At that time, they didn''t dare to come forward. They didn''t dare to step away from their legs that had begun to tremble violently. Even if they came to help Yang Xuan, they just didn''t dare to come forward. It was like being nailed by a nail, and they were nailed in place.

    One person slaughtered more than a thousand lives in such a large family, and in this cruel way.

    Their minds are all blank, followed by huge, irrecoverable fear.

    Deep fear, fear of Yang Xuan.

    Since then, this scene was deeply imprinted in their minds. Throughout their life, it was like a nightmare. They followed them closely and would never forget it.

    From that moment on, the name Yang Xuan became a god like existence in their hearts and in the hearts of the Yang children who saw this scene.

    Exactly, it''s the demon God.

    But now, the God in their hearts, a bloodthirsty demon God who regards human life as grass mustard, his mother is dead, and his most respected mother... Is dead.

    Moreover, the death of the demon God''s mother was inseparable from their original two elders. Even more, Yang Qingshan and they also wanted Yang Xuan to bypass Yang Hanwu and Yang Hanwen.

    At the moment, everyone''s hearts are full of hatred for Yang Hanwu and Yang Hanwen. If they come back from the dead and stand in front of them, they will kill them without hesitation.

    They can''t imagine what would happen if Yang Xuan went crazy because of great sadness!

    Even, they don''t dare to think about it at all, because when they think of it, they will involuntarily appear the trembling and frightening scene deeply imprinted in their minds.

    Yang Qingshan pressed down his great fear and said in a low voice, "wait!"

    So everyone shut up.

    Wait.

    They can only wait.

    Waiting for the judgment of the demon God on the mountain.

    ……

    Yang Xuan knelt quietly beside his mother. He gently wiped the blood off his mother''s face. His action was infinitely gentle. He seemed afraid to wake up his sleeping mother.

    Dark clouds gradually dispersed, the moon with a faint red, quietly exposed her sad eyes, quietly watching this scene of human tragedy.

    When the breeze rose, the breeze seemed to turn into a gentle breeze, blowing the tips of my mother''s hair, which flew and scattered slightly in the night sky, sad and desolate.

    Yang Xuan''s heart was as dead as ashes. The light emitted from his eyes was a dead gray and lifeless light, like a corpse that had been dead for thousands of years.

    As time passed, Yang Xuan knelt there motionless, like a corpse.

    His soul seems to be about to dissipate with the wind, and his vitality slowly dissipates from his body. His breath is getting weaker and weaker.

    Suddenly, the eight cyclones in his body trembled violently, and the whole Dantian void seemed to tremble with it, and became stronger and stronger.

    With the trembling of Dantian, the thought core in the center of Dantian seemed to give out a long sigh, dejected, and then gradually shrink, shrink

    Suddenly, all the auras in his body trembled violently, and a huge feeling of anxiety and worry clearly emanated from these auras.

    Vaguely, there seemed to be countless voices shouting anxiously, kneeling anxiously, praying and praying, panicking all day.

    It seems that something very important and sacred to them is about to leave them.

    The breath of life on Yang Xuan is getting weaker and weaker.

    Suddenly, the aura between heaven and earth also trembled violently. They frantically rushed to Yang Xuan and anxiously wanted to enter Yang Xuan''s body. However, unlike before, without exception, they were blocked outside Yang Xuan''s body and could not enter at all.

    Not only that, the auras originally stored in his body left Yang Xuan slowly at the moment. Although they tried their best to stay, as the core of ideas became smaller and smaller, these auras seemed to be forced out by a force and left reluctantly.

    With the release of aura in Yang Xuan''s body, there was a sudden strong wind between heaven and earth, and the trees were blown upside down and broken.

    At the foot of the mountain, the Yang family looked at each other. They didn''t know what had happened on the mountain.

    Feeling the dissipation of physical strength, Yang Xuan did not have any panic expression. A happy smile appeared on his face. In front of his eyes, he seemed to be smiling at his mother.

    "Xuan''er, come here, my mother is waiting for you!" my mother smiled with infinite tenderness.

    "Niang!" Yang Xuannan involuntarily stretched out his hand, trying to grasp his mother''s warm hand.

    "Xuan''er, come on! My mother is waiting for you! Come on!" my mother continued to smile and stretched out her hand to Yang Xuan.

    "Niang! Wait for xuan''er, xuan''er is coming!" Yang Xuan smiled and smiled happily at the corners of his mouth. He slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed his mother''s hand.

    Mother''s hands are so warm!

    Yang Xuan slowly closed his eyes and a drop of crystal came out of the corner of his eyes.

    At the same time, his life is getting weaker and weaker.

    At this moment, what no one knows is that Yang Xuan finally ushered in the first severe test of his unique cultivation, the test of life and death.

    His mother''s death caused him too much blow. For a time, he lost his nostalgia for life, resulting in mental instability and dissipation of cultivation.

    Xiuzhen''s first step is to repair his mind. If he is confused, the Tao will be confused.

    He''s crazy!

    With the dissipation of Yang Xuan''s breath of life, his face quickly shriveled. The original glittering and translucent skin quickly lost moisture and became wrinkled, dry and ugly.

    Old age spots quickly appeared on his face and body, and mildew spots spread all over his body. At the same time, his long dark hair began to turn white slowly. Finally, all his long hair turned into silver and dispersed with the wind.

    He became an old man in his twilight.

    A young man under the age of 16 turned into a white haired old man in a moment.

    Weird and scary.

    Finally, Yang Xuan breathed out his last breath and slowly stopped breathing. His breath of life dissipated completely without a trace.

    The gloomy breath between heaven and earth disappeared and suddenly dissipated. The back mountain, which had been stormy, fell into silence again.

    I don''t know when the moon quietly hid into the clouds. It seems that she can''t bear to see it again.

    The world fell into a silence and didn''t hear a sound.

    Around Yang Xuan, countless heaven and earth auras fell on their knees. They were crying and crying, and a huge aura of sadness enveloped them.

    Are they guarding the soul for their own king?

    Yang Xuan is not dead yet, but he is not far from death.

    He had only one thought left, which was so weak that it seemed likely to dissipate at any time.

    His eyes were dark. He looked around at a loss and didn''t know where he was.

    "Niang!" he said with difficulty, but found that he couldn''t make any sound.

    "Mother!" he shouted madly.

    It''s still dark around!

    Tears rolled from the corners of his eyes, "mother! Don''t you want xuan''er?"

    Yang Xuan''s voice was empty and muttered to himself.

    Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his eyes showed a look of ecstasy. In front of him, a figure slowly appeared, emitting soft white light, looking at Yang Xuan and smiling gently.

    "Niang!" Yang Xuan was overjoyed and ran frantically to the Taoist shadow!

    However, no matter how he runs or chases, the distance between him and the figure is always so far that it is difficult to get close to a penny.

    But Yang xuansi didn''t mean to give up. He ran after him like a madman, as if he would catch up forever.

    "Xuan''er, listen to me!" the soft white figure suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

    Yang Xuan stopped involuntarily. He looked at the figure with hazy tears and cried, "mother! Mother! Don''t abandon xuan''er, don''t leave xuan''er!"

    The voice was sad, and the listener wept and smelled sad.

    How can the feelings of the two lives be combined into one life? How can it not be heavy?

    There is no hope in front of the loving mother''s door, tears, and the way home is sealed.

    There is no greater tragedy than this.

    The figure slowly stretched out his arm and seemed to touch Yang Xuan''s face, but slowly put it down.

    "Xuan''er, you must listen to your mother! Do you listen to her?"

    "I listen, I listen, I listen to my mother! Don''t leave me!" Yang Xuan cried with tears rolling down, heartbroken.

    The white figure seemed to tremble, and his body became blurred. It seemed that it could dissipate at any time. After a long time, he said, "xuan''er, my mother is not dead! You can save my mother! Only you can save my mother!"

    Yang Xuan was shocked!

    "Xuan''er, only you can save your mother! But now you''ve given up your life. How can you save your mother?" the figure became more and more blurred, and it seemed that even your voice was a lot weaker. It was difficult to say.

    "I can save my mother?" Yang Xuan murmured.

    The figure had faded and was slightly invisible. After the last sound floated out, it finally dissipated with the wind. There was no trace. It seemed that it had never appeared.

    "Live! Save your mother!"

    Live, save my mother! Live

    The sound echoed in the dark space for a long time.

    "Niang!" Yang Xuan shouted. However, no one answered him again.

    His eyes suddenly burst into a pure light, which pierced the darkness in an instant.

    I want to save you!

    A voice rumbled in Yang Xuan''s heart.

    Outside, Yang Xuan, who knelt quietly by the lake, suddenly slowly opened his eyes, and a glimmer of essence flashed in his eyes at dusk.

    In the dark, it seemed that huge and earth shaking cheers came, and all the rich auras around him cheered. They couldn''t help themselves, jumping, laughing and venting their emotions like crazy.

    Never for a moment did Yang Xuan feel the emotions of these auras so clearly. At this moment, he felt the admiration, attachment and worship of these auras to him very clearly!

    Suddenly, he keenly felt that in addition to these auras, there were some green auras wandering not far away, emitting an unparalleled breath of life.

    His eyes turned to there.

    "Boom!" a huge cheering came into his heart. When he looked there, those green auras with great breath of life suddenly produced great excitement.

    They rushed to Yang Xuan''s body with you pushing me. Those auras that had gathered in front of Yang Xuan were cheering now, making way for those green auras.

    Those green auras cheered all the way to Yang Xuan, and then worshipped and worshipped Yang Xuan!

    As excited as the long lost minister finally saw his own king.

    Where did Yang Xuan''s thoughts go? Everywhere he went, all the green auras knelt down and greeted Yang Xuan.

    A smile climbed up Yang Xuan''s face and he smiled.