The meaning of the disciple to the master means inheritance, the continuation of his own path, and the fact that he did not die, but achieved eternal life from another way!! And watching his disciple die in front of him with his own eyes, this pain, this kind of surprise and confusion is no longer comparable to the white-haired man sending a black-haired man. It is even more unacceptable than watching his own son die in front of him!! What's more, the Yansheng Ancestor at this time has only less than seven days left!! Wang Yan's death means that all his practice in this life will be empty! It means that he

The Taoist practices over the past thousand years have been completely cleared!! He has no successor to the robe and bowl. Once he dies, he will completely dissipate into the world. He comes to this world and walks through a blank space. His life has lost all meaning, and his death has become a matter of meaninglessness!! Such a thing is unacceptable for a person, a major practitioner who only has seven days of life left, even less than seven days, and has been practicing for a thousand years for a thousand years! "What's going on, what's going on, how can this happen? Yan'er, my Yan'er, my disciple, my disciple!!"

The ancestor Yansheng was heartbroken. He could not control his emotions. He practiced for a thousand years and had been through his whole life. Even when facing the top ten deputy leaders of the World Alliance, he was calm and calm. Everything in this world was under his control. Since he practiced the art of Tianyan, all the laws, laws, and everything in this world could not escape his palm!! He asked himself that nothing in the world could cause his emotions to fluctuate! He asked himself that nothing in the world could make him angry!! Even if Lin Hao ran to him, leaned his shoulder against his shoulder, teased him, and even inserted a woman's hairpin on his head, he did not have any mood swings. He only felt that although Lin Hao had already stepped on the realm king, he was still a strong and almost invincible.

King of Realm, but the heart is a child after all! Yes, Lin Hao is just a child in his eyes! But now, he can't control himself!! Everything about him is gone, everything is completely gone because of the sword that the ancestor of the Guan family was shaking, without a trace!! Seeing Wang Yan's eyes, the light representing life and the life lamp gradually faded, the ancestor Yansheng trembled all over, his face turned pale, his face as white as paper, without any blood. His eyes were covered with blood, which was an old blood. He seemed to have been aged a thousand years at once. His face, which had no wrinkles, was even older than the king of Hongtian Realm, and many age spots appeared in an instant, covering the whole face!! "How dare you, how dare you?

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The ancestor Yansheng was like a tyrannosaurus, as if it was like a fire in his mouth, his eyes roared wildly at the ancestor of the Guan family. His voice was so loud that he could hardly make a sound in his throat. His heart was bleeding, bleeding, and crying. His disciple was dead. His only heir was killed by the ancestor of the Guan family, Guan Zhanlong. But how dare he do this Guan Zhanlong!! How dare he kill his disciple?

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He is the king of Yansheng Realm!! The Yansheng Ancestor who is highly respected by all the Realm Alliance!! "Die! Death! Death!!!"

The ancestor Yansheng fell into madness, madness, and furious! Not to mention that right in front of him, he watched with his own eyes that the ancestor of the Guan family stabbed his disciple two swords in succession, and then raised his hand and wanted to slap his disciple in the head of his death. How vicious this is! This is to make his disciple completely die, and his soul and soul will be destroyed, and he will never turn over! "Die!"

"die!!"

The ancestor Yansheng repeated a word crazily, and even ignored the natal tortoise shell that was protecting his chest, and even threw away the Tianji whisk in his hand, like a lion who watched the cub be bitten to death and was even eaten, roaring the word "death" and slapped the ancestor of the Guan family with a palm! It was impossible to describe the power of this palm! This palm contained his anger, his despair, and all his practices in his practice for a thousand years! And almost the ancestor of the Guan family slapped Wang Yan with a palm.

The moment above the head, a thunder sounded like a great collapse of the mountain, like a collapse of the sky and the earth, like a thunder pool, this loud bang spread throughout the fields, spreading throughout the canyon, and even traveling thousands of miles away! This was a palm of the ancestor Yansheng who had been able to achieve the power of thousands of years of Taoism, and it fell on the back of the ancestor Guan family, which was already skin-blooming, blood-blooming, and even a short spine!! The ancestor Guan family's ancestor's spine was already cut off by the whisk of the secret of the ancestor Yansheng. He could not stand any longer, but he gritted his teeth and used it.

Source power protects the spine, let himself stand barely, so that he can kill Wang Yan with one sword, avenge Guan Feng! Avenge the Guan family! Avenge himself!! Now, he did it, he is still struggling to hold on, but when the Yansheng Ancestor fell, he couldn't hold on! However, even if he was hit by the Yansheng Ancestor, even if he was slapped out by the Yansheng Ancestor, he hit a cliff dozens of miles away with a loud bang, breaking the majestic mountain directly, but the Guan family's ancestor still had his face.

Laughing, laughing like the warm spring breeze, laughing like the warm sun stove... "Hahahaha..." A burst of crazy laughter, even more crazy, came from the mist that spread across the sky, was the ancestor of the Guan family. He was half lying on the broken mountain, and tried his best to support his body with one arm, with a warm smile on his face. His eyes passed through the mist and looked at the fifth mountain peak. After slapping a palm, he stood there, as if he didn't know what to do next. He was so crazy.

"Old man, you know now that you have lost your beloved disciple. How about it? How does it feel?"

"Hahahahaha..." However, his laughter had almost begun. As soon as his question ended, he saw the fifth mountain. The ancestor Yansheng silently retracted his eyes and looked at Wang Yan who had collapsed on the ground. His vitality was passing by rapidly and could no longer turn the world. His eyes had completely lost focus, or in other words, he had lost everything, everything about him had become meaningless! No, it still has some meaning! The ancestor Yansheng was blurred in an instant. When he appeared again, he had already stepped in front of the broken giant mountain. He whipped his sleeves, and with a bang, a strong wind that seemed to be able to annihilate the world, instantly blew away all the mist, and almost cracked the remaining half of the mountain roots.
Chapter completed!