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Chapter 689 Black Gate

Huang Jingxuan took up his sword, wiped it on his sleeve, and said, "Has I killed the wrong person? It is inevitable that he will miss it." Han Yiming suddenly found a rainbow light quietly flashing on his vest. Huang Jingxuan looked forward and back, and Han Yiming suddenly realized that the second uncle in front of him was not the second uncle he had known before. His face was no longer kind, and his eyes were no longer gentle. He had a piece of flesh on his face, his eyes were gloomy, and his mouth was twisted upwards and the other side was twisted downwards, with a ferocious expression. Han Yiming never saw him

The second uncle had this shape. The second uncle used to be tempted and kind. Even if someone bullied him, he was unwilling tolerant, but then he completely changed his personality. As his expression became ferocious on his face, his originally obese figure also became burly. A series of blue veins popped out from above his head. Han Yiming suddenly heard a strange sound on his back, as if he was whispering something, but he couldn't hear it clearly. The sound was faintly transmitted into his ears, but it was unclear!

Taoist Pingbo said, "Fellow Taoist Jingxuan, you killed my disciple, you..." He suddenly realized and said, "Are you going to kill my disciple?" Huang Jingxuan said, "No, how can I kill your disciple? Why do I kill your disciple?" Taoist Pingbo couldn't help but hesitate again. If he didn't kill his disciple, why did he do this? Could it be that he tried his own disciples with his disciples? He killed Lingshan disciples later? But this is unreasonable. Why did he kill his disciples when he tried the sword? He would kill two birds with one stone? Could it be that the disciples of Lingshan are all his disciples whom he was with day and night, and he couldn't do it?

Huang Jingxuan said coldly: "Pingbo, no wonder you have encountered this in this life. You are so stupid, how can you be the leader of a sect? No wonder the Wanfa Xuanmen is destroyed in your hands. Your last sect is really bad!" Han Yiming was stunned. The Pingbo Taoist was the last sect of the Wanfa Xuanmen! He was not wrong! Looking at the Pingbo Taoist, he saw that the Pingbo Taoist face was swollen, and he knew that the second master had hit his weakness. No matter how the Wanfa Xuanmen disappeared, his last sect could not escape the blame!

Huang Jingxuan said again: "Pingbo, you betrayed your original master's sect, but because of your own selfishness, you killed your fellow disciples in bad life, and because of your unrighteous mind. How can I be with such a person?" Taoist Pingbo said angrily: "You spit on others!" Although Huang Jingxuan showed a ferocious look on his face, he had no regrets except being cruel. Huang Jingxuan said: "Do I spit on others? How did your brothers die? You must understand better than me!" Taoist Pingbo said angrily: "That was the evil master Lingkong who killed him!"

As soon as this said, most of the Lingshan disciples here were stunned. Han Yiming said in his heart: "I won't give up!" But he started the dream he had dreamed of, which was the past that the master remembered. In the dream, the master did not deny it, and it must be false. Huang Jingxuan laughed: "Then you have the nerve to say it out! You called your fellow disciples and brothers, and more than 20 people came together to make things difficult for my teacher. Could it be that my teacher would fight back and scold him? You want to take my teacher's life.

My master killed them just to save his life. Didn’t I tell you just now? It’s inevitable that I will miss it! There are so many people, it’s really impossible to kill a few. Don’t be cautious if you kill them wrongly. But you, the head of the Xuanmen of Wanfa, is too underestimated by me. I brought so many brothers to kill my master. Not to mention that it won’t work, I’ll be killed by my master… Humph, you are not very good! What I do to kill you? I want to kill you!”

The Taoist Pingbo had already become so angry that his face turned purple. At this moment, his face turned black. Suddenly he raised his hand, and black air sprinkled out from the black spade wood sword in his hand and rushed towards this side. Everyone around him showed fierce light on his face and rushed towards Huang Jingxuan. There were several times more Lingshan disciples, but Lingshan disciples were prepared for each of them, and they all raised their swords and were about to pounce on him. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A rainbow light flashed from Huang Jingxuan's vest. After all, the disciples of Lingshan were separated by the rainbow light, the black air on the black spade wood sword of Pingbo was stopped. Huang Jingxuan was not slow either. His wind-splitting sword turned into hundreds of swords, sprinkling towards the other side like raindrops. Han Yiming was about to step forward, but his back collar was pulled. When he looked back, Zhao Haoyang was standing behind him, and a black door appeared behind Zhao Haoyang!

The sect was as dark as ink. His senior brothers and sisters behind him were no longer there. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment. Zhao Haoyang had already said, "Go away!" Han Yiming knew that his senior brothers and sisters had all gone out of this sect, but seeing that the people brought by the Taoist Pingbo brought too many people, they left, and said, "Master,..." Zhao Haoyang had already said, "Go away! There are too many people, and Lingshan disciples can defeat him and their subordinates. They are all like this. They are troublesome." Han Yiming said, "I..." Zhao Haoyang grabbed him and shook him into the black sect. He lifted the heavy weight and Han Yiming had already fallen into the door. I don't know that the master's fall was so powerful!

In the black gate, it was as dark as ink. Han Yiming was anxious that all the disciples of Lingshan were going to face the Taoist Pingbo with their masters, but unexpectedly, the master pushed himself into the black gate. This black gate was strange, and it appeared at some point. There was such a door in Cuiwei Hall, which was really surprising. In the black gate, it was extremely wide, but I couldn't see anything. Suddenly, there was a sound in my ears. In the dark, I was the most vigilant in the dark. Suddenly, a little light lit up, reflecting a person, but it was Gu Qingquan.

Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Senior Brother, it's you! It scared me!" Gu Qingquan said, "Junior Brother, you scared me too!" Han Yiming said, "How can we get out?" Gu Qingquan said, "It's not difficult to get out, but I..." Han Yiming said, "I'm talking about going out from home!" Gu Qingquan said, "I'm also going out from home, and I've returned. Let's look for it again!" Han Yiming also lit the candle of Fanxin.

The two of them found it once, but there was only one small white spot. He wanted to go to that place. Gu Qingquan said, "That's the way out. We can't come back if we go out." Han Yiming said anxiously, "What should we do?" Gu Qingquan said, "How is this good? It must be that the master sealed the way we came. We can't retreat." The two of them were still unwilling to give up and groped in the dark for a while, but except for a little white light in front of them, there was nothing else.

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