The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 1000 Identity!

Now, encountering such a scene again, Song Wanning exudes a terrifying aura.

Various forces surged within her consciousness, and she felt a burning sensation in her chest.

Immortal Venerable Moyang noticed her unusual behavior, his heart sank, and he stepped forward to press down on Song Wanning's shoulder.

An aura belonging to Immortal Venerable Moyang rushed towards us.

It possesses a calm yet reassuring power.

But Song Wanning's eyes remained gloomy, with red corners at the corners, as she stared intently at the figure.

She let out a long breath and finally forced herself to calm down.

At the same time, they began searching for various possible alternatives to Feng Jiuxiao.

However, after thinking it over and over, she could only think of one method.

If you can't get into the formation, then you can only wait for the other side to come out.

The best way is to let that person achieve their wish before Feng Jiuxiao gets into trouble.

Thinking of this, her breathing became even more unstable.

Immortal Venerable Moyang was taken aback, but then seemed to understand something, a knowing glint flashing in his lowered eyes.

They then simply cooperated.

"Don't rush!"

He remained as sparing with words as ever, but the concern in his eyes was undisguised.

Song Wanning forced herself to endure it, but in her heart she was thinking that her acting skills would eventually be exposed.

The other party will definitely not be easily fooled.

So she simply lowered her psychological defenses and let herself truly "become obsessed".

As for the consequences, she couldn't predict them either.

The whip continued to lash, striking Feng Jiuxiao's body with cruel malice.

Seemingly dissatisfied with this, the man took out a long sword and stabbed it towards Feng Jiuxiao.

"puff--"

The sound of skin tearing open seemed to be magnified a hundred times at that moment.

Song Wanning felt a sudden tightness in her chest, and was completely overwhelmed by a surge of anger.

She no longer stood idly by and charged towards the array's brutal attack.

Immortal Venerable Moyang frowned and immediately stepped forward, trying to stop her.

"Calm down!"

He grabbed Song Wanning's right hand, preventing her from impulsively falling into the other party's trap.

But Song Wanning, with red eyes, shook off his hand and continued to attack the formation.

Her eyes were dangerous, flashing with endless killing intent. When she started fighting, she was almost completely disorganized, only focused on breaking the formation.

"Wan Ning!!"

Feng Jiuxiao could no longer maintain his initial composure, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

She knew all too well what this person wanted to do.

She knows Song Wanning too well.

Ironically, this tactic actually worked on her!

But the more this was the case, the more she couldn't let Song Wanning go astray.

"Wan Ning, hurry up and go, I'll be alright!"

"You believe me!"

She took a deep breath and shouted at Song Wanning.

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning glanced at her, and then her actions became even more frantic.

The figure behind him suddenly chuckled softly.

"You guys... are really interesting."

Feng Jiuxiao didn't understand the meaning behind her words, nor did he want to.

She desperately tried to signal to Song Wanning with her eyes, hoping that Song Wanning would leave.

But Song Wanning ignored it and stubbornly continued to attack the formation.

The formation was inherently stubborn; under her impact, it only trembled a few times without suffering any damage whatsoever.

Song Wanning was anxious; she couldn't wait, nor could she wait any longer.

It is even necessary to speed things up and allow for a reasonable "inner demon possession".

Otherwise, Feng Jiuxiao would have suffered even more.

"Song Wanning!!" Immortal Venerable Moyang suddenly shouted in a deep voice and grabbed the crazed Song Wanning.

"Calm down!"

"We can find a way!"

At this moment, an uncontrollable panic rose in the heart of Immortal Venerable Moyang.

He couldn't tell whether Song Wanning was truly "crazy" or just putting on an act.

But he was worried that Song Wanning would really become possessed by evil because of this, and then everything would be ruined.

Immortal Venerable Moyang could not accept that such a thing had happened.

Song Wanning raised her bloodshot eyes and stared straight at him, saying each word clearly, "If you want to help me, don't stop me."

"Otherwise, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

She spoke softly, yet with an unprecedented resolve.

Hearing this, Immortal Venerable Moyang felt a tremor in his heart.

Even though he knew Song Wanning was lying, he still felt uneasy.

He couldn't even bear to imagine Song Wanning ignoring him anymore.

He hesitated for a moment, his face grim, before finally releasing Song Wanning's arm.

Song Wanning lowered her eyes and then launched a frantic attack on the formation.

"Heh, I never thought our Immortal Venerable Moyang would have this day."

The man suddenly stopped wielding his sword and mocked Immortal Venerable Moyang.

But if you listen carefully, you can still hear the bitterness and resentment in the other person's words.

At that moment, Song Wanning paused for a moment and then suddenly raised her head.

Immortal Venerable Moyang's expression also darkened, and almost instantly he called out in a cold voice, "Gong Yuanhua."

The tone was entirely affirmative, without any questioning.

The surrounding air instantly became still, and Feng Jiuxiao spat out a mouthful of blood.

She had wanted to tell Song Wanning the identity of the person behind her for a long time, but she was under a restriction. Whenever she mentioned the name, she would be interrupted, so she couldn't remind her at all.

Fortunately, Immortal Venerable Moyang guessed her identity, which is wonderful!

"Ha, you still managed to see through me."

The man slowly removed his mask, his piercing eyes sweeping across Song Wanning and Immortal Venerable Moyang's faces.

It was Gong Yuanhua.

"Mo Yang, I'm so glad you recognized me."

"real."

Even though she only said something sarcastic, Mo Yang could immediately guess her identity. How could that not be a kind of tacit understanding?

Mo Yang still has feelings for her.

Her eyes softened considerably.

"Gong Yuanhua!"

Suddenly, Song Wanning's voice cut in from the side, filled with boundless anger.

Based on their previous interactions, she had mistakenly thought Gong Yuanhua was a broad-minded person, only to find out that she had resorted to such dirty tricks behind her back.

"You dare call me by my name?"

Gong Yuanhua's face suddenly darkened, and a ruthless glint appeared in her eyes.

Her once beautiful face now looked utterly repulsive.

Immortal Venerable Mo Yang's expression turned cold, and he silently shielded Song Wan Ning behind him, his protective intent making no attempt to conceal itself.

"If you have a fire, come at me."

He stared coldly at Gong Yuanhua, his hand gripping the longsword so tightly that the veins on his wrist were slightly visible.

Hundreds of years ago, when his cultivation level was still low, Gong Yuanhua was already an elder of Wuyang Palace.

She has a lot of suitors.

But for some inexplicable reason, she fell for him and used every means at her disposal.

After being rejected by him each time, Gong Yuanhua broke down and drugged him.

If his master hadn't suddenly appeared and saved him from danger, who knows what might have happened later.

From that time on, he cultivated even more diligently, so that he would not be hindered by anyone.

Their next meeting was at the Sumeru Battlefield.

He still loathed Gong Yuanhua as always, but he stood by her side without leaving her side, just to prevent her from having the opportunity to harm Song Wanning.