"Boy, I told you so much, do you understand?"
In the corner, Luo Qiuer was communicating with Luo Xingchen's consciousness.
She has spoken a lot in lengthy speeches, and the expressions on her face are also ever-changing.
However, Luo Xingchen, no matter what, was like a rock, very calm.
"Understood." Luo Xingchen said seriously.
Luo Qiu'er frowned and said coldly: "In the future, you don't approach the war clan, stay away from them, especially Lin Zhantian. I don't care what hatred you have with him. In your life, it will be difficult to surpass him, he But the pseudo-god-level bloodline that appeared only once in the war clan for a long time is more powerful than the imperial-level bloodline."
Luo Xingchen remained indifferent, but nodded stupidly: "Okay!"
However, Luo Qiu'er heard a trace of disdain from his tone.
"This kid, so stubborn!"
Luo Qiu'er was also a little helpless.
"Everyone, you are looking back now, there is still time, really want to go to the Heavenly Sword Sect with me?" Luo Xingchen scanned the people and asked in a deep voice.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense."
Emperor Qiong is boundless, walked in front of Luo Xingchen, smiled slightly, and said: "Now, can I still call you Junior Brother? You have helped Daofeng Continent to do a lot of things.
I heard that you have many legends.
You have been a legend since the first day you came to Wuque Dao Palace!
Don't always think that what you can do, we can't do it! As a warrior, life and death are up to you!
It's all here, no matter how strong his Heavenly Sword Sect is! Fuck him! "
Luo Xingchen and Huang Qiong looked at each other with domineering eyes.
He felt the great passion!
Suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised to return to Haitianya, the sword emperor inheritance, Zhanyuan Crazy Saber!
Now, it seems that a suitable candidate has been found!
Luo Xingchen stopped talking.
He turned around and walked ahead, so this group of people, Hao Hao, completely entered the territory of the Heavenly Sword Continent.
At the same time, the vast silver palace, Heavenly Sword Sect—
A young man was pale and sick.
He coughed gently and crawled out of the coffin.
With a lightly clenched fist, the majestic strength in his body has reached the level of the spirit abyss.
And his age is probably about the same as Emperor Qiong.
This sickly young man seemed to have a distorted personality, his entire face was never expressionless, but all his emotions could be conveyed through his eyes.
Tired of ordinary life, he decided to change his fate against the sky.
This young man walked out of the secret room one step at a time, to the tall sword palace.
Wherever he went, everyone treated him respectfully and silently.
His gaze swept toward the Heavenly Sword Sect Master Hall.
But seeing a bunch of people kneeling on the ground, their heads down, panicked.
On the silver chair in front of him, there was an illusory figure that looked like reality.
The terrifying coercion can make these heavens and humans breathless.
The sick young man looked at this high man with calm eyes.
His eyes were frozen in a cage again, and there was a little girl in green clothes, locked inside, shivering, and murmured in her mouth: "Brother... Sister... Little Blue..."
I could only hear that from the high platform, a majestic voice came out: "North Vietnam! Nanjun! Didn't you go looking for the sacred artifacts
With so many people, Haohao went to an intermediate plane, where's the holy artifact? "
"Sect Master, Saint Artifact, we didn't find it, but we have another harvest! This little girl is the incarnation of Qingyang Shenmu! He must be helpful to Young Sect Master's illness!"
"Humph! Then how did Lu Tianyou die?"
"He is self-defeating! He has to touch Thunder Tribulation and despise the way of heaven!"
"Well, Nian is that you found the Qingyang Shenmu for Hua'er. The death penalty is unavoidable, and the merits and demerits cannot be offset! Go to Shifeng Cliff and think about it!
"Yes, I'll wait to know what's wrong!"
As a result, these chilling people rushed out quickly, rushing out.
These two heavens and humans are still very calm.
Because they know that the suzerain kills them, it is a kind of loss of strength.
They flew over and walked out of this hall.
"Hua'er, it's all here, come and see, can this Qingyang Shenmu treat your condition?"
Zhou Hua had no expression on his face, walked to the iron cage that held Qing'er, held on to Tie Zhu, and smiled evilly: "Hahaha..."
His laughter was a bit hoarse, withdrawn, and ruthless.
Qing'er opened her eyes, very frightened, and quickly crawled back, curled up in the corner, covering her head, not daring to raise it.
"Open the iron cage! Can she still run away?"
Zhou Hua smiled coldly, disdainfully.
Immediately, someone opened the iron cage.
The iron cage was taken back, and Qing'er was even more panicked and lost and helpless.
Then, in the hall, someone smiled and mentioned: "Young Sect Master, you can refine her directly! It will definitely be of great benefit!"
Zhou Hua glanced at the heavenly human realm, and said indifferently: "Refining? This is a rebirth spiritual creature. Refining her is too wasteful."
So, the next moment, Zhou Hua directly picked up Qing'er's hair as if he was carrying something, sneered, and then dragged it onto a table!
Qing'er was in terrible pain, crying and screaming, desperate for life.
"Stop calling!"
Slapped Qing'er's face with a slap, and slammed her small face directly on the table, bleeding her head!
Qinger struggled, but to no avail, she couldn't control Zhou Hua at all.
The two are not a level.
Zhou Hua saw Qing'er trembling and struggling, he said coldly: "If you move again, I will eat you!"
Qinger's body was stiff, like a fool, with tears streaming down her face, she held back her tears, her eyes were so full of tears, so pitiful.
However, for Zhou Hua, these are not important.
Zhou Hua then slowly drew a short knife from his waist and smiled strangely, so cold and dead.
Inside the hall, there was silence.
"Little sister... Don't be afraid, just a moment, it won't hurt. Haha..."
Zhou Hua's knife was smashed down fiercely!
"Crack!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Qinger's face was pale, she cried bitterly, screamed so miserably, so helpless!
One of her delicate arms was separated from the body in this way!
Zhou Hua held her broken arm, stuck out her tongue, and licked the wound, extremely greedy.
After a long time, Qing'er recovered and held back her tears. Her pretty face turned pale and her breath was weak. She looked at Zhou Hua with an innocent look, and said with a trembling, "I helped you, will you thank me..."
This sentence made Zhou Hua a stunned, and then he smiled evilly: "Hey, of course, little sister, I will definitely thank you. You take care of your injury, next month, I will cut off your other arm. Then cut off your two legs! I want to stay with your head, because I still hope you can continue to grow, you will make me medicinal herbs in the future! Haha...hahaha..."
The cold and wild laughter is so harsh.
Qing'er was so frightened that she was shaking and sobbing constantly, but in this hall, no one said kind words, no one sympathized...
If the sky is sentimental, the sky is also old!
But people, shouldn't they be a bit human
In order to save his wife, Lei Jie chopped off Qing'er's arm.
But Lei Jie knows his favor, and he protects the young man. After many years, he came back. He helped Qinger and awakened his talent!
Luo Xingchen only used Qing'er's medicinal properties to save Yue Wushuang, and Luo Xingchen treated Qing'er as his own sister.
However, these people today, alas...
At this moment, Luo Xingchen and his party were wading through mountains and rivers, searching for news everywhere.
They are finally getting closer and closer to the Sky Sword Sect!
"Qing'er, wait a minute, I'll be there soon!" The closer Luo Xingchen got here, the more anxious he became.
Yue Wushuang was equally uneasy, unable to calm down.
On their way, they passed an ancient city tens of thousands of miles long!
Only one is comparable to a king-level force.
Seeing this, there are many warriors, stepping like flying, all rushing to the same direction!
This group of warriors are aggressive and full of fighting spirit.
They flew quickly while talking and laughing.
"Haha... Planar war, interesting, this may be an opportunity for Lao Tzu to rise!"
"I heard that this time, the Holy Spirit Continent really and the Heavenly Sword Continent are dead! Because of the uneven distribution of resources! Both parties often go to the other's plane to plunder! Everyone has reason, no one can tell!"
"I heard that there will be a one-on-one fair duel this time. Those who win will get rich rewards! My combat effectiveness is pretty good, I'm going to decide!"
"Shoo, hoo..."
In the ancient city, people came and went, and there was a lot of traffic.
Luo Xingchen didn't care about these words at all, he just wanted to rush to the Heavenly Sword Sect as quickly as possible.
But Wu Yuanzhang, Beifeng and others all looked solemn.
"Planar war, we haven't encountered it in a long time!"
"It turns out that there are so many troubled times between the world and the earth. Our Baichuan Continent is still calm."
"Hall Master, it must be very difficult to succeed this time! Unless, he can join the plane war and win! Otherwise, I think it is not easy for us to move the Heavenly Sword Sect!"
…
To a certain place, less than a thousand miles away from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
On this road, there were spirit beasts everywhere, and they would come out to bite passersby at every turn.
They gathered in a group and crawled forward!
The spirit beasts jumped out like mad dogs, and if you don't say anything, they bite when you see people.
But in front of the powerhouses, these are cannon fodder, and they die when they come up, and there is no chance to regret it.
But seeing the front, two figures, high above.
They hovered in the air, glancing at these cross-border visitors indifferently.
One of them shouted loudly: "The front is the site of the Heavenly Sword Sect, everyone stopped!"
However, Luo Xingchen and the others, as if they could not hear at all, continued to walk forward calmly.
The two men looked at their gloomy expressions, and their hearts sank.
"Not good, the person who came is not good, go back and report it!"
These two people are both in the realm of heaven and human, they moved very fast, and in a flash, they left here!
Lan Yuan approached Luo Xingchen and said solemnly: "They should be members of the Heavenly Sword Sect, why not just kill them!"
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "I just want to get Qing'er back. If Qing'er is okay, they let go of them obediently, that's fine, if something happens to Qing'er. Ka..."
Lan Yuan immediately understood, nodded, and flew forward.
At the same time, somewhere, there was a vision in the sky!
Purple Demon, Venerable Thunder Blade, Shepherd Boy, at the same time advance to the realm of heaven and human!
A storm is brewing...