[Comprehensive] The protagonist, please push down

Five years ago, the sudden attack of the demon cultivator severely damaged the vitality of the world of cultivating immortals, which was already withered.In the past, the number one immortal cultivator, Tian Zezong, even lost the Lingshan where the sect was located.The demon cultivators in the Demon Abyss grandly occupied the Lingshan Mountain, slaughtered the creatures in the mountain, and turned the Tianzezong, which was originally shrouded in fairy spirit, into a hell on earth.

Tianzezong fell, and the suzerain disappeared.While the rest of the sects of cultivating immortals tacitly let go of the airs of immortal cultivators who used to be high above, and offered rare treasures one after another, begging for mercy from the king of Moyuan, only wishing to let him hold his hands high.

Of course, there are not no Xianxiu who resisted with all their strength.Just like the one that was so popular in the past, the Demon Slayer Society composed of casual cultivators.Many immortal cultivators had hoped because of the appearance of the Demon Slayer Society.

Yes, once.

After the fall of Tianze Zong Lingqi, the pillar of the Demon Slayer Society, the Demon Slayer Society was like a mess of loose sand, without the vigor of the past.The main force of the Demon Slaughtering Society left one after another, and the demon cultivators took advantage of it. People in the Demon Slaughtering Society were killed or injured, and there was no news.

People say that this is Xianxiu's dead end.

Now, five years have passed, and the immortal cultivators seem to be used to clinging to the cracks to survive. Some sects of cultivating immortals back then have even openly taught their disciples the skills of cultivating demons, and they have completely lost their previous beliefs.The realm of cultivating immortals has existed in name only.

However, even so, there are still nails that cannot be removed, preventing the demon cultivators from completely destroying the world of cultivating immortals.

The bloody wind, the whole world seemed to be splashed with a layer of ink, the ground was stained red with blood, and the surrounding area was flattened, which showed the tragedy of this war.This place was originally a mountain stream surrounded by beautiful scenery and green shade, but it has been turned into an empty plain by this war, with corpses left all over the field.

"My lord, how are you?" The man was already exhausted, and his spiritual power was exhausted due to excessive consumption.There were large and small wounds on his body, and blood stuck his clothes to his body.

Standing in front of him was a man in white.His appearance is bright and bright, but there is more of an ice-like cold breath between his eyebrows and eyes, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, cold-hearted and desolate.This is also the impression the man left on everyone.

However, the man at this time was a little embarrassed.His clothes were stained with blood, there were many wounds on his body, and his hair was a little messy, but his expression was still calm, as if he didn't pay attention to everything in front of him.

"It's okay." He said, his voice cold.However, only he himself knows how bad his situation is at the moment.The successive wheel battles almost exhausted his spiritual power, and the spiritual veins in this place were particularly exhausted, and his spiritual power could not be replenished at all...

His hand under the long sleeve moved slightly, only to realize that his right hand had lost all feeling.His eyes flickered, revealing a trace of anger, but not a trace of fear.He was angry at his own incompetence, just like back then... He watched that person die in front of him with his own eyes... He didn't even leave the body...

Turning his head, he looked at the people behind him. They were all people who had blood feuds with Moxiu.His eyes became fierce, absolutely, definitely will kill those disgusting magicians!

"It's a magician!"

"They're back!"

"This is... this is the Thousand War Gate! Damn it!"

Qianzhanmen... the gathering place of the strong recognized by Moyuan.

Everyone behind the man showed resentful expressions, even the man frowned unconsciously.But it was only for a moment, and then he picked up the saber, held it tightly, and stared at the demon cultivators who kept surrounding him.

Standing tall is a man in red clothes.He looked down at the immortal cultivators underground from above, his eyes careless.There was a blood-red curse mark on the man's forehead, which made his skin look sickly pale.He watched the fight that was taking place in front of him, but couldn't arouse any interest.

The swordsmanship of the man in white was so sharp that it was almost cruel. The sword was deadly without mercy. The gushing blood stained the white robe red. Even if he exhausted his spiritual power, he still relied on his sword to fight.

The man's body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were also stained dark red with blood, but the man never stopped fighting, and his eyes never showed fear and confusion, and he never stopped waving himself. The sword in his hand... Apart from killing these demon cultivators, he didn't know how else he could pay homage to that person's spirit in heaven.Even Tian Zezong had given up and surrendered Lingshan.

More and more immortal cultivators fell in front of the man, but his expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end. He was as calm as an empty shell. He had already lost his soul, leaving only a walking corpse. For revenge and live.

"To live...to live...Only by living can the last wish of that person be fulfilled, to protect Tian Zezong...to avenge him..." The man's eyes burst out with brilliance, this is the hope of survival.

But no matter how strong the man's desire to survive is, more and more demon cultivators surged up.A cold light flashed, and blood gushed out...

"what!"

There was a scream, and a magician fell to the ground without a sound.

The man turned his head to look, the sword light froze, and all his murderous eyes fell on the eyes of the people behind him.

The young man seemed to appear out of thin air. The mantra embroidered with red thread on the black clothes was very eye-catching, but it was not as good as the smile on the young man's face.He waved at the man casually, not like he was on the battlefield, but more like he was greeting an old friend a few rooms away, "Bai Junhan."

The young man's gentle smile, combined with his deceitful face, made him seem very harmless to humans and animals.

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, it was a smiling face with a sense of relief, "Are you here to pick me up?" Then he murmured, "You should have come earlier."

"I'll take you out of here." The young man said, taking a step forward, trying to grab the man's hand.

The man stepped forward and touched the corner of the young man's clothes hesitantly, as if he was afraid that his face was just another dream.When he really touched him, he hugged him tightly with trembling hands, feeling the temperature of his body.

This is real!

This perception made the man's eyes turn red.

He hugged the young man tightly, for fear that he would disappear into a place where he could not see again.Finally, finally seeing him again...

The young man gently patted the man's back to comfort him, the smile on his face froze for a moment.

'Depend on!Who can tell me how well this is acting!It's so f*ckingly blunt to suddenly switch from the beating pervert channel to the master-student meeting channel, hey! ! ! Si Zhuo was hugged by his apprentice Xiong, and started to complain in his heart.

Just a second ago, Si Zhuo was still beating that bastard Yan Dian, who had a great time beating him, and when he opened his eyes again, he was swollen on the bloody battlefield!In other words, I should have died in front of them and turned into a floating cloud in the sky!How can I explain this!You will definitely be beaten to death by them!

╮(╯▽╰)╭Si Zhuo, if you continue to die, they will definitely kill you♂♂ to death♂you♂, as for the way to die... let♂jun♂ pick and hate~

The two hugged each other, and the surrounding atmosphere was warm and touching, but if it reflected the corpses and dripping blood here and there, it would be a different atmosphere.

When the young man appeared in the center of the battlefield, the man standing high changed his eyes.Those eyes were so persistent that they were almost crazily distorted.Seeing the young man hugging the man, he pulled out a smile, and with a frightening devilish aura, he fell from the sky and walked behind the young man slowly.

'Finally... finally found him again! "Four years ago, that person suddenly disappeared without a trace... Now that he appeared in front of my eyes again, how could I let him run away again!

He restrained himself, but he was so excited that his trembling voice revealed his mood at the moment.He smiled wickedly, and his already exquisite appearance brought a hint of indisputable evil, "Master."

As if awakened suddenly, the man in white suddenly pushed the young man away, took a few steps back, and subconsciously took precautions.But when he saw the young man's face, the man showed obvious anger for the first time.

"Unforgivable!" The man frowned tightly, "How dare you...how dare..."...how dare you blaspheme that person!

For a man, Moxiu used that person's face to defile that person.After all... that person is so clean...

Si Zhuo turned his head slowly, facing the monstrous face behind him, and was instantly shocked to the point where he couldn't speak.

'Shake m Zhuang chess! ! !Nima, if you don't come out early or late, is it really okay to come out at this time!You still hurry up and walk slowly! ! 'Even though he thought so, Si Zhuo didn't have the slightest expression on his face, as if he didn't even give him a look.

Turning his head to see Bai Junhan's obviously angry look, Si Zhuo explained subconsciously, "That Bai Junhan...Actually..."

Si Zhuo's words were intercepted by Zhuang Qi, he stepped forward, took Si Zhuo's arm, and pressed his whole body against him, "Master Si Zhuo is one of the twelve sect masters of Moyuan, and he is a hero of Moyuan. what~"

'I'm really special, thank you for explaining to me! Si Zhuo gave Zhuang Qi a gloomy look, and Zhuang Qi smiled back at him.

Bai Junhan was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he didn't believe it at all, and still looked at the two warily.

Si Zhuo kept a smile on his face all the time, but he had already vomited blood n times in his heart, "Ci'ao, is this forcing me to play such a villain role to lie!"It's really stressful! !peat!Just play whoever is afraid of whom!Anyway, my mission is complete! Thinking of this, Si Zhuo looked at Bai Junhan and said, "Bai Junhan, you failed to protect Tianzezong. But you failed so quickly, as a teacher, I am really disappointed."

Facing Bai Junhan's disbelieving gaze, Si Zhuo continued, "When you cheated to die for your teacher, the expressions of the three of you were really funny, haha. Long time no see, you are still so weak."

The same smile as before, that smile, after so many years, has not changed a bit, but why...why...how could that person be so ruthless!cold blooded!

Bai Junhan lowered his head, the hand holding the sword was constantly tightening, and blood was slowly oozing out. The white robe was covered with blood. If Si Zhuo paid attention, it was exactly the same as what he was wearing back then.He lowered his eyes, and after a long silence, he finally said slowly, "Si Zhuo... I... I have always regarded you as..." At this point, he raised his head and looked directly at Si Zhuo, "I thought... I thought You are the same as me...it turns out...it's all a delusion..."

Moisture slowly gathered in his black eyes, and big teardrops fell down, against the bleak smile, there was some pain that was more sorrowful than heartbreak.Those eyes hurt Si Zhuosheng.

'Please don't cry, my lord protagonist!If you are about to cry, I will imagine the tragic situation of being tortured and killed by you a hundred times in the future!Ah, my whole body hurts! Hiding behind Si Zhuo's smile was a heart that was about to burst into tears.

Bai Junhan slowly raised his sword, and threw it on the ground without hesitation.Wiping the tears on his face fiercely, Bai Junhan looked at Si Zhuo and paused every word, "I will give you back the sword you gave me."

Zhuang Qi was already impatient, and after Bai Junhan dropped the sword, he became murderous.And this killing intent was successfully received by Si Zhuo, he looked at Zhuang Qi with a straight face, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to die, just stay here."

Zhuang Qi smiled flatteringly, without saying a word, and held Si Zhuo's arm even tighter.

Si Zhuo looked around, and Bai Junhan was the only Xianxiu who was still alive.

"Mission completed, let's go back." With that said, Si Zhuo turned around, wanting to leave.

"Si Zhuo!" Bai Junhan looked angry, "Why didn't you kill me! Do you think I will be grateful to you!"

Si Zhuo turned sideways and said with a smile, "It's just a whim. Goodbye."

After speaking, Si Zhuo disappeared from Bai Junhan's sight.Bai Junhan stared straight at his back, as if he wanted to carve this figure into the depths of his soul.When all the demon cultivators left, Bai Junhan stood among the dead immortal cultivators without saying a word.He leaned over slowly, squatted down, and covered his eyes with one hand.

He didn't roar hysterically, nor cry out of grief.He just kept silent, closing his eyes quietly.The surrounding wind sounded like a whine.Bai Junhan's sword was dripping with blood, just like his heart at the moment.

"Si Zhuo...you will regret not killing me today...because one day...I will make your...life worse than death..." Bai Junhan's eyes were full of madness, he murmured like an oath.