The protagonist of destiny is online

Who is he?

The moment his eyes met, Yan Wenyou's mind was almost blank.

Familiar silver hair and golden pupils, strange and peerless face.

Memories flooded in like a tide, and the cub stood at the other end of time, gradually approaching him, and turned into an unparalleled young man.

—Cousin, let's play.

——Cousin is holding an umbrella, so you can’t catch cold.

——Yan Yan will never call you cousin again!

Yan Wenyou moved his lips, and blurted out "Yan Yan", he never thought that he would meet his little cousin in such a situation.

His uncontrollable emotions made him look a bit out of control.

Yan Xuekong said lightly: "It's been a long time."

Mu Qingshuang rushed over, terrified and hugged her almost lost sister tightly. After a moment, she raised her head again and stared blankly at the young man guarding them. Is this the prince of the Great Yan Dynasty?

He looked at it, not like His Royal Highness, but like a god who saves the suffering.

Mu Hongyi patted her elder brother, indicating that she was fine, and said worriedly: "Your Highness, why did you come? Over there at Luozhou..."

A pure white and flawless holy lotus fell on her body.

"It's okay, Sister Mu, you heal your injuries first." Yan Xuekong calmly comforted her without turning her head: "Leave the rest to me."

I don't know why, although he is young, his words are always very reassuring. Mu Hongyi's eyes lighted up slightly, and she couldn't help laughing, and nodded heavily: "Please help me in Tianjian Mountain, His Royal Highness."

Yan Xuekong nodded slightly.

Not to mention the friendship we have had for many years, when he took away the Wanjian tablet, he promised the head teacher that if Tianjian Mountain is in trouble in the future, he will help him with all his strength.

The old man at the head stood up suddenly: "Little baby, it turned out to be you, and you came here alone, you are quite courageous!"

Yan Wenyou woke up like a dream, complex meanings flashed in his eyes.

"And me." On the edge of the sky, Xu Xingran, who was a step behind, finally arrived, and sighed first when he landed: "Your Highness, your speed is too fast."

Yan Xuekong was noncommittal, brother Xingran was good at everything, but he was slow in speaking and doing things, if he waited for him, sister Mu would die.

"Qing Qiong Taoist Xu Xingran." Yan Wenyou glanced at him and said, "Yan Yan, your helper is not very good."

Xu Xingran knelt down, helped the Mu brothers and sisters heal their injuries, and said, "Did you call Yanyan? You're really thick-skinned."

Yan Wenyou's eyebrows suddenly became angry, and the Shura evil spirits around him were about to move, as if they were going to go forward and devour these living beings.

"Get out!"

Yan Wenyou shouted coldly.

The evil Asura ghosts looked at each other and retreated to the periphery.

Seeing this, the old man said displeasedly: "Wenyou, what do you mean? Could it be that you are still thinking about brotherhood?"

Yan Xuekong is an extremely rare innate Dao body, he wanted to capture it back then, but who knew that he could use Yan Wenyou's body to reach the Mahayana stage strength, but he failed.

In the final analysis, it is the little baby who is also protected by a mysterious strong man.

Now, it is a godsend opportunity for the little baby to cast himself into the trap.

"I have been cultivated by Master for many years so that I can become the Young Master of the Asura Sect." Yan Wenyou cupped his hands and said calmly: "When Master took me out of the imperial capital, I was humiliated by my children. Today, Prince Da Yan threw himself into the net. You can't escape, why don't you let me fight him to avenge your shame?"

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "You haven't cultivated the Nine Transformations of Asura to the extreme, so you don't count as having accomplished anything. The old man wants to meet this kid in person."

The two of them come and go, hiding secrets.

Yan Xuekong listened, smiled, tilted his head and asked, "Grandpa, you come from ancient times, what name do you have?"

The old man could still laugh when he saw him, and said lightly: "In the ancient Shura clan, besides the patriarch, there were also ten hall elders, and old man 'Bieluo' was in the third hall."

Yan Xuekong said disappointedly: "So you are not the strongest."

Pietro: "..."

"You know what a fart!" He was so angry that he swears, and said angrily: "Your so-called monks, Mahayana ascended to human immortals, and after human immortals, there are mysterious immortals and golden immortals! When the old man was in his prime, he was at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. One step away from the 'Immortal Monarch Realm', and further up, that is the 'Immortal Emperor Realm', the Lord of Heaven is also in this realm!"

Everyone: "..."

After finishing speaking, Biero realized: "Are you talking about me?"

Yan Xuekong: "Just curious."

Before Bieruo got angry and attacked, Yan Wenyou immediately raised his knife and said, "Master, I will teach him a lesson for you!"

Yan Xuekong turned his footsteps lightly, raised his hand and flicked the blade away, allowing Xu Xingran to take the Mu family siblings off the competition stage, and then avoided the knife that splashed the smoke, and the invisible sword energy burst out from his fingertips.

"You shouldn't have come."

"What's with you?"

"Yan Yan!"

During the battle, they got close in an instant, Yan Wenyou took the opportunity to transmit the voice, and said in a deep voice: "You know, even back then... I never thought of killing you."

Yan Xuekong's golden eyes were slightly cool, and the moonlight-like silver hair was blown by the wind and brushed across his cheeks: "Do you still have kindness in your heart?"

They have already broken up.

Yan Wenyou looked at his eyes as clear and innocent as when he was a child, and was speechless.

When he was very young, someone secretly told him that his parents died strangely, so don't trust the Empress Dayan easily.

He didn't believe it at all at that time, because the empress was very kind to him,

It wasn't until his little cousin was born that he realized that those so-called good things were far inferior to their love and care for his own son, so a estrangement arose and he began to investigate the death of his parents.

The enmity between his parents made him decide to defect.

Jealousy is the root of everything.

He was jealous of Yan Xuekong, who was born as the crown prince of Yan, who was far superior to him in terms of status and talent.

If this is fate, he doesn't want to accept his fate, even if he uses any means, he will fight for it.

However, Yan Wenyou murmured: "Twelve years ago, you were so young, innocent and kind. Others saw that I had no worries about food and clothing. Only you would ask me if I am happy."

Yan Xuekong said: "Now you are the young lord of Asura Sect, are you happy?"

Always happier than before.

Yan Wenyou noticed Bieruo's gaze, and made his moves more aggressively, avoiding answering: "I won you, and I will save your life."

Yan Xuekong suddenly chuckled.

At this moment, the sky dimmed under his smile.

Yan Wenyou was stunned, but before he could react, the invisible sword energy seemed to come to life, and its power suddenly increased. When the long knife clashed with it, he trembled like fear, and broke from it with a "clank".

Jin Yan was like a phoenix spreading its wings, tearing open the spiritual power shield he had propped up, and he changed his moves instantly, but in the face of absolute strength, any moves were useless.

"you!"

When Yan Wenyou was hit by a palm, he felt that his spiritual power was as vast as the sea. He fell backwards and said in shock, "Your cultivation level..."

Jiuzhou Tianjiao, the strongest Xu Xingran has not been promoted for a long time, Yan Wenyou claims to be in the late stage of fusion, and has made rapid progress under the training of his master, enough to crush this generation, but Yan Xuekong is stronger than him!

How can it be?

Yan Xuekong's expression was calm, and the sword energy went straight to his throat. The next moment, as he expected, Biero approached him and stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Too bad!"

With a soft call, the ancient golden sword quietly appeared.

"Hey, help me block it." Yan Xuekong didn't go to hold the sword, but stepped back. While sacrificing the Xuanhuang tripod to suppress the Shura evil spirits around him, he waved his hand to untie the ropes that bound the people in Tianjian Mountain.

The Tai Cang Sword swayed spiritually, the sword body was shining brightly, facing Bieruo's attack, there was a faint sense of contempt.

Biero was so angry that he actually used his spiritual sense to control a sword to block him?

After many years, he felt the same humiliation from the same person.

Yan Wenyou clutched his chest, coughed and vomited blood, thinking that the master would definitely break the sword, and then grabbed his cousin, but when he raised his head, he saw Pielo retreated repeatedly by a sword.

He wanted to go forward, but the Tai Cang Sword blocked his way, he transformed into a long knife, and before he could make a move, he was cut to pieces by the Tai Cang Sword in an instant.

Even, with his powerful cultivation base, he couldn't keep holding a sword.

Yan Wenyou: "..."

Outrageous!

Everyone in Tianjian Mountain gathered together, Yan Xuekong recalled the Taicang Sword, swiped it down with the sword, and with the howling wind, the sword set off the high platform.

Bieluo and Yan Wenyou could only wave away the gravel and dust, and when they looked again, there was no one on the other side.

Bieruo stared at the place where Yan Xuekong disappeared, and after a while, he said slowly: "The old man has missed his sight, the sword is not controlled by him with divine sense at all, but an innate treasure higher than the divine weapon! "

Yan Wenyou was puzzled and said, "Innate treasure?"

"The congenital treasure is not made by living beings, but it is conceived by the heaven and the earth. Its spirituality is inherent, and its power is stronger than that of the divine weapon. Wenyou, do you still remember that my teacher told you that there are two most mysterious and dangerous places in the sky and the earth?" ?"

"I remember, the tomb of the ancient gods, the ancient palace."

"That's right." The anger on Bieruo's face dissipated, replaced by an almost crazy look of joy: "The innate body and innate treasure appear at the same time. This is a precursor. The tomb and the palace of the gods will surely be here The time is now!"

In ancient times, Biero died in the battle for the key to the tomb of God.

He is most obsessed with it.

Yan Wenyou frowned, didn't think about these things that were too far away, but said: "Master, if Yan... Yan Xuekong breaks through the formation with that sword, our plan will fail again."

Biero sneered: "It's really that simple. Why is the Ninety-Six Locking Formation called the number one trapping formation in the ancient heaven? Just wait and see!"

Heavenly Sword Mountain, Sword Tomb.

A ray of light flashed, everyone fell to the ground, and the core disciples headed by Qin Xuyang surrounded them one after another, crying and laughing.

"It scared us to death!"

"Young master, eldest son, are you alright?"

"His Royal Highness, thank you for coming in time!"

In the sword mound, they could see the external situation. Before, they saw that Mu Hongyi was almost buried under Yan Wenyou's knife, and they all wanted to rush out, but only the head teacher and the young master could open it here, which made them anxious.

Yan Xuekong greeted them, and after a few words of pleasantries, he asked, "Sister Mu, Beizhou has been sealed off, do you know?"

"Your Highness, I don't know much about the formation." Mu Hongyi shook her head.

Mu Qingshuang hurriedly shouted: "I know! I noticed something was wrong yesterday, so I ran to find the King of Beizhou, but something happened when I came back. Your Highness, I am far behind my sister in terms of swordsmanship talent, but I have been studying formation since I was a child." Fa, if you want to know anything, just ask me!"

Xu Xingran was surprised and said: "You went to find Beizhou King? Didn't Beizhou King retreat?"

Mu Qingshuang: "So I didn't see anyone!"

"..." Xu Xingran was thoughtful: "Since such a big event happened, the King of Beizhou has not moved at all. Either he has been controlled, or he has already betrayed."

Mu Hongyi frowned and said, "No, you believe me, the King of Beizhou will never betray!"

Everyone nodded. Beizhou King's character is obvious to all, and he is half a disciple of Tianjian Mountain. They all trust him very much.

Xu Xingran said: "We have to find a way to contact the King of Beizhou."

They were discussing about moving rescuers, but Yan Xuekong looked at Mu Qingshuang and said politely: "Excuse me, is there any book on the introduction to formations? Can you lend me a look?"

Mu Qingshuang was dazed by his beauty at first, but after hearing his words clearly, she was stunned, is it too late to start looking at the introduction to formations?