Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Li Chenghui hadn't even run two steps when his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

He supported himself on the ground with his arms and kicked his legs backwards little by little.

Now, looking up at the girl in front of him, all he felt was horror and weirdness.

Ning Xiyuan slowly took two steps towards Li Chenghui.

Li Chenghui had already started screaming, but in the end even his screams became silent.

He was a staunch materialist.

but...

He has killed too many people.

When he came into this world, he had countless dead souls in his hands.

People become brave when they are extremely scared.

"boom!"

"boom!

Li Chenghui fired several shots.

But after the gunshot, all the bullets disappeared.

Only a few chuckles were left, which made people tremble with fear.

Ning Xiyuan sighed lightly and raised his right hand.

In an instant, a dark red light cut through the air and stood in the air like a ghost.

The sword that kills gods.

The sound of swords rang out.

The sword energy spread out in an instant, and large tracts of grass fell to both sides.

"this!"

Li Chenghui's eyes widened.

Ning Xiyuan smiled.

"No ghost."

"yes..."

"The Immortal Cultivator."

Cultivation?

How can this be! ?

Li Chenghui's heart was beating violently and his brain was working rapidly.

Immortal cultivation...

Why can't he? Maybe there is a way out...

Not everyone has the opportunity to travel through time! He is the darling of heaven, the son of destiny, he will not...

"puff!"

With a dull thud, the Sword of God-Slaying pierced through Li Chenghui's heart.

All fantasies and passions ended in an instant.

Return to deathly silence.

Ning Xiyuan walked gently past Li Chenghui, and the Sword of God-Slaying in his hand flew into the air and entered the self-cleaning mode.

A dead person.

No one will notice anymore.

only...

Before Ning Xiyuan took a few steps, he saw a white figure standing quietly in front of him.

Just waiting for her.

"Haha." Ning Xiyuan laughed awkwardly.

It seems that the plots of nesting dolls are always endless.

The person standing there was the leader of the White Lotus Sect and the former imperial preceptor.

The person who looks young, has an old voice and speaks in a pretentious manner.

Ning Xiyuan was deeply impressed by this person.

Li Changyan used thundering means to basically eliminate the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, including Yun Chan, who was burned to death in public to appease the public anger.

Only the leader of the White Lotus Sect came and went without a trace and has not shown up for a long time.

The White Lotus Sect Leader looked Ning Xiyuan up and down, and then a hoarse and old voice sounded: "Master Imperial Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Reiki?

Today, this yellow-haired girl already has spiritual energy?

Could it be that... I have stepped into the threshold of becoming an immortal?

So what? He has already stepped into this threshold nearly a hundred years ago!

Ning Xiyuan ignored the sarcasm in the White Lotus Sect Leader's tone and took a deep breath: "Not dead yet?"

【...】

White Lotus Sect Leader: "I remember I reminded you that my White Lotus Sect will be passed down for thousands of years, forever?"

"It just fell into your hands!"

The hoarse and strange voice turned angry, and the man's face became ferocious!

A foundation that has lasted for thousands of years was destroyed in an instant!

It's his fault!

It was because he failed to discipline this goddess.

But more importantly, it was the fault of the girl in front of him!

How dare she?

How dare you expose Yunchan’s crimes in such an extreme way!

If not, do they still have room for a comeback?

Ning Xiyuan shrugged and sighed, his tone somewhat helpless: "You want me to be responsible?"

The White Lotus Sect Leader snorted coldly from his chest, full of mockery.

Are you scared?

You want to make peace now?

There are no doors.

The White Lotus leader tightly grasped the staff in his hand and sneered, "How can you be responsible?"

A century-old foundation was destroyed in an instant.

Even paying with his own life could not relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Li Chenghui just died." Ning Xiyuan's fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of the Zhushen Sword, his mouth corners raised, and his tone was light.

The White Lotus leader frowned: "What does that matter!?"

Lee Sung Hui?!

That idiot, he never thought highly of this idiot!

It doesn't matter if he dies.

The smile in the eyes of the girl in front of him spread: "It's related."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword of God Slaying once again stabbed into the chest of the White Lotus Sect Leader.

"He died."

"You die too."

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[No, dear, you have prayed for rain, but they are still looking for death]

The system sighed repeatedly.

If the opponent is too weak, it will feel unfulfilled!

Ning Xiyuan's smile faded, and he answered casually, "Too weak."

So weak...I can't even see the difference.

The frog in the well.

system:......

Said it, but it seems like not said it.

In the palace, all the palace maids and eunuchs were replaced, and now they are all Li Changyan's people.

The Guards are well-trained and each has his own duties.

New maids and eunuchs were interspersed throughout the palaces in an orderly manner.

The lights in the three palaces and six courtyards are now on.

It is easy to erase the past of a tyrant.

When Ning Xiyuan entered the palace, an old eunuch dressed in gorgeous clothes came to greet him.

"Master Imperial Master, His Majesty invites you to the Qinzheng Palace."

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Seriously, she could leave now.

It seems that Ning Jin really has no other means.

In this case, there is nothing good to stay here.

Who wants to work the night shift?

Ning Xiyuan went there after all.

On the way there, he ran into Xu Ziqian, who was coming out angrily, swinging his sleeves.

The two looked at each other and said nothing.

Xu Ziqian simply bowed and then left.

Ning Xiyuan glanced at Xu Ziqian's back one more time.

Are these two people...having a quarrel?

"Master Imperial Master!"

Li Changyan's voice came from inside.

Ning Xiyuan came back to his senses.

Inside the hall, Li Changyan sat in the main seat, high above everyone else.

He no longer looks pale and falls down at the slightest breeze.

His whole body is filled with...a domineering aura!

There was another person in the hall, lying on the ground, who had just been beaten with a stick and looked bloody.

Ning Xiyuan stopped smiling.

She leaned against the door, crossed her arms over her chest, and raised her head slightly: "What's the matter?"

The impatience in his tone was evident.

Li Changyan smiled and said, "Master, how do you think we should deal with this person?"

His tone softened.

As he spoke, the oppressive feeling around him seemed to melt away.

The one lying on the ground is... Madam Yao.

Ning Xiyuan sighed softly: "Whatever."

Li Changyan laughed again: "Where's Li Chenghui?"

He observed Ning Xiyuan's expression.

Ning Xiyuan: "Dead."

Her patience gradually wore thin, and she added, "They're all dead."

Ning Xiyuan's answer made Li Changyan's eyes even colder.

See it.

That's it.

Even though he has reached the highest position, because of the existence of those messy theocracy, there are still people who dare to disrespect him!

"Mr. Imperial Master has worked hard and made great contributions. He is my right-hand man." There was a hint of coldness in Li Changyan's voice.

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Asked why the White Lotus leader ran away, the babies who didn’t open up their big powers, their Qi refining was just a little stronger, but they were still human beings in essence.

It's just that you have reached the threshold of cultivating immortals.