In the darkness, there was a long silence.
After Luo Jianqing finished saying this, he didn't take the initiative to speak again. All he can do has been done, and the next thing he needs is to give the other person time to think. As Cang Ruo Yaozun said just now, Senior Mo Qing hoped that he could help him. Luo Jianqing knew that this was a great opportunity.
The strength of Cang Ruo Yaozun has long been at the peak of the sky. Thirty thousand years ago, he was even stronger than Mo Qing, only second to Jiu Lian.
Moreover, Cang Ruo Yaozun is a divine beast.
Divine beasts have possessed many secret methods since ancient times, and when each divine beast is born, it will have a natural memory inheritance. Countless secrets are hidden in their blood, and accumulated from generation to generation. This kind of power is complicated and terrifying. After generations of accumulation, it can be said that human beings can't imagine it.
So to this day, the sixty-three demon venerables have long since disappeared, not to mention the appearance of the body, and even a last word can't be said. But Cang Ruo Yaozun can still appear, can release the same coercion as 30,000 years ago, and can trap Luo Jianqing for so long.
After a long time, it may be an hour, a day, or a year.
Luo Jianqing finally heard Cang Ruo Yaozun's low voice: "Do you know what Mo Qing left in that ring."
Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and said respectfully: "Junior doesn't know." Neither asking nor curious, Luo Jianqing knew that if Cangruo Yaozun wanted to say it, he would naturally say it.
Sure enough, Cang Ruo said, "He said that Jiu Lian is not dead."
Luo Jianqing's eyes widened, but immediately thought of the Qinglian natal lamp in the forbidden area of Yuxiao Peak, and he suddenly closed his heart again.
Cang Ruo said: "Three thousand avenues, me and other mortals only take the practice of cultivation, but we are already fighting against the sky. Thirty thousand years ago, more than 100 of us died here, and even Mo Qing was buried here. The bones are here. But Jiu Lian is still not dead. What exactly did he do, Mo Qing never told the deity, but he hopes that the deity will know, if you can cultivate to the seventh level of "Nine Lotus Capture the Sky", then Your chances of winning the sky are bound to be higher than Jiulian."
With a sudden movement in his heart, Luo Jianqing couldn't help but ask: "Senior, the talent of the younger generation is not as good as that of Jiulian Patriarch."
Cang Ruo said lightly: "You are only seventy years old, and you have such a realm. You are not as good as him."
Luo Jianqing was suddenly dumbfounded.
How could he say that his cultivation was basically the result of taking Li Xiuchen's chance over and over again to reach such a state
Luo Jianqing turned his eyes and thought for a while, then looked away. This kind of chance is something you are fighting for. Li Xiuchen got so many opportunities in his previous life, and many of them were snatched from others, and he died in the end. In this life, he stole Li Xiuchen's chance, and it was his own, so he didn't need to worry about it.
However, Luo Jianqing still said: "I am afraid that the comprehension of the younger generation is far less than that of Jiulian Master."
A set of "Nine Lotus Original Heart Records" can make Taihua Mountain Yuxiao Peak surpass other monks, not to mention the more terrifying set of "Nine Lotus Capture the Heavens". Luo Jianqing has spent his entire life effort, and I am afraid he cannot create such a powerful technique.
Cang Ruo didn't take it seriously, and his loud voice continued to spread in the darkness: "Mo Qing's calculation of the way of heaven far exceeds that of the deity and Jiu Lian. Since he said that your chance of success is greater than that of Jiu Lian, it is natural that Really. In the future, whether it is someone else helping you win the sky, or you only rely on your own strength to win the sky, as long as the result is successful, there will be no other worries.”
"But senior..."
Luo Jianqing's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief.
I saw in this boundless darkness, a huge eye slowly appeared. These eyes are the size of Luo Jianqing alone, and the pure golden pupils seem to have golden sand flowing. Only the pupil in the middle is pure snow white, like a full moon, which suddenly appears in front of Luo Jianqing. .
The roar of thunder echoes with the roar of the dragon.
"Do you want to transform into a dragon?"
When Luo Jianqing escaped from this boundless darkness, he saw a figure in white.
Seeing him, Xuan Lingzi immediately flew over and pulled him behind him, carefully checking his injuries.
Luo Jianqing's face was pale, and there was not a trace of blood on his lips, and his eyes were looking at Xuan Lingzi. His lips moved, and he tried to speak, but he only murmured a sound and closed his eyes in pain.
Xuan Lingzi's fingers trembled, he put his right hand around Luo Jianqing and retracted his left hand from Luo Jianqing's waist. He lowered his head very slowly and stared at his left hand in a daze, only to see that the palm of his hand was full of blood, almost getting wet with thick blood.
"Going clear!"
Luo gradually closed his eyes and passed out completely.
A green shirt was dyed red with blood. When the demon was hunted down at the eleventh sea, Luo Jianqing's back was gouged out with a large piece of flesh. When he came to the extreme north from the Eleventh Sea, Luo Jianqing ate a lot of medicinal pills, and at the same time used his spiritual power to heal his injuries, which made most of the injuries on his back healed.
But now, his back has been completely torn open again.
Taking the spine as a line, the wound was torn from the back of the neck to the caudal vertebra, as if it had been split by a sharp blade. Even though the wound had been smothered, the blood that flowed was still on the back. The wound was blocked by clothes and could not be seen, but some pain could be felt without looking at it.
This is almost splitting the whole person alive, and then sewing it up!
Xuan Lingzi clenched his long sword, his eyes were red, and he glared at the golden dragon in front of him. Countless wounds have been cut on the dragon's body. During the period when Luo Jianqing was swallowed by the giant dragon, Xuan Lingzi kept fighting with the giant dragon outside.
Cang Ruo Yaozun has fallen for 30,000 years, but its remnant soul is also powerful enough to turn the world upside down.
Xuan Lingzi was already injured, and if he hadn't been reluctant to give up, he might not be able to support it any longer.
But now, he finally saw his disciple, but what he saw was the disciple who was so seriously injured. How could it not hurt his heart so much that he wanted to die with this evil dragon and smash it to pieces!
Xuan Lingzi carefully handed the unconscious Luo Jianqing to Venerable Yuqingzi, and then flew back to face the evil dragon.
Under the boundless sky, a golden dragon hovered in the blue sky, and a pair of golden pupils stared at Xuan Lingzi. At this moment, a strong murderous aura surged from the latter's body. This terrifying killing intent has condensed into a solid body, crushed the air, and the coercion spread to a range of hundreds of miles!
Xuan Lingzi raised his sword and moved forward: "Why hurt him."
The giant dragon spit out thunder: "Are you also the descendant of Jiulian?"
Xuan Lingzi's eyes were cold: "Why hurt him!"
The giant dragon swept its long tail and hit Xuan Lingzi directly, and the two were instantly entangled with each other.
The battle of the top-notch power shakes the world and shakes the earth. The rubble that collapsed from the Kushan Mountains was hit by the aftermath of their fight, and it became debris all over the ground. With the exception of Lao Dujuetian, the other venerables of the two clans stepped back vigilantly, avoiding the attack range of these two people.
Xuan Lingzi's sword only had the chill of the sky, beckoning to kill the opponent, but the giant dragon was merciless, attracting countless thunders and smashing on Xuan Lingzi's body. The two were inseparable, and the power of the giant dragon was obviously more powerful than when it devoured Luo Jianqing just now, and once forced Xuan Lingzi to a desperate situation.
At the end, Xuan Lingzi sprayed the sword with a mouthful of golden blood essence, and suddenly, the sword energy was nine thousand feet!
The seemingly simple and unpretentious sword, but with a violent sword intent, attacked Cangruo Yaozun strongly.
Seeing this, Du Juetian opened his eyes wide and immediately took action to stop him: "Xuan Lingzi, how dare you!"
However, the power of this sword was beyond Dujuetian Lao's expectations. He was hit by this sword, only blocking 50% of his power, and the remaining 50% stabbed into the dragon's heart, causing it to let out a painful sound. Long Yin was beaten to the ground.
Xuan Lingzi turned into a stream of light, stepped directly on the bloody heart of the giant dragon, and the long sword was about to be stabbed.
"Cang Ruo Yaozun!" Du Jue Tian Lao shouted in horror.
The giant dragon suddenly transformed into a handsome man, reaching out and holding the Xuanling Sword. The blade pierced his palm, and blood kept pouring out. Xuan Lingzi didn't give the opponent a chance to catch his breath, silently chanted the incantation, and stabbed again with a sword. This time, the sword broke his heart and completely pierced into Cangruo Yaozun's chest.
However... there is no demon pill here, even though the Xuan Lingjian has pierced his heart, Cang Ruo Yaozun still just spit out blood without any weakening of his breath.
Xuan Lingzi frowned and retracted his sword.
Lying on his back on this earth, Cang Ruo Yaozun looked at the sky and said nothing.
Du Jue Tian Lao shivered with his fingers, hurried over, and instilled his own demon power into Cangruo Yaozun's body, but was surprised to find that his demon power was not accepted by the other party at all. Du Jue Tian Lao said in a hoarse voice: "Demon Lord!"
Cang Ruo Yaozun turned his eyes slightly, looked at Du Jue Tian Lao, and said in a low voice: "You are... the little stone monster of the Second Sea?"
Du Jue Tian Lao kept nodding his head.
This scene is extremely funny at any time. An old man with gray hair looked sincerely at a young man, with tears in his eyes, and his body was constantly shaking.
Xuan Lingzi looked at them silently.
Cang Ruo Yaozun sighed and smiled slightly: "You have also reached the heavenly rank."
"Demon Lord!"
"Remember that 30,000 years ago, you were just a little demon with a newborn mind. I never imagined that you have reached the heavenly level... That's great, the future demon clan will see yours."
Dujue Tianlao still tried his best to instill his demon power into Cang Ruo Yaozun's body, but Cang Ruo sighed softly and used invisible power to stop his actions. He said indifferently: "I don't know when the heart of this deity and the demon pill have been taken away by others, you don't have to do useless work. The deity died 30,000 years ago, and after death, you can still do something for the younger generation of our family. It's useful."
Without the demon pill, the demon beast would not be able to cultivate demon power at all, let alone accept the demon power of others.
"Demon Lord!"
Not far away, the Human Race and the Monster Race Venerables also rushed over, surrounded not far away, and never advanced.
Cang Ruo Yaozun ignored these people. He looked at the boundless sky, and his eyes gradually showed a trace of daze. The sky gradually became clear, the clouds stretched, and the yellow sand that had pervaded the extreme north for more than ten years gradually dissipated.
After staring for a long time, Cang Ruo Yaozun murmured: "Zi Song..."
At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Senior Cang Ruo, have you ever seen a dragon!"
Cang Ruo lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the young man who was gradually approaching. I saw Luo Jianqing staggering, unable to straighten his waist, but stubbornly walked towards this side. He said: "30,000 years ago, when you and Zi Song Yaozun went to the extreme north, you once placed the dragon eggs of both of you on the Dragon Island to set up a barrier. The younger generation once saw a dragon, He looks seven parts similar to you, and also somewhat similar to Zi Song Yaozun."
Cang Ruo's eyes widened suddenly, but beside him, Du Jue Tian Lao lowered his head silently.
When he saw Cang Ruo Yaozun's body, Du Jue Tian Lao was completely stunned and was speechless for a while.
Thirty thousand years ago, Dujue Tianlao was just a little demon who had just developed his intelligence. He had a relationship with the two Venerables on the Second Sea, and was fortunate to get the guidance of Cang Ruo Yaozun. The appearance of the Venerable has long faded in his memory. When he sees it again now, Du Juetian is very remorseful. He just hates... He didn't take action earlier, and Jin Li was insulted so much.
Cang Ruo Yaozun was silent for a long time, then whispered: "What's his... name?"
"Jin Li!"
Cang Ruo Yaozun whispered: "Jin Li..."
"It turns out that his name is Jin Li."
Low laughter echoed in this vast and boundless northern land, and slowly, everyone saw Cang Ruo Yaozun's figure gradually fade away. Luo Jianqing stared at this scene in a daze. He watched the once powerful, heroic and fearless Venerable, turned into yellow sand.
The wind blew gently, and the yellow sand lifted up and disappeared with the wind.