My second senior brother is very afraid of death

Chapter 59 I'm angry
"Ah!" Jin Yang let out a heart-piercing scream.

After confirming that it was Jin Yang's voice, Wei Young rushed into the group of people.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

These monks who had been insulting and coercing Jin Yang didn't know what was happening in the outer world, that is, they didn't know that Wei Yang was helping the underworld, so they quickly got out of the way.

"Friend Daoist, do you have a way to make her tell the truth?"

An old monk asked Wei Young kindly.

"..."

Wei Yang didn't even have the heart to talk to them, she suddenly saw three bloody Buzhou mountain peach wood swords stuck in Jin Yang's abdomen, it was horrifying and shocking, Wei Young almost fainted.

"Weiyang, you're here..."

The moment Jin Yang was lying on Wei Young's shoulder, there was no pain at all, and when he saw Wei Young's caring and sad eyes again, he smiled happily and fell into a coma again.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?"

The surrounding monks were extremely puzzled when they saw that Wei Yang had pulled out all the Buzhou mountain peach wood swords stuck in Jin Yang's abdomen.

Wei Young ran away in an instant, her eyes spewed fire, her teeth chattered, and she was so angry that she pointed at those monks who bullied Jin Yang and almost had cramps.

"You respectable monks! You claim to be sword celestial beings, and you have a decent family! You actually entered this underworld to do such robber things today..."

Weiyang's veins popped out, her face was red, her eyes were about to spurt blood, she shed red tears and continued to roar hysterically: "You actually hurt such an innocent girl, she is my wife, today I will fight to the death to protect her!"

After Wei Young finished speaking, she wept bitterly and shouted to the sky, fearing that Wei Young would be killed by them.

"Wei Young, good scolding!"

Mo Jinyan's blood boiled and he hid behind the door to encourage Weiyang.

"Oh, you are Wei Young?"

Only then did the monks around realize that the monk who suddenly barged in was the young apprentice of Master Xuantong, the head of the Qinling Sect who had invited them.

"Hahahaha! You scolded well."

An old monk laughed wildly, then became serious, and said lightly: "Wei Young, it was you who lied to her, not us."

"Hahahaha!"

The monks let out a burst of laughter.

"Who made her look like this? Is it us? No, it's actually you!"

Another monk tilted his head, shook his head and shook his legs and said cowardly.

"Hahahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter.

"Killing people has to punish the heart."

It was only then that Mo Jinyan saw the true face of these monks: they were just beasts in human skin.

Although the monks didn't take action against Wei Young, what they said made Wei Young feel more painful than killing Wei Young, and she blamed herself.

A sharp-eyed cultivator looked at Wei Young holding a turquoise book in Jin Yang's hand, and asked sharply, "Wei Young, what is that in your hand!"

"Since he came here to protect Jinyang, and he didn't even carry a weapon on him, it means that what he is holding is more important than the weapon, and it must be the yin scroll of the yin and yang life and death scroll!"

The old monk nodded and greedily looked at the analysis of the sinister scroll in Wei Young's hand.

Wei Young quickly hid in her sleeves, glaring at the monks: "You bandits! Don't you have a heart?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand it over!"

"Give it up!"

"If you don't hand it over, we will be rude to you!"

The monks spoke to each other and raised their swords to threaten Weiyang.

"Impossible! I'm here today, no one can take the Yin-Yang life and death scroll from me! Don't even think about hurting my wife, Jin Yang!"

As soon as Wei Young finished roaring, a monk suddenly slashed a sword at Wei Young's back shoulder.

"Hahahaha!"

Weiyang lowered her head and smiled bitterly, then raised her head suddenly and sneered at the ruthless monks around her: "I'm not a human being, you can't kill me."

"Oh oh oh, I forgot that your master once mentioned it, thank you for reminding me."

An old monk tore Weiyang's hair with one hand, and Jinyang's hair with the other, using his spiritual power to separate Weiyang and Jinyang, standing on his left and right sides.

The rest of the monks immediately placed the Buzhou mountain peach wood sword on the neck of the unconscious Jinyang proudly and threatened: "Weiyang, you call out the Yinjuan first, and then ask the female judge of the Yin Division to tell where the Yangjuan is, or we will kill you." Killed your wife, Jin Yang, the female judge of the Yin Division! Today she is not the judge of the Yin Division, but we are, hahahaha!"

Wei Young looked to the left and to the right with a little madness, looking at the faces of those hateful and hypocritical beasts, and whispered desolately: "The female judge of the Yin Division is the master of the Yin Division, and is protected by the power of the underworld. Being able to bully her while she is injured does not kill her..."

"well said."

The old monk grinned badly at the monk who drew his sword on Jin Yang's neck: "Then stab her a thousand swords, ten thousand swords, and see if she will die or not!"

The two monks who drew their swords around the neck of the unconscious Jin Yang stabbed in and out of Jin Yang's face frantically, sparks sparkled where Jin Yang was stabbed, and seemed to be bleeding.

"No!"

Wei Young gritted her teeth in pain and broke the hair in the hands of the old monk, and ran towards Jin Yang, but was held down by other monks, which made Wei Young feel uncomfortable.

Daoist Xuantong who was hiding among the monks on the outer layer sneered: "The old man doesn't torture Jin Yang because he can't let go of his face and doesn't bother to do things that bully the weak. , but once I gave you monks a chance to do evil, look, how evil you are! Haha! Evil to the bone!"

"My way is that ghosts are evil, demons are evil, and devils are evil. Only now do I understand that it is the human heart that is the worst."

Mo Jinyan, who was hiding at the door, cried worse than Wei Young, because he saw the most disgusting side of human nature, and what he showed was the monks who are high in the sun. If they are allowed to go out alive, they will continue to dominate the people. In the end, they ascended to become immortals, and the common people worshiped and believed devoutly. They enjoyed the incense in the world. What an ironic scene, and it is the saddest scene in the world.

Mo Jinyan's hands in the soil had already drawn blood, and he had to make a move. Even in the face of countless sword celestial beings stronger than him, Mo was afraid of dying at this moment, and he was no longer afraid of death.

"Good! Good! Good! I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you!"

How could Wei Young endure Jin Yang being constantly stabbed back and forth by Bu Zhou Shan's peach wood sword, even if she was protected by the dark power of the underworld, she couldn't withstand such crazy damage.

"stop!"

The old monk just stopped, Wei Young hurriedly handed over the Yin scroll, all the monks let go of Wei Young, Wei Young walked to Jin Yang's side, hugged her, cried a few words into Jin Yang's ear, and gently stroked her Jinyang's face.

A phantom appeared in front of the unconscious Jin Yang's face, revealing the Yang scroll of the Yin-Yang Life and Death Scroll, and all the monks rejoiced.

The yang scroll of the yin-yang life and death scroll revealed its real shape, Wei Young held it in her hands, tilted her head, unwilling to look at these live animals, and had to offer the yang scroll with one hand.

"Hahahaha! Got it!"

The old monk excitedly took away the Yang Scroll, the Yin and Yang Scroll of Life and Death, and held it in his hand to try.

Mo Jinyan, who was hiding at the door with his eyes wide open, shaking his head like a lunatic, opened his mouth, shut his mouth and gritted his teeth, laughed wildly with tears in his eyes: "I'm angry!"

[System prompt: The host is sincerely angry, and temporarily activates the anger tank. When the anger value is full, the realm is temporarily broken. Because Buddhist cultivation is useless to the monks in front of him, the current immortal cultivation temporarily breaks through to: Kongming Realm, Demon Cultivator temporarily breaks through to Asura Realm, Wenxiu Temporary breakthrough to: Immortal Realm is only seven times high, all skills are temporarily strengthened, except for Xuantong Daoist, they can fight and kill! 】

"This is the Yin-Yang Scroll of Life and Death, the most precious treasure in the underworld?"

The old monk was trying it proudly, but a gust of wind blew in front of him.

call!
"what?"

The old monk looked around in a daze, but found nothing unusual, but when he lowered his head, the yin and yang life and death scrolls in his hands disappeared instantly.

"Who?"

The monks looked around nervously and suspiciously.

"Weiyang, you have redeemed yourself today."

Mo Jinyan stood in front of Wei Young and Jin Yang holding the yin and yang life and death scroll with both hands, looking down on all the monks.

"Brother Mo, I... I'm sorry for you and Jinyang..."

The last person Wei Young wanted to see was Mo Jinyan. When she saw the infinite guilt and self-blame in Mo Jinyan's heart, she was about to explain.

Mo Jinyan raised his hand to stop Weiyang, and said sternly: "The Yin-Yang life and death scroll is ready, don't let it be lost again."

"Brother Mo, quickly take the yin and yang life and death scroll and go to the depths of the underworld to find the Pluto and Ksitigarbha. In fact, before I looked for Brother Mo, my master, no, that bastard told me that Brother Mo, you are actually very weak. You run now! I have not begged you."

Wei Young refuses to accept the yin-yang life-and-death scroll that Mo Jinyan snatched, and only hopes that Mo Jinyan, who is even more useless than him, will quickly find a way to escape.

"The world laughs at me for being too afraid of death, and I laugh at the world for being unkind. Today, I, Mo Jinyan, risk my life to protect Jin Yang and avenge my dead friends!"

After Mo Jinyan finished speaking arrogantly and excitedly, he handed the Yin-Yang life-and-death scroll into Wei Young's hands, looking down on dozens of sword celestial beings in front of him.

"Mo Jinyan? Hahahaha! You're that dead good-for-nothing from Xiaoyaomen? I heard that you can't even protect your own wife. Just now you didn't know where to live, but now you come out to pretend to be a hero, hahahaha!"

The old monk didn't take Mo Jinyan seriously at all, and satirized him to his heart's content.

"Mo Jinyan, you are really ridiculous. You can't even protect your fiancée, yet you have no shame in saying that you want to protect other people's wives, hahahaha!"

Another monk tilted his head and laughed mockingly.

"Mo Jinyan, now you kneel down and beg for mercy, kill Wei Young and Jin Yang with your own hands, and we can keep your whole body."

Another monk threatened proudly.

"What are you talking nonsense with this trash? He is afraid of death. Everyone in the world of immortals doesn't know about his reputation as a trash? It's fine to kill him with one sword, anyway, he is taking the blame for us."

The rest of the monks shouted angrily.

"There is no Jade Emperor in the sky, and there is no Dragon King on the ground. I am the Jade Emperor, and I am the Dragon King. Order the three mountains and five ridges to clear the way. Here I am."

Faced with the ridicule of Zhu Xin, Mo Jinyan did not lose his will, did not have the sorrow of Mi Li, but ignited his ambition to rule the roost, showing his true qualities as a hero.

"Hahahaha!"

Mo Jinyan's heroic words only earned the continued ridicule of dozens of monks.

"Senior Brother Mo Jinyan, I have already sorry you once, do you still want me to forgive you a second time? You are not their match, so go away!"

Wei Young begged bitterly, if it wasn't for the unconscious Jin Yang, she would have knelt down and begged Mo Jinyan, but Mo Jinyan was unmoved and ignored.

"I used to be proud of cultivating immortals, but today, I feel disgusted when I hear you calling my name. Although I am a monk, today, I temporarily put aside this identity and replace it with Jinyang, Dugu Miaoer, Donkey, and Weiyang's good friends." Fight! Let’s fight! Don’t fight! Get lost! I, Mo Jinyan, can’t be laughed to death by you!”

Mo Jinyan was extremely angry, but he still didn't intend to kill. He was afraid that once he started the killing ring, he would become a more hateful person than the hypocritical monk in front of him.

"Okay! Mo Jinyan, we were going to kill you, but we couldn't find you just now. Since you are anxious to find death, then we will give you a ride! Then kill all Wei Young, Jin Yang, The rest of the Yin soldiers and ghosts!"

The monks couldn't control the mountain peach wood sword and stabbed at Mo Jinyan.

Before Bu Zhoushan's mahogany sword arrived, the sword energy was already approaching Mo Jinyan's door.

"Turn on the magic repair!"

Mo Jinyan ordered the virtual scroll in his mind.

Boom boom boom!
Dozens of invisible sword energy pierced Mo Jinyan's body. At that time, it seemed to be pierced on steel, and countless sparks emerged. The Buzhou Mountain Peach Wood Sword, which struck first and then arrived later, pierced Mo Jinyan's whole body and even his hair. All the Buzhou Mountain peach wood swords broke instantly.

"Ok?"

All the monks couldn't help being stunned, especially those who looked down on Mo Jinyan the most: "That's weird! Could it be that this trash's body is made of iron?"

"Ignore that! Kill the three of them together!"

Although the old monk was also very puzzled, he still didn't take Mo Jinyan to heart. Since he had no weapon in his hand, he could only resort to immortal methods.

"Kun mine!"

"Do not extinguish the fire!"

"Bone wind!"

"Heavenly Fiend Flying Knife!"

"Mysterious Yin Water!"

"Yin-Yang Flying Sword!"

"..."

All the monks showed their abilities and cast spells crazily on Mo Jinyan's side.

"Senior Brother Mo Jinyan, I wish I could die with Jin Yang, so hurry up!"

Standing behind Mo Jinyan, Wei Young let go of the unconscious Jin Yang, trying to push away Mo Jinyan who was standing in front of him and Jin Yang, but no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't.

"I really don't want to kill people, but you are persecuting me who is kind. How can people like you change? My kindness has a sharp edge, and only death can change you."

Mo Jinyan went forward without hesitation to the monks who were casting spells, using their mortal bodies to resist, facing all kinds of immortal spells coming overwhelmingly, Mo Jinyan was instantly swallowed by the immortal spells, sending out all kinds of violent explosions Sounds, tremors, white water, red fire, fast-blinking thunder, weapons in various aura forms, Mo Jinyan disappeared, only bursts of black smoke and the ground that was blasted and burned.

"Damn it, I was almost bluffed by this trash. Killing this trash actually forced me to use my full strength. Pooh!"

The monks thought that Mo Jinyan had become stronger, but they didn't expect that he was still killed by everyone's immortal magic, wasting a lot of their spiritual energy, and their teeth were itching with anger.

"It's over..."

Wei Young hugged the unconscious Jin Yang desperately and looked at Mo Jinyan where he was swallowed by the immortal law and fell limp on the ground.

"Kill Wei Young, Jin Yang snatches Yin Yang's life and death..."

The old monk commanding the monks was talking vigorously, but suddenly he opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word. He saw that on the cracked and burnt ground, under the billowing black smoke, the place wrapped by the magic of water and fire protruded impressively. one hand.

"break!"

Before the words fell, Mo Jinyan appeared in front of the monks again. The monks were dumbfounded and looked dumbfounded. Mo Jinyan, who had been attacked by so many immortal spells, was fine. He didn't even have a wound on his body. Not a single hair fell out.

"This……"

All the monks were stunned and looked at each other, looking at me and you, with shocked faces: Is this still Xiaoyaomen's useless Mo Jinyan who is afraid of death?
"Run out of tricks? Then replace me."

In Mo Jinyan's mind, he instantly activated Xianxiu and Wenxiu.

"The old man immediately broke through the third realm of immortal cultivation and entered the upper third realm of immortal cultivation. Why didn't even Mo Jinyan's skin get hurt? No! Except for the demon cultivators of the demon race, there is no one who can survive such an attack. For another reason!"

After all, the old monk had some insight, and he immediately saw through the real reason why Mo Jinyan survived so many attacks by immortal magic.

"Not only does he know how to practice magic, but he also has a high level of magic cultivation!"

The old monk reminded all the monks present with one sentence, even Wei Young who thought he saw Mo Jinyan's ghost was extremely surprised.

"What? He can practice magic? Could it be that Mo Jinyan is a demon?"

"Impossible! Since he is a demon, why would Xiaoyaomen accept him?"

"How is it impossible? The most basic common sense to judge whether it is a demon cultivator is to be able to resist the attacks of the same realm or lower immortals. Mo Jinyan even blocked our blow that broke the river and smashed the mountain and was safe. He must be a demon!"

All the monks discussed this one by one, but Mo Jinyan would not give them any chance to hurt Jin Yang.

"What? Mo Jinyan is actually a demon?"

Master Xuantong, who had been hiding among the monks and had been observing secretly, was extremely surprised: How is this possible?If it's a demon, I'm about to break through the ten realms of cultivating immortals, why can't I see it?This is too unbelievable!
"Red sleeves add fragrance!"

Ten red dots popped out of Mo Jinyan's ten fingers, and he hit the dozens of monks in front of him. All the monks who were lower than Mo Jinyan were hit, fantasizing about dancing with a beautiful woman, so funny, the level is similar to Mo Jinyan, Stand still.

Mo Jinyan continued to use the cultural cultivation skill Red Sleeve Add Fragrance, stretched his fingers, and shot red dots three times crazily, but they were all ineffective against those monks whose realm was similar to Mo Jinyan.

"Majestic mountains and rivers!"

Mo Jinyan cast the spell again, and a majestic mountain appeared above the heads of the monks. Mount Tai came from the top, and a majestic river swept across.

The monk who was hit by the red sleeve Tianxiang was smashed into meat in an instant, and more than a dozen monks were dealt with at once. The monks who were in the same realm as Mo Jinyan were holding up the towering mountain with both hands, and their chests seemed to be in the rolling waves. It was difficult to stand up. Steady, if you can't stand firmly, you will be crushed to death by the towering mountains above your head, so you can only hold on.

(End of this chapter)