Chapter 2091 Master and Apprentice

Countless information entered the will, and colorful pictures flashed before my eyes.

Wang Sheng directly broke through the barrier and entered the world.

This is a strange altar, the altar is floating in the void, but it is not lonely, because there are ghostly shadows around the altar, besieging the altar.

It is facing the altar with its teeth and claws, but there is a light curtain around the altar to resist the surrounding phantoms, and it is impossible to break through.

"Master, the energy is almost exhausted, let the disciple go out, the altar cannot be damaged, this is the last hope."

A young man with a stern face spoke calmly. In front of him was an old man covered in bloodstains. He couldn't even maintain cross-legged sitting, and his breath was exhausted to the extreme.

But even in this state, he didn't panic, but there was an unconcealable exhaustion in his brows and eyes.

He looked at the young man and smiled, "You are the only disciple of the teacher, even if the altar is damaged, the teacher will not allow you to die in front of the teacher."

"Son, you have suffered enough, you don't need to bear it anymore."

The old man stood up slowly, and the exhausted aura suddenly filled his body again, bursting out layer by layer, the powerful aura shook the surrounding phantoms, and even retreated countless phantoms in an instant.

The young disciple looked at the old man blankly, with countless complicated emotions in his heart.

He once harbored resentment because his master favored his younger brother, and even forged a wrong root in a wrong choice and betrayed the sect.

In another fatal crisis, he was rescued by his master, and he came to his senses, but it was too late, and the sect was completely destroyed.

Encountered an unimaginable enemy, or in other words, the whole world encountered a terrifying enemy, all sects were destroyed, and the whole world fell into darkness.

He returned to the sect at the last moment, rescued the master, and brought out the last altar of hope.

But now they have reached the final step after all, and the altar can no longer protect them.

What are these things!

The emotions in his heart were almost desperate, but he also had a clear understanding of life and death. He was no longer afraid of life and death, or he was numb.

Watching the master stand up and walk out of the altar slowly, the young man got up and walked out of the altar together.

"Oh, idiot, why is this so?" By the time the old man realized it, it was already too late. There was pity on his face, and he knew that this disciple's life was too miserable.

Now, at the last moment, we are faced with such a desperate world.

What kind of world is this, what kind of world is it!

He suddenly roared, and several long swords flew out from behind his back, splitting the surrounding phantoms instantly, and countless phantoms collapsed directly.

"Today, the old man wants to kill himself!"

Countless sword lights appeared around, condensing a sword formation, enveloping all the phantoms, and then the sword formation shook, directly shattering countless phantoms.

At this moment, the old man grabbed the desperate young man with one hand and the altar with the other, and threw them far away.

"Yuan'er, as long as you live, you will have no regrets as a teacher. Live with the hope of the world."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the breath on his body had dried up again, his body was cracked, and the cracks indicated that it was about to collapse, and the surrounding phantoms appeared again to attack him.

"Master!"

He heard a shrill roar.

"You, these bloody monsters! No!"

Jin Yuan watched his master fall into countless shadows, and some kind of emotion seemed to explode in his heart.

"God, if you really have eyes, I'm willing to give everything to get the power and save Master."

In the young man's heart, there was even a prayer that he despised and disdained in the past.

He heard a faint sound that seemed to come from far away.

"Relax your mind, the deity meets your requirements, and as a price, your physical deity will be used for a period of time."

Before the young man could react, a vast force poured into his body continuously. The young man had never felt such a powerful force, as if the whole world was nothing in front of such a force, and would completely collapse if he moved easily.

The infusion of strength finally stopped, and he seemed to hear that faint voice say something.

"too weak."

He couldn't reflect what the other party was talking about.

Just feeling this power, and at the same time feeling the feeling that the physical body is out of his control, he hastily shouted.

"Save my master, as long as you save my master, I can also give you my soul and true spirit."

Occupying Jin Yuan's body, Wang Sheng raised his head, and he looked at the old man who had been densely wrapped by countless phantoms in front of him.

With a flat face, "Relax."

He lightly raised his finger and tapped it forward, and the countless phantoms immediately shattered into slag and disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

The old man who was already riddled with holes was exposed.

"Master, Master!"

The young man watched all this from the sidelines, and finally felt relieved, and felt that the emotions in his heart had finally exploded, extremely complicated.

The old man opened his eyes blankly, as if he didn't understand what happened. He should be torn apart by countless phantoms, but he only saw his apprentice looking at him with an indifferent expression.

The old man suddenly felt excited, and looked at Wang Sheng with vigilance and anger, "Who are you!"

He realized the truth in an instant.

And suppressing his anger, he calmly talked to Wang Sheng, "Since you saved the old man, it is enough to show that your position is not to be completely against my master and apprentice. If you need to talk in this way, please also possess me." As far as this old man is concerned, my disciple's cultivation base is superficial, and I'm afraid I can't meet your request."

Wang Sheng glanced indifferently at this realm, which is less than that of the Daoist, whose strength has almost exerted the mastery of the Daoist's strength, and shook his head slightly.

"Wang has no interest in you. Wang needs to borrow the physical body of your disciple for a while, and will return it later. As for you, if you don't want to die, then leave here."

"Also, Wang took this thing as a reward for saving you."

Wang Sheng raised the altar fragment in Yang's hand, and stepped away from the void full of ghosts.

The old man's face was gloomy, but he was very calm, knowing that Wang Sheng's strength was not something he could fight against.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name, how can I pick up my disciples."

Wang Sheng's figure had disappeared, and the voice came, like the sound of heaven, endlessly.

"The origin of my name!"

"origin!"

The old man looked around in horror. After Wang Sheng said his name, all the ghosts around him suddenly shattered, as if they were shattered by this name that contained endless mystery.

Can't stand the mystery of the name.