Yan Jiu sighed and didn't say anything, patted Bai Qi's shoulder and stood up, slowly walking into the distance.

Bai Qi raised his head and stared at Yan Jiu's back, and he suddenly found that the elder's body instantly fell down, as if there was an invisible pressure pressing on the old man's body, making him breathless.

On the second day, the Ancestral God Temple led the forces to start a frantic attack on the Meteorite Academy, and at this time, the Yu Tamarin and the Yu Tamarin came to help, but the Ancestral God Temple asked the Blood Spirit Clan and the Flying Snow Sword Pavilion Group to stop the Yu Tamarin.

The Blood Spirit Clan and the Flying Snow Sword Pavilion immediately stopped the stars of the Yu Marmoset, and the Yu Tamarin was constantly counterattacking under the two forces, but the two sides were vaguely deadlocked, the Yu Tamarin was already sparsely populated, and the number of millions of people in the war was often millions.

Therefore, the Yu Tamarin can only rely on the formation attainment to entangle with the two forces, even so, there are still countless blood spirit clan heads on the ground, and outside the Yu Tamarin stars, a black tiger conjured out of countless black patterns rushed out.

The black tiger roared in the sky, and the huge tiger claws pressed over as if covering the sun and the moon, and in an instant, countless heads in the positions of the Blood Spirit Clan and the Flying Snow Sword Pavilion fell to the ground, and the flying sword broke.

But even so, in the face of the forces of the Ancestral God Temple, the Meteorite Academy can only support it hard, and many of the countless students today have fallen, but among them, Bai Qi actually shines.

Under one person and one sword, several gods were slashed in the starry sky, and the eyes of everyone in the ancestral temple reflected the demeanor of that person and one sword, white clothes like snow, long swords like light, sword immortals outside the sky, and long swords broke through the sky.

The Ancestral God Temple hurriedly sent dozens of Nine-Star Heavenly Gods to stop it, but in the end, Bai Qi was surrounded by everyone and tore open a gap, cutting off the head of a Nine-Star Heavenly God and walking away.

At this time, the ancestral temple shook up and down, and there would be someone so powerful under this, and finally Chu Yi walked out and fought against Bai Qi alone.

When he fought with Chu Yi, Bai Qi instantly fell into a bitter battle, and in Chu Yi's body, he couldn't sense what kind of person this person was, and he was a member of the Xuanfa Gong and Cultivation, and he even had several terrifying magic weapons.

Yan Jiu saw that Bai Qi was trapped in a battle, and he didn't care about himself being encircled, and his moves broke through the encirclement of several god kings in the Ancestral God Temple, and turned into a streamer and rushed into the place where Chu Yi and Bai Qi were fighting.

grabbed Bai Qi and threw it into the distance, Yan Jiu looked at Bai Qi flying in the air and suddenly smiled, and said with kind eyebrows: "When you have not yet reached the peak, remember that you are the most talented, and one day you will become the most dazzling sword!"

Burst!

Chu Yi took the opportunity to slash the long knife in his hand at Yan Jiu's right arm, only to see Yan Jiu's right arm flying high, the whole limb and right arm were cut off at the root, the blood did not need money to flow, and half of Yan Jiu's body was stained red with blood.

Bai Qi's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw this scene, his eyes revealed an endless crazy look, and he subconsciously roared in his mouth.

Chang Caifeng hurriedly caught Bai Qi and reached out to press his head to make him fall asleep, at this time Yan Jiu was completely surrounded by everyone, Bai Qi's last gaze stayed on Yan Jiu looking at his smiling face.

That feeling is just like his grandfather was to him at the beginning, when Bai Qi was still very young, his grandfather died suddenly, but he still remembers that his grandfather was with him for four or five years.

At that time, he was the young pavilion master of the Flying Snow Sword Pavilion, but his qualifications were mediocre, and he always sighed every time his father looked at him, and he had heard some rumors from the servants around him.

What is he a greedy wolf, with mediocre qualifications but ill-fated, he killed his mother when he was born, and anyone who has something to do with him will die inexplicably in the future.

These words took deep root in his young heart, when he hid in the hut all day long, afraid to talk to anyone, afraid to hurt anyone, without anyone to accompany him all day but a cold sword by his side.

It was when he was youngest and helpless that his grandfather came back from outside, and when he saw him for the first time he remembered the full head of white hair and long white beard, and he embraced him with all his might, and his strong arms clasped him tightly around his chest.

Although the strength was a little great, he couldn't breathe, but leaning on his grandfather's broad chest and listening to his vigorous and powerful heartbeat, he actually had no fear and forgot his fear.

Since then, he has spent the happiest years, and every day he is with his grandfather, who also brings him good things, such as snow-white puppies, red sugar gourds, and fun rattles.

But two or three years later, his grandfather died suddenly without any warning, and the moment he saw his grandfather lying on the bed cold, he felt for the first time what it means to be grief-stricken, what it means to be suffocating.

After that day, he rarely talked to anyone, every day he held a long sword in his hand, he did not squeak when the snow-white puppy died inexplicably, and no one gave him a sugar gourd, and even the rattle was secretly taken away by someone.

Finally, when he was fifteen years old, he defeated the elder in one fell swoop with his long sword under the condition that the elders of the same clan suppressed the cultivation of the same realm, and at that time, no one treated him coldly, and no one dared to take a quick round behind his back, at that time, he was the young pavilion master of the Flying Snow Sword Pavilion admired by ten thousand people.

But he decided to travel through the universe, because there was nothing in this family that could be worthy of his nostalgia, when he came to the Meteorite Academy, the first person he met was Yan Jiu, and the moment he saw Yan Jiu for the first time, he almost didn't believe that he actually saw his grandfather's shadow on his body.

And the first thing Yan Jiu said to him was exactly the same as what his grandfather said to him back then, "Believe in yourself, and one day you will become the most dazzling sword in this universe." ”

Therefore, this time the crisis of the Falling Star Academy came without hesitation, even if he broke with the family, he still did not hesitate.

At this time, half of Yan Jiu's body had been crushed into pulp, and in the face of the crazy attacks of several god king powerhouses, he finally couldn't support it, looking at Bai Qi who was safe and sound, and Chang Caifeng, whose eyes were full of tears, he suddenly became happy.

"Yan Jiu!" Chang Caifeng looked up to the sky and roared.

"Elder Yan!" countless students screamed in grief.

But Yan Jiu couldn't hear these anymore, and he closed his eyes forever in a cloud of dust.

Countless students of the Falling Star Academy went crazy, rushing into the battlefield one by one with red eyes, countless people used flesh and blood as a wall to block the attack of the Ancestral God Temple, and everyone snatched Yan Jiu's body, holding Yan Jiu's corpse Chang Caifeng said sadly: "Go back to the academy!" ”

Everyone hugged Chang Caifeng and retreated into the Meteorite Academy, and countless formations rose from the ground, and finally turned into a huge bowl-shaped light shroud that enveloped the entire Meteorite Academy.

At this time, Ning Chuan, who was still in the lion camel lineage, all entered a state of retreat, and when he fought with Shiyun, Ning Chuan felt more and more that his cultivation was too low.

And now that the war is raging, if you want to survive in the troubled times, you can only desperately improve your cultivation, and Fox Xiaoji and Ao Lie also feel that the crisis is coming, and the mind of retreat to improve cultivation is getting heavier and heavier.

In the end, everyone helped, and Linglong carved an unknown number of Dao pattern jade plates, until all the jade stones were used up, the four of them arranged them around the wooden house, so many Dao patterns even if the god king came may not find them.

Then Ning Chuan let everyone retreat, even Linglong was no exception, if he didn't retreat, he would confiscate all the snacks, and in the face of Ning Chuan's magic power, the little girl finally chose to give in, but even if it was a retreat, she had to bring snacks.

Ning Chuan had no choice but to agree, and behind the wooden house was a small stream, and on one side of the stream was a rock wall.

Fox Xiaoji chose to open a cave retreat underwater, Ao Lie was relatively simple and rude, directly dug a big pit in the ground, and then threw himself into it and asked Ning Chuan to help cover the top layer of soil and fall into the retreat.

And Linglong chose to be in the cabin, so that once there was any change in the jade plate, she could know as soon as possible, Ning Chuan nodded in agreement, and finally watched Linglong enter the state of retreat before leaving.

He dug a huge cave in the rock face and stepped into it into retreat.

The lightning insect was also thrown aside by him and went to retreat, and a small ginseng appeared in Ning Chuan's palm in his hand, the whole body was intertwined with black and white, the roots and whiskers on the body were intertwined, and deep marks were crisscrossed on the ginseng, revealing inexplicable patterns.

Life and death ginseng, this is the treasure of heaven and earth obtained from the eternal secret realm, life and death ginseng was grabbed by Ning Chuan in his hand and opened his eyes, the big black and white eyes stared at Ning Chuan tightly, and his expression was slightly frightened.

Ning Chuan smiled at such an anthropomorphic expression, and said casually: "Don't worry, I just need two drops of your blood, I won't train you into an elixir!"

The small roots of the Xuanshen of Life and Death swayed gently, and finally put on a painful expression under Ning Chuan's gaze, squeezing out two drops of blood on the tips of his fingers, one black and one white.

After Ning Chuan put away the ginseng, he swallowed two drops of black and white blood in his mouth, and boom, in an instant, a majestic spiritual power filled Ning Chuan's meridians, and countless spiritual powers were turned into black and white, and a mysterious and mysterious state appeared in Ning Chuan's heart.

Time is like water, and all four of them fall into retreat, and the Holy Fire Clan tirelessly still searches for the footprints of the four people throughout the star, but the four seem to have disappeared, and no matter how the Holy Fire Clan searches, nothing is found.

Half a month later, the entire star finally approached the territory of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, and the star galloped towards the stars of the Meteorite Giant City in front of him.

At this time, a shocking roar suddenly sounded in the retreat place of the four people, countless thunderbolts intertwined in mid-air, and a figure rushed out of the rock wall in a chaotic manner.

And one after another thunderbolts pierced through the Dao pattern formation and landed on the figure, boom, the electric snake flew and constantly knocked the figure away, but the figure reappeared and got up, running into the distance alive.

When all the thunder disappeared, the figure also showed his face, it was Ning Chuan, but at this time he was a little miserable, his clothes were in tatters, there were bursts of barbecue on his body, and his hair was even more upside down, but a five-star true god was undoubtedly revealed.

Ning Chuan pointed at the sky and cursed: "Thief, dare to split me!"

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