do all the evil in his son's face.

Up and down Wanhun Mountain, there was complete silence.

There was unbearable color in everyone's eyes.

Too miserable.

After a thousand years of revenge, today, I have to "kill" my beloved son with my own hands. What a human tragedy.

Originally, many people were just watching the fun.

Whether it is the Heart Refining Family or the Heart Killing Alliance, it actually has nothing to do with them. Who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies is a lively event for the warriors present.
To be continued...