Immortal, save me!

It was those elders who chased out...

At the same time, outside the Tianyan Sect, Mo Yin, who had been traveling day and night, frowned and pursed his lips unconsciously.

He had a bad feeling.

Seeing that the Tianyan Sect was just in front of him, he was about to rush in quickly when suddenly a burst of spiritual power shot towards him.

Mo Yin dodged by turning his head and stopped. He looked up and saw dozens of Tianyan Sect disciples blocking him.

"Who are you? The sect is under strict supervision. Please go back."

Those disciples were intimidating and stood on the steps, looking down at him.

Mo Yin: "My friend is in there, I want to go find him."

Tianyan Sect disciple: "The sect is forbidden to enter or leave at night, please come back tomorrow."

Mo Yin: "Only now, not tomorrow."

He had a hunch that something had happened to Luo Jin. Their sect was under tight security at this very moment, which clearly meant something was amiss. With so many people here, they must have been waiting for him here for a long time.

The Tianyan Sect disciples looked impatient, with spiritual energy brewing in their hands, meaning they were ready to take action.

"Stop talking nonsense and just do it!"

Mo Yin was naturally not afraid of their attacks. The cultivation levels of these disciples in front of him were all lower than his, so they could only stop him for a moment by relying on their numbers. It was impossible to keep him out forever.

Mo Yin's brows were solemn and his hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. He stood in mid-air and waved his sleeves. Spiritual power like a huge wave rushed forward.

Those people obviously didn't expect that his cultivation was so high. Even though they were prepared to resist, they were still blown away by the huge spiritual power and fell heavily to the ground.

They were about to stand up to intercept Mo Yin, but they saw that man swooping down, releasing a mountain-like pressure. Their movements slowed down, and then the sweeping spiritual power knocked them to the ground, making them unable to move.

Everyone: "!"

I knew this person had a high level of cultivation, but I didn't expect it to be this high! Who on earth was getting the information? I'm afraid he's a spy!

It was not until Mo Yin's figure passed them and rushed towards the sect that they slowly stood up.

"I didn't expect that we would be so vulnerable..."

The highest level of their cultivation was at the Spirit Transformation Realm, which was comparable in strength to Lu Chunting and Yan Pei, but they were still no match for the other party's attack, and their condition was only slightly better than that of the other disciples.

"It's not our fault. After all, Elder Yan and the others didn't expect this man to be so powerful."

One disciple looked ashamed and asked, "Perhaps Elder Yan knew that he had a high level of cultivation, and asked us to stay here just to stop him for a while?"

Everyone: "..."

"It's okay. We still have the sect's barrier. We will be able to stop him for a while..."

Just as he finished speaking, the man in white was seen making some unknown movements with his hands in the air, and the sect's barrier that they were so proud of was broken. Then the man moved slightly and went straight through the barrier.

"...!"

In the Tianyan Sect, Luo Jin was lying on the ground seriously injured. Many of his bones were broken and his clothes were cut by swords and knives. The bright red blood soaked his clothes, making the originally black fabric even darker.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He coughed violently several times, and the smell of rust filled his throat and nose. Unable to hold it back any longer, he opened his mouth and vomited blood. The bright red liquid flowed down his white chin to his neck.

He supported himself with his left hand and tried to stand up, but his right hand hung limply at his side.

Luo Jin glared at them angrily: "What a bunch of shameless people! What a hypocritical sect that was tortured into confessing! Cough cough cough!"

Luo Jin cursed so much that his throat started to itch. He couldn't help but cover his chest and cough a few times, and he even staggered back half a step.

Yan Pei was furious. He raised his hand and slapped Luo Jin, shouting, "You're looking for death!"

Luo Jin's body was knocked flying. Yan Pei used all his strength in that palm strike. He only felt his sternum cave in and his heart exploded with pain.

He fell to the ground in a daze, blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth, and he could feel his life slipping away.

Ah Yin, I’m in so much pain…

I miss you……

I really want to...

I really want to...

Luo Jin lay on the ground dying and motionless. Seeing that Yan Pei was about to end his life, Chu Xueying realized that the time had come and hurriedly walked out from behind the crowd.

"Elder Yan, wait a moment, I have something to say to Luo Jin."

Because the fight was quite noisy, it attracted some disciples to come and watch, so Chu Xueying's appearance here did not seem out of place.

Elder Yan frowned: "What do you want to say to him?"

Chu Xueying said respectfully: "We met in Xuanling Continent. Even though he did something to hurt fellow disciples, we still have some friendship, so I want to say goodbye to him."

Elder Yan waved his hand.

Chu Xueying walked to Luo Jin, she squatted down, gently held his wrist with one hand, and put the other hand on Luo Jin's head, as if she wanted to tidy up his hair.

Excitement flashed in her eyes, but she had a look of regret on her face as she said, "Daoyou Luo, I hope you won't do such foolish things in your next life..."

She exerted a little force on the hand that was placed on Luo Jin's head, and a ray of spiritual power reached his head. Just as the spiritual power was about to enter Luo Jin's body, suddenly an attack came and knocked her hand off, and the spiritual power also dissipated.

Chu Xueying frowned, feeling annoyed, and looked up in the direction of the person attacking her.

Who on earth could have ruined her plan?

Unfortunately, the light was dim at night, and the distance was pitch black. I didn’t know what evil spirits were hiding in it.

Yan Pei and the others also sensed a wave of spiritual power. They turned to look into the darkness and asked, "What's going on?"

Yan Pei pointed at a disciple and said, "Go over and take a look."

Disciple: "Yes."

Seeing this, Chu Xueying looked at the blurred-conscious Luo Jin again and moved the hand on his head again.

"No one can save you this time."

she whispered.

Unfortunately, there was a louder noise coming from another direction.

A murderous "roll" sounded like thunder in the dark, and then a surging spiritual power attack came over like a tide, clearing out an area in an instant.

Mo Yin's figure flashed over like a ghost and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. His snow-white clothes were like a pile of snow, and the cold was biting.

He slapped Chu Xueying away, half-knelt on the ground, and touched Luo Jin cautiously.

"Ajin."

"I'm sorry I'm late..."

Looking at Luo Jin's miserable condition, his heart ached and he could hardly breathe.

With red eyes, he used his spiritual power to protect Luo Jin, holding her carefully in his arms, his body trembling slightly.

He stood up and looked around, his eyes were icy cold, and he looked at everyone present one by one. He would not let any of them go!

He lowered his head and rubbed his lips against Luo Jin's cheek.

His tone was low and coaxing, and he soothed her: "I'll take you away right now."

Luo Jin's fingers trembled, as if he felt the reassuring breath and embrace, and his cheek tilted slightly towards Mo Yin.