Po Tian Xie Zun

[Master, to be honest, I have a deep hatred with Ling Tianmen. 18 years ago, Lingmen Shengzun arrested my mother and imprisoned me in Lingtian Peak. This time I came here for two purposes. To be alive, the other is to save my mother, please Master help me. ] While the two of them were trying to relieve their anger, Xie Wuya quietly used a thousand-mile sound transmission to ask the Holy Lord of the Pill Spirit. Before he came, he thought that the Holy Lord of the Lingmen was still in retreat, and he might not be able to rescue his mother. It took him a lot of effort.

[Wu Ya doesn't need to be so polite to a teacher, filial piety is the most fundamental virtue of a person, tell me, how can a teacher help you? ] Without asking any other questions, the Holy Lord of Pill Ling agreed without even thinking about it, which shows his selfless love for this apprentice Xie Wuya.

[You try to stimulate them with words and force them to fight with you. I will let the Demon Bell and the Dark Lord assist you. You don’t need to win, just hold them back. I will take this opportunity to sneak into that old dog of Lingmen Shengzun When we rescued our mother, we joined hands to kill them. 】Xie Wuya is not ruthless. Once the two leaders die, Ling Tianmen will not be a threat. Although they still have many hidden elders who are not born, since they are hidden elders, they will not easily take action. They kill Run away, wait until the decisive battle three days later, no matter who he hides from the world, he will definitely uproot them, leaving no trace of disaster.

【Alright, be careful yourself. 】

Lord Dan Ling nodded, and after throwing him a reassuring look, he turned his gaze to the two angry people: "How about it, Lord Lingmen, have you figured out how to explain to this Lord and Wu Ya?"

"What kind of explanation do you... want?"

Shengzun Lingmen was furious, Elder Xuanji was so angry that he was about to smoke, and Shengzun Danling was simply deceiving people too much.

"Wu Ya, what's your opinion?"

Without answering him right away, Holy Venerable Dan Ling turned his head to look at his apprentice, Xie Wuya rolled his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and said viciously: "Unless Elder Xuanji kneels down to kowtow to this uncle to admit his mistake, kowtow If the uncle is satisfied, I will consider forgiving him."

"you wanna die…"

The Holy Lord of Lingmen couldn't suppress his anger any more, he rushed over in a rage, he didn't take Xie Wuya's cultivation level into consideration at all, in his heart, Xie Wuya was already a dead person, dare to insult him like this He Ling Tianmen, he must crush him to ashes, so that he can vent his hatred.

"Hmph, if you want to move Wuya, you have to pass the deity first."

Lord Danling stepped in front of Xie Wuya without even thinking about it, forcing Lord Lingmen to shift his target, and Elder Xuanji who followed behind him quickly made up for him with a sharp long sword in his hand.

"Xie Wuya, take your life!"

"Hmph, old dog Xuanji, you are not qualified enough to fight with me, Dark Lord, Demon Bell, stop him."

"Yes!"

Xie Wuya snorted coldly, and his body instantly disappeared into the void. The Dark Lord and the Demon Bell were like two door gods firmly blocking the way of Elder Xuanji. Most people would think that Xie Wuya must be hiding in the void to watch the battle, and no one noticed. Realizing that his aura had long since disappeared, Xie Wuya quickly made his way to the top of Ling Tian Peak by taking advantage of the unique convenience of space.

"The three saints fight against the sect master and the elder Xuanji, will they be all right?"

"It shouldn't be a problem. After all, the Lingmen sages and the elders Xuanji are both famous sages for a long time, and their strength should be higher than them."

"I think it's a bit confusing, why don't we find a way to notify the Elder Hermit?"

"No, the hidden elders don't take action easily, unless the Lingtian sect is in danger of destroying the sect. If this matter spreads, I, the Lingtian sect, have to use the hidden elders to stop other people's provocations. What will others think of us in the future?"

"That's right, let's take a look first and then talk about it."

While watching the terrifying battle between the five saints in the sky, the elders were discussing worriedly. In the crowd, Duanmuli's eyes flickered. When Xie Wuya was safe and sound, he could finally rest assured.

Above the peak of Lingtian Peak, a gorgeous palace hovered above it. Xie Wuya, who was hidden in the space, didn't even take a look at the gorgeous and majestic building, ignoring the monsters guarding the gate, and swaggeringly controlled the void and walked in. It is gorgeous, but the inside is much simpler. At a glance, apart from a few pillars and a few paintings on the wall, the only thing left in the huge hall is two rows of chairs standing vertically. Thinking about it, there should be no mystery here. Wu Ya went straight to the rear courtyard where the Lingmen Saints rested. It was still a very simple building with a garden in the middle and a row of stone walls behind it. There was a raised spar button on the corner wall.

The Holy Master Lingmen is really arrogant. There is only one room in the whole palace, which saves him the trouble of finding it. However, he cannot touch the spar organ in the space, so he has to go out. It will be exposed immediately. If the mother is not inside and the Lingmen Shengzun is alarmed, he is doomed to make a futile trip today.

"Hmph, never mind, let's go in and talk about it first."

"With a cold snort, Xie Wuya quietly walked out of the space, with the palm of his hand full of fighting spirit, he aimed at the button on the wall and pressed it without hesitation."

"Boom..."

"No, someone broke into Ling Tianfeng..."

The huge stone wall swayed for a while, and slowly opened to both sides. At the same time, the Lingmen sage, who was fighting with the Danling sage, felt that someone had invaded his domain, swung him away with a palm, turned around, and his body turned into a A streamer went straight to the top of Lingtian Peak, Feng Wuyan is still in his residence, if people find out, the reputation of Lingtianmen will be ruined.

"Where are you going? Holy Lord of Lingmen, let's talk about it first."

He vaguely knew that Wu Ya should have been exposed, and the Holy Lord of Danling blocked his way fiercely. Strictly speaking, he is not the opponent of the Lingmen Holy Lord, but... no matter what, he must try his best to buy time for the precious apprentice .

"Go away."

Shengzun Lingmen's body suddenly burst out with strong anger, and the palm wind carried a strong coercion, and sent it out after aiming at Shengzun Pill Spirit. He couldn't care about anything else. The matter of Feng Wuyan was the responsibility of Lingtianmen and the temple. It is top secret and must not be discovered by others.

"Hmph, do you really think that the deity only knows how to make alchemy?"

Lord Dan Ling moved very quickly, and he caught his palm. The two figures were entangled in mid-air. For a while, Lord Lingmen couldn't take advantage of it, let alone get away.

On the other side, after entering the stone gate, Xie Wuya stepped on the Wind Steps, and powerful spiritual power swarmed out, trying to find his mother as quickly as possible.

"Shameless Lingmen old dog, why did you come so early today? My aunt hasn't raised enough energy yet, she has no blood to contribute to you, an insatiable scum."

Suddenly, a charming and arrogant woman cursed from the concealed and deep path, Xie Wuya's figure was shocked, and he rushed in excitedly. The path is only about one meter wide and can only be passed by one person. Lighted up with a special spar, after walking for about two or three minutes, a huge bright light suddenly appeared in front of him, Xie Wuya was overjoyed, and instantly used the wind step to the extreme.

When the scene at the end of the path was reflected in Xie Wuya's eyes, Xie Wuya's heart tightened, his eyes were hot, a woman with disheveled hair was tied to the wall with thick iron chains, except for her bright eyes. Eyes, she could hardly see her original face, her exposed arms were surrounded by dense wounds, some were even inflamed. At this moment, Xie Wuya suddenly faltered, and her legs were as if they were filled with lead, unable to move forward. , hot tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Are you...Wu Ya?"

The woman looked at Xie Wuya for a long time, and finally asked out with sobs, two lines of tears rolled out of her eyes, he was her son, there was nothing wrong with that face, which was almost exactly the same as hers.

"mother…"

Unable to restrain his heartache and excitement any longer, Xie Wuya rushed over and hugged her tightly, he finally saw his mother in this world.

"Wuya, my Wuya, you are finally here, Wuya..."

The mother and son were close to each other, and both cried out in sorrow. Feng Wuyan thought to herself that she was arrogant and unrestrained, she would not lose to anyone in any aspect, and she would not be sorry for others. The only thing that made her feel guilty was her Son Xie Wuya, she has regretted it more than once in these years, she shouldn't have left him here alone, and it is precisely because of her strong desire to go back and see her son that she was able to survive these 18 inhuman years. torture.

"Mom, I'll rescue you first, dad is waiting for you, our family can finally be reunited."

After a while, Xie Wuya wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, helped his mother smooth her hair, grabbed the iron chain that bound her, and tried to forcibly destroy it with grudge.

"Wuya is useless. It is made of ten thousand years of black iron, and there is a prohibition placed by the archbishop of the temple on it. Even if you are a saint, there is no way to break it."

Seeing this, Feng Wuyan also quickly suppressed the excitement in her heart, and looked at her son helplessly. The cultivation talent of the Feng family is really amazing. His unremitting efforts were praised, but he still couldn't break free from the chains and escape.

"Hmph, there is no chain in this world that I, Xie Wuya, can't keep."

Xie Wuya pulled out the Jinglei Sword with a swish, and forcefully poured the strange fire into the sword, raising the sword with his hand and dropping it.

"Clap~"

The two crisp sounds were clear and piercing, sparks splashed, and the iron chain, which was said to be unstoppable by the Holy One, broke into several pieces in an instant.