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Chapter 1262 Yin Luosha, Wushuang impermanence!

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    Yin Wushuang is a special master. Although he is the suzerain of the Netherworld Poison Sect and the head of an evil sect, his nature seems to be incompatible with evil ways.

    Compared with the patriarch of the evil sect, he is more like a loving elder.

    "When I see you, I seem to see myself. Decades ago, like you, I was a homeless orphan. I lived without enough food every day. That kind of past always made me unwilling  Back to the past"

    In fact, many times, Yin Wuchang doesn't know what kind of person his master is.

    Until that day.

    Yin Wushuang stood on the mountain peak, looking at the bright moon, his back that night was a bit bleak.

    "Impermanence, I'm leaving"

    "Why are you leaving?"

    "Because there is one thing that I have to solve"

    "Can I not go?" Yin Wuchang asked coldly.

    "No, because that is a doubt that has always been in my heart, and I need to ask for an answer."

    "Will you die?"

    Yin Wushuang was stunned, looked at his young disciple, stroked his soft hair, then sighed, and replied in a strange tone.

    "Maybemaybe not."

    "Then you go!"

    "You child, do you want me to die that much?" Yin Wushuang smiled, but in a joking tone, this is a pair of father and son, and also a pair of master and disciple.

    "I don't want you to die, but I can't stop you, because I respect your decision. But I will wait for you, if you are alive, I look forward to seeing you again, if you are not here"

    "What will happen to you if I'm not here?" Yin Wushuang looked at his disciple curiously.

    "If you're not here anymore" Yin Wuchang raised his head, with murderous intent in his eyes, causing Yin Wushuang's body to shake, and his eyes widened in vain. It's hard to imagine that this is just a young child.

    At that moment, Yin Wuchang's eyes were so firm, he answered word by word: "If you don't leave, I will avenge you, but if you are implicated, you will implicate the whole family."

    "Alas You child is too murderous."

    Yin Wushuang shook his head, feeling a little distressed, he sighed, groped for something from his bosom and handed it to Yin Wuchang, "This is the way of burial in Huangquan created by me based on Huangquan Poison Kung Fu, but unfortunately there is not enough time, this martial art has not arrived yet  At the end, you can practice, but remember, the follow-up break is up to you to explore, you can choose to practice or not to practice, it is my parting gift to you.¡±

    "You are still so irresponsible, why should I practice a kung fu that has no way out, why don't I practice Huangquan poison kung fu?"

    Yin Wuchang said mockingly, and threw the book at his feet without even reading it.

    "Because it is stronger than Huangquan Poison Art."

    This is the confidence that Yin Wuchang has never seen in Yin Wushuang.

    In the dark hall, thick fog billowed, icy cold and dead.

    (Master, I have connected the disconnection of the way of burial in Huangquan, and I have created a stronger life and death in Huangquan, but why are you not here)

    "How is it? How do you think about it?"

    The voice of the old man in black robe, the founder of the Netherworld Poison Sect, came without losing time.

    Yin Wuchang looked at this person squarely and asked, "What kind of consideration?"

    "Follow me, now the time has come. The purpose of establishing the Netherworld Poison Sect thousands of years ago was to wait for the awakening of the master. Now that the door is revealed, the Netherworld Poison Sect will return to its original destiny."

    Yin Luosha's words revealed too much information.

    The Huangquan Poison Sect, which has been established for thousands of years, is the strongest sect, but it is such a sect that it is only waiting for one person.

    "It's not impossible." Yin Wuchang's reaction was very flat, he stared at Yin Luosha, "It's just that I want to ask you to get something first."

    "Oh? What?"

    Yin Luosha said with interest.

    "Your life!"

    "Presumptuous!"

    Yin Luosha flew into a rage, and let out a presumptuous, terrifying blow, making the nine elders dare not breathe as if they were in a violent storm, and what's more, they were already crushed to the ground by the powerful coercion.

    "Yin impermanence, the old man originally had high hopes for you, but I didn't expect you to be like your master, so ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know what is beyond the sky."

    Yin Luosha was furious, and his breath was up and down immediately. He stepped forward, and a long black river appeared behind him.?

    The terrible breath hit the heaven and the earth, and even the whole bronze hall was crumbling.

    "The way of burial in Huangquan?"

    Yin Wuchang squinted his eyes, his voice was extremely low, even in the midst of the stormy sea, his body was still tall and straight.

    "You do have some knowledge, thanks to my son. If it weren't for his wealth, the old man would not be able to refine him in a furnace, obtain his skills, and then master the way of burial in the underworld."

    Yin impermanence moved.

    "You are not worthy to use this martial art, and this martial art is not suitable for this."

    Behind Yin Wuchang also emerged a long black river. The long river fell like nine heavens, like a black curtain hanging from the sky, but the difference was that there was a strong dead breath on the long river.

    "Life is opposite to death, but death is not the end, life is livingand death is that despair."

    The breath collided and uprooted the entire black hall. The nine elders were all thrown out, and everyone vomited blood.

    All the disciples of the Netherworld Poison Sect cultivating cross-legged in the bronze hall were swept to the ground like leaves falling in the autumn wind. Not one of them suffered broken tendons or bones, and some even turned into pureed flesh.

    "Alsoyou can be a slave or a dog, but I am impermanent and never have a master!"

    The impermanent breath became more and more terrifying. He was like a dark light source, and all the breath and light were swallowed by him.  An aura even more gloomy than hell radiates out, this is the real underworld.

    Huangquan's way of burying life is originally the work of death, and Huangquan's life and death art is made on the basis of Huangquan's way of burying life.

    ?It symbolizes the death of Huang Quan's burial of life, and the life of Huang Quan's comprehension of life and death. This is a supreme martial art in which life and death are relative.

    Feeling the terrifying aura of life and death going hand in hand, Yin Luosha's expression changed drastically. He thought he was holding the Zhizhu, but at this moment he couldn't help but panic, especially when he saw the black and white behind Yin Wuchang, who looked like gods and demons.  Terrible deities.

    A shura like hell.

    An ancient god who is like life.

    "Impossible! Your breathyou have already broken through to the realm of heaven and man!!"

    Yin Luosha snarled wildly, his eyes showed disbelief, and the fear in his heart inadvertently increased at this moment: "It is clear that Bai Xiaokuangsheng's Jianghu master list records your quasi-peerless realm!"

    "Jianghu master list? Are you talking about the so-called Huangquan Luojun?"

    Yin Wuchang stepped on the ground, slowly approaching Yin Luosha, and following his steps, broke Yin Luosha's defense all the way

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