Quick Transmigration: Dismantle the pair of official CPs

With the fall of the various sects, the demon cultivators sent to snatch the keystone of the Le'an Immortal Gate failed, and Wang Cheng was running out of time. Finally, he couldn't help but took action and led his subordinates to personally besiege the Le'an Immortal Gate.

Stepping on the gate of Le'an Fairy Gate, which he had been away for many years, Wang Cheng felt a lot of emotion. He is still back, and he has returned with glory.

The mountain gate was the same as when he climbed it back then, with a faint sense of immortality and full of spiritual energy, as if the chaos outside had nothing to do with the Le'an Immortal Gate, and there was quite a sense of peace that was indifferent to the world.

But this peace can't be maintained for long, soon, this place will turn into a sea of ​​blood, Wang Cheng seems to have seen the high and defiant peak masters prostrate at his feet, bowing their knees to him in order to survive, that scene, It was wonderful to think about it, and he couldn't wait to see it.

"Sect Master Qi, it's not good, Moxiu has surrounded the gate of the mountain." The disciple guarding the mountain hurried in to report.

Siyuan's head and the others changed their faces drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Open the big array of Dharma protection."

The magic cultivators outside are most likely aiming at the keystone. Although they don't know what their intentions are, they must not be taken by the other party.

Biguang Demon Saint was very curious about who is the person who can stir up wind and rain in Heizheng. He paced out, and Baitang followed. He also wanted to know who was the one who framed him all this time. Who is it? As soon as Baitang left, Pei Boyi naturally followed.

A few people walked to the mountain gate, and there was a dark circle in front of them, all of them were magic cultivators with black hoods.

The remaining breath in the air was very familiar, but it was also very faint. It was the same as the one who attacked Tangtang with the magic energy. It is expected that the magic cultivator who attacked Tangtang also came, and he should have left not long ago.

Biguang Demon Sage looked at these unfamiliar demon cultivators and asked, "Who is your master?"

The leader Demon Cultivator sneered: "Biguang Demon Saint, we will honor you as Demon Saint, but you have hooked up with the so-called righteous disciples, what qualifications do you have to command us now, who is the master, has nothing to do with you, If you are sensible, if you leave here now, the master will not pursue it, otherwise, just wait for them to die together."

"Hand over the sect keystone, and we can spare you from dying, otherwise, just wait for death without a place to bury you."

The black-robed Demon Cultivator headed by Wang Cheng is the most proud person under Wang Cheng. He has grasped Wang Cheng's hatred for Le'an Xianmen, and has won Wang Cheng's favor with his outstanding ability. Then he will cut through the void and leave here, and then he will be the master of this world.

"You're so young, you're not ashamed to speak out." Biguang Demon Sage was about to be laughed out of anger, now anyone can play wild on his head, he doesn't know what to do.

Everyone has a temper, and the Biguang Demon Sage has a good temper. In order to be more relaxed during the catastrophe, he is usually less angry, but now he is being used as a tyrannical blessing, who can bear it.

Biguang Mosheng made a move, and the black-robed Moxiu was behind the Moxiu. Pei Boyi covered Baitang's eyes so that he wouldn't see it. It's better to watch such a bloody scene as little as possible.

Although Baitang couldn't see it, he could smell the smell of blood mixed in the air, which was not pleasant and very stinky.

He turned around, threw himself into his old Gong's arms, and acted coquettishly by the way.

The eyes are covered, but the other five senses are magnified, not to mention that Baitang has good hearing.

The vines under the ground came out and told him that the person who framed him was not far away. He killed the monks of Le'an Xianmen who rushed to the main hall to gather, and used their blood to open the formation.

Baitang pushed Pei Boyi away, the latter looked serious, and asked in a deep voice, "In the back?"

Baitang nodded, pulled Pei Boyi and ran towards Wang Cheng's direction.

Le Xiyin led the team back to the main hall. When he found that the number of people was wrong, he hurried to find them. He followed the suspicious figure to the back mountain, only to find that Wang Cheng was using the monk's blood to pay homage to the sleeping evil god.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward with the magic weapon and started to fight. After hundreds of moves, Le Xiyin found that the opponent's cultivation base strength was not low, almost on par with him, but there seemed to be something protecting the opponent, and the opponent could not hide When he used his own moves, an unknown golden light would dissolve them, and after many times, it bounced back and slandered him.

Le Xiyin was hit by his spell, and his movements slowed down a bit, but Wang Cheng took the opportunity to kick him to the ground.

"puff--"

Le Xiyin used all his strength to attack Wang Cheng, but in the end it turned against him, which almost shattered his heart.

Wang Cheng's people blocked the murder, and the Buddha blocked the killing of the Buddha. He was about to succeed, but he couldn't be ruined by others.Now that Le Xiyin has no strength to fight back, he will kill him.

When Du Ting arrived, he just saw Wang Cheng was about to hit Le Xiyin's chest with his magic energy.

"Master—"

The heart-piercing young man couldn't stop Wang Cheng's attack. He threw the magic weapon of life away, and with a "Dang", he was able to withstand the fatal blow, but the magic weapon of life also shattered.

For the monks, the natal magic weapon is their life. Du Ting's soul seemed to be slashed by thunder, and the link with the natal magic weapon was broken, and his vitality was also seriously injured.

Even so, he rushed to Le Xiyin's side with his exhausted body, and used the remaining spiritual energy in his body to prop up a shield around the two of them. As long as he didn't die, that demon cultivator would never want to touch Master again.

"Du Ting, let's go." Le Xiyin said weakly.

"No, I won't go. I will be where the master is." Du Ting is stubborn. He can't run, doesn't want to run, and can't run away. He can feel the strength of the other party, and he is determined not to be his. Opponents, but they can last for a while. The other brothers have already gone to inform the master. As long as they hold on, the master will come, and the master will be saved.

Only in the face of life and death can the preciousness of true feelings be reflected.

Before, Le Xiyin only thought that Du Ting was still a child at heart, didn't really understand love, and just mistook his admiration for love, but now, this tall boy blocked him with his life, Le Xiyin no longer You can't lie to yourself, your little apprentice's feelings for him.

Le Xiyin forced herself to sit up and held Du Ting's hand.

"Master..."

Le Xiyin's white clothes were stained with mud and blood, but he didn't care. He smiled at Du Ting: "If you can still live, we can try."

Huge joy came, and Du Ting was very excited, but when he moved, the bone-piercing pain from the rupture of his dantian reminded him that his time was running out.

Du Ting smiled, but there were tears in his eyes: "Master, I am very happy, really, very very happy..."

Every time Wang Cheng wanted to kill someone, he was interrupted again and again, first by Baitang, then by Le Xiyin, and he kept attacking his defenses from embarrassment. Du Ting's overdrawing of spiritual energy accelerated his physical decline .

Cracks appeared in the protection, Du Ting's face was like gold paper, and every second passed, his face became ugly.

"Master, I may not be able to accompany you anymore, yes, I'm sorry..."

When the protection broke, Du Ting exhausted the last trace of spiritual energy, closed his eyes and fell overwhelmed.

"No——Du Ting, Du Ting, don't die, don't die..." Le Xiyin caught Du Ting, who was out of breath, with pale lips and a lifeless face, telling him all the time , Du Ting is dying, Du Ting is dying for him.

"What a master-disciple love, no, it's a Taoist couple love, it's a pity, you are separated forever." Wang Cheng looked at Le Xiyin, the always holy and elegant Lefeng peak master, with empty eyes, and fell down in despair. Suddenly, I don't want to kill him anymore.

Killing him will only make them sit on a desperate mandarin duck. It is better to live and die alone. Let him live and suffer all the time, which is the happiest.

Not only that, but Wang Cheng was also maliciously preparing to inject devil energy into Le Xiyin's body. Didn't he look down on Moxiu? This pain will be magnified to the maximum.

Wang Cheng was lucky, and when he was about to inject the devilish energy into Le Xiyin's body, a soft voice came: "Stop."

At the same time, a sword light flashed across his hand. If he hadn't retracted his hand so quickly, the palm of his hand would have been cut off by the sword energy.

Baitang used vines to tie Wang Cheng and pulled him away. He and Pei Boyi came to Le Xiyin's side. A line of tears ran down Le Xiyin's face, and the image of Du Ting pestering him since childhood flashed in his mind.

"Master, I don't understand this page."

"Master, do you think my fingering on the lyre is correct?"

"Thank you Master for celebrating my birthday. My wish is to be with Master for a long time."

"Xiyin, I like you, it was my fault to kiss you secretly, but I am not at fault..."

At this moment, the scenes of the past relationship are playing in my mind like a revolving lantern. It turns out that you disturbed my heart with a kiss after drunk.

Le Xiyin smiled bleakly at Baitang: "Tangtang, Du Ting is dead, for me."

"I'm dying too. I failed to fulfill my promise when I was alive. Please bury us together after death."

"Brother Le..." Looking at Le Xiyin with a lifeless face, Bai Tang felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

He took out the elixir and said, "Senior Brother Le, eat it quickly."

Pei Boyi felt for Du Ting's pulse, and the slow beating slowed down, until it took a long time to beat once.

He looked at Baitang's anxious expression, his eyes darkened, he mobilized his soul power to protect Du Ting's heart, and let him stuff a few pills into his mouth.

"Du Ting won't die, but it will take time to recover. Uncle Yue doesn't have to feel ashamed. If you die, he will live, and it will still be a human tragedy."

Pei Boyi's words made Le Xiyin's eyes slowly focus. He grabbed Pei Boyi's hand and said, "Are you sure?"

When Le Xiyin opened his mouth, Pei Boyi suddenly grabbed Baitang's hand, put the pill into his mouth, and even patted him so that he could swallow it.

Le Xiyin was caught off guard and choked, and her complexion improved a little because of the supplement of spiritual energy: "You..."

"Master also understands the pulse, you can see for yourself." After finishing speaking, Pei Boyi pushed Du Ting and Le Xiyin aside.

And Wang Cheng, who was bound by the vines, also released the shackles on his body at this moment, and the verdant branches were torn apart. Holding his natal wheel, he glared at Pei Boyi and Baitang angrily: "Today is your death day."