The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

"Boom", like a landslide.

The sleeping hall exploded in an instant, and the blue bricks and green tiles fell apart.Although Sheng Rongxuan resisted intentionally, he still suffered some injuries. His back was burning, painful and numb, spreading and festering at a very fast speed.

Feng Chiling felt the force on the opponent's fist suddenly withdraw, and immediately swung the sword, a cold light flashed across, stabbing Sheng Rongxuan's neck, intending to give him a fatal blow.

Sheng Rongxuan reacted extremely quickly, retreated, dodged the blow, and Feng Chiling escaped smoothly.As soon as he stood firmly, Jing Wuyou waited behind him, gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders, suddenly his shoulders sank, Feng Chiling couldn't help but blinked, turned his head and looked at the stern side face Income fundus.

Although Jing Wuyou embraced him, he seemed to deliberately not look at him, but stared at Shang Yanjian, not knowing what he was thinking.Feng Chiling lowered her head, watching with her own eyes that the bow and arrow in his hand was slowly changing, from a bow to a sharp long sword, the blade was so bright that it could completely reflect a person's shadow.

As far as Jing Wuyou was concerned, he should not be good at wielding a sword, and just as he couldn't figure out why he would give up what was easy to ask for what was difficult, Feng Chiling raised her eyes suspiciously, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the shallow smile at the tip of the other's eyes that hadn't had time to disappear.

Suddenly feeling a hand on the shoulder, the black figure rushed out.

The sword is like lightning, coming and going without a trace.

One person, one sword, clouds rise from all directions.

Feng Chiling frowned slightly as she watched, her consciousness seemed to drift far away for a moment, and she was awakened to some past events.

——Jing Wuyou's moves seem to be quite similar to the figure of himself who danced swords for them on Xuankun Mountain long, long ago, before the rain stopped.

After watching for a while, Feng Chiling was able to confirm whether they were quite similar or almost identical.Every movement, even the strength of the move, is exactly the same as his.

If you don't use your heart to memorize and practice repeatedly, you can't do it at all.Let alone this person who has never been talented in sword practice.

Jing Wuyou called out: "Feng Chiling."

Feng Chiling's figure trembled, and she suddenly regained consciousness.

While fighting fiercely, Jing Wuyou still had time to turn his head, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Can you give me a hand?"

Hearing this, Feng Chiling was about to possess her body when she suddenly felt top-heavy, her body tilted and fell to the ground.

Feng Chiling: "?"

what happened.

Sensing that change, Jing Wuyou rolled his eyes again, and immediately opened his eyes wide when he saw Feng Chiling who fell to the ground, his tone changed, and he immediately asked, "What's wrong with you!?"

Distraction is a big taboo in the fierce flashes of lightning, Jing Wuyou narrowly avoided the blow, and now he has the upper hand.

Feng Chiling looked at his palm with a weird expression. He didn't feel any discomfort. The wound on his abdomen also recovered due to the strong self-healing ability of the monks in the transformation stage. The spiritual power also didn't weaken, but became stronger... Even exuberantly somewhat unusual.

While feeling bewildered, a majestic aura condensed in the air. This aura was light and penetrating, and felt very familiar. However, a dazzling white-haired man in a snow-white robe stood beside him.Looking up, it was actually a snow fox.

After Xuehu blinked, he glanced at something out of the corner of his eye, looked down, then looked at Feng Chiling with eyes full of surprise, seemed a little confused, and said, "Why am I here?"

Feng Chiling: "..."

Who knows.

After seeing Jing Wuyou, Xuehu pointed at him and shouted: "So you are the one who messed up, what did you bring me here for? Damn!? What monster are you fighting with again?"

Jing Wuyou and Xuehu are basically enemies. When they meet, there will be a quarrel, but the one who loses the quarrel must be the latter.Xuehu used to follow Feng Chiling all the time, and was also the closest monster to him, Jing Wuyou didn't know what method he used, but he was able to make him be there whenever he was called like Feng Chiling.

Jing Wuyou said coldly: "Look at what happened to your lord, don't let him get hurt, or I'll make you lose a layer of skin."

Feng Chiling: "..."

After Xuehu rolled his eyes, he suddenly noticed something, squatted down, and looked at Feng Chiling carefully, his brows tightened and loosened, and he asked: "My lord, what do you think about your spiritual power?" Does it look weird?"

Feng Chiling frowned and said: "How do I know, since you are here, go and help Jing Wuyou quickly, the breath in my body seems to be a little messy right now, just adjust it for a while, you—"

Half of the conversation came to an abrupt end, because the sky had unknowingly been covered with a layer of thick black clouds, and thunder rumbled.Since it is night now, the black clouds are not obvious, but when you realize it now, there is actually a silver lightning that looks like a swimming snake.

Xuehu said: "This is... Thunder Tribulation."

Feng Chiling said: "Who wants to cross the catastrophe?"

"..." Xuehu said, "It seems to be you."

The thunder roared violently, as if a big hole had been broken in the sky, and clusters of lightning fell with the sound of thunder and drums.Immediately, the eye of the wind suddenly appeared, the wind roared, the roots of the trees were uprooted and smashed into the air. With such a vast and devastating momentum, the entire imperial city might collapse in a short while.

This momentum, this thunder and lightning, has never happened in the past and present, no matter how you look at it, it seems that only people who have ascended will face it.

But if you want to ascend, you must first reach the Mahayana stage.

And in this huge world of comprehension, only Luo Xiao, who has experienced the calamity of life and death, has reached the Mahayana, but he has just arrived at the Mahayana, and has not yet consolidated his cultivation. What's more, he is not here at the moment. He came.

On the other side, Sheng Rongxuan was unconscious. Hearing the thunder, he seemed to be curious and raised his head in confusion. At this moment, Jing Wuyou stabbed fiercely on his purple and festering chest, even though the other party's cultivation was not strong at the moment. Gao, they are all flesh and blood after all, Sheng Rongxuan roared, and slammed his fist down on him. This blow was as powerful as the Mahayana stage. He wiped it casually, and his eyes were cold and cold.

Shen Yeqing clutched the wound on his left shoulder, squinted his eyes, kept a certain distance from Feng Chiling, and said, "Your time is running out."

Feng Chiling gave him a cold look, and said sarcastically, "Are you cursing me to death?"

Shen Yeqing said expressionlessly: "I don't mean the time is short, that's not what I mean. What I mean is that your time in the cultivation world is running out."

Feng Chiling narrowed her eyes: "What?"

Hearing Jing Wuyou's imperceptible muffled hum that was intentionally concealed, Feng Chiling was so startled that he wanted to stand up when he saw two scars rubbed against by sharp objects on that handsome face. However, he was still top-heavy, and the spiritual energy in his body was rampant. He fell to the ground again, then slapped Xuehu with his palm, and shouted: "Go help!"

Xuehu ran away in a hurry, but here Shen Yeqing's face became paler and paler. After walking a few steps, it seemed that the wound had opened again. Seeing this, Ling Youyou moved aside, not wanting to help him.

However, after all, he didn't let him fall to the ground like this, even though the other hands supported his body, when Shen Yeqing raised his head, he saw Jing Siyuan looking at him nervously.

Shen Ye said calmly: "You... why is Your Highness here?"

Jing Siyuan said: "I saw the strange weather and gathered in the side hall again. I was worried about you, so I came here."

Then, he saw Feng Chiling sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the three people who were fighting fiercely not far away, and he was stunned for a while.

Jing Siyuan: "...What's wrong?"

As soon as the question was finished, the lightning above his head was already ready to go. Jing Siyuan and Shen Yeqing were relatively close to him, so it was inevitable that they would be affected. A bolt of lightning fiercely split the ground in front of his toes, scorched black, and Feng Chi Ling was silent and didn't respond, but Jing Siyuan was so frightened that he hurriedly dragged Shen Yeqing to another place for a few steps, his face full of astonishment.