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Dazed only for a moment, but these few seconds seem to be as long as several years of spring and autumn.

Du Zhilan imagined many kinds of endings after this night in his heart, but he never expected it to be like this. He is heartless and categorical!

With a pale face, he slowly picked up the two broken branches, just staring at them silently, without saying a word for a long time.

On the smooth forehead, the majestic king's seal loomed faintly, the bloody eyes echoed the anger in his eyes, and the fragile branches trembled in his hands, as if they could be pinched by Du Zhilan in a fit of anger anytime, anywhere. Smash!

"No!" His complexion changed, and he changed his clothes as quickly as possible, regardless of the night's unrestrained discomfort behind him.

"That wishing well! Maybe it's the ghost of this thing!"

The mark of the king's seal on his forehead faded with his calmness, Du Zhilan forced himself to suppress the worst thought to the end, and even found the most possible excuse to comfort his flustered heart, Duanmei was stuffed into his arms, There is still some magic power left on it, Jianqing must not have gone too far.

He yelled at the well water resentfully: "I won't let it go!"

The oscillating sound waves caused slight ripples in the well water, which quickly disappeared, just like a pool of stagnant water in the past.

Du Zhilan's eyelids twitched, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran out of the cave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the cave, the strange and dangerous atmosphere of the outside world passed through his body instantly, and the monster's natural keen perception of threats made Du Zhilan's hairs stand on end.

"What the hell happened?"

He looked up at the distant sky in shock, the huge incomparably dark vortex, like a black hole, entrenched above the ninth heaven, layers of black clouds collided and conquered each other, sending out deafening thunder.

It was as if the whole world had been plunged into darkness, with no light and no hope.

What catches the eye is precisely the most spectacular scene, countless golden lightning bolts galloping like dragons, piercing through the sky!

There were bursts of sharp cracking noises from the friction with the air, and the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch the trajectory with the naked eye.

This is just a wave, there is only a few breaths of time between the pauses, and countless thunder and lightning are rolling down...

"This... what is this..." Du Zhilan stared nervously and vigilantly at the distant celestial sign vision, that magnificent, majestic and majestic aura, he just took a look at it, and a completely helpless feeling arose from the bottom of his heart. A sense of weakness against which to resist.

That is the majesty of heaven, the wrath of heaven.

Reason told him that he should stay away from that land of right and wrong immediately, the farther the better, even if he was protected by the spirits of the White Tiger God and the Fire Lotus Demon Emperor, he might not be able to escape under such extremely terrifying thunder. The end of the ashes.

But there was another voice in his heart urging him—Jian Qing was probably there!

"Damn it!" Du Zhilan scolded angrily, but he didn't know who he was scolding.

He touched Duanmei, whose mana was gradually fading in his bosom, gritted his teeth and decided to run away in the direction of Jieyun.

……

Jian Qing had already gone as far as possible, but unfortunately the sky waited for no one, and almost didn't even give him the time to make a cup of tea, so he couldn't wait to send down a thunderbolt.

The lightning surrounded by golden light was surrounded by thick black and almost viscous thunder, scrambling to hit him first.

Even if there is a magical weapon like the Demon Elimination Sword, which can withstand part of the thunder disaster, but only the first wave shocked Jian Qing's inner palace, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

However, this is just the beginning...

"Ahem..." Jian Qing tried hard to open his eyes, looked up, and saw countless lightning and thunder attacks outside the thin layer of defensive circle.

"Boom, boom—" The violent vibration hardly stopped within an hour, and Jian Qing's ethereal and clean white clothes were completely soaked in blood at this time, turning into a bloody garment.

This is already the last line of defense for his whole body's mana to condense. If he breaks through this formation before the thunder calamity is over, the immortal cultivator's fragile body will not be able to withstand a wave of thunder from the heavens at all, and there may not even be ashes left.

"...Is it still not enough?" Jianqing exhaled like a silk, his handsome face was so white that there was no blood in it, he let out a long breath, the feeling with the demon sword in his heart became weaker and weaker, and he knew that this sword had been with him for many years The magic soldier is almost at the end of his life.

——Most of the magical artifacts of this level have bred spirituality. At this moment of despair, Jian Qing could hear the mournful cry from the demon-killing sword. "It's time to say goodbye, even a sword will be sad, let alone a person..."

Knowing that there is absolutely no reason today, Jian Qing's dignified expression turned indifferent.

At the moment when a person is about to die, he always thinks of many past events and cares about the old people a lot.

"I don't know what happened to the brothers on the mountain. Did the brothers steal the wine in my house again? Did Yishuang and Yizi miss my old man... Did that stupid tiger sleep well?"

"……Ugh……"

Jian Qing glanced at the thick dark clouds above his head for the last time, slowly closed his eyes, and murmured his last regret - "It's a pity that I haven't finished eating the delicacies from the Fire Lotus Palace..."

Just when the sword-holding elder was about to close his eyes and wait to die, a loud shout came from far away, causing half of his three souls and seven souls to fly away in an instant!

Jian Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and ran into the guy who stumbled into the thundercloud envelope.

The man was dressed in an apricot-colored robe that was unbelievably dirty, his face was ashen, but his eyes were as bright as stars. When he saw him, he seemed a little excited. He almost tripped over a stone by the side of the road, and ended up running clumsily like a pig. come over.

"Jian Qing, Jian Qing!"

The guy yelled as he ran, waving his hands again and again for fear that he might not see him.

Still so stupid and stupid.

"Du Zhilan..."

Jian Qing stared at the other party blankly, as if some unknown force made his blood rush to his cheeks, and his eyes were a little hot.

It's really - I don't know how to live or die!

"Sword - ouch!"

The Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Cloud is merciless. No matter who it is, even a small bug, as long as it steps into the area covered by the Jie Cloud, a fierce lightning black thunder will strike down with a "boom"!

Poor Mr. Du was split in the head and burnt inside and outside. Fortunately, most of Lei Yun's power was directed at Jian Qing, so a trace of exposed lightning could not hurt Du Zhilan's root, but he stayed for a long time Yes, it will also be chopped until there is not a single tiger hair left.

"Jianqing!" Du Zhilan finally rushed into the center of Jieyun with the determination to break the boat, but a translucent mask circle separated him and Jianqing.

The mask appeared and disappeared from time to time, the color was extremely pale, and it was crumbling under the mighty thunder and lightning.People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

He wiped his face, even though it just made his dark face more smudged, but he didn't care, just angrily took out two withered plum branches in his arms, and held them up to the other party to complain.

"What do you mean, huh?! What happened yesterday, my lord, why don't you want it the next day? How can there be such a cheap thing! Even the young man in the Goulan courtyard has to give money! What is this? A piece of money Po Hua just wants to send the young master away? There is no way!"

Before the words were finished, another thunderbolt struck!

Du Zhilan slapped out a string of lotus flames with a wave of his palm, but the lingering power of the thunder still made him tremble in pain.

Jian Qing's face was as gloomy as water, he took a deep breath, tried to make his voice calmer, and yelled heavily: "This is not the place you should come, leave quickly!"

"No." Du Zhilan rebuffed forcefully, his face was also dark, and the king's seal flashing on his forehead made his eyes a little red.

Mo hair danced messily in the strong wind, he stood quietly outside the magic circle, his sharp eyes met Jian Qing, and the flames of burning red lotus rose from his body to resist the thunder and lightning.

At this moment, in a trance, he was covered with an indescribable majesty.

"You left without saying goodbye just to cross the catastrophe?" Du Zhilan stared at Jian Qing's eyes, the scorching eyes almost made people dare not look directly.

Jian Qing raised his head and glanced at the sky, his brows furrowed anxiously with a deep "river" mark.

He couldn't help speeding up his speech, his voice was like ice, and he said coldly: "That's just one of the reasons. Facing a hateful guy, I'm really afraid that I can't help being distracted and stabbing him with a sword!"

Du Zhilan froze for a moment: "Hateful... guy?"

"Who broke my morality? Who took away the skills I have cultivated so hard for many years? Who has disturbed my cultivation time and time again, and the success is more than failure? Now come to disturb my surviving tribulation, can't you hate it?"

Du Zhilan stared at Jian Qing dumbfoundedly, he couldn't believe his ears, he was trembling with anger, his heart was full of depression rushing to his throat, wishing to spit out a mouthful of blood!

"you hate me?"

But what responded to him was only a cold look, a determined back, and a short word: "Get lost!"

This word is like the sharpest and coldest dagger in the world, piercing into Du Zhilan's heart fiercely!

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he couldn't breathe in pain, and the pain of thunder and lightning struck his body, and the latter was just tickling.

Du Zhilan sniffed hard, trying to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I have grown up so much, I have never humbled others like I did to you, I have never liked someone like this, I have never done anything more than Now something even more stupid!"

"Crossing tribulation or something, I don't pay attention to it! As long as you say a word, I am willing to work hard with you no matter how dangerous it is!"

"But... you actually told me to go?"

Jian Qing was hanging under the sleeve robe at his side, his clenched fists trembling slightly, he closed his eyes tightly, but he couldn't close his ears together.

But he never looked back, didn't dare to look back, couldn't bear to look back.

After waiting for a moment, there were some slight friction sounds behind him, but there was no more sound.Finally... gone?

It must have been heartbroken.

Jian Qing slowly opened his eyes, the mask has become more and more fragile, and the continuous cracks are spreading rapidly like a spider web, and in a moment, it will be time to say goodbye to this world.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to turn around and take one last look, even if it was just the back of the other party leaving.

...Hey, that's——!

Jian Qing's eyes widened, and he looked in amazement at a little plush tiger blackened by lightning, squatting on the spot and looking at him with those bright black eyes. It turned out to be beautiful. His snow-white fur was a little scorched black, his ears trembled with pain, his tail was still alive, but he couldn't shake it anymore.

"You..." Jian Qing murmured, and found himself speechless.

Seeing him turn around, Du Zhilan immediately endured the burning of the lightning and immediately rolled into a ball, rolled around outside the mask, and rolled back again.

He finally squatted on the spot again, holding the mask with two paws, staring at Jianqing, and proudly said with his tail up: "I'm getting lost, you didn't say that you are not allowed to roll back."

Jian Qing looked at him silently, as if he was dumbfounded.

Let the dark clouds over his head weigh down the sky, thunder and lightning.