Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 750 The Personal Disciple Is the Demon Lord (80)

Yun Xian felt that the power in his body was continuously flowing through his eight meridians, as if he wanted to break through something.

There was no feeling at first, until a certain moment, the seal in the body, like a cracked egg shell, was broken bit by bit.

The devilish energy that had been suppressed in his body surged out frantically when it came into contact with the fresh air.

until...

All the devilish energy can no longer hold back, no matter whether the body can resist it or not, break through that small crack, and break the seal in the body!

Sang Jian was too horrified to see the flesh on Yunxian's body writhing with the devilish energy in his body.

"what!!!!!"

Yun Xian, who had been unresponsive all this time, suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, his facial features were distorted, and he was in great pain.

A force stronger than the magic energy emitted by Wu Mojian came from him.

The walls around the underground palace were affected. There were several cracks in the walls, and several stones slipped from the walls.

The Wu Mo sword hanging above his head suddenly spun crazily.

The devilish energy in Yun Xian's original body gradually merged with the devilish energy in Wu Mojian.

Sang Jian also withdrew his hand at this time.

Suddenly, there was a tear...

Yun Xian's clothes burst open, his long hair was disheveled, and there was no wind.

It wasn't obvious that he was wearing clothes, but now that the clothes were bursting, the devilish energy in Yun Xian's body was like worms, wriggling under his flesh, making his scalp numb.

Sang Jian's gaze unconsciously glanced where it shouldn't be.

Ok……

still young.

Yiyuan: "..." Is this the fucking time to study this?
"The Qianfeng faction will call in soon, why don't you go out and show your face?" He reminded.

Hearing this, Sang Jian was a little surprised, "Those guardians are so useless?"

How long has it been, and it's almost time to call in?
"Wow, do you know that there is a difference in strength at one level?" Yiyuan roared: "Those guardians are equivalent to the elders of your Qianfeng sect. They may be evenly matched against the elders, but this time they came Master! Who is the master? The number one swordsman in the mainland! Do you think it's a joke?"

"Oh..." Yiyuan suddenly added, "He said just now that he is your only apprentice, and it seems that he is quite sincere to you."

Sang Jian was still squatting in front of Yunxian, she touched her chin, but she didn't have the slightest intention to get up.

"But... I didn't feel how sincere he was to me."

Speaking of Mu Lan...

Sang Jian has not been in contact with her a few times since he came here, and his feelings for her have actually faded a lot.

After all, thousands of years have passed.

If you want to say that saving her is sincere, there is no need to say that.

Because she always feels...

He just wants to maintain his image.

Maintain... the image of the Qianfeng faction.

After all, if our ancestors lived in the Mozu, it would really be a stain on the Qianfeng Sect.

"Wait a little longer."

That's what they said, but they still came for her after all, they wanted to go out and have a look, so as not to hurt Chi Yu.

Wait until the magic energy in Yunxian's body has completely stabilized.

……

The devilish energy in Yun Xian's body fluttered wildly from the beginning, but then slowly stopped, and his body's flesh returned to normal.

boom!
Not long after, Yun Xian fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The magic-free sword in the air also slowly stopped spinning, but the devilish energy was still permeating, but this time the devilish energy was much milder.

Sang Jian was sure that he was fine, and only when he woke up did he stand up and leave.

……

(End of this chapter)