After the Yaozun failed to cross the tribulation

Tianzheng seemed to have lost his ability to think, he stared blankly at Jieluo like a wooden man.

After a long while, he moved his lips: "Xie Ling, you..."

Xie Ling loosened the restraint on Tianzheng, and took a step back: "You are afraid that I will regret it——what should I regret."

He sighed again, seeing that Tianzheng didn't answer, he said helplessly, "You don't have a long mouth or what? If you say those words, will I eat you?"

Xie Ling really wanted to be angry, but he couldn't get angry, and his body was sore and weak, and he didn't have the energy to persist in Tianzheng's concealment.

Tianzheng lowered his eyes, didn't speak, but grabbed Qingling's hand.

Seeing Tianzheng's reaction, Xie Ling felt a little strange, his eyes drooped, his index finger rubbed against his lips, and said, "Why did you say it until now?"

Tian Zheng looked at Jie Beng's face carefully, his throat seemed to be blocked, he made a few difficult swallowing movements, and then said hoarsely: "I...I can't say..."

Xie Ling frowned and thought about it, and he figured it out in an instant, with a pair of eyes of Tiandao staring at him. Originally, what Tianzheng did was against the way of heaven, let alone telling the truth 9000 years later.

"Since this is the case, you have not been cleared of the suspicion. I can only prove to myself that you saved my life, but the reason why I failed to cross the catastrophe." Jie Ling looked at him, "Do you know?"

Tianzheng opened his mouth in vain, and just about to spit out the two words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, the clear sky suddenly changed color, and the dust filled the sky, rolling up wildly, and the sand and stones were flying all of a sudden, the wind seemed to have a sharp blade, And in the dense clouds high above, there was a faint sound of thunder.

Neither of them could see each other clearly, and the yellow sand seemed to be covered in a thick layer of blood.

Tianzheng's face suddenly became ugly, he strangled his throat, bent down, as if extremely unbearable, and even vomited a mouthful of blood.

Jie Beng's hair was messed up, he put his hair behind his ears, exposing a fair neck, gently stroked Tian Zheng's back, said: "I know, don't say it."

Tian Zheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Jie Bone silently.

Once he lost the thought of saying those words, the sky suddenly cleared, the storm dissipated, and only the ground was riddled with ravines, proving that the crazy disaster just now really existed.

Xie Ling said softly, "I'm sorry."

Of course Tianzheng knew that Xie Ling was testing himself, whether he was really restricted by the way of heaven as he said.I am also looking at myself, whether I have lied to him.

Tianzheng didn't feel that Xie Ling needed to apologize to himself at all, he adjusted his state, took a clean knife to wash off the dust and blood on his clothes, and said, "No need."

Xie Beng chuckled, and reached out to him with his palms up.

Tianzheng looked at Xie Ling's movements and looked at him suspiciously.

Xie Ling: "Don't pretend to be stupid, take out Vientiane."

Reluctantly, Tianzheng took out a silver-white long sword from the storage bag, and handed it to Jie Beng expressionlessly.

But if you pull any passerby over, you can tell that he is very unhappy.

Knowing that Tianzheng was angry, Xie Ling stroked the hilt of his sword and raised his eyes to look at him: "Wanxiang is the sword that kills, but it is stained with blood, and you are the tool that kills. If you make too many murders..."

Tianzheng looked at Xie Ling, waiting for him to speak the second half of the sentence.

Xie Bang was really angry with him, smiled meaningfully, turned around, and walked slowly towards the blood-red sunset above the yellow sand.

He inserted Wanxiang into the scabbard behind his back, walked a few steps, and turned sideways again. His black clothes and black hair set him off as white as ice and snow, and he raised his chin at Tianzheng from a distance: "Let's go, go to Xuanwei .”

Tianzheng was far behind, and he could only see the boundless yellow sand, the heat dissipated and steamed upwards, and the round sunset covered the man's body with a layer of gold. At that moment, his heart was as still as water.

The sky is like a dome covering the surrounding fields, and the old lovesick lover does not know.

"Okay." Tianzheng replied firmly, and quickly caught up with Xie Ling.

Liuchuan Valley is full of yellow sand. It is really difficult to find a person who wants to hide in this monotonous environment. Jie Beng has no clue, and the temperature is plummeting again. He is so cold that he rubs his hands.

Looking at him like a squirrel, Tianzheng smiled and said, "The temperature difference between day and night in Liuchuan Valley is really big..."

The tips of his ears and the back of his hands turned red from the cold, he stomped his feet and said, "It's okay, I've been here for a long time, sweet."

Tianzheng was stunned for a moment before trying to understand what Xie Ling was talking about, and chuckled lightly, wanting to bury Xie Ling in his arms.

It's a pity that he is cold iron and can't warm people.

Tianzheng really wanted to remind Jie Beng to use spiritual power to protect his body, but he thought about it, gave up again, and lowered his head to rummage in the storage bag.

After a while, Tianzheng took out many books and dry wood branches.

Jie Luo was dumbfounded: "What are you doing with so many books?"

Tianzheng pursed his lips: "Once I saw a batch of cultivation books with mistakes, so I bought them all."

Xie Ling was amazed.

However, it did provide heating fuel for the solution.

Tianzheng piled the books into a pile, and Xie Ling raised his palm, trying to force his spiritual power to ignite the books.He was drawing out a trace of spiritual power to condense into a ball, gathered in the palm of his hand, but the light had not yet formed, and half of the sky was illuminated in an instant.

Vast spiritual power erupted from his palm, overwhelming mountains and seas, with a majestic momentum, a red fire ditch formed in an instant, and the flames spread like a prairie fire.

Solution: "..."

The sand and rocks on both sides were bombarded, making three loud noises, and went straight into the sky.

Dust and sand flew up, like a string of high mountains uprooted from the ground, with infinite power.

Jie Luo was taken aback, and hastily withdrew his spiritual power, looked at the burning desert with a little helplessness, and murmured: "I didn't do it on purpose..."

Tianzheng looked at the books that had turned into ashes on the ground by the moonlight, and his lips moved slightly: "You can use spiritual power to protect your body without having to light a fire."

Xie Beng was used to living a poor life, but he suddenly became rich, and he still couldn't adapt to it.

Tianzheng watched him run his spiritual power on his body like a child getting a new toy, but he was too unfamiliar and couldn't get the point for a long time. Tianzheng saw that his expression was a little downcast and his cheeks were flushed from the cold, so he took the lead in putting on him. spiritual power.

Xie Ling suddenly felt a warm feeling coming from his body, he raised his head in astonishment, and stopped his playful experiment.

"It's embarrassing," Jie Beng sighed comfortably, and then frowned again, "I'm really not used to it, and I can't control it well... I almost forgot what it feels like to be full of spiritual power."

Tian Zheng looked at the tongue of fire in the dark night, raised his hand and released his spiritual power to gradually suppress it, and was about to say something to comfort Jie Beng, when suddenly his eyes froze and he shouted angrily: "Who!"

Xie Ling obviously also sensed the approach of a strange breath, Wanxiang was out of its sheath, and the blade was as clear and merciless as water.

The man was as erratic as a ghost, and he was not surprised to see that he had already exposed his whereabouts. Instead, he appeared frankly, stood ten steps away from the two of them, and spoke in an indistinguishable voice: "Don't worry about it, I'm sorry for you." No malice."

With his keen senses, Xie Luo sensed that the other party was a demon.

Moreover, it is a demon with profound and unpredictable cultivation base. Jie Ling might be able to fight this demon at his peak, but now he is still far away.

Xie Beng lowered his voice: "Who are you?"

The visitor was wearing night clothes, all the skin was covered, leaving only a pair of black eyes.

Xie Luo met his eyes, and suddenly felt that these eyes were somewhat familiar, like the cold pupils of a poisonous snake.

The visitor said: "You don't need to know, it's useless if you know, I just came to give you something."

After finishing speaking, a letter appeared out of thin air between his fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said provocatively, "Do you dare to come and get it?"

Tianzheng sneered, his surroundings suddenly lit up, and the golden light and the unextinguished flames hid each other. His spiritual power spread out of his body, bringing up a strong wind, and a bunch of spiritual power gradually turned into hundreds of beams, gathered in the sky, and turned into sharp Sword Qi aimed at the mysterious man in black.

Jie Ling stood half a step behind Tianzheng, looking at his side face: "Don't worry, I don't feel murderous."

The mysterious man clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "That's right, no matter what, you have to listen to your master. A slave who bites people like crazy will be dealt with."

Xie Beng raised his eyelids to look at him, and secretly stroked Tianzheng's back, signaling him to be calm and calm.

Tianzheng lowered his eyes, dispersed the sword energy, and stood aside.

Xie Luo carelessly caressed the blade of Wanxiang, and said, "I believe you have no intention of being hostile to us, but whatever you do, you have to show some...sincerity."

Before Xie Ling could finish his sentence, in the last three words, each word was written one by one, and the blade was sharp, and he stabbed towards the mysterious man.

The mysterious man was accidentally hit. The first two hits hit him in the abdomen and shoulder respectively. Blood oozes from the wound, but he reacted very quickly, with strange steps on his feet and flexible body. Three strikes with the life-threatening sword, and the backhand directly grabbed Xie Lu's throat, but the magnificent sword energy from Xie Lu missed the target, and hit the sand. The hot sand burst out with a "boom", and the wind brought Some scalding temperature.

Xie Ling flicked away the blood on the tip of the sword indifferently, and said coldly: "I'm really sorry, even if you come to be my slave, I don't think you are worthy."

The mysterious man let out an inexplicable smile: "It turns out that a pair of master and servant don't know good from bad."

Xie Beng sneered: "To know what is good or bad, we have to see who the other party is. Also, we are not masters and servants." As soon as he finished speaking, Vientiane burst out with a fatal move, and the blood-red brilliance reflected on Xie Bone's eyebrows and eyes, which set off perfectly. He is more ruthless and cruel.

Tian Zheng looked up at Xie Ling in astonishment when he heard the stabbing words.

The mysterious man sneered, facing each other with palms together, but black mist gathered between them.He seemed to have expected Jie Beng's moves, he was very familiar with Jie Beng's footwork and sword moves, and bombarded towards the foothold of Jie Beng's sword moves without stopping.

Xie Ling was blocked, he felt suspicious, he stopped, but fortunately he didn't intend to make this move, turned around, the yellow sand was shaken up under his feet, he raised his hand, and went straight to the mysterious man's veil.

The mysterious man really didn't think that Jie Beng was just bluffing, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

Xie Bone's hand caught nothing, and the head of the mysterious man turned into a mass of disembodied black smoke when Xie Bone attacked. Xie Bone's cold white hand penetrated the layer of smoke.

The mysterious man didn't stay any longer, his laughter echoed in the sky, his whole body turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated.

A letter left on the ground.

Xie Ling and Tian Zheng looked at each other, pursed their lips and bent over to pick up the letter.

There are two rows of large characters on the letter:

Beware of the Palace of Seven Stars and those closest to you.

Xie Ling glanced at Tianzheng, and the letter in his hand instantly turned into ashes.